CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Tem
A virgin. She had to be a virgin. Tem groaned, both elated and concerned at the same time. Dragon stories were filled with stories of virgins left as sacrifices. But unlike the stories, they weren’t there to be eaten, at least not as food. No, virgins were as close to the divine as a man could get. Now Tem understood a part of his attraction to Astrid. It wasn’t just a physical drive; it was a spiritual one.
Pure.
A piece of the divine stood before him and there was only one thought that pounded along with his heart.
Mine.
“Oh, Astrid,” he groaned again, in awe of the gift of this beautiful creature.
“Tem,” she said trembling. Her need called to the core where his dragon lived.
He laid his hands on her hips and buried his face between her legs. She was wet and hot and her feminine scent had him shaking. His cock strained from his balls to the tip and pulsed with the need to be buried inside her. But she was untried and unprepared. He had to make sure she was ready.
Astrid arched her back pushing herself into his invading tongue and writhed and moaned as his lips and tongue lashed her sensitive flesh. The sounds she uttered prodded him to intensify his efforts. He found her entrance and drove his tongue inside her. Her cream cascaded into his mouth and on his lips and she bucked against his face. Astrid tasted exquisite, finer that the most expensive wine and was more satisfying than any earthly pleasure.
Her legs trembled beneath his hands and he slid his thumb to find her that pink nub of flesh that would drive her insane. He stroked its outer flesh and she groaned aloud.
Her breathing sped up and his dragon hearing picked up the runaway thudding of her heart. Her muscles clenched as she crushed herself against his face, moaning loudly. Astrid fisted her hands in his hair and Tem lifted one on her legs, then the other over his shoulders and dove as deep into her with his tongue as he could.
Her hands clutched his hair and she cried out in pleasure. Her tight walls clenched around his tongue as more of her juices released onto his tongue. Tem held onto her tight as she rode his face thrashing with each contraction of her body.
Astrid slumped against the wall.
“Oh, my God,” she breathed.
Tem lifted her and her legs slipped off his shoulders. With a wolfish grin, he crushed his lips to hers and claimed her mouth again.
What are you doing to me?
Worshipping your delicious body. I can’t get enough of you.
Astrid broke the kiss and leaned her head against his shoulder.
“God help me,” she whispered. “I can’t get enough of you either.”
Tem kissed the top of her head and then lifted her into his arms. In a few short steps, he was at the bed and he pulled her down with him as they fell into it. She laughed, but when he turned her on her back, her eyes opened wide.
His heart was racing as she lay under him and he saw her swallow hard.
“I want you badly,” he said. “But I will take my time.”
“I don’t know if I want you to.”
“Trust me, you want me to go slowly. You are too precious to hurt in any way.”
“I know you won’t hurt me,” she said her eyelids fluttering.
Tem was heartened by her trust in him and it made him all the more determined to make her first time something she’d enjoy.
“I want to see you,” Astrid said.
Tem got his knees and pulled down his sweats. She rose on one elbow and stroked his half hard shaft. Tem shuddered and put his hand on hers.
“I want you too much.”
Astrid took away her hand and lowered her head as if he scolded her. Tem raised her chin with his fingers.
“That’s a compliment,” he said.
“I don’t know what to do,” she said her lips trembling.
“You know more than you think,” he said gently.
“I want to please you. I’m afraid I won’t.”
“Oh, sweetheart, there is no way you can’t. You can see how much I want you.”
Astrid looked between his legs where his sweatpants tented with his hard-on.
“Hey, where’s that woman that was so eager to go down on me?”
“It’s one thing to do that, and another to—”
Her consternation melted him.
Tem drew her to him. “We won’t do anything you don’t want to,” he said gently. He kissed her again, this time gently and slowly and he felt her relax against him. Tem stroked her body in long lazy strokes, her breast, her stomach and she made little whimpers as he did. His dragon was impatient and shook within from frustration, but there was no way Tem was going to force this on Astrid. This moment was too important.
