Aiden’s eyes glowed with an intense blue fire. Growling, he fisted his cock and rubbed its latex-sheathed head against her slit. He skimmed along her labia and prodded her sensitized clit. Her entire body jolted at the contact. “Ooh.”
Jace cupped her jaw, bringing her attention back to his waiting erection. Disoriented, she bobbed at him and missed. Steadying her, he guided his shaft past her lips. He tasted wonderful, musky with a slight salty tang from the pre-come flowing freely, but all she could think of was Aiden and his wicked taunting.
Panting, desperate and needy for the first thrust she knew was coming, she waited.
And waited.
Impatient, she reached for Aiden. His fingers cuffed her wrists, holding her immobilized. The sense of powerlessness sent a shock of excitement careening through her. Aiden nudged at her opening again, this time with obvious intent. The delirious grunts coming from her throat probably should have embarrassed the hell out of her. Thank God she was too blindsided by lust to care.
Aiden’s furnace-like heat blanketed her back, his tongue tracing each vertebrae of her upper spine as his cock teased her slippery folds. His lips reached her shoulder and his teeth grazed her skin. A love bite to mark his territory? He released one hand and briefly danced his fingers across her clit before he eased inside her in agonizingly slow increments. She bucked wildly and he canted his hips back, denying her silent plea. The bastard was bound and determined to drive her insane.
In sharp contrast to Aiden’s leisurely conquering of her body, Jace’s movements sped up, the silky gland of his cock tunneling toward the back of her throat. On his retreat, she lightly scraped her teeth over the plump head.
A hiss broke from Jace. “Fuck. Sweetness, you’re killing me.”
She hummed around Jace and he jerked in response. He tightened his hold on her hair, his grip sending a tiny sting through her scalp before his fingers flexed and relaxed. Aiden chose that moment to thrust the final few inches of his shaft into her, filling her completely on one languorous glide.
Oh God. Blood pounding in her ears, she struggled not to pass out from the pleasure clamping down on her. Dimly, she became aware of Jace’s hoarse, agonized groan and the throbbing of his flesh on her tongue as he came. She swallowed his offering, her throat muscles working him, and he cursed. The second Jace pulled from her mouth and sank onto the sleeping bag like a deflated balloon, Aiden slipped from her body.
“No—” Her anguished protest died on her lips when Aiden lifted her onto his lap, onto his waiting cock. He hugged her to his chest, one hand molding to her breast, the other low on her tummy.
He nuzzled her neck, his warm breath raspy as sandpaper. “Ride me.”
Straddling him the way she was, the best she could manage was a clumsy grind of her pelvis. Apparently content with her amateurish lap dance, Aiden nipped her earlobe and rolled her nipple between his fingers. She gasped, arching into him. Man and beast growled. Wispy, greenish smoke curled around her, touching her everywhere, licking her skin like a thousand eager tongues. “Aiden!”
“Can you feel me, love?”
She tried to ignore how his husky endearment stoked the flames of her desire to a fever pitch. “Mmm.” She flung her head back, her hands clutching Aiden’s as he cupped her breasts. Everything else faded into the background. She knew Jace was watching them. She’d caught a brief glimpse of his heavy-lidded stare through the smokescreen, but nothing registered beyond her connection with Aiden.
She’d had sex before. Some of it even halfway decent. This was so much more than sex. Even while part of her balked at the admission, she knew this union with Aiden far surpassed the physical.
One of Aiden’s hands slipped from beneath hers and meandered down her belly and between her legs. He circled her clit, the pad of his finger igniting the bundle of nerves. The orgasm started at her toes and thundered north, crashing through every cell in her body with the force of a tsunami. Her throat raw from screaming his name over and over, she bowed away from Aiden’s chest. His hand splayed across her mound, anchoring her where they were joined. The heel of his palm riding over her throbbing clit with each upward thrust of his hips, he pounded toward his own release. She squeezed her vaginal muscles tight and his guttural, animalistic groan sent her hurtling straight into the oncoming tide of another blistering orgasm. At least the heated pulsing of Aiden’s cock deep inside her let her know she wasn’t alone in her blissful journey this time.
Once the last of the delicious quakes waned to aftershocks, she slumped against his sweat-dampened chest, her lungs burning like she’d just ran a damn marathon. Aiden’s ragged breaths sawed across her cheek before his lips brushed her ear in a reverent kiss. The emotions swirling inside her were so overwhelming she had to blink back tears. Never in a million years did she think lovemaking could be this elemental.
This earth shattering.
Amazing as her nighttime encounters with her dream dragon were, they paled in comparison to the real thing. Even while she reveled in the realization, it scared the living hell out of her. She could easily say goodbye to a dream in the morning, but would her heart survive never seeing Aiden again if she refused to bind herself to him and Jace when the weekend came?
Chapter Fifteen
Shaken to the core by the incredible experience he’d just shared with Dana, Aiden coasted his hands along her torso. He nuzzled her neck, the silky strands of her hair tickling his nose.
“I…um…need to use the bathroom.” Scrambling off his lap, Dana jumped into her jeans and streaked across the lawn toward the front of the house.
He stared after her helplessly, a bad feeling brewing in his gut. He’d been too rough with her. Or maybe bringing his dragon into their lovemaking had scared her.
Well shit, of course it’d scared her. Who wouldn’t be freaked out by strange dragon smoke funneling over them? Growling, he peeled off the condom and searched for somewhere to dispose of it. The trash barrel near the garage seemed the most logical choice. Sprinting to the bin, he tossed the condom inside. He returned to the sleeping bag and reached for his cotton briefs.
“Dude, what the hell? You’ve never let your beast come out and play during sex.”
He couldn’t bring himself to meet the baffled astonishment surely lurking in Jace’s eyes. “And you would know this how? Far as I recall, you’ve never watched me have sex before.” His muscles tense, he wrestled into his clothes.
“Doesn’t matter. I know you. Kinky dragon sex is my thing, not yours.”
“It’s not about being kinky, it’s about—” He snapped his mouth shut before incriminating himself with the L word. Stuffing his feet into his boots, he snatched Dana’s bra and panties and jogged toward the house. He had no idea how much damage control he was going to be faced with. Hopefully he hadn’t completely screwed everything to hell. Twisting the front doorknob, he stepped inside the living room. “Dana?”
No answer came and the sick dread churning in his stomach intensified. Shutting the door behind him, he made his way down the hall. Her bedroom door was ajar, saving him from the tough decision of whether or not to invade her privacy. She was parked on the edge of the mattress, her face buried in her hands.