Inez pushed at his shoulders. “What exactly are you saying?”

Varyk had never come this close to acknowledging a connection to a female, but there was a craving, a need he couldn’t satisfy when it came to Inez. “Come back with me and see.”

Her arched brows spoke clearly of her surprise. Varyk waited as his pulse pounded out an uneven rhythm. Milana would probably say he’d done it all wrong but Varyk didn’t want to coax Inez. Didn’t want to romanticize this. It was purely about the sex he hadn’t gotten enough of.

Had to be.

“You want me to come back…to your territory? Just like that.”

While her tone was bland, her sharp look promise to fry him to ash. He ignored it to answer with blunt honesty. “Yes.”

“Do you have any new information pertaining to Larz and Rylin’s child?”

Unfortunately, he didn’t. Larz’ presence remained hidden. He didn’t want to address Mina right now. “I do not. I came back for you, Inez.”

As she pondered his request, Varyk took the opportunity to soak up her presence and the subtle thread of relief flowing through his veins. He held her. Warm and smelling of a light feminine fragrance. Curves pressed against his chest. Thighs aligned with his own.

Along with the remnants of terror and grief, arousal surged to mix with the roiling emotions inside of Varyk. He struggled to think clearly. Rationally he knew he should leave and wait until he was in a calmer frame of mind. Going home was the right thing to do. He should step away and review his actions.

Instead Varyk’s hands clenched about her waist. She was back in his arms where she belonged. On the heels of that stunning revelation, he stiffened, drawing Inez’s gaze. She didn’t belong to him.

“Varyk, be honest with me. What’s this about?”

The appeal in her gaze forced the truth from him. Unashamed of his sexuality and hoping she’d agree, he stated it all with raw candor. “I want you. I wake at night thinking of you. My dreams focus on how tight and wet you were in that pit.” He licked his lips, staring at the pink bow of her mouth. “There are so many things I still want to do as I make you scream my name.”

“Varyk,” she murmured, voice low and eyes liquid soft.

The words continued to pour out. “My cock longs to fill you again. I want your nails digging in my back as you pump your hips against mine, thighs wrapped tight about my waist.”

Inez shuddered. Varyk felt the ripple as it rolled through her. It only served to spike his desire further. “Will you come back with me, Inez?”

He sensed her capitulation before she answered. “Yes.”

Varyk dropped his forehead to hers and closed his eyes. Now he trembled. With relief. He panted lightly as he murmured, “What you do to me.”

Then because he felt the need to warn her, Varyk added, “It won’t be like the first time. I’m going to fuck you hard. Fuck you the way I wanted to that night, until you scream. Nod if you’re on board with that.”

What had gotten into him? Was his intent to scare her off? Luckily, Inez nodded. Varyk concentrated on a specific spot and teleported them. A squeal escaped from her at the suddenness of his actions, pulling a smile from Varyk. He caressed the side of her face as he straightened. He didn’t need to glance around to visually confirm their location.

He’d ported them to his bedroom, his goal to have her all to himself, undisturbed. Choosing not to cover his nudity, Varyk lowered Inez to the fresh sheets, coming down over her without a break in their physical connection.

Beneath him she held still, didn’t bother squirming to get free. Her teeth played with her bottom lip, a rosy hue to her cheeks. The scent of her desire grew, saturating the air. His cock jerked as blood filled it to painful proportions.

“You want this too. Admit it, Inez. I need to hear it again.”

Much to Varyk’s surprise, he managed to restrain himself to wait for her answer when his Dracol clawed at him to take take take.

She was his. Ours. Theirs.

Clearly confusion ruled his thoughts concerning her. Varyk shook his head, hair falling about his face. A growl rumbled up from his chest. “Inez.”

She lifted her right leg and curled it over his hip. Her hands stroked over his shoulders as she met his stare head on. “I want this, Varyk. And you. I want you.”

Thank the Goddess. The sight of her spread out before him tempted. Varyk settled his weight between the slight opening made by her position on his bed. Pushing back the strands of hair clinging to her cheek, Varyk lowered his head and kissed Inez. Her lips parted on a gasp and his tongue eased forward. Stroke for stroke, he tasted her mouth and groaned in satisfaction. But he craved more.

Varyk pulled back, eyeing the clothing she wore. Inez tipped her head back, smiling, encouraging. “What’s wrong?”

“You’re overdressed.”

For some reason this amused her and a chuckle floated free. “Mmm. Do something about it, King Varyk.”

