Violet
They collapsed onto the couch, a glass of red wine in her hand, a freshly cracked bottle of beer in his.
“Cheers.”
Ivore smiled, lifted his bottle and the glass clinked together softly. “Cheers, my love,” he said softly, staring directly at her.
The way his navy-blue eyes looked deep within her every time he did that never ceased to make her stomach flip-flop. It was a wonderful feeling, like realizing your crush liked you for the first time. And she got to experience it over and over again.
“Ivore, I just want to thank you for all your help. I know you’ll wave it all off, say it’s because you invested your money, blah blah. But I want you to know that it has meant a lot to me.”
He looked away, and if his pale skin had one fault, it was that it easily betrayed him when he was embarrassed. Such as now. Hints of red in his cheeks told her the truth, even as he sipped his beer to try and play it cool. He was a big softy on the inside.
“You don’t have to say anything It wasn’t a big deal.”
She set her wine glass down. “I know. That’s why I’m not going to say anything at all.” While Ivore watched, she reached down and pulled her shirt over her head.
He remained speechless as she stood, her bra falling to the side as well. Violet bit her lip, nervous, but still he didn’t speak.
“Look, I know it was a long day at the store, but you can say something now,” she teased.
Ivore swallowed a sip of beer, his eyes never leaving her body. “Spectacular,” he said at last.
Suitably impressed with his reaction, she continued to strip. “Unless you start taking those clothes off as well, mister, this is going to turn into a lap dance, and that’s going to cost you even more money.”
Violet had never seen Ivore move so fast before. One moment he was on the couch, staring at her body clad in nothing but a black thong, the next he was upright, completely naked, beer bottle still wobbling on the side table.
“How did…”
“Dragon power, baby,” he muttered, picking her up and carrying her into her bedroom.
They were at her place for this very reason. Andria was over at Cowl’s, giving them the place to themselves. Ivore still shut the door, out of habit or just in case, she wasn’t sure. But the sight of him naked as he laid her back onto the bed was more than enough to distract her.
“Are you sure you’re ready?” he asked, lying down next to her, propped up on one elbow. “You know I want this, but I don’t want you to feel like you have to do this to thank me.”
She smiled. “I know. It’s abrupt. But just because I haven’t been ready to have sex with you, doesn’t mean I haven’t been in a constant state of arousal. I need this as much as I want it, Ivore. I made the decision before today started. Even if it had been a dismal failure for the business, I still view us as a success.”
He leaned in, using his free hand to pull her close, lips pressing together. She rolled into him, shivering as his skin touched her and she molded to his shape. Warmth erupted from everywhere she touched, enveloping her in a cocoon of heat.
“I view us as a success too,” he said, parting long enough to speak.
Violet’s eyes rolled up as he dragged his fingers down her back, over her hips, and then dipped between her legs. The feeling of his hand as he stroked her inner thigh was almost too much to bear. “Please,” she gasped. “I don’t need teasing tonight. I need you. Take me, Ivore. I’m strong. I can handle it.”
Even before she was finished speaking his palm grasped her upper leg and pushed her down fully onto her back. It slid up her skin, perfect parts rough and gentle all at once. She needed to be taken, and Ivore was doing just that. His kiss had been more than enough to ignite her fire, and now she was ravaged by flames as his digits slid through her folds, finding all of the most sensitive places.
Violet shuddered, pulling his face into her chest, guiding his mouth until it found one of her nipples. “Yesss.” The word came out in a hiss as teeth bit down gently on the tip of her breast at the same moment.
Ivore knew just how to play her body, striking all the right notes with his mouth and his fingers. She’d known from the instant he touched her that it wouldn’t take long for her to come, and mere minutes later her body shook and trembled as Ivore sent her over the edge. His fingers slowed in time with her body, until he withdrew as she lay there gasping for air and trying to recover.
The view of the ceiling was eclipsed as Ivore moved between her legs. She stared down the length of her soft, curvy body at all the hard muscle and sharp edges of his. Violet was treating him like eye candy and she didn’t give a damn.
“You are hot,” she stated, her eyes trailing down over his firm stomach and below.
He was big, too. On his knees, her legs spread around him, he leaned down to kiss her some more. Violet instinctively pushed her hand between them, wrapping it around his hard shaft, feeling him pulse under her touch. She loved that feeling of control, of knowing he would do whatever she wanted right then.
It just so happened that what she wanted him to do right then was her. Eventually the rocking of her hips against him and the whimpering as he teased her incessantly got the point across.
“I’ve never seen you like this,” he murmured into her ear, hips pulled back, the tip of his cock pressed against her opening, feeling her wetness pooled there.
“We’re just getting started,” she replied, thrusting her hips up at him, capturing as much as she could. Her walls groaned in protest at the sudden object between them, but moments later they relaxed, and pleasure flowed freely after that.
They lay rocking against one another, barely speaking for an unknown amount of time. It could have been five minutes, or an hour, Violet didn’t know, and she didn’t care. Her entire world, her entire focus, was on Ivore and the lovemaking going on between them. She swept her up in a tide of good feelings, promising in words and actions to never let her down.
“I love you,” she whispered suddenly, the words catching her off guard.
Ivore stopped kissing her, resting his forehead against hers, staring at her even as his hips thrust slowly into hers. “I love you, Violet Walker. My mate. My everything.”
She shivered.
“Are you cold?”
“No. I just like the way you said that. It sounded…permanent.”
Ivore’s face lit up. “That’s because it is.”
“Good.” Another thought occurred to her. “Ivore?”
He had just started to thrust some more, but now he paused completely. “Yes?”
“What about…um. You know. Kids? Can we? Is that a thing? I know you’re mostly human, but um, is your…well…you know?”
Her love chuckled, an interesting feeling when he was inside her. “Oh yes, everything is very much compatible. The change doesn’t occur until puberty. Now, if you don’t mind, how about we finish, ah, practicing, then we can talk?”
It was her turn to laugh, and she pulled him back down to her. “Only if you promise me one thing?”
“Anything for you.”
“Not that you need it, but—” she moaned as he filled her completely with one smooth motion. “But we’re going to do lots of practicing to make sure we get it right, okay?”
“I think I can handle that. Now hush.” To ensure she did he kissed her some more.
Moments later, she lost all ability to speak as Ivore truly took control.