Then his talented tongue was flicking and swirling around her clit, and she kept a grip on his head for balance. For the past week, she’d dreamt of Tristan licking between her thighs, but both her dreams and her memories were nothing compared to the hot, slickness of his tongue against her sensitive nerves.
She moaned as the pressure built, impatient for her first orgasm as mate to a dragon-shifter. Then Tristan bit her clit and she screamed as pleasure shot through her body, but rather than let her ride it out, Trsitan plunged two of his thick fingers in her pussy and she clenched and released around him.
As she came down from her high, she hoped this was only the beginning because Tristan’s tongue wasn’t nearly enough. She was hungry for more. Much more.
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Tristan gave his mate’s clit one last swirl before he leaned back and looked up at her. Her eyes were heavy and half-lidded, just the way he liked it. Then the light glinted off the silver mate band on her arm and his dick pulsed. He wanted to fuck his mate while she wore his name on her body.
But first, he wanted to play a little more while his human-half was still in control.
He still had his fingers inside her pussy. Melanie had stopped spasming around him, and he widened his fingers and Melanie drew in a breath. “Tristan.”
Take her. Remind her we are her mate. Brand our scent in her pussy.
His dragon was impatient. Just a few more moments and then we can do it your way, Tristan told his dragon-half.
His inner beast seemed content with that answer and sat back to see what would happen next.
Tristan closed his fingers and opened them again. In response, Melanie clenched the back of the couch on either side of her. With a gruff voice, he said, “I’m just trying to make sure you’re ready for my cock, love, because I’m going to own your pussy like no tomorrow.”
Melanie bit her lower lip and then looked down at him. Her voice was husky when she replied, “I’m ready, Tristan. Take me hard, the way your dragon likes it.”
His dragon stood at attention at her words. She thinks of both of us. We love her. Take her. Now.
Tristan removed his fingers and gave them a lick. He growled in approval. He’d never tire of how bloody fantastic his mate tasted.
But his dragon was pushing harder to take control and Tristan wanted them to work together so they could both enjoy their mate.
He stood up, unzipped his jeans, and his aching dick burst free. Melanie’s eyes moved to his cock, and he felt a drop of precum seep out.
His dragon growled. Now. Fuck her. Hard. For us.
He kicked off his shoes and jeans and moved between Melanie’s thighs. She barely had time to hold on to his biceps before he positioned his cock and thrust into her.
She cried out but he barely noticed as he reveled in the feel of her tight, wet pussy. His dragon wanted to start fucking, but Tristan wanted access to her beautiful breasts first. He reached up, ripped off her tank top, and rolled her hard nipple in his hand. She was perfect.
He pinched her nipple. “Are you ready for me, my little mate?”
“Yes, Tristan. Always.”
“Good.”
He let go of her nipple and took hold of her hips before he moved. With each thrust, he moved faster, never taking his eyes off his mate’s eyes. She dug her nails in his biceps and he pounded harder.
His dragon hummed. Yes. Harder. She belongs to us.
From the corner of his eye, he could see her delicious curves bouncing in time to his thrusts, and the sight made him proud. He would make sure she knew how much he approved of her body.
Melanie clung to his arms and arched her back. From her little sounds of pleasure, he could tell she was close. He took a firmer grip on her soft, wide hips and thrust as hard as he could without crushing her. His dragon crooned, content with how they were taking their female.
Tristan felt the pressure building at the base of his spine. In the last second before he came, he took his mate’s lips in a rough kiss, swallowing her cries as his semen made her come.
As her pussy squeezed and released his dick, he moved closer until he had his arms around her. When she finally sighed as her orgasm ended, he broke their kiss, stared into her eyes, and said, “You’re mine, forever.”
She smiled. “I think you’re confused, Tristan, as you’re mine forever.”
He smiled and hugged his mate close. Never in a million years would he have expected to find such a wonderful mate he loved with every bone in his body. He only hoped he could love her until they were both gray and wrinkled.