Matching Dragons Chinese Zodiac Romance Series Book 6 (10 page)

She drew her bottom lip into her mouth, a flash of her white teeth gleaming. Then slowly, hesitation in her movements, she slipped her pink top down her shoulders. Nudging the fabric over her bare breasts, she slid it, along with her skirt, below her curvy hips. The clothes pooled at her ankles and she stepped out of them.

Naked before him, she was a vision that made his ballocks swell to the point of pain. “Beautiful.” He nodded, his admiration skimming over every inch of her pale, pearly skin. She clasped her right wrist in her left hand, shifting her weight from one foot to the other. Damn. A woman like her ought to know how exquisite she was.

He detected her thick swallow, her shallow breaths. She waited patiently while he explored her with his perusal. Fingering the dragon chain around his neck, he rose. She tracked him with her gaze, eyes dilated in hungry anticipation, as though she suspected exactly how much pleasure he would give her.

He plucked her wrists and snapped the chain around them. Then he nudged her backward, toward the stone wall. A metal loop was fastened to the stone above their heads. He threaded the chain through the loop and yanked. She gasped as her hands lifted above her head, wrists bound together. Quirking his lips, he wound the other end once again around her wrists, leaving enough length to play out his wicked desires with her.

Yeah, dragons had a thing for vestal offerings. While Kadence wasn’t a virgin, she was pure. Raw. Seductive.

Leaning in close, he didn’t touch her. Instead, he sank to his knees and inhaled against her, the perfume of her skin tempting him to the edge of passion.

Viewing her here like this, chained to his wall, a nude, priceless offering, satisfied a deep hunger inside him. If the dark call to covet her were to win out, he might keep her like this.

Forever.

Which was why he couldn’t let it. Kadence was more than a treasure to be displayed in his vault.

But try telling that to a dragon.

His nature warred with his desires, but in the end, they were the same.

Want her.

Lok gripped her hips and pushed her thighs apart, baring her glistening pink pussy to his admiration. A quiver traveled through her limbs, confirming her need was as great as his.

He pressed his thumb to her bud, her moans rumbling in her throat. The chain clinked as she writhed against the wall, rubbing into his palm.

Her hips bucked, her pants deepening. He thrust his fingers inside her, two then three, pumping into her slick sheath to the rhythm of her clamping around him. Her cries echoed off the stones as her greedy sex spasmed around his fingers, her hips rotating to ride him through the waves.

Her bucking subsided, her legs collapsing in his grasp. He leaned forward and pressed a kiss to her bud, then rose to press another to her mouth.

This wouldn’t do. This was a dragon’s will, chaining her to a wall and pleasuring her for his own entertainment. Yet he was helpless to deny his nature.

He slid his hand between them and squeezed himself, groaning at his pulsing shaft that demanded more. To be inside her, to complete his connection with her.

Ripping open the front of his pants, he freed his length.

“Yes, please.” Kadence’s soft pleas feathered across his ears, her breaths airy and light.

“Please what?”

“I want you. Inside me.” Her hips undulated toward him, rocking into his and cradling his erection against her soft heat.

“Ah, but you don’t get to make demands, Kadence.” He nipped at her ear and grinned as she shivered at the contact. Fisting himself, he took a step backward. Her greedy gaze followed his movements, her eyes flashing that pearly hue.

Her legs rubbed together, and he sensed her desperation to be filled. His need was deeper, too, than with any human female he’d fucked.

Kadence was meant to be his. Even if only for one night.

Kadence pressed her legs together, wetness slicking her thighs. She’d never been this desperate for any guy. What the hell kind of power did Lok possess over her? Was this the pearl and dragon connection he’d talked about?

If so, heaven help her, because she’d never be satisfied with anyone else. She added “stubborn” to Lok’s list of mysterious-now-dragon traits. Despite her arguments, he was intent on sacrificing himself.

For me.

The hell he would. She was already responsible for her sister’s curse. She refused to add him to her guilt list. There had to be a way out of this.

And she’d figure one out… After he’d made love to her as intensely as his erotic stance suggested he would.

He continued to grip his long, thick shaft, slowly caressing those large, rough fingers along his length.

Damn, if only he’d unchain her and let her finish him off. But Lok appeared to have other ideas.

As much as she’d hated these chains earlier, the notion of being beneath Lok’s complete control tantalized her mind. The cocky curve of his mouth and the seductive glint in those dark blue depths promised a night of pleasures to last her a lifetime.

She’d rather have the lifetime.

Damn him.

Lok stalked toward her, his heated gaze caressing every inch of her, and making her feel as coveted as he claimed she would be.

If I were his.

Would it be so bad? As bad as he threatened?

Her entire life, no one had ever taken care of her. She’d been both big sister and mom to Mel. The idea of letting go, of knowing someone would be there to catch her and keep her safe, well, it wasn’t so hard to accept.

Lok flashed toward her, pressing up behind her. His rigid erection was impossible to ignore as it shoved into the small of her back. He stroked one hand down her side, stopping on her hip. She opened her mouth to beg him to take her, but swallowed her pleas. Instead, she shifted on her feet, nudging her legs open a little wider.

Hopefully, he’d take the hint.

A growl rumbled in his chest, reminding her of precisely how feral he was. Her penchant for supernatural beings was definitely fulfilled in him. No creature was more powerful, or more mysterious, than a dragon.

He inhaled against her hair, wrenching her backward into his hard body. His heat enveloped her, a comforting yet enticing presence. Familiar, and yet full of secrets she hoped he would soon share.

His other hand slipped over her right breast, massaging until heaviness swelled against her pebbled nipple. The anticipation was going to kill her. His left hand skimmed downward, across her nub, and delved inside her, easing in all four fingers. The fullness released some of the flaming tension, but she wouldn’t be satisfied until she claimed him. All of him.

