Angus shook his head and pinched himself, certain he was dreaming. He was mated to Keira, finally. It was surreal. The emptiness that had gnawed at his insides was replaced by purpose and love. His heart skipped a beat, and he tugged a lock of green hair that had fallen out of Keira’s up-do. The smile she shot his way twisted his stomach. This incredibly sexy sea dragon was.

His arm wound around Keira’s waist as he listened to Zander fill them in on the troubles at Zeum. Izzy was still a target of the demons, and the intimidating angel by Izzy’s side confirmed the severity of the situation.

Rami’s sword was strapped between giant black wings. The male stood on alert, ready to attack if needed. Angus wondered if Rami’s scowl was about the dangers to Izzy, or the fact Elsie no longer belonged to him.

“Let’s skip the rest of this party,” Keira mentally murmured to Angus, interrupting his contemplations. Dragons were capable of mind-speak, but the communication mates shared was a deeper level of intimacy, and his voracious mate sent a mental image of what she wanted to do.

Instantly, Angus forgot about everything but the erection straining against his zipper. The love Keira sent him along their bond rivaled her naughty desires. Angus was more than ready to make love to her, and was tempted to throw her over his shoulder, and take her to their rooms. Unfortunately, they were in the middle of their mating celebration, and couldn’t leave yet. He wondered how pissed Legette and Declan would be if they disappeared. Angus concluded he didn’t give a shit. He needed to have Keira now.

Angus watched as Keira examined their glass sculpture. “Do you like it?” he murmured, bending down to kiss her cheek. He felt her shudder, and his body responded.

“I love it, and I know exactly where we’ll put it,” Keira replied, and leaned against his body as he wrapped his arms around her waist.

“Och, I think you should show me now. Hold it tight, love,” he declared and spun her around, quickly lifting her over his shoulder.

“Aaaaaangus!” she yelled as she tried to keep her breasts from falling out of the top of her dress and hold onto the glass at the same time. Angus took off towards the castle with his mate in tow. He heard Zander and Elsie laughing while Mack cheered them on. Even Keira’s brother and father teased them as they passed.

When they stepped inside Tatenen, he put her down and handed the piece of glass to Declan. “Guard this with your life, and doona disturb us,” he ordered, and scooped Keira into his arms, taking the stairs two at a time as they rushed upstairs.

Keira didn’t waste a second as she nibbled his ear. His groan filled the hall as he hurried to their bedroom. “You’d better keep moving, Angus, or I’m stripping right here,” Keira warned.

“Is that supposed to deter me?” Angus asked. “I need to be inside you, and I canna wait.”

“Fine by me, but the staff is watching, and I have no desire to give the females more reason to lust after you. You’re my dragon,” Keira declared.

“Aye, I belong to you. Always have, always will,” Angus promised as he continued at a near sprint.

Keira ripped off his clothes as they went. The designer shirt Zander brought hung in shreds from his shoulders. She clawed at his pants next, and he stopped her hands. “Doona rip those Armani. I miss my favorite designer, and canna run doon to the store to pick up more,” he murmured against her lips.

“Aw, poor high-maintenance dragon,” she teased. “You have two seconds to take them off, or they’re toast. I want you naked,” Keira instructed.

He chuckled and kicked the door shut behind him as soon as they were inside the bedroom. He set her down and shrugged off what was left of his shirt then went to work on his pants. Glancing up, he paused when he noticed she was already naked before him, chest heaving from her pants. Her green dress was a puddle next to her, and her hair was a mess with flowers falling out. She was a Goddess.

“Commando? My King is a naughty, naughty male,” Keira purred when his pants hit the floor and his erection sprung free. His shoes and socks quickly followed.

“Like my Queen, I find underwear confining,” he husked, and she gave him the sexiest look he’d ever seen.

She walked to him, her hips swaying enticingly as she licked her lips. He grabbed her by the ass when she reached striking distance, tugging her close to his body. Angus knew that look, and if she got her mouth around his cock, his plans would go to shit. Not that he minded her licking and sucking, but this night deserved more.

