The Dragon's Heart (Lochguard Highland Dragons 3)

With her pupils flashing, she murmured, “Hurry up.”

Not wanting to keep his woman waiting any longer, Ross inched his way inside. Lorna might not be a virgin, but it had been a while, and he didn’t want to hurt her.

As if reading his mind, Lorna growled, “Don’t you dare be delicate with me, Ross. I want the fire and passion I know is there.”

Lowering his head, Ross nipped Lorna’s bottom lip. “As you wish.”

Thrusting the rest of the way inside, Lorna moaned and grabbed his biceps. She dug in her nails, and something primal sparked inside Ross.

He moved his hips and increased his pace with each movement. He loved the way Lorna gripped his cock with just the right amount of pressure.

However, he wanted to feel more than just his cock inside his dragonwoman. Transferring his weight to his left arm, Ross cupped Lorna’s breast and squeezed. The large, warm flesh was softer than he’d imagined.

But touching wasn’t enough. He pinched her hard nipple between his fingers and Lorna moaned. “Yes.”

Sucking her nipples and worrying them with his teeth would have to wait. Ross needed to make Lorna his. The desire to hear her scream as she came only pushed his hips faster.

Yet as the pressure built at the base of his spine, Ross gritted his teeth. He wouldn’t come like a lad of fifteen before Lorna. His dragonwoman deserved better.

He glided his hand down Lorna’s soft stomach to the hair at the juncture of her thighs. Finding her hard nub, Ross rubbed it in firm circles. Lorna squirmed her hips below him. When she dug her nails further into his skin, Ross wanted to let go.

Thankfully, Lorna screamed his name and arched her back. As she gripped and released his cock, Ross roared and stilled inside her. Pleasure raced and crashed through his body as he finally made Lorna MacKenzie his own.

Once she had wrung every last drop out of him, Ross collapsed on top of her.

For a short while, they both merely lay there, breathing heavily. Then Lorna’s nails lightly traced

his back as she purred, “You still have a few tricks left in you, old man.”

With a grunt, Ross rolled to the side and took Lorna with him. The dragonwoman laid half on his chest, which gave him the perfect opportunity to grab her arse cheek and squeeze. “I’m more interested in seeing your tricks, love.”

Lorna raised her head. “I thought we had a deal? I cook and you give me fantastic sex.”

“So you think it’s fantastic, aye? Good to know. Maybe it’ll make all the dragonmen jealous.”

“Don’t you dare go bragging to the public, Ross Anderson. What happens in this bed is private.”

Ross swept Lorna’s long hair over her shoulder and then traced her collarbone. “So does that give me leave to do whatever I wish as long as I don’t go havering on about it?”

Leaning down, Lorna whispered into his ear, “I can’t answer that question yet. I need to see more of your moves to make a better-informed decision.”

He chuckled. “You just want me to do all of the work.”

Lorna moved to straddle his hips, her lovely curves in full view. Not waiting for a reply, he traced her breast, her waist, and the stretch marks on her belly. Meeting Lorna’s gaze, he noticed her expression had shuttered. She was hiding something. “Tell me what’s on your mind, love.”

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Lorna was raring to go another round with her human. The things that man could do with his fingers made her skin burn.

Then he studied her body and lingered on her belly, and Lorna’s confidence faded. Between wrinkles and stretch marks, she wondered how Ross found her beautiful at all.

Her dragon huffed. Remember our talk before, about self-confidence? We’re gorgeous. Accept it.

As she tried to think of how to reply, Ross’s voice interrupted her thoughts. “Tell me what’s on your mind, love.”

Looking down at her human, Lorna saw concern in his gaze. Her dragon chimed in again. You’re being foolish, and I don’t like it.

Ross stroked her back in slow circles, and she sighed. “I just wish I’d met you years ago.”