Her green silk comforter was adorably rumpled, as if she’d bypassed making the bed that morning. God, she was so perfect.
“Let me make love to you,” he said again. “Let me show you how great I can be in reality.”
“Yes, oh yes,” she said, her breath a soft whisper against his neck. “I want you, Aidan.”
“And I want you.”
He crushed his mouth to hers and claimed those petal soft lips.
The kiss was frenzied yet tender, passionate yet soft. He slid his tongue across the seam of her lips until she parted them slightly, and then he dove in.
She tasted of orange juice and spice. Of beauty and passion. And his soul surrendered to her in that very kiss.
The bonding…
He couldn’t complete the bonding.
But was it too late? Could the bonding be completed with a mere kiss?
He stopped thinking. He just felt. His cock rose in his jeans, yearning to escape and plunge into her wetness.
And she was wet for him already. Her yellow rose musk wafted through the air, rousing his superior dragon sense of smell.
“I want you, baby,” he whispered against her lips. “I want you so much. Please tell me you want me too.”
“I do,” she said. “I want you so much, Aidan.”
He lowered her onto the bed and began undressing her slowly. First, he unbuttoned her white cotton blouse and shoved it over her shoulders. Then her bra, and those rosy breasts sprang free. God, how gorgeous she was! He couldn’t help himself. He lowered his lips to one red nipple and kissed it lightly. It hardened under his lips. So he kissed it again, and again, and then he flicked his tongue across the hard bud.
“God, yes,” she sighed. That feels so good.
“Mmm, your nipples are beautiful and delicious, baby.” He feasted on the other one while rolling the first nipple between his thumb and forefinger.
She groaned and moaned. “Yes, Aidan. God, yes. That feels so good. Suck them, Aidan. Please suck my hard nipples.”
He pulled one nipple between his lips and tugged and then added his teeth with little nips. Her hips rose off the bed in invitation. And that scent—that wonderful heady nutmeg scent of her wet pussy.
He glided his fingers down her soft tummy as he continued to suck her nipple. He worked the snap of her jeans free and then glided one hand underneath her panties and between her thighs.
God yes, she was so wet.
“Wet for me, baby. So wet for me.”
“Aidan, I want you.”
“And you will have me.”
Reluctantly, he let the nipple drip. With ease, he eliminated her jeans and panties and then spread her legs. She glistened. Her folds and her pussy glistened with her cream. He swiped his tongue across her slit slowly, savoring her unique flavor. Mmm. Only one woman for him.
This—this perfection, this nirvana—this was what finding your one mate felt like. Every other woman he’d tasted seemed like mere sugar compared to Kristen’s melange of sweet and spicy flavors against his tongue. Honey, sweet citrus, nutmeg and cloves, earthy musk, and just a hint of jasmine. Every aroma and flavor that had ever enticed him lived here in her pussy. He could eat her forever and never get enough of her.
She wriggled under him, and he tongued her clit. “You like that baby?”
She moaned in reply, grinding against his mouth. He licked her some more, loving her sweet nectar. Then he inserted a finger, and then another, searching for—and finding, according to her moan—her G spot. He thrust against the soft anterior of her walls as she writhed. He loved to finger a woman. Nothing, not even a cock, could make a woman come like his fingers could. Her wetness gushed out at him.
“More, Aidan, more,” she begged.
He inserted a third finger and continued his thrusts, stretching her. She winced at first but continued writhing, her sweet pussy accommodating his three fingers.
She begged for more and he added the fourth, nearly fisting her.
His Kristen was so small, so delicate, but she took it all and continued moaning. God, she was hot. God, she was sexy.
As much as he loved fingering a women, he’d never gotten a whole fist in. He had big hands, after all. But she continued to moisten with each thrust. Maybe…just maybe…he could give an amazing gift to her while pleasing himself as well.
“You okay, baby?”
“God, yes, Aidan. It’s amazing. Is it going to feel this good with your cock inside me?”
“Even better, baby. I promise.” He continued his work. “You want more, baby?”
“Yes, please.”
He worked his fist inside of her tight pussy. Her walls clamped around him, sucking him in, and he imagined how her tightness would feel around his cock.
God, it would be heaven.
She groaned. Winced a little and then continued thrusting her hips.
“That’s so good, Aidan. God, I’m so full. It’s so good.”