Chapter Nine
Edmund found a clearing, not far into the trees away from the trail near the house. He laid her upon a soft bed of moss, in the cover of the ferns and sweet smells of the cedars and pine. Above them, the twinkling of a million stars like flickering candles.
He’d wanted her since he caught her sweet vanilla scent at the gallery, but not in the woods, not when it was his mate’s first time.
He’d laid against the dark moss and mulched earth for several nights envisioning her long tresses, wide blue eyes, and soft skin wrapped around him.
A slow sexy smile curved his lips. Taking off her glasses, those long lashes blinking for her eyes to bring him in focus. Glasses aside, he stretched out beside her. Holding her gaze, he made quick work of her bra as he bent and swirled his tongue across her nipple.
She dropped her head back, sinking her fingers in his hair. Every hot tug of his mouth brought little noises from her throat.
Cassandra moaned, intent on kissing him, but he held strong. Flickering the tip of her breast with his tongue, running his hand down to cup her ass. His body burned hotter as she squirmed against him.
He took his time, sucking her, nipping her, squeezing her ass.
Then he kissed her, cupping her breast, brushing his thumb across her nipple.
He tossed her bra aside. Her hands tugging at his belt. he brushed them aside. She found his cock, bulged against his jeans. Taking her hands, he raised them above her head and held them there. “Trust me, luv, you don’t want to rush this.”
Arching she exposed her breast like a sweet dessert he intended to enjoy right down to the last lick. Slowly.
Satisfaction curled through him as Cassandra moaned, reinforcing his dragon’s need to dominate. It took all his control not to flip her over on her belly and thrust into her from behind.
Her scent of arousal filling his head, tempting him. Desperate as he was for her, she wasn’t ready for him. Not yet.
She tasted so sweet.
He released her to get his hand inside her wet panties. He slid a finger under the edge. Such a thin strap of fabric and it slid easily down her hips.
“Edmund,” she breathed when his finger found her clit. She quivered with every pass of his touch. “Please,” she moaned. “Please.”
He pulled away, her eyes dark with passion, she watched as he shed his jeans. His cock stood, ramrod straight, and that look in her eyes. Widening. Innocent. Nearly made him explode.
He eased off her panties. Kneeling between them, he primed her with his finger. Softly, he circled her clit, thrusting his finger in and out of her. Her hips rocked with each slow retreat of his finger.
“Damn, you’re so hot,” he groaned, sliding up the length of her body. He palmed her breast. She reached up, tugging him by the shoulders, burying her hands in his hair. So close, she bucked against his hand.
It was difficult keeping his own desires at bay while trying to prepare her to receive him.
Breathing heavily, he pulled back his hand, laying his hand on her hip. His forehead touching hers. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
He hadn’t prepared for Cassandra’s unpredictable eagerness. “I’m a big girl. I can take it.”
That, and her rising hips pressing his cock into her wet folds was all the convincing he needed.
“Claim me. Make me yours.”
“Ah Cassandra…” he breathed, as he slid his aching cock inside her.
His tip pressed against her maidenhead. He was so large inside her, stretching to accommodate him. She gasped. He kissed her nose, her lips, her neck. “Forgive me, but to gain pleasure there is always a moment of pain.”
Edmund bit down on her shoulder. She impaled herself on him with a sharp cry, taking in the full length of him. He kissed the bite on her shoulder. Nuzzling her neck, kissing her lips until he heard her sigh.
He gathered her against him. Trying to hold her, give her time, but then she wrapped her legs around his hips, drawing him closer insider her body. Drawing their souls together as one.
“Cassandra... I can’t… I need to,” Edmund gasped. She moved beneath him, rocking him back and forth inside her hot sleeve, seeking her own pleasure. A roar of pure dragon need inflamed his blood and charged his senses, intensifying the sensation as he lunged forward feeding his hunger for her.
He buried his face in her hair, while reaching down between those soft curls between her legs to find her sensitive nub. She met him thrust after thrust.
She clawed at him, digging her fingers into his shoulders and back, no longer in control of where she touched him.
And then, like a star shooting across the velvet sky, they spiraled down from the heavens together. Bodies entwined, breathing ragged, their hearts pounding in unison, they lay nestled on the soft earth.
Edmund rolled her over, so she lay on his chest. Clinging to the humid air was the musky scent of their mating.
“Cassandra.” He pushed her dark hair away from her face.
“Edmund,” Cassandra sighed in reply.
“I will love you for centuries.”
Her head jerked up. Her gaze met his. “Centuries?”
He kissed her. “You are a part of me now. Can you not feel it?”
Her soft gasp, made him chuckle as he grew hard inside her.