Blood of the Dragon (Her Dragon's Bane 2)

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Authors: Harmony Raines
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filling her. Every movement he made magnified by her sex as it gripped him. He stretched her, and she slowly circled her hips, intensifying the feel of him as he buried himself deeper and deeper.
    And then finally he held her between both large hands and thrust forward, one last movement to fill her to the hilt. There he stopped, using only little movements to excite her inner walls.
    Moving his hands he slid them from her hips along her stomach, and forward to massage her breasts between his palms. Pulling harshly he tugged at her nipples, and she groaned, easing her body forward, so his cock eased out a little before ramming herself back onto him.
    He grunted in appreciation, so she did it again, pulling away further and thrusting back harder. His fingers rolled her nipples, his rough palms chafing her skin.
    She needed more, and managed to balance on one hand to move the other to the point of her need, her clit. It throbbed and ached to be stimulated in the same way as her breasts. Never had Serena done this before in front of anyone. But her need was too great to deny the little bud.
    “Oh, Serena,” he said, as she whimpered beneath him, her orgasm tantalisingly close.
    He moved, one strong arm around her waist, he manoeuvred her body so she sat in his lap, her back pressed against his chest, her knees either side of his thighs.
    Now totally exposed to him, he slipped his right hand down between her thighs, and rubbed her clit, while his left arm brushed her nipple, his fingers pulling and pinching her.
    She threw her head back, her mouth open in a wordless cry as he brought her to the brink of her orgasm, and then threw her body and soul off the edge. She bounced up and down on his cock, circling her hips, one hand going to wrap around his neck, holding on to him for dear life, while the other covered the hand that rubbed her clit, making him press harder.
    With a tremulous cry, she came. Her mind unsure if her body could take so much pleasure in one dose. She bucked her hips, her breasts bouncing as she came. Inside her, his cock erupted, and she felt him spurting hard and deep with in her, her sex drawing his seed up into her womb, Their bodies doing their utmost to create the new life inside her.
    He released her, and she fell back onto her hands and knees, his cock still buried deep inside her. Grasping her hips painfully hard, he lost control, his hips grinding forward to surge into her, a deep soreness told her he had penetrated her as hard and as far as he could, but still his passion drove him on.
    Curling her fingers into the sheets, she held on to consciousness by a thread as her next orgasm took her. He cried out, straining forward one last time to complete the bond, before he flopped down by the side of her, utterly spent.
    For several minutes he lay there with her in his arms, before he spoke. “I'm sorry if I hurt you. I don't know what came over me, but I had this intense need to make sure you never forget that I am yours, and you are mine.”
    “I understand,” she said, kissing his neck. “Neither of us know how this day will end. Or whether we will be together at the end of it.”
    “We will, Serena. Whether in body or spirit, we will always be together.”
    “If it's all the same to you, Connor. I would much rather it was in body. Because your body has the most incredible affect on mine.”
    “And it always will, Serena.” He kissed her back. “Now, I have to shower, and then go and find Zoah. Take your time getting ready, it might be best if I tackle Zoah alone this time.”
    “I won't argue with you there, Connor,” she said, relieved not to have to face Zoah again so early in the morning.
    “Why don't you shower, and then dress. I'll come back with coffee when it's safe for you to leave this room.”
    “Is his mood going to be that bad?”
    “It usually is at this time in the morning, even without the prospect of a small war unfolding.”
    He dressed quickly, and then left, kissing

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