Seducing the Dragon (Stonefire Dragons 2)

Yes, yes, fuck her. If we do it quickly, we have enough time.

But she said only once.

Then ask.

Gritting his teeth, Bram forced himself to ask a different question. “Will you accompany me and agree to be my mate?”

The human stared at him silently. With each passing second, his dragon pushed harder to take control. Don’t lose her. Make her say yes.

Evie’s London tones snapped him from his mind. “As long as you plan to protect me, then yes, I’ll accompany you and be your mate.”

Joy rushed through his body and he lowered his head to kiss her.

The kiss wasn’t meant to be gentle, and he immediately thrust his tongue into her mouth. As he licked and explored every inch of her hot, sweet mouth, he pinched her nipple and reveled in the vibrations of her moan both in his mouth and from the contact against her chest.

Now, now, do it now. We must fuck her and brand our scent more. Don’t let the leader take her.

Only because of years of practice did Bram resist his dragon’s commands. Breaking the kiss, he whispered, “Please, Evie, let me take you from behind quickly or my beast will break free and take you every which way until he’s sated. I want that, too, but I can’t risk the alliance.”

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Evie was having trouble thinking. Between the fit dragonman’s muscled body lying on top of her to his recent domination of her mouth, her lady parts were very much screaming for attention. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she was glad he’d asked her to be his mate. But as Bram asked to fuck her to calm his dragon, any rational thoughts vanished. All she could think about was the cock currently pressing against her. “Then take me, dragonman. Doggy-style—or is it dragon-style?—is one of my favorite positions.”

With a roar, Bram rose off her body, flipped her over, and lifted her hips before he thrust his long, hard cock into her. Evie gripped the sheets and raised her arse. As if signaling to start, Bram pounded into her, no holds barred.

The speed, combined with how his hard cock was hitting her at just the right an

gle, made her moan. The sensation was in that wonderful place on the border of pleasure and pain.

Then her dragonman picked up his pace and she cried out with each thrust. She’d never had a man so completely fill her, let alone fuck her as if this were their last moment on Earth. Sometimes she appreciated special attention to her clit, but at the moment, the sheer power and animalistic nature of Bram’s movements was bringing her close to the edge.

Then he roared and stilled. She felt him orgasm inside her, and pleasure instantly coursed through her body as her pussy started to spasm in time with her clit. Each hot jet inside her brought another orgasm, until she lost all rational thought.

Only when she felt Bram lean over her back and kiss her shoulder did she come down from her high. His arms were tenderly wrapped around her, the hair from his arms and chest tickling her skin. His voice was low and husky as he whispered into her ear, “Thank you.”

Her brain took a second to make a coherent thought before she said, “Mr. Dragon Leader is thanking me? That’s new.”

His chuckle vibrated against her back. “Don’t get too used to it. I only bring out the ‘t’ word on special occasions.”

Evie laughed. Bram rose upward, but took her with him until she was leaning back against his chest. She looked into his very human-looking eyes. “Is your dragon doing better now?”

Hugging her tightly, he nodded. “I don’t know what’s gotten into him. He hasn’t been this out of control since I was barely an adult. It’s almost as if...”

I was his true mate.

Evie pushed that thought aside. There was no way she could be. According to her testing as a teenager, she couldn’t have dragon-shifter children. True mates always reproduced. Always.

Or, so went every documented case she’d studied over the years.

Bram nuzzled the side of her neck and she focused on the here and now. She didn’t need to be his true mate to enjoy the man at her back. She was about to ask when Melanie and Samira were due to arrive when he cursed and said, “They’re knocking on the door. You need to go.”

Snuggling against his hard chest, she murmured, “I don’t want to.”

Her dragonman chuckled. “So have my sex skills graduated from ‘nice’ to something much more now? So much so that you can’t bear to leave my side?”

She tried to frown, but failed. “Remind me not to compliment you too often or you will become unbearable.”

He grinned. “You haven’t seen anything yet, lass.”