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I gripped the collar of my shirt behind my head and pulled it off in one smooth motion. Harley’s gaze darkened with interest, then darted over my chest, like she was drinking me in. I loved it when she dropped the last vestiges of her shyness and reallylookedat me. She was the only woman I ever wanted to look at me like that.

I stalked to the foot of the bed, then crawled over Harley so I was on my hands and knees above her. God, she looked as gorgeous as ever beneath me, with her eyes half-lidded and her cheeks flushed with desire.

I leaned down and kissed her. Her lips were soft and plump against mine, and they parted easily to allow my tongue entrance. Desire coursed through me, hot and insistent. My cock strained against my jeans. I needed to be closer to her, all over her, inside her. My dragon wanted to lick her entire body, claim her, and make her ours forever.

We never wanted to be parted from her again.

I slid my hand under the T-shirt, over her hip, and up to the curve of her waist. Her skin was warm and soft, and she arched up into my touch and sighed into the kiss. No bra. I broke the kiss just long enough to grab the hem of her shirt in both hands and pull it over her head. I wasn’t too graceful with it, and she laughed when I got the collar stuck on her chin.

When she was finally free of the shirt, I tossed it aside and took a moment to admire her perfect body: her waist, her soft belly, the curves of her full breasts. She blushed under the attention, and that only made me want her more.

Her panties were black satin with a little bit of lace detailing. Pretty. I wanted to tear them off with my teeth. Instead, I leaneddown and kissed her shoulders, chest, and then drew my mouth over her breasts. When I flattened my tongue over her nipple, she gasped and grabbed my shoulders, rocking against me.

“Feels so good, Steph,” she whispered.

“Want you to feel good,” I murmured, digging my fingers into her plush ass. “Love you so much, Harley.”

“Love you, too,” she said with a sigh, then tugged my head up for another kiss.

She wrapped one leg around my thighs, pulling me closer. I was hyper-aware of the fact that I was still wearing my jeans. My cock was pressing against the zipper so hard it was nearly painful. I needed to be inside heryesterday.

It’d been too long. I’d thought I lost her. I was never going to get that close to losing her again.

I broke the kiss and reluctantly inched backward, just long enough to rid myself of my jeans and underwear. Then I was back on top of her with nothing but the thin layer of satin between us.

She wrapped her legs around me, pulling me close so our bodies were flush. I buried my face in the crook of her neck and groaned in pleasure. My hard length slid across the satin between her legs, where she was hot and damp, and the slick fabric made the sensation even more tantalizing. I grasped her thigh, holding her close, and thrust forward like I was already fucking her. Harley trembled at the sensation and dug her fingers into my shoulders. The tiny pressure points only heightened my own pleasure.

“Fuck, I need you,” I groaned.

“Need you too,” Harley gasped. “Now, Steph. Please.”

God, I loved hearing her sayplease. I’d never get sick of it.

With some effort, I worked a hand between us and hooked my fingertips into the waistband of her panties. I wrenched them down, and she giggled and wiggled around beneath me until thefabric was down around her ankles. She managed to get one foot out, and that was enough for me. I grabbed her legs and hiked them up around my waist as I pressed forward.

My cock slid against her wet pussy, but this time, there was no fabric separating us. Harley gasped and rocked her hips up to meet me. I shifted back and forth, sliding over her clit. Sweat beaded on Harley’s temples, her neck, and I couldn’t resist licking it off her skin. It was an addictive taste.

“So good,” she moaned. “Stop teasing.”

“Not teasing,” I said against her skin. “Enjoying myself. Aren’t you?”

“You’re a demon,” she groaned. She raked her hand through my hair and tightened her fist, sending a little zing of pleasure down my spine.

Part of me wanted to stay like this forever. Wrapped up in Harley, her arms and legs both around me, keeping me close, the slick heat of her pussy so close but not quite there. It was as close as I’d ever been to heaven.

But my dragon didn’t want to fuck around anymore. We finally had our mate back beneath us, and he needed her in every way possible.

I pulled back until the head of my cock slid against her entrance, then pressed inside.

Harley let out the prettiest sound I’d ever heard, and I nearly drowned in the pleasure. It felt sofuckinggood, so much better than anything else I’d ever felt, anyone else I’d ever been with. Tight. Wet. A perfect fit. I caught her lips in a hard, sloppy kiss. I just needed to taste her, needed to be as close to her as I could get.

When I began to move, Harley broke the kiss. Each stroke jolted a small sound out of her, and she threw her head back against the pillow.

And there, on display for me, was the beautiful, pale expanse of her neck.

My dragon surged forward with an unexpected, ferocious intensity.Claim.Claim her. Now. Claim our mate.The urge was so strong I couldn’t stop my fangs from lengthening. It only made the pleasure more intense. I thrust into her harder, enough to jolt the bed frame against the wall. My dragon encouraged me to go faster, take more, make her feel so good she’d never want anyone else.

Claim.