He brought his fingers to her mound and reveled in the softness of her skin. Tem’s breathing hitched as he flashed on pushing his tongue inside her.
“Sweet, sweet, Astrid,” he said. “You taste delicious and I want taste you. But I’m also going to make you ready for me. Do you want that?”
“Yes,” she said almost as a moan. “When you touch me the only thing I want is you.” She gave him a smoldering look from under half-lidded eyes and Tem almost lost his resolve to go slow.
He leaned over and kissed her coppery bush and then took long licks along her inner thighs on each side. She hissed when he pulled away between her legs and then sighed when he slid his index finger inside her. She was so soft and hot that he nearly lost it there as he imagined sinking himself deep within her.
She writhed under the attention of his finger and he sunk in another, curling them to stroke her g-spot.
“Oh,” she said.
“You’re so tight, baby,” he whispered.
“I need you, Tem,” she gasped. “Please.”
He couldn’t take it. Tem pulled off his sweats and kicked them away. He knelt between her legs and stroked his cock staring at the petals of her flesh glistening from her wetness. He guided the tip of his shaft there and pushed against the tight hole.
“Oh,” she whimpered.
“You okay?”
“You feel so big,” she said. “But good, so good.”
Tem rumbled his approval. “Baby,” he said and he pushed forward a little, filling her entrance with his cock. Sweat beaded on his brow from the effort of holding back. He rocked back and forth teasing both of them with that motion. He was barely inside her and needed more.
“Tem,” she pleaded.
He lifted her legs and urged her to wrap them around his waist. He grabbed her hips with both hands, trembling with sweat dripping from his brow and inched forward inside her. She was so tight he gritted his teeth. He didn’t know if the resistance he felt was because how tightly her walls gripped him or if he had encountered her cherry.
“Hold on,” he gritted and inched forward. She shook underneath him.
“Are you okay?”
“Tem, you are driving me crazy. Come on, baby. I need you. All of you.”
“Oh hell,” he said and pushed forward as heat and wet engulfed him and became the center of his world. He could not hold back any more and sunk as deep as he could go. There was no holding back now and he was lost in the rapture of taking her, in that place of no thought that was all sensation and no words. As his rhythm built she bucked her hips with his so that they crashed together and came apart, again and again. She screamed his name and clenched around him in waves.
So tight. So tight. His passion climbed higher demanding release and he shook from the force of his desire. He bent to her neck intending to kiss her. Instead he found her flesh so tender he sucked in to his mouth and then sank his teeth in her skin. At that very second, he understood that this woman was more precious to him than any piece of gold in his personal hoard. She was his entire world and would be until the day he died.
The need to possess her utterly swept through him like liquid fire and he exploded, shaking. As his cum jetted in powerful spurts and he pressed against her furthest inner walls, he howled her name so loudly it filled the room.
They held each other tightly as they came down from the heights their lovemaking took them. Their breathing calmed and Tem licked where he had bit her.
“Why did you do that?” she said.
Tem didn’t know what to say. Yes, instinct had taken over, just like it always did when Tem was with Astrid. But this was something more. He had suspected this would happen and he did try to warn her.
“It’s an ancient thing, so old we’ve nearly forgotten it. It isn’t done now, at least I haven’t heard of any mate bondings like this. I’ve claimed you, Astrid, or rather the dragon part of me did. You are mine now and will be forever.”
“Claimed? Like in marriage?”
“Oh, no. It’s much more serious than marriage. It’s the mate bond.” He picked up her hand and held it to his heart. “Feel my heart. It beats in time with yours and will until my dying breath. I am yours as much as you are mine.”
“Mate bond,” she said. “I’ve never heard of it.”
“That is because,” boomed another voice, “it’s not allowed.”
Tem stiffened and pulled away from Astrid. In Astrid’s doorway stood the Queen of dragons, her eyes glittering with a fierceness that spoke of deadly retribution.