Mated to the Earth Dragon (Elemental Mates 2)

“You planned this,” she accused playfully, even as she pushed her hands beneath his shirt to help him pull it off.

Laughing softly, Damon shook his head in denial. Then his hands were on her hips, sliding around to open her trousers.

Eagerly, she wriggled out of them. Beneath her feet, more daisies were blossoming, tiny green buds unfurling into flowers of white and yellow. But when Damon’s hands slid beneath her shirt to slowly push it upwards, revealing her skin inch by inch, she forgot all about their surroundings.

Damon’s hair brushed her cheek. “I didn’t plan for this. I just hoped that sooner or later, there’d be a moment of peace. Just the two of us.”

“Just me and you,” she breathed, wrapping her arms around his neck.

The grass was soft, warmed by the sun. The blades of grass tickled her skin a little, so that she giggled when he gently pushed her down.

She reached back to unhook her bra. As soon as her breasts were bared to the sun, his mouth found one of her nipples, making her gasp.

A moment later, his hands were pushing down her panties. She bit her lip to silence her moans, wriggling beneath him to get rid of her underwear.

And then, at last, they were skin to skin, with nothing between them.

She ran her fingers over his arms, feeling the muscles shift beneath his skin. His tongue against her nipple made heat rush through her, every touch of his tongue sending energy sizzling along her spine.

Wetness was already dripping from her; she could feel the slickness of her arousal between her thighs.

And there, she could also feel him, hot and hard, his body as eager for this as hers.

She ran her fingers down his back, admiring the bunching muscles as he ripped open the tiny package. His tongue kept teasing her aching nipple as he slipped the condom on.

Everything inside her was aching for him. He’d made her feel so good the last time—better than anyone else ever had.

It had been perfect—but she hadn’t been able to feel him where she’d wanted him the most.

And now, that need flared up again, her body throbbing with desire. She wanted him to claim her. And she wanted to hold him in her arms when he came, to feel that impossibly sexy body tighten with ecstasy as they came together.

He slid between her thighs. His lips left her nipple, his tongue tracing a wet line to her other breast. Then her other nipple was sucked into his mouth. His tongue rasped against the taut bud just as he pushed against her, his hard shaft sliding against her wet folds.

A soft cry escaped her, her hips arching against him in offering—and then he was inside her.

The feeling of him drove the breath from her lungs. For a moment, all she could feel was the sensation of him stretching her. Despite his size, it was not painful at all—just an incredible feeling of fullness and heat.

She trembled around him, moaning as her inner walls clenched around his erection.

Then his hips came forward. As he kept caressing her nipple with his tongue, he thrust into her, again and again. Every time he filled her, she clenched around him, wanting more of him. Her fingers slid over his sweaty skin as she panted for breath. The sensation was incredible.

And then he slipped a hand between their bodies, his fingers aiming straight for her clit.

At the first touch, her entire body shuddered, a wave of heat rolling through her. The orgasm was sharp and abrupt, pulse after pulse making her clench around him as she moaned his name.

And he didn’t stop touching her.

He was still driving himself inside her, claiming her with every stroke that filled her to the core of her being. Before she’d even stopped coming, he gently circled her clit again, the touch gentler this time, but no less insistent.

She moaned almost desperately, her body following his command, pleasure building and building inside her as he kept claiming her.

Digging her nails into his skin, she moaned his name again. Her thighs clenched around his hips as she trembled, held right there at the summit—and then he drove himself into her again, his thumb flicking her clit, and the wave of pleasure broke over her.

The sizzling electricity of it carried her away even as she could feel him reach his own climax. As he throbbed inside her, he muffled his groan against her skin. Damon’s powerful body tensed, his muscles hard as rock against her skin, and she kept clutching at him as her body pulsed around him, echoing his pleasure.

At last, he gently moved off her. He kept his arm around her shoulder to pull her against him, and she released a deep sigh.

She was utterly exhausted, and filled with sudden, overwhelming joy. She’d never felt so good before—so alive, as if his touch had filled every cell in her body with an energy that was even now glowing inside her.