Page 28 of Dream Lost (The Fae Universe #12)

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B ridget wasn’t sure that you could die from an intense orgasm, but she was sure that she just saw her life flash before her eyes. She was a sprawled-out wet mess and couldn’t move because her limbs wouldn’t work.

Bas kissed the inside of her trembling thighs, her knees, and down to her ankles before standing up. He didn’t take his big, glowing eyes off as he slid off his jeans.

Bridget may have whimpered again at the sight of his hard cock, but she was only human. Her languid body lit up at the sight of it, and she decided it had rested long enough.

“I want it in me,” she said, not caring how crazy or unsexy she sounded. She didn’t know how to seduce and was too horny to try and pretend she did.

Bas’s smile was a little wild around the edges, and it just made her hornier.

“Don’t worry, it wants to be in you, too,” he said with a soft huff of a laugh. “I’ve been thinking about claiming you since the second I saw you.”

“And that’s…good?”

Bas’s eyes glowed a little brighter. “Very good. It’s such a relief to have finally found you.”

He stroked his cock, and her mouth went dry. God, he was magnificent. All muscled intensity and wild eyes. The nerdy man he wore like a mask around others was nowhere to be seen.

This was the real Basset Greatdrakes that he only ever showed her. Bridget hadn’t wanted anything so much in her entire life like she wanted him. The intensity of it terrified her, and she still couldn’t walk away no matter how much she worried he would break her heart in a million pieces.

Bridget reached out for him, and he moved over her, kissing his way over her breasts, up her neck, and finally to her mouth.

“Tell me how you want it?” he asked, still tender and thoughtful of her.

“I don’t know,” she whispered. This wasn’t her usual sex experience. “Do your mind trick and figure it out for me?”

Bas laughed softly, his eyes glowing brighter. “We will find out together then,” he said and kissed her again.

Bridget’s eyes didn’t know what she wanted to look at more, and her hands didn’t know what she wanted to touch first. He was so gorgeous everywhere. She ran her fingers over the planes of his firm, hot skin, the soft crackle of this chest hair doing weird auditory things to her brain. She reached between them and gave his gorgeous cock a hard stroke before rubbing the soft head against her wet pussy.

Bas groaned and leaned back. “Fuck, I need to be in you. I can’t wait any longer.” He lifted her hips, and she guided his dick to her entrance.

Bridget grabbed onto the forearm that was by her head and hung on as her body curved and shifted.

With every gentle thrust, he moved deeper in her, so slow that she was squirming with need by the time he was fully seated inside her. She had never felt so full and tight and wet, and her brain and body were overloading. Bas’s mind brushed against hers, and she let down her mental walls.

You with me, little hawk? he asked, in a voice that was deeper than his usual one. Bridget realized she was talking to his dragon side.

I’m with you. It just feels so much. So good.

I’ll always make it so good for you, precious one. Look how perfect we fit together.

Bridget looked down and admired how their bodies did line up, the sight of him so deep inside of her made her pussy clench.

That’s right. Feel me. Let me claim you. Trust that I will always be there to give you everything that you need.

“Please...Please move before I die,” she begged out loud because her pussy wanted more. She pulled him down to take his lips, her tongue and teeth demanding.

Fuck me, Bas. Give me everything.

Bas grinned, all feral intensity, and moved like she had begged. Bridget hung onto him as he did exactly what he had promised her. It didn’t feel like normal sex. She knew what he meant by claiming now. She was never going to survive Bas Greatdrakes.

Never going to leave you, Bridget. You’re mine. I don’t misuse my treasures. You want to know how good you feel? How much I want you?

Bridget sobbed out his name, and a wave of his desire, obsession, and pleasure moved through her. It mingled with hers, and her nails dug into his side. He was holding back on her, still so careful, when he just wanted to flip her and fuck her senseless.

“Oh, fuck, Bas, do it. I trust you. Do it. Don’t hold back,” Bridget said.

Bas snarled out a sound that was all dragon, pulled free of her, flipped her, and pulled her back onto his cock in one breathtaking move. Bridget hung on the bed, her ass going up to meet every hard pump.

