Page 15 of Full Moon
"I've missed you too." Neither of us needs to voice our desires explicitly. We understand each other perfectly.
Her lithe hand cups my face, her fingers playing in the short beard I keep just for her. Feray nuzzles under my jaw as she moves, putting her hands beside my hips. Now I understand why she placed the blanket on my shoulders. With a bit of a wiggle, I lie back and watch my mate curiously. I watch Feray hypnotized as her hands go to her top and she pulls it over her head. Her sports bra barely contains her full breasts, and I purr for her. My dragon has an obsession with her breasts, whereas I love her long legs wrapped around me.
She rocks back onto her heels and pulls down her leggings and underwear in one go. Without skipping a beat, she pulls her sports bra off, then makes her way up my body. Her breasts hang low and heavy, brushing her pierced nipples along my thighs, then over my cock.mA moan escapes my lips as her mouth lowers to nip at my stomach, her breasts resting over my shaft.The minute I reach for her, she grips both of my wrists, pinning them to the blanket.
"Naughty dragon." Her voice holds a growl to it, a low sexy roughness that makes my cock twitch.
"Never. I'm allowing you to do as you wish."
She slides back down, her mouth hovering over my length. Her tongue slowly slips from between her full lips to lick my shaft from root to tip. I almost come undone from watching her. She hums as she kisses my cock, and I stiffen, trying to resist overpowering her and taking what I need.
"My eternal, my patience is wearing thin. Unlike the younger mates, I do not need to be teased to give you what you want." My dragon's rumble echoes in my voice.
Feray tilts her head, then climbs up my body, sliding every inch of hers along mine. "Is that so?"
"Mmm hmm..."
She made the mistake of releasing my wrists. I grab her and flip her onto her back. Staring down at my shocked mate, I wiggle myself to rest between her legs. I nudge her slick sex and smile. "My eternal." Leaning down, I capture her lips with mine as I press forward, slipping almost effortlessly into her welcoming depths. We moan almost at the same time when I bottom out. Her hands come up, stroking down my sides as she breaks the kiss.
"Move..." There's a tinge of alpha bark to her voice, and I almost obey.
"No..." Smiling, I lower my mouth to her throat and start nipping and sucking along the column of muscle. The moment she pouts,I draw back suddenly and snap my hips forward hard. "I move when I want to." My teeth grip the side of her throat, gently holding her in place as I slowly roll my hips. Each long stroke glides through her depths, eliciting a moan from her.
Feray grips my sides tight, her fingertips pressing harder into my skin. "My love..." she pants softly next to my ear as I lower my weight upon her like she loves. It's moments like this I wish I could half-shift. I would encase her in the leather of my wings, shielding the world out from around us. Instead, I use my body to blanket her with my warmth and strength.
"You're so close." I feel her core gripping and lightly pulsing with each thrust. Reaching back, I grip her left leg, pulling it up, changing the angle—and the moment I do, she crashes over the edge.
Feray lunges forward and sinks her teeth into my shoulder and holds me there. I come almost immediately and lower my head to bite her back. The copper tang of her blood coats my tongue, drawing out my pleasure. The bites are primal and needed, filling the voids deep within me. My dragon settles as I slow my thrusts, allowing her heat to encompass me. We lay wrapped up in each other's arms, licking at the wounds we caused each other. When I finally slip free of her, I roll off to the side and look up at the night sky.
"What's on your mind?" Feray asks as she roots around in the bag she brought.
"How lucky I am." I won't express my other concerns—not after having such a magical moment with her.
"I feel the same." She pulls out a bottle of water, takes a sip, then offers it to me.
"Good girl." It slips from my lips before I drink half the bottle and hand it back to her.
Next, I watch her pull out a small bag of wipes. She offers me some, then cleans herself up. She has been listening. Watching Feray move around has become a favorite pastime of mine. Every flex of her muscles, the wind catching her hair. I swear sometimes I catch myself breathing in time with her.It's the way of mates.My dragon interjects, his tone not as grumpy.
She gets dressed and looks at me expectantly. A yawn escapes her lips as she steps closer, taking the blanket from me to fold up and put back in her bag. "I'm tired." She glances over her shoulder at me. Taking the hint, I nod and shift back into my dragon's form and lay down for her. Carefully, I lift my wing and stretch out my hind leg, making almost a cradle to lie in.
Feray looks at how I'm laying, then climbs up into place. She curls up on her side, pulling her hands under her chin, and closes her eyes. "Good night, my loves." Her words fall softly as she draws in a deep breath and exhales slowly. I'm extremely careful how I lower my wing over her. Several adjustments are made to allow good airflow. Once I'm sure she's comfortable and in a deep sleep, I curl my body further, making sure she's safe.
She loves us,I say to my dragon.
She trusts us,he responds before going quiet for the first time in centuries.
The stars wheel overhead. My mate sleeps beneath my wing.
And for this moment, all is right in the world.
