Fire licked through Drago as he parted Carly’s legs, opening her to his touch. Her responsiveness to him solidified his certainty that she was his mate, the one destined to stand by his side as his partner. The red threads of their connection danced along his fingertips and across the inside of her thighs.

Drago’s breath made the threads swirl in delicate circles. The heat from his breath drew a moan from Carly and she shifted impatiently under his hands, her hips slightly rising off the bed. Following the line of red threads, Drago slid his fingers through the soft, tight, brown curls covering the triangle of her mound. He was rewarded when her legs opened wider. Sliding his other hand up under her, he pressed a hot, open mouth kiss to her left thigh before he nipped it.

“Oh, for goodness sake, will you quit tormenting me!” Carly growled, lifting her legs and placing them over his shoulders. “I am so thinking of revenge if you continue to tease me for too long.”

Drago couldn’t contain the chuckle that escaped him at her impatient threat. His body was feeling the throb of impatience. It would appear his little thief was going to be a demanding lover – something he would not complain about.

“Did I mention dragons are very tactile creatures?” he teased.

“Did I mention that I am too?” Carly retorted on a loud moan.

“Goddess!”

The word slipped out of Drago before he could contain it. The thought of Carly’s hands running all over his body created a visual image that challenged his promise to himself to give her pleasure first before seeking his own.

Carly pressed her heels into his shoulders, pulling him forward. Drago did not need a second invitation. His fingers slid through the tight curls and down along the slick folds. She opened for him like the petals of a flower and he bent forward to savor her like a bird sipping the nectar from the rich fruits that grew from the vines.

Drago ran his tongue over the taut nub that swelled under his teasing. He was rewarded by Carly’s strangled cry and trembling body. His fingers slid between her moistening folds.

Drago kept his attention focused on every response, pausing when she stiffened, continuing when she moaned and relaxed. He slowly worked one, then another finger into her, stretching her so that when he entered her, she would feel pleasure and not pain. He didn’t stop his tender caresses until her body stiffened and her wild cries grew louder and she came around his fingers.

He continued stroking and sucking on her, drawing her orgasm out until she frantically reached for him. Releasing her, he gently slid her legs off of his shoulders and moved up her body. He pressed hot kisses against her stomach as he slowly worked his way up her writhing form. When he reached her taut nipples, he couldn’t resist capturing each one in his mouth.

Carly raised her hands, burying them in his hair and pulling him down to her even as she rose to meet him. He sucked on each rosy peak until they were the size of small pebbles. His own breath caught when Carly wrapped her legs around his waist and aligned her desire swollen entrance with his cock. The heat and slickness from her orgasm brushed against his swollen, over-sensitized head and he groaned loudly from the pulsing need to thrust his hips forward.

He released her right nipple and gazed down between their bodies where he was connected with her before he shifted his gaze to hers. Her eyes were clear, brilliant, melted pools of liquid mahogany. In their dark depths, he could see his reflection. His face was taut and his eyes flaming with need and desire.

“I want you, Drago,” Carly said in a gentle voice, sliding one hand down to caress his face.

Drago’s arms trembled for a moment. “Then you shall have me, little thief,” he replied.

He kept his gaze on her face as he slowly pushed forward. Her orgasm coated his cock. He could feel the muscle in his jaw twitching when her body wrapped around his, pulling him in and fitting like a glove, fisting him. Every inch was sweet torture and pure bliss. Lowering his body down so that he could slide his arms under her and hold her closer, he buried himself deep inside her.

“Sweet goddess, but you have stolen my heart,” Drago murmured in a strained voice as he pressed his face against her left cheek.

Carly’s arms wrapped around his head and she began moving her hips. The friction of her movements along his cock sent bursts of overwhelming pleasure through him. His body ignited with the fire of his dragon and the desire to claim Carly as his.

Wrapping his arms more firmly around her, his hips took over the rhythm of their primitive dance. He moved faster and faster, the heat between their connection and the slickness of their desire making his thrusts easier even as his cock thickened even more. Pain and pleasure exploded through him when Carly turned her face into his shoulder and bit him. The feel of her teeth was enough to snap his control.

“I want more, Carly,” Drago groaned.

“Me… too,” Carly breathed out.

Drago wanted to bring Carly to another orgasm. The need to have her completely melted with pleasure under his touch was more instinctive than his need to fulfill his own desires. His mate would always come first. Her desires, her needs, her wants would always be his primary concern.

Rolling, he pulled Carly with him so that she was lying on top of him. Her gasp and the way her eyes widened told him that she had not been expecting his quick move or that such a position would cause his cock to sink deep into the very depths of her womb. The position gave her power, but also allowed him to gaze up at her beauty and freed his hands to explore her swaying breasts.

“You were made for me, Carly,” Drago swore, reaching out to cup both of her breasts.

Carly nodded in agreement. Her eyes were half closed with pleasure and she was leaning forward with her hands kneading his chest as she rode him. Drago rose up, pressing her breasts together, and captured both of her nipples. He sucked deeply and was rewarded by her thighs clamping down on his and her heated feminine core pulsing around him. His hips began a strong, rhythmic thrusting.

Drago felt the pressure building in Carly again. This time, he waited until she had peaked before he released the nearly nonexistent control he had on his body. His seed pulsed deep into her, compelled by the spasms of her orgasm. Locked together, they clung to each other before he melted back against the pillows, pulling her with him.

“Wow!” Carly shakily whispered against his neck.

“Wait until the next time,” Drago chuckled.

He was rewarded with another nip, this time to his neck. His cock pulsed, reminding him that he had a lot of time to make up for. Rolling again, he captured each of Carly’s wrists in his grasp and gazed down at her with a wicked smile.

“What…?” Carly asked, startled.

“Now, I take my time with you,” he stated.

“Oh, boy! I really have fallen into a fantasy,” Carly breathed with a happy grin.