CHAPTER FIVE
Draken had meant to wait. He really had. The moment Jaiyu had started whispering deliciously sinful things in his ear, however, all those noble, honorable intentions had flown right out the proverbial airlock. Besides, if he claimed her, marked her as his, it would add another layer of protection.
Or so he told himself.
Technically, it was true. If she bore his mark and his scent, if everyone knew she belonged to him, no one would even look at her in a way he found offensive. They definitely wouldn’t put their hands on her, because Draken would kill anyone who tried, and once she was officially his, there wasn’t a damn thing anyone could do to stop him.
Thank the bleeding stars it was a short trek back to his quarters. Even then, it took three tries for him to scan them into the room. Once the door slid closed behind him, all pretense of politeness vanished.
“Off. Now,” he ordered, grabbing the collar of his own shirt and jerking it over his head.
Jaiyu flushed a pretty crimson, but she didn’t hesitate, and within seconds, they were both fully nude and panting with pent-up desire. Gods, she was just as beautiful as he knew she would be. Her petite body was all soft lines and gentle curves encased in flawless skin. Though small, her breasts were round and full, and they swayed gently when he lifted her from the floor.
“Perfect,” he breathed, catching one of her tight, dark nipples between his lips and sucks hard. The moan that followed nearly had him skating the edge before they’d even gotten started.
He kissed and nibbled his way up her neck until he reached her lips. Sealing their mouths together, he swallowed down her next moan as he carried her over to the plush, blue sofa in the middle of the room. Her legs locked around his hips, and her hands plunged into his hair, making his heart pound and his cock throb. Fuck, he’d barely touched her, and he was already addicted.
Lowering himself onto the sofa, he sat upright as he maneuvered Jaiyu to stand over him. Her feet sank into the cushions on either side of his hips, and he reached out to steady her when she began to sway.
“Draken, what are—”
Her question died in a strangled cry when he jerked her forward and plunged his tongue between her slick folds. Her taste spilled over his tongue like honeyed wine, and his eyes rolled in his head as a deep groan vibrated her chest. It was ecstasy, nirvana, and he lapped greedily, drinking her in, drowning in her.
If he worried he was moving too fast or being too rough with her, those thoughts were easily silenced. This was what she’d wanted, what she had practically demanded of him. She’d spoken hesitantly, and she’d blushed a lot, but when she had outlined her fantasy for him, it had taken every ounce of self-control he had not to flip her around and bend her over the table, right there in the restaurant.
She hadn’t spoken the words outright, but he’d heard the implication loud and clear. Gentle and considerate had a time and place, but that wasn’t what she wanted from him tonight. She wanted the male who took what he wanted, who challenged her and pushed her to the edge.
“Give me everything,” she’d told him. “Show me what I’ve been missing, because if you hold back, I’m going to be very disappointed.”
His feisty mate had thrown down the gauntlet, but Draken wasn’t worried. He was more than up for the challenge.
Jaiyu gasped when his lips closed around her clit, falling forward so that her knees rested against the back of the sofa on either side of his head. When her fingers tangled in his hair, Draken purred his approval and slid his hand around to her pert ass, urging her to move, to take what she needed.
Her moans increased in volume as she grinded against him, her breaths shallow and jagged. “Draken, I…I…”
“Yes,” he growled into her mind. “That’s it. Just like that.” He plunged his tongue deep inside her, then licked a slow path back to her swollen clit. He sucked hard, flicking the tip of his tongue against the bundle of nerves. “Come for me, isha.”
Jaiyu shattered. Her screams reverberated off the walls, and her tiny body trembled as she tumbled headlong into a shuddering orgasm.
He wasn’t nearly finished with her yet. She’d told him to give her everything, and that was precisely what he intended to do.
Before her cries had even quieted, he guided her down to his lap, his cock pressed against her glistening entrance, and thrust upward, filling her in one, hard plunge. Her pussy gripped him tight, constricting around his aching length, and Draken gritted his teeth to stave off his own orgasm.
She moaned and gasped, her fingernails digging into the translucent scales that covered his body as she clung to his shoulders. With one arm around her waist, he lifted and lowered, moving her in tandem to the rhythm of his hips. Her breasts bounced enticingly, her nipples stiff peaks that made his lips tingle and his mouth water.
Tangling his free hand in her hair, he pulled her head back sharply and skimmed his nose up the sleek line of her throat, inhaling her fragrant scent. “Again,” he growled next to her ear. “Come for me again.”
He punctuated his words with hard, deep thrusts that pushed her to the precipice once more, and just like before, she cried out as she came in a rush of wet heat.
She collapsed against his chest, damp with sweat and gasping for breath, but he hadn’t nearly had his fill of her. Watching her come unraveled was pure euphoria, a high he never wanted to come down from, and he needed more.
