With a husky voice, he said, “Who needs words when I can do this?”
He nibbled her earlobe and she leaned against his chest for support. Then he kissed his way down her neck until he bit where her shoulder met her neck. As he soothed the bite with his tongue, Melanie whispered, “I love our children and can’t imagine life without them, but I’ve missed not having to squeeze in sex in between feedings or naps.”
Tristan moved so he could look into her eyes. “Me too, love. However, our twins are in the hands of capable people and I have the whole night with you to myself.”
She batted her eyelashes. “And what in the world should we do? Maybe clean the kitchen? Or catch up on laundry?”
Her mate growled and hauled her body against his. His hard cock poked her stomach through his trousers. “Forget the bloody cleaning. My plans include devouring you properly.”
Her pussy pulsed as memories of Tristan lapping between her legs filled her mind. “Then, dragonman, you’d better get started. After all, we only have twelve hours before Evie and Ara bring the twins home.”
“I think learning to function on little sleep will work to our advantage tonight.”
She laughed. “Just make sure to feed me once in a while or I will get cranky. Not even your hot dragon self will be safe.”
He nuzzled her cheek. “Soon you won?
??t be able to say anything but my name. I think I’ll be fine.”
She opened her mouth to reply but then Tristan kissed her. As his tongue stroked hers, Melanie decided words could wait.
~~~
As Tristan explored the inside of his mate’s mouth, his dragon growled. Why are you waiting? It’s been too long. Fuck her now. She likes it hard.
Shut it, or I won’t give you a turn.
His inner beast hissed. You can’t deny me. I am stronger.
Last warning.
As his dragon sulked and retreated, Tristan hugged Melanie tighter. The way her soft stomach cushioned his cock made him even harder.
He broke the kiss and ran a finger under the band of her jeans, loving the softness of her skin. “Take these off or I rip them off.”
Melanie raised an eyebrow. “At the rate you rip off my clothes, I soon won’t have anything to wear.”
He undid the top button and slowly unzipped her jeans. “Then wear skirts with nothing underneath. I like easy access.”
“I need some barriers between me and your cock. Taking care of twins is exhausting and as much as I love you, there are moments when I don’t want anyone to touch me.”
Tristan stilled. “You’ve never mentioned this before.”
Melanie shrugged one shoulder. “I didn’t want to risk your dragon getting out of control due to lack of sex.”
His dragon huffed. I can refrain sometimes. She only needs to ask.
Cupping her face, he ordered, “If you ever need a break, tell me. I can’t take care of you if I don’t know what you need.”
His mate smiled. “Oh, Tristan. You can be sweet when you try.”
He grunted. “Don’t go ruining my reputation now.”
Melanie laughed and some of his tension eased. As much of a bastard it might make him, he very much wanted to fuck his mate senseless as soon as he could get her naked.
When she ran a hand up his chest and around his neck, she played with the hairs at the back of his head; his hope soared higher.
Mel’s husky voice caressed his ears. “Let me be very clear about tonight. I want you both on top of me and in me, dragonman, so hurry up and fuck me.”