He groaned as he pressed kisses to her throat. Good, at least this was torture for him too.

She arched her back, trying to rock her hips and coax him to thrust inside her.

He stilled his fingers. “Fuck, Kadence. Stop that.”

“Stop what? This?” She undulated again, the heat of his cock gliding along the curve of her spine.

“Is this what you want? A taste of your own medicine, then.” His thick length slid in between the curves of her ass, but instead of plunging inside her, he thrust along her pussy, a few hard strokes before grunting into her ear. He pulled out from between her thighs and wetness exploded across her ass, evaporating like falling snowflakes.

***

Heaving, Lok gasped in deep lungfuls as he squeezed his tip, milking every second of release from his body.

His arousal didn’t abate though. He tapped the solid head against Kadence’s finely toned ass, growing even harder.

“How can you still be har—”

“Dragon, remember?” He chuckled low in her ear. “Forget everything you’ve learned from your pathetic human lovers.” Sliding his hands to grip her hips, he nudged her open, and slowly, pressed the tip of himself into her opening.

The chains clanged against the stone as she writhed against him. “Steady.” He growled against her, holding her firm while he retreated.

Her whimpers protested, but she’d soon have him. He pressed a kiss to her shoulder and sank forward again, edging a little deeper. Even with working her hard, she was bloody tight, a sweet vice around him, luring him inside her.

Wet and warm. Soft yet tight resistance.

“If I take you too roughly, I’ll hurt you.” He feathered his lips across her neck. “Dragons are better endowed than humans.” Chuckling, he eased back out again.

“That’s a little—”

He thrust hard, halfway into her.

“Okay, large,” she panted, “boast.”

Instead of retreating, he sank even deeper. “Do you deny it?”

Her airy squeak was approval enough. Lok shoved forward, the thrust flattening her against the wall as he claimed every inch of her.

The air expelled from her chest.

He dropped his head to plant his forehead against her back, stilling inside her, giving her time to adjust. He probably should have done that more gently, but she’d egged him on.

Vixen.

My vixen.

A smile tugged at the corner of his lips. He waited while she seized in a shaky inhale, blowing the air out softly.

She shifted on her feet, her hips rolling against him, as though testing the rigidity of their connection, her sex adapting to accommodate his size.

It was utter bliss being enclosed in her sweet heat. He could stay like this forever. Even though his shaft ached and his hips itched to thrust, he wouldn’t take her like this. He wanted to watch the ecstasy flow across her beautiful features.

Lok unclasped the chains, but didn’t remove them from one of her wrists. Despite her obvious willingness, his dragon nature yearned to covet and keep her.

He spread his hands across her full breasts, cupping their heavy weight and tweaking her pert nipples, before skimming his fingers lower.

Dipping between her thighs, he palmed her pussy, his fingers brushing against where they joined. Here, like this, they were one. Two bodies, one connection. He sought her pearl, fanning the flames, until her glow spread outward, lighting her body in incandescence.

She moaned, and cried out, spasming around him.

Baring his fangs, he sank them into her shoulder, piercing not her flesh but her ethereal glow.

Claiming her.

Imprinting his dragon’s mark on her. The stamp of his bite was one only another dragon could detect. It would keep them at bay, no matter how strongly her pearl tempted them.

“Now you are mine, Kadence,” he murmured, kissing the fading blue swirl. He withdrew from her and twisted her around in his arms to carry her toward the cushions.

He hadn’t expected it to happen like that. To claim her while they were mating. Yet once inside her, he hadn’t been able to stop it.

Hadn’t wanted to. Even now, he didn’t regret it. He could only hope she felt the same.

He sank onto the cushion, drawing her to straddle him. His thick erection jutted between them, but he didn’t shift to impale her, instead searching her face for confirmation.

She braced her hands on his shoulders and pressed her mouth to his. “Yes. I’m yours.”

***

Kadence lifted her hips and sank onto Lok’s hard length, spearing him inside her. Lok claiming her should have terrified her, but instead, a sense of peace and rightness filled her.

His warmth spread through her, soothing and arousing at the same time. He was right. The heavy weight of his fullness was enough to keep her on the edge of climax. She rocked her hips, wrapped her arms around his neck, and rode him slowly. Taking pleasure in every inch of her sliding against every inch of him. This moment was so much more intimate than anything she’d experienced.

It wasn’t just about their bodies joining. This connection ran far deeper. She longed to stay like this with Lok forever, and she sensed he did too.

So why did they have to give each other up? No, she’d find another way. That, at least, was something she was good at—devising solutions to impossible problems.

She rolled her hips and slammed on top of him, causing his leisurely kissing to assume a frenzied pattern. He sucked her nipple into his mouth, his tongue flicking across the sensitive tip while she took him harder and harder. Until she was breathless and couldn’t keep pace with how desperately she desired him. “Please, Lok. Take me faster. I need more.”

Grunting in answer, he whipped them around, slamming into her. Her thighs fell open wider, trying to accommodate his large frame. Gripping her in his embrace, he pounded into her, a steady, unrelenting rhythm.

She closed her eyes and succumbed to the sweet euphoria of Lok enveloping her, inside and out. Time stretched in a dreamlike quality, and still he didn’t cease his demanding thrusts. Each stroke rammed her into the cushions, their slick bodies slapping together. It was messy, rough, and animalistic. Everything she’d craved him to be.

Kadence tugged her fingers though his hair, urging him to keep at it. The pressure built inside her, a wave crashing over her stronger than any of the others.

She screamed.

Lok chuckled.

Damn him, but she didn’t care. Let him gloat in victory. He’d earned it.