Page 35 of Claimed By the Dragon
Her lips kicked up into another smile. “I want to kiss you, too. But I have to know—will it start a frenzy? I’m not ready for that, no matter how much I want to feel your lips against me.”
He shook his head. “My dragon thinks you are our true mate but assures me there won’t be a frenzy.”
“How is that possible?”
He rubbed one of her curls between his fingers, wanting to lift it to his nose to breathe her in.
However, his dragon grunted.Answer her.
With effort, he moved his gaze from her hair to her eyes again. “I am a dragon-shifter, and yet, I’m different. My dragonand I are not as close as some, and it takes greater effort to work together to even shift. There is little research on the interplay between the human and dragon halves in those like me, but I’ve done what I can. The link is not as strong, and as a result, there might never be a mate-claim frenzy at all.”
The fingers on his chest stroked slowly, making his body heat and blood rush to his penis. However, he focused on her soft lips as she replied, “Might being the operative word.”
“Then I will give you something to counteract it, if my dragon does end up demanding a frenzy.”
He rushed out of the room, into his study, and went to his locked medical cabinet on the wall. After unlocking it, he found what he needed and rushed back to the kitchen. He offered the vial and syringe. “This will make my inner dragon silent for a few days. If my pupils remain slitted and he takes control to claim you, then inject me with this. I will even pre-fill the syringe for you.”
As she studied him, he did exactly that and held it out to her. After a beat, she took it and laid it on the table.
He frowned. “It would be more efficient to keep it in your hand.”
She touched his face again, making his dragon hum. “Perhaps. But I don’t want the memory of your first kiss to be one of me holding a syringe.”
Glancing at the table, he stated, “I don’t want to hurt you or make you do something you don’t want to do, though.”
Her thumb rubbed against his chin. “I know. And the lengths you’ve gone to show me is enough. Now, kiss me, Trahern. Please.”
After closings his eyes and lowering his head, he gently pressed his lips to Grace’s and retreated. The touch had been nice and warm. Although he didn’t understand the constantneed to kiss, like so many others he knew who snuck off to do it often with their mates.
“Trahern?”
“Hmm?”
“My turn.”
She pulled his head down again and started the same, with pressing her lips to his. But then she focused on taking his bottom one between hers, then the top, and kept doing it. He followed her lead as he stroked the side of her neck, feeling her quickening pulse under his fingers, his skin heating and his penis growing harder.
Then she seamed his lips with her tongue, and he opened on instinct. As soon as her tongue entered his mouth, he wanted more. More of her heat. More of her taste. More of her skin.
Stroking his tongue against hers, he groaned. With each second, he took more control, until he chased her tongue into her mouth, exploring, possessing, wanting more of her.
His hands wandered to her lovely arse, gripped, and pulled her against his arousal. She moaned, sending shivers through his body, to the tip of his cock.
He continued tasting his female, learning what she liked, and reveling in her scent and heat and taste.
Eventually, her fingers stroked his jaw, and she slowed her tongue, until she finally pulled away. Trahern moved to follow her, but she pressed a finger over his lips as she breathed heavily.
He could smell her arousal and knew she’d liked it. Why would she stop?
Grace’s voice cut through his raging need for her. “We need to take a break.”
He growled. “Why? You enjoyed it. So did I. Let’s kiss some more.”
She never removed her finger. “Can’t you hear them? The boys are crying.”
His heart had beat so hard, her taste and scent had consumed his every sense, that he’d ignored the rest of the world.
However, as he listened, he finally heard the faint cries from the twins.