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it rippled right through her, winding her so tightly she could barely
breathe.
    Kaden was excruciatingly thorough, tormenting her with light
flickers of his tongue interspersed with long, hard licks. Tess could do nothing
but hang on, held completely in thrall as he pushed her closer and closer to
what she knew would be a shattering peak.
    When she began to tremble, so close to orgasm it would only
have taken a breath of air to break her into pieces, Kaden stood. His movement
was so swift and graceful that he caught her before she even began to fall. She
heard the soft rustle of cloth, and then his voice.
    “Put your legs around me.”
    Somehow, Tess made her muscles work well enough for a light
jump. He caught her, hands cupping her ass, and then drove into her with a
single hard stroke that buried him deeply inside.
    Tess came with a harsh cry, the shock of release so bright that
for an instant she could see nothing but stars. But even as she pulsed around
him, he began to move, fast, hard strokes as he braced her against the wall. The
throaty little growls he made at the apex of each thrust only served to prolong
her climax...and then, impossibly, push her toward another.
    Tess clung to Kaden, rising the waves of sensation as they
built again, tightening around him as his thrusts grew wilder.
    When he breathed the words into her ear, he sounded more animal
than man.
    “Come for me.”
    And with a final thrust, he made her shatter, roaring his own
release.

SEVEN
    He awakened to the sound of the shower.
    Kaden surfaced groggily, wearing what he knew was a foolish
smile. Nothing about Tess was as he expected. He had come here to order her to
obey him. Instead, she had used him, and used him well, on her own terms. The
woman had fire in her.
    His smile faded as quickly as it had appeared. The woman had
fire in her. Too much, and too quickly. Already she understood the language of
his kind, though he didn’t think she even realized he had spoken it to her. Or
that she had spoken it back.
    He knew the dangers of bonding with a human in his own world.
In this one, it seemed it would work the same way.
    “Doesn’t matter,” he growled. If she lived through the change,
so be it. If she did not, it was one less treasure to protect. He refused to
care about one more thing that could be destroyed. Enjoy, yes. Care, no.
    He was glaring at the ceiling when the singing started.
    “Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, Sage, Rosemary, and Thyme...”
    Kaden just lay there a moment, listening. Tess had mentioned
she was a singer, but he hadn’t expected her voice to sound like this. It
was...wondrous.
    Tess’s voice rose and fell, first high and sweet and then
dropping to a throaty purr. He heard the words, but they hardly mattered. Every
note resonated with her happiness. It had been many years since he’d heard
something so pure. His people would have loved to hear her. His people...
    Kaden pushed the thought from his mind, and all the hurt and
anger that went with it. If there were any left, they were scattered, and he was
trapped here regardless. There would be no help for a dragon, and the hunters
had sealed all the old ways shut. It was hopeless.
    “For once she was a true love of
mine...”
    He could hear her smile in that beautiful, husky voice. It
stirred something deep within his chest, where his ancient heart beat. Tess’s
song reminded him of things long forgotten, and feelings better left buried. And
yet he was hungry for it...for her.
    When the water stopped and Tess padded back into the room, he
was waiting for her, propped up against the pillows. The silken material of the
bedding slid against his skin, and he wished it were her fingertips instead.
    The way her eyes moved over him made him as hard as he thought
he had ever been.
    “You’re awake,” Tess said.
    He simply watched her come in, her deep red hair tumbling wet
around her shoulders, blue eyes alight. Already he could see the glow