Her Dragon Hero (5 page)

“Brimstone...” Was all she managed, he robbed her of her ability to complete full sentences. “Please…” She arched her hips, searching for some kind of pressure where she needed it most.

Her hands slid to his scalp, tugging in desperation, and he got the message. His hand slipped lower, cupping her pussy, and he groaned against her breast when he touched the wet curls through her dampened, cotton underwear.

He skated his fingers under the elastic. It took only one firm tug to tear the flimsy material from her hips, leaving her open to his exploration, and he wasted no time, groaning at her hot, wet heat, and slipping a finger inside. When he felt the walls of her pussy fight him, he thrust, using one lonely digit and almost wept real tears. Whether from frustration or joy, he couldn’t say. He found her clit with his thumb and, uncovering its hiding place, he circled and played while he sucked her sweet nipples to hardened points.

He felt her writhing and trembling under him, muttering incoherently. If the tightness he felt while pushing his finger in and out of her was anything to go by, she had never experienced a dick as big as his. He needed to prepare her better before she could take him. He never wanted to cause his little mate pain. He pulled back, and she wailed out her disappointment. He grinned with feral possessiveness while she clawed at him, desperate to bring him back.

He hoisted her further up the bed and grabbed her legs, dragging them over his shoulders, and then buried his face in her sweet pussy and lapped.

Her whole body tensed and she screamed, coming after only one lick over her clit. She screamed again when he finger-fucked her to another orgasm.

“Again! Scream for me again, my mate.” He pulled back to watch her face while using two fingers to stretch her.

She panted, her hips arched, her hair was a wild, sweaty tangle behind her. Brimstone had never seen anything so beautiful.

She gasped, sucking in deep gulps of air. Leaning over her, his teeth found her shoulder and he bit down only hard enough to break the skin. She gasped, trying to pull away. He thrust his fingers harder and further. Her back arched like a bow and she moaned.

He positioned himself between her legs, slipping the head of his cock inside her and waited for her to come down from her last orgasm. He moved both her hands to either side of her shoulders, and gazed down at her with total, brutal possessiveness. She was his.

“That’s it mate, feel me coming? This sweet pussy is mine, now and forever.”

Declaration said, he pushed past her entrance slowly. The wet heat of her sucked him in while the tight walls tried to bar his way.

“No one else will make you feel this way. No one, but me. Say it, mate.”

Every muscle in his body vibrated with tension while he waited to hear those words from her swollen lips, his dragon purring with approval of her words, and being inside their mate. So fucking good, he wondered how he ever lived without it.

“No one else,” she moaned, her eyes rolling back and he pushed in further.

“This is mine.” He thrust all the way in.

* * * *

Amber’s eyes were wide. She had never been so stretched, so full it verged on the painful. She groaned and Brimstone rained kisses down over her face while he waited for her to become accustomed to his length and girth. Her body began to relax under him an inch at a time.

She glanced up. His face was red, looking like every blood vessel in his body was ready to explode, his jaw clenching hard, but he held still.

She wiggled and Brimstone caught it. He wasted no time in pulling part way out and grinding back in. He adjusted with each thrust until he hit the right spot and she gasped.

“Oh, wow!” The mystery G-spot she heard about, written about based on text book research, flared to life with vengeance.

“Oh, little one, you have no idea.” He pulled out further and sank back in, hitting her G-spot with each thrust. She wrapped her legs around his hips and squeezed her pussy, trying to suck him in further. He pumped against the incredible friction.

The deeper he thrust, the deeper she wanted him. Amber flung her head back while he moved in and out.

She panted, climbing back towards climax, until she mindlessly writhed beneath him, meeting him thrust for thrust.

“Harder!” she gasped. “Brimstone, harder!”

“I don’t want to hurt you.”

Wild and unforgiving, she grabbed him by his hair, pulling his face down to hers. “Fuck me harder!”

He lost control, pounding into her repeatedly, and so hard she couldn’t keep her place on the bed. Being so tall, his head whacked into the headboard first. He cursed and dragged her back down on the bed, tightening his grip on her shoulders to hold her in place and rolled his hips.

“Yes, oh, god, yes, right there!” she shouted. “Don’t stop!”

Right on the edge, she came with one more thrust and a twist, screaming his name at the top of her lungs, her body shuddering and her inner muscles contracting, milking him.

A roar echoed around the room, and she felt his hot seed shooting into her core. By the time they both crested, he collapsed onto her, but had the sense of mind to hold some of his weight on his elbows to not crush her.

He lifted his head, kissing her in reverent tenderness, tugging at her heart. Even with her eyes closed and her heart still hammering, she kissed him back. They clung onto each other, lips melding over and over, as the tremors passed. Was it wrong to never want to leave this spot, but stay wrapped in this big man forever? Right now, in utter bliss, Amber didn’t care.

Chapter 4

Brimstone lifted his head, gazing down at his sleeping mate, narrowing in on his bite mark on her shoulder. It was raw and possessive, but it wasn’t a real mating mark. They hadn’t bonded together. He could have simply done it, and then explained who he was. As small and soft as she was, he wasn’t so barbaric as to take away her freedom of choice. She needed to willingly accept him—dragon and all.

His time in this realm was limited, and he couldn’t forget why he was here. Finding his mate among the human women was a point of strength in dragon male-human female relations.

He would have to make sure she never wanted to leave him, addict her to him in the only way he knew how.

He rolled her over onto her back, nuzzling in at her neck, licking at the wound he left, his dragon saliva easily healing her skin. He grinned at the thought of marking her again and again.

