The Dragon's Need (Tahoe Dragon Mates 2)

Damn, he loved that she asked for what she wanted, without embarrassment. He kissed her quickly and turned off the water. "Then let's hurry. I won't take you in the shower for your first time." He winked. "I'll save that for later, when you can handle me being a little rough."

She snorted. "I thought being near tile was a concussion danger zone, or something?"

His eyes turned heated. "Not if I'm in charge, your dragon is contained, and I'm taking you against the wall."

"Oh," she murmured.

Grabbing a towel, he quickly dried her off and then himself. Without another word, he scooped her up and exited the bathroom. She stated, "I can walk, you know."

"Of course you can. But let me show a little strength to try and impress my dragonwoman. I can handle you being stronger than me, but not by much."

She caressed his bicep. "Oh, I know. And eventually, I'll lick every one of your muscles, too."

His cock let out another drop of moisture.

He had no idea how Gabriela Santos knew exactly the right thing to turn him on, but she did. Every time.

Laying her on the bed, he crawled over her. "Ready, my lady?"

She smiled. "Why yes, my dear knight." She lowered her voice. "Just don't try to kill the dragon, okay?"

He chuckled and leaned down, closer to her lips. "Never. I need you in one piece."

His mind added, For many years to come.

Pushing aside where the hell that had come from, he closed the distance and took Gaby's lips again.

Not for the first time, Gaby was glad her true mate was human and not a dragon-shifter.

If she had kissed a dragon-shifter true mate, then they'd still be going at it, at the whimsy of one beast or the other, both of them probably unable to control their dragons long enough to do what had just happened in the shower.

Never had Gaby imagined a simple shower being so damn erotic.

Ryan may be a little more considerate than she'd expected, but holy hell, he knew how to use his tongue and make her scream.

And as he framed her body, on his hands and knees above her on the bed, she burned to have him inside her. Any lingering pain be damned.

Then he kissed her, and Gaby reached up to pull him down, loving the feel of his weight and heat over her.

She consciously parted her legs farther, loving how his hard dick pressed against her belly. It took everything she had not to raise her hips and beg.

Not just because she pulsed between her thighs, either. Her dragon had stopped fighting, almost as if she would stay calm as long as they were having sex.

Which suited Gaby just fine. This was her first time, not her dragon's.

Ryan released her lips and kissed her forehead, her cheek, her jaw, and the side of her neck before murmuring, "Why does it feel as if I could never get enough of you? Do you have some sort of spell over me?"

She ran her hands down his back until she could grip his muscled ass in her hands. "No, dragons don't have magical powers or special pheromones. Those are all silly rumors, probably started by dragon groupies to explain their behavior."

Ryan lightly bit where her shoulder met her neck, and Gaby arched her back, loving how her hard nipples pressed against his firm chest.

He moved down, flicking his tongue against her nipple. "I almost want to call you a liar, but I'll just put it up to you being the woman I was waiting for this whole time."

She was aware—just barely, as she had trouble breathing whenever Ryan flicked her nipple with his tongue—how it was probably just the sex making him say that, but she didn't care. "Then show me just how much you want that kind of female, the one meant for you."

His hand snaked down to between her thighs. As he stroked her opening, she parted her legs even more, loving his long fingers against her most sensitive flesh. He growled. "You're so fucking wet already."

"For you, Ryan. I want you."