“Gods, Bridget, I’m going to ruin this perfect cunt of yours,” he growled in her ear, and she almost came. Bas reached under her, squeezing her tits hard enough to edge on pain, and she loved it, loved all of it. Sex had never been this good. Nothing had ever been this good.

Bas’s hand moved down to squeeze her pussy. “It’s because you know that you’re mine, and I’m never going to let you go. This pussy knows it too. I’m going to treat it so good, you’re never going to want anything but me claiming it.”

“Fucking hell, your mouth, Bas,” Bridget panted.

“All yours. Like the rest of me,” he said and lightly circled her soaked clit. Her brain whited out, and she screamed his name as she came hard. She buried her face into his bed sheets and sobbed, unable to hold it in. What the fuck was happening to her? Bas ran a hand through her hair, his fingers tightening in it.

“Take a breath, love. We aren’t done yet,” he said and licked the back of her ear.

Bridget was shaking, but she took a breath. She didn’t know how much of this she could handle.

You can take it. You were made for me, he whispered like dark silk in her mind. Everything about you is made for me. Perfect, perfect Bridget.

Bas lowered himself on her, and she sank the rest of the way into the bed. He had her hips lifted just enough to be able to keep moving in her, so slow, so deep. It was more intimate than she had ever felt, not rushed or desperate. Claiming me.

Yes, love, claiming you . Bas brushed the hair away from her neck and kissed his way over it and her shoulder.

Bridget whimpered as he hit something inside of her that nothing and no one had ever touched before, and her body locked up and released in another orgasm that she couldn’t hold in.

Fuck, how much more could she take? Bas kissed over her shoulder again, and she was still coming when he sank his teeth into her. Bridget cried out, and Bas’s cock jerked inside of her as he filled her. She caught the backlash of his orgasm in her mind.

“Bas...I can’t...” she sobbed.

He leaned in to kiss her and then paused. He groaned and slipped out of her.

“Bas? What’s wrong?” she asked. He growled out an inhuman sound and moved back from her. “Bas!”

“Bridget... Something is... Oh gods, it’s coming out of me,” he said. She turned to help him, but his eyes were glowing, and his hands had come up to his face. Claws sprang free from his fingers.

“Oh god. Oh god. I’ll... I’ll get help,” she said.

Bas sobbed and clawed at his chest, his skin tearing under his claws.

Bridget leaped out of bed and grabbed his shirt and boxers from the floor. She threw them on with jerky movements. “Bas. You’ll be okay. We’ll find your brothers.”

“Hurry,” he moaned.

“Come on, let me give you a hand.” She slung his arm around her shoulders and helped him walk awkwardly out of the bedroom.

“I can’t move. Hurts. Oh gods, fucking hurts,” Bas slumped to the carpet on all fours and roared loud enough that the pictures on the walls shook.

“I’ll be back. I’ll get help,” Bridget stammered and ran down the stairs to the central part of the house. She shouted as loud as she could, “I need a fucking Greatdrakes, now!”

Valentine stumbled out through a door. “What the fuck was that roar? What… Where is he, Bridget?” he demanded.

“Upstairs. He collapsed. I think he’s shifting. I don’t know... I can’t...” she tried to explain.

Valentine ran up the stairs, and she followed him as fast as she could.

Valentine slid to a stop when he reached Bas. He was curled in a ball, a line of blue scales poking through his back.

“Fuck. We need to get him outside. If he shifts, he will destroy the whole goddamn house,” Valentine said. He pulled out his phone and hit a contact number before shoving the phone at her. “Tell him he needs to come now .” Valentine leaned down and lifted his brother up and onto his shoulder.

Bridget fumbled with the phone and got it to her ear just as a deep voice answered. “Val, why the fuck are you calling so late?”

“Um. Not Val. This is Bridget. Val is carrying Bas outside because he’s starting to shift. He’s got claws and scales, and he’s in lots of pain, and I don’t know what to do,” she said, panicked tears falling down her face.

“I will be there soon. Keep him calm,” the voice said, and the phone went dead.

Bridget stumbled back down the stairs, hanging onto the banister for support, and followed Valentine. She really hoped whoever she just talked to got there in time.