Lifting her with ease, he flipped her around, her back to his chest, and lowered her back over his rigid cock. Her legs fell open, draping over either side of his thighs, and she dropped her head back to his shoulder with a sweet, needy whimper. Rolling his hips, he grinded into her, pushing as deep as he could as he pinched and tugged at her erect nipples.
He kept his touch gentle at first, just testing the waters, but when she bucked against him, and her inner walls clamped around his shaft, he squeezed harder. The bite of pleasure-pain had her panting and moaning again in seconds, and it was the most glorious thing he’d ever witnessed.
Nudging her temple with his chin, he tilted her head to the side and lowered his head to close his mouth around the pulse point in her throat. He wouldn’t claim her…yet. Soon, though. Very soon.
Jaiyu’s entire body went ridged as he sucked the vein between his lips. Whether she’d guessed what he was thinking, or she was just as eager to receive his bite as he was to give it, her reaction was perfect. Screaming his name, she writhed on his cock, surrendering to another quaking climax.
Turning her head, he kissed her slowly, reverently. She must have tasted herself on his tongue, but she gave no indication that it was in any way displeasing. He kept up the gentle ministrations, giving her a moment to catch her breath. When the kiss turned into something more heated, though, more frenzied, he rolled her over, pulling her up to her knees and draping her over the back of the sofa.
Jaiyu sagged into the cushions, her heart racing and her core throbbing. Her legs shook, and her lungs ached. Her throat felt raw and scratchy. Her skin tingled, her body shuddered, and for the first in her life, her mind was blissfully blank.
It was too much and not enough. It was heaven and hell. It was everything she’d ever desired but had always been too embarrassed to ask for.
It was rough, demanding, consuming, unrelenting perfection.
There were no choices to make. Draken moved her where and how he wanted her as he expertly strummed her body like a well-tuned instrument. Without being told, he knew the right cords to strike, every key to press, and all the right strings to pull to drive her mad with pleasure.
Another needy moan rent the air when Draken moved behind her once more, the head of his cock pressing against her opening as his powerful thighs bracketed her smaller frame. Strong and sure, he pushed into her again until his hips brushed her upturned ass. Her pussy stretched to accommodate his thick length, molding around him so that Jaiyu felt every steely inch of him.
His arm wrapped around her, his hand pressing flat against her stern between her breasts as he pulled her upright. With his other hand, he grabbed her hip, his fingers flexing as he began a punishing rhythm, jerking her back to meet every ruthless thrust. It didn’t take long for her to reach the pinnacle once again, only this time, she hovered there, unable to take the plunge.
“Draken, please!” She probably wouldn’t survive it this time, and frankly, she didn’t care. Hell, she’d probably thank him for it. “Fuck. Please!”
The hand on her hip slid up her back to fist in her hair, and Draken pulled her head to the side, baring her neck to his gaze—and his mouth. “Yes,” he growled. “Again, isha.”
“I can’t,” she panted. “I need…fuck, please, Draken, yes…” she trailed off into an intelligible string of babble, her every cell wound too tight as she chased the release that was just beyond her reach. “Oh, gods, please!”
She didn’t even know what she was begging for anymore. She just knew that if she didn’t get it, she might just go mad. Her heart pounded at dangerous speeds, sweat slicked her skin, and every muscle tightened in greedy anticipation. More, she just needed a little…
Draken sank his canines into her neck, his fangs piercing her skin easily, and heat unlike anything she’d ever felt seared through her. Thrashing in his arms, screaming without words, she lost all sense of time and space as she came entirely undone.
“Mine,” Draken groaned into her mind. “All fucking mine.”
The arm around her chest tightened, crushing her against his chest as he shuddered and growled, pumping through his own climax and flooding her with his release.
It felt like a long time passed—though, it had probably been only seconds—before he pulled free of her body and lifted his head. He licked lazily at the mating mark as his chest rumbled with a strange noise somewhere between a purr and a growl. Whatever it was, it was an utterly addicting sound, and his tongue against her skin sent little shockwaves through her sated body.
He spent a few more moments kissing and nibbling at her neck, then twisted away, falling back onto the sofa and dragging her into his lap. He held her there, one arm forming a steely band around her as he stroked her hair and peppered her face with sweet, gentle kisses.
“I love you,” he mumbled between kisses. “Mine. Always mine. I love you, isha. Mine. All mine.”
Words continued to pour from his lips, and Jaiyu would have bet her last demi that he didn’t even realize he was saying them. Burrowing into his warmth, she pressed her face against the side of his neck and smiled.
He had clearly lost his mind, and she wouldn’t have him any other way.