“I like the feel of your hot mouth,” Angus admitted, “but, I like your tight little pussy more.” His lips claimed hers, suffocating her response. Heat exploded between them, and his dragon bellowed fire within.

The kiss was heated and desperate, making them both frantic with need. Breaking the kiss, Angus glanced to swollen lips and hooded eyes, and the sight had him ready to combust. His eyes perused lower and Keira’s nipples puckered under his scrutiny. Slow and sensuous, Angus repeated in his mind, wanting to make love to her slowly and thoroughly. Then again, fast and furious would be fun.

He lowered his head and worshipped her breasts, paying attention to her pert, pink nipples. Her tiny hands fisted his hair, shoving more of the flesh into his mouth. Quickly, her moans turned to growls, and her hands roamed his back. Her fingernails left a wake of flames as she dug deep into his flesh.

Angus’s entire body trembled with desire for Keira. They’d had sex, but it was different now. They were mated and she belonged to him. Forever.

His large hands spanned her rib cage and moved down her abdomen before sliding into the sweetest spot he knew. Her core was hot, wet, and dripping. She responded to his every touch, and it drove him mad.

His finger thrummed her sensitive bundle of nerves, and Keira writhed uncontrollably. Angus halted at her opening, feeling her tremble with need. He liked her on edge, begging for more.

“You belong to me, Turquoise,” Angus whispered in her ear. “This,” he swirled a finger across her engorged nub, “is all mine. You are so verra wet for me.”

“Oh, Gods, you’re going to kill me on our first night as a mated couple, Angus. I want to feel your fire,” Keira demanded as her head fell back, and she hooked a leg around his hip.

Unable to wait any longer, Angus lifted her, placing Keira’s legs around his waist then paused for a delicious second as she rubbed her sex across his shaft. She ground against him, and her juices coated his cock. He reveled in the sensation as he slid through her moist slit.

Angus’s hips had a mind of their own and began thrusting against her. She moaned and writhed, sliding deliciously up and down his length. His cock jerked, needing to pound into her hot sheath. She wasn’t the only one on edge, and the small amount of friction had his balls drawing tight. A distinct tingle raced up his spine, and he was forced to bite his tongue to stop his orgasm.

“Shite, I’m close, love.”

She arched her back and rubbed against him harder, stealing every ounce of control he’d regained. “Take me, Angus. I need you inside me.”

Angus kissed her as he walked them to the bed. The movement tortured his cock further, and heightened his demanding lust. He tossed her to the bed, and she bounced on the mattress.

Before he ravaged her senseless, Angus took a mental snapshot of how she looked. Her long green hair spread across the pillow, turquoise eyes glazed with desire, and her back arched in need. He was one lucky fucking dragon.

“Gods, you are beautiful, love. I want to go slow, but you drive me fucking insane,” Angus admitted, and prowled up the bed.

“Good. I love when you relinquish your position as king, and it’s just male and female, giving and taking what they need. I want you raw and unleashed. I am the one being in the universe who gets that from you,” Keira replied.

Her words hit home. With Keira, Angus could let go of his power and control, giving into his weaknesses. He could be vulnerable because he trusted Keira. She wouldn’t take advantage or betray him. This was the one place where he was simply a male in love with his female.

He positioned his hips between her thighs, and nestled into Keira’s moist haven. She moaned, then sat up and licked his nipple, sucking it into her mouth. It felt so fucking good as her wet tongue explored the area. Angus’s mind went blank as pleasure exploded, and he felt a burning pleasure rock through his body.

“Mmm, my dragon likes that,” she moaned and then grabbed his shaft, stroking its length. The burn intensified wherever she touched. She knew exactly how to take charge. His body quivered with need, and it worsened when she guided the head of his cock to her core.

Angus barely remained focused with his shaft poised at her entrance. Her teeth scraped the sensitive flesh of his nipple, and his mind shattered. Heart pounding, sweat began to pour down his back with the effort to hold back. When she bit down, he came, shooting his hot seed against her flesh.

