Page 36 of The Dragons' Healing Mate

“Oh my God, it’s so cold!” I looked down at myself, instinctively pulling off the sweater I’d been wearing and tossing it onto the bank. “I still have to work!”

“That can wait. Breaks, remember?”

Orsen glanced at my chest, and I abruptly realized that my nipples were straining through the thin, soaked fabric of my T-shirt. A low growl rumbled out of Orsen, and he slinked up to me, placing an arm around my lower back.

His eyes darkened as he stared down at me. “Hi, there.”

I swallowed hard, unable to move. “Hi.”

So close, I could see every freckle on his face. Everything was overwhelming: his scent, his hungry gaze.

I wasn’t running, though. In fact, I wanted nothing more than to lean into it.

Orsen’s other hand reached for my cheek, and I didn’t move away. “Say no, Rowan. Say no right now, or I can’t stop what happens next.”

My heart hammered against my sternum, and I sucked in shallow breaths. The seconds stretched on, all the time I needed to tell Orsen to back off.

But I didn’t.

“I-I don’t want to.”

Yanking me closer, Orsen whispered, “Thank fuck.”

And then he kissed me.

Orsen

Rowan’s lips were cool and slippery, the taste of the river coating her skin, and I wasravenous. I’d fully intended on just sitting with her. Well,afterI’d pointed out that she truly had been irresponsible, going off on her own like that. I genuinely had been content to enjoy the moment, even if being so near my mate made my skin buzz in the best way.

When she’d pushed me into the water, though, something had flipped. She’d been so bright and beautiful, laughing like that, and without the sweater blocking her from me, I could see just how hard her nipples got, thanks to the frigid water. The sight had gone straight to my dick, and fuck, I just had to taste her again.

I’d been sitting on memories of her, the way she’d felt wrapped around me. It’d been so damn long since I’d had her: six fucking years. After having that moment with her at the pack flight, my dragon and I had been floating. Still, it’d just been that one time, and the hankering, the craving to touch her again had gotten nearly too intense to bear.

Pulling her closer, I soared at the squeak she let out when her midsection collided with my erection.

“Orsen,” Rowan mumbled against my lips, and I used my grip on her to walk us closer to the bank, laying her on the soft earth. “Oh…”

The lilting sound of her moan was enough to get my cock kicking again, and my dragon roared inside me. I’d been good up to this point, and I’d been damn proud of myself for it, too. But I couldn’t hold back anymore. The need for my mate was too strong, too all-consuming.

I pulled my shirt over my head before immediately going for the tiny tee Rowan was wearing. The wet fabric slapped against the ground as I threw the items to the side. My little treat stared up at me with lidded eyes, her wet hair dripping down her fair skin. Rowan breathed through parted lips, her hands hovering over her stomach. I didn’t think she’d even noticed, but I was quick to pull them away.

“No need to hide from me, sweetheart.”

A red flush warmed Rowan’s cheeks, and I towered over her, my rough hands going straight for the straps of her bra and pulling them down. I held her eyes as I lowered the lacy cup, revealing her breast. Rowan’s nipple was so hard, like it ached, and I craned over her, sucking the needy bud into my mouth.

Rowan arched into my touch, moaning again. God, I could listen to her make that sound for all time. “Ohshit…”

As her fingers threaded into my hair, I sucked harder, squeezing her other breast with my free hand. It didn’t stay there long, though. I trailed my fingers down, finding the waistband of her pants and working it over her hips. I couldn’t get them off one-handed, but I wasn’t letting go of Rowan’s delicious little bud. So, I bent over her, flicking my tongue around her nipple as I shoved the sopping fabric down her legs.

Getting the wet material off her body was a pain in the ass, and I grunted in frustration until the damn things were gone, her panties quickly following. My gorgeous mate was bared to me.My erection strained behind my soggy jeans, and, straightening, I hurried to undo the button and zipper, yanking them down. My cock bobbed free, stretching upward as my knot steadily throbbed, swelling more and more with every second I feasted on the sight of my naked mate.

Letting out a shaky breath that almost seemed nervous, Rowan stared directly at my erection. I couldn’t help but smirk, hovering over her again and drifting my fingers between her legs. She was so wet for me already, slick coating the sensitive flesh of her seam. I teased her, nearly sliding my finger in before pulling it away.

“Goddamn it, Orsen. Please. Just fuckingtouch mealready.”

“Are you sure,Rowan?” I asked, emphasizing her new name. I had been dreaming about potentially doing more with her since the last time, after she’d checked on my wing, but I couldn’t presume.

Her gaze turned serious, and she looked me straight in the eye before saying firmly, “I want you to fuck me. I’m done resisting. Now hurry up and make me come before I change my mind.”