She stirred under his insistent tongue licking at her skin. Dragon goddess, she tasted so good.

“You’re ready again?”

“You make me hard,” he muttered, kissing up her throat towards her chin.

“Hey, Brim—”

He cut her off with a kiss, again covering her body with his, taking possession of what now belonged to him. Playing with one breast, he let his other hand curl around her soft arse, bringing her against his solid erection.

She moaned softly when his mouth trailed down to her neck, biting softly over her pulse point, enjoying the playground of her body.

He bit at her breast and she arched up into him. He felt her fingers curl into his hair, holding him as she rocked under him. His hard thighs nestled within the softness of hers. This time, Brimstone made a point to run his lips over every inch of her before taking her to another screaming orgasm. He loved listening to her screaming his name.

As the night wore on, Brimstone knew he should let Amber sleep, but her scent mingled with his, and the touch of her, skin to skin, made waiting impossible.

She woke with him already hammering deep inside her. He took her again and again. His dick never seemed to get enough, never going down for more than a few minutes all night. At one point, he flipped her over onto her stomach. As soon as he felt her awaken, he took her from behind, his teeth clamping down on her shoulder as she splintered apart in his arms.

Amber was in a deep sleep, completely worn out from the last climax he coaxed from her body. He glanced out of the window, seeing the first, soft light of dawn, Brimstone felt restless. His dragon side needed its freedom. It was a few days since he last shifted and he needed to leave his new, little mate for a short while. Kaden De-Kerr warned him and Slade not to shift near humans so he had taken them to a private canyon far from prying eyes, where they could release their dragons when needed.

He thought about lifting her into his arms and teleporting her out with him. He needed to keep her in his sight at all times, after discovering she was his one true mate. However, he pushed back the notion, assuring himself she would be safe and he would return soon enough, so he climbed from the bed. She needed rest after the night he put her through.

His cock hardened again when his gaze swept over the curve of her naked back, her tousled hair and closed eyes. Her chest rose and fell in a deep sleep. It took every inch of control he possessed to pull away. A half hour as a dragon, and he would be back while she still slept. Then, he would fuck her a few more times more before revealing the truth of who he was and what she was to him.

She was his now, and the most precious treasure he owned.

With one last glance at her, he closed his eyes, bringing the canyon into his mind and teleported out.

* * * *

Amber blinked against the sunlight streaming through the window. She groaned, rolling over in the tangle of sheets, blindly reaching for a pillow to tug over her head to block the light. She winced, every part of her body ached, but in a really good way. A smile curved her lips up, the term 'being fucked blind' took on a whole new meaning. She could almost imagine Brimstone as something other than human by the way he took her over and over. Damn, she knew she would never find a guy like him ever again.

She sighed. As much as she wanted to go back to sleep, her mind went into full author mode, full of ideas for a great, new story, the inspiration starting with her own experience, Brimstone fucking her like some kind of sex god. She groaned, knowing full well she wouldn’t sleep now until she got all her new ideas out of her head.

She rolled over and rubbed her eyes before sitting up and taking in the suite. She didn’t have time to take in the fact Brimstone was in the most luxurious and expensive room in all of Darwin and must have some money to be able to afford this. Where was the mystery man? With his size, a game of hide and seek would be over before it started.

She flopped back against the soft mattress, sighing again. Her empty stomach filled with butterflies when the realisation hit. It was over. She was treated to a whole night of mind-blowing sex; now, it was time to get back to the real world.

Real world? There was a laugh for a woman who retreated into her own head of fantasy, and sexy heroes to help make her living. Still, it didn’t settle well in her chest, but there was really no other option. She couldn’t lay claim to Brimstone and keep him, plus there was enough research material to keep her going for years.

She got what she wanted, it was time to leave. She needed to take responsibility for her life and actions. Brimstone helped her break free from not only Wayne, but her own inhibitions. She felt free and she had a whole world out there to explore now. She was footloose and fancy free, or so the saying went.

The bedside clock told her it was slightly before six o’clock. She needed to meet the tour bus. She had booked it for seven-thirty, so she would have to hurry if she wanted to make it on time. She chewed on her lip, wondering if she should wait for Brimstone to come back—if he comes back. The last thing she wanted was to feel the awkward, post-sex thing if he expected her gone by the time he did come back. She shook her head. It was better to leave now, continue on with things, even without Wayne, who she hoped got the good sense not to turn up on the tour of Litchfield National Park, since it was something she has been looking forward to.

With sluggish movements, she dragged her sore...well, everything from the bed and went in search of her suitcase and the bathroom. A shower, change of clothing, many, many cups of coffee, and then she would take her pen and notebook with her, and store her case with the front desk until she got back. Then, she would find somewhere to stay. She also needed to sort out her flights home to Melbourne, but it could wait—her stomach rumbled, reminding her she never ate dinner yesterday evening, and she added breakfast to her list of things she needed to do.

* * * *

“There you are, my friend.”

Brimstone paused and turned to face Slade outside their hotel room. Brimstone had the presence of mind not to teleport back the same way he went, just in case his little mate was awake. Scaring her by simply appearing may not go down well. Frightening her was the last thing he wanted to do.

All he could think about while he changed and stretched his dragon wings was being balls deep inside her again and again.

He reached for the door, unlocking it with his dragon magic; he didn’t have any real need for keys of any type.

The scent of more than one woman wafted from Slade, who cocked his head regarding Brimstone. “Why you sly dragon, you scored last night, too.”

Brim turned on Slade growling. “No, I found my true mate! Go near her, friend or not, and I will tear off your arm and shove it up your ass.”