“Holy shite. What the fuck just happened? I haven’t climaxed that fast since I was a young dragon,” he groaned, trying to control his scorching desire. He may have orgasmed, but it did nothing to diminish his need, or his erection. It remained poised at her entrance, rock solid.

Keira cried out as she writhed, rubbed, and moaned. Angus realized she was close to climax, as well, and he lowered his head to her breast, wanting to show her how it felt. Licking one nipple, and then the other, he took his time, torturing her with his sensual attention. He paused and lifted his head, his hot breaths heating her wet peaks.

Keira grabbed hold of his shaft and urged him on. He stopped her then grabbed her wrists, placing them on the headboard. “Keep them here. I’m going to explore your body before I fuck you until you canna walk,” he ordered, and tweaked her nipple. She grabbed the iron poles of the headboard and arched, mewling her agreeance.

Her small breasts were perfect for him. They filled his palm, and her large rosy nipples made his mouth water. He sucked them in his mouth like a sweet candy sucker. He couldn’t get enough, and his teeth bit down just enough to have Keira bucking against his body.

Trailing lower, Angus toured her abdomen, his tongue licking her belly button. “You’re off mark, dragon. Do you need a map to find my treasure?” she panted.

He smiled at her teasing and placed his face between her legs, inhaling her arousal. Salt and sand mixed into one tantalizing combination. He had to taste her. He eased a finger inside her while his tongue trailed through her slit. “Your taste is addicting,” he murmured, and withdrew his finger, despite her protest.

“Are you sure? Maybe you need another lick. This time suck my…oh, Gods!” Keira cried out when Angus suddenly sucked her clit into his mouth, and devoured her pussy. He swirled his tongue, licking and sucking his fill.

“Yes, don’t stop,” she pleaded, and he felt her body tense. She was almost there, but he didn’t want her to cum just yet.

Unable to hold back much longer, he prowled up her body. His fingers continued to work their magic between her legs, adding more heat with each thrust. He knew he was tormenting her again, driving her to the edge, and he loved the way she lifted her hips, seeking harder penetration. Angus settled his body on top of hers, and she writhed beneath him, shaking the iron bars of the headboard. He loved his wanton creature and couldn’t wait to fill her in every way.

* * *

Keira couldn’t remember feeling this much pleasure. Angus wasn’t her only lover, but he was the only one able to set her body on fire. The feel of his strength against her was empowering. She was surrounded by muscles and musk, and it called to her in every way.

A gasp escaped when his erection nudged her aching core. “I need you, Angus. Now, before I take matters into my own hands,” she warned.

His thumb rubbed her clit again, and nearly sent her over the edge, but it wasn’t enough. She tried to move her hips and add the pressure needed to send her flying.

“Och, there will be none of that. I’m in charge, love,” Angus declared smugly as he held her still with his body.

“Then move that ar…ahhh,” Keira shouted when he thrust deep inside with one stroke. Gods, it felt so good to be filled by him. He pulled back and thrust in again, and her core clamped down on his shaft, and she detonated.

Her back arched, and Angus held tight while her body writhed and spasmed in pleasure. One large hand spanned across her back, and she felt the flame of his dragon beneath his palm. His head bent and licked and teased her nipples, drawing out her climax.

“I think the whole castle heard you, Turquoise. You roared like a Cuelebre.”

“You bring out the beast in me,” she groaned and squeezed her muscles around his length.

There was a freedom and exhilaration with Angus that was indescribable. She’d felt it without her memories, and getting them back reinforced it. She’d been such an idiot to push him away. Being with him in the moment mattered so much more than lost memories.

“Our beasts can play later. And they will, my love,” Angus promised.

She never considered making love in dragon form, but the idea was titillating. She had heard it guaranteed conception.

“Deal,” she panted as her core ached for more.

She wiggled her hips, and he went feral, giving her no pause. He sat up and drew her into his lap. She straddled his hips, his shaft remaining seated inside her. Keira lifted and pushed against his movement.

Angus was long and thick and felt even bigger in this position. He grabbed her shoulders and pulled down roughly while his hips surged upward. The move had his shaft hitting her womb at the perfect angle. It was deep and satisfying.

Sheer ecstasy.