Now she teased. Varyk ducked his head to hide his grin and focused on the problem at hand. Easy solution. Fabric ripped as he tore the shirt from her body. Plump breasts spilled forth, nipples like turgid peaks calling to him. “Beautiful.”

Making good on his appreciation, Varyk sucked one bud into his mouth while his hands worked to free her lower half from the pants keeping him from the ultimate prize.

Moans, groans and an occasional growl broke through. Between the ground and his refusal to move away, Varyk could only get Inez’s pants partway down. He didn’t care. He palmed her warm center, his fingers delving through her slick center in a smooth caress.

“Oh, Varyk. It feels good. Don’t stop.”

He let her nipple slip from his mouth and pinched the tip of the other then drew the crinkled brown flesh between his teeth while he added a second finger below. Inez cried out and arched up. “Yes!”

The movement lifted her hips, helping him slide the material free and down her knees. Inez kicked them the rest of the way, then buried her hands in his hair and dragged him closer. He could have suckled at her breasts for the rest of the evening and never grown tired.

Inez had other ideas. “Fill me, Varyk. Give me your cock.”

Hunger drove him to join with her. Denying himself another taste, another piece of the haven she offered was impossible. Varyk rocked back, the sting at his scalp as she reluctantly released him its own form of pleasure. The thick head of his cock slid between her folds. Inez arched up on a moan, her legs spreading wide in invitation.

Varyk bit down on the need to beg. To admit his intense obsession for this female-this one woman he wanted to fly with in climax.

“Inez.” Her name slipped past his guard.

She opened her eyes glazed and glowing with the same need. The sight alone tore into Varyk as he thrust forward. His cock plunged inter her heated depths and Varyk shouted. Skin slapped against skin. Sweat built on his body. So much pleasure. It was beyond belief.

Faster and faster, Varyk pumped, teeth gritted in sweet agony. Wetness soaked his shaft, his fringed length vibrating. More sweat trickled down the sides of his face.

“Varyk, I need more!” Inez ran her hands over his mantle and Varyk quivered from the heightened sensations.

He gave her more and her slick channel began a rhythmic sucking. In and out, each stroke pulling him toward release. Then he felt it. Tiny pricks breaking the surface of the skin on his back from her nails. Females couldn’t shift like males and none had deadly claws like his sister, but as Inez’s passion deepened so did her touch.

The rougher she became, the more Varyk enjoyed it. She wasn’t a pliant bed partner. No, this feisty female participated fully and he loved it. “Yes. Fuck, yes.”

“Faster, Varyk. Harder.”

Bracing his hands on the bed, Varyk leveled his weight up and gave her what she wanted. What he’d promised.

 

***

 

Unable to withstand the building pressure, Inez screamed as Varyk moved above her. Thick and hard, his shaft slid in and out, his hair dusted thighs pinning her in place. She locked her legs about his hips and held on for the ride of her life. Never before had a male drawn this response from her and this included their first time together.

Muscles clenched and unclenched, her abdomen flexing as she worked herself against him in search of release. Close. Like a burning flame almost within reach, her orgasm taunted.

“Fuck, fuck!” Head bowed, Varyk grunted above her, his eyes closed and the veins of his neck stretched taut.

“Almost, almost…almost there, Varyk.” She chanted mindless words and broken pleas.

Scales sprouted down the outside of his arms from shoulder to wrists. His teeth locked in a painful grimace as he thrust over and over. Streams of green hair fell over his brow obscuring his eyes, but Inez felt the heat of his stare.

“Come on, Inez. Get there. Come. Bathe my aching cock in your release.”

The low muttered commands tipped her over and the climax powered into Inez. Her body twisted about mashing their groins together as she cried out again and again. Varyk’s hoarse shout echoed around them, as he spurted inside before falling on top of her.

Body shaking, Inez held him, rubbing her hands up and down his back though her arms were limp and trembling. Varyk’s heart slammed hard enough she felt the booms against her breasts. He groaned and weakly rolled to the side. Inez blinked up at the ceiling, trying to catch her breath.

The best sex of her life and it was with a male from the Green Dracol. Not just any male, but the fucking king. Inez cursed and curled to her side. Her gaze landed on her shirt. She vaguely recalled kicking her pants off somewhere.

“Again.”

Varyk spoke in a quiet voice. Inez looked up their gazes holding, but she couldn’t read what was in his amber stare. “I should probably go.”

“Not yet.” Varyk rolled toward her and planted his hands beside her head. Breath stirred the sensitive curve of her ear as he nuzzled the side of her neck. “I haven’t had my fill yet.”