Page 29 of Driven by Dragonblood (Blood Born #3)
Patrick
T his half of my temptation wasn’t forbidden in the same way as Jaxon being a former patient of mine, but she coaxed the darkness inside me to a strength I struggled to contain.
I needed to tell Primrose to leave—and never return. I wanted to fuck so deep into her body she forgot everything but the feel of me claiming what belonged to me. But her plump ass all up in my face…
“Fuck.” My hand released its grip on the chair’s arm, and the satiny skin across the back of her thighs warmed my palm, causing my throbbing dick to jerk inside my slacks.
I had hoped to get hold of Steven’s friend before meeting up with either Jaxon or Primrose again, but no such fucking luck.
I’d sensed Primrose as I had approached my office, had known she waited for me inside, but fuck if I could make my feet turn and take me away from a deep, instinctive urge to bow to insanity.
Her sweet scent, like summer flowers, the delicious, juicy strawberry-like aroma of her arousal had flooded my nose, coated my mouth, and stiffened my dick so damn fast I’d gone lightheaded while stepping through the door.
Give.
Without fully intending to, my hand landed on her gorgeous ass cheek like she desired, the smack and jiggle of her flesh more fulfilling than a full symphony—her gasp an aphrodisiac, an instant addiction.
Hissing in annoyance with myself and driven to sate my lust, I swatted her other cheek, jolting her forward with the force of frustration in my swing.
Pre-cum welled at the tip of my cockhead, smearing the inside of my slacks.
“More,” she whispered, wiggling her hips against my leg.
A fresh, mouthwatering scent rose from between her thighs, and I clenched my jaw, smacking beneath the first blooming handprint, punishing this gorgeous siren for what she did to me.
Ours.
I groaned, losing myself to the slithering beast pressing against the bonds I’d fought so hard to keep him behind.
Yessss.
Twice more, instinct demanded I smacked her pink flesh, her hips rising to meet my hand on the last.
“Feel good?” I asked through gritted teeth, winding my fist in her hair and tipping her head enough she arched her back.
Please our female.
“Yes,” she whispered, widening her legs as goose bumps broke over her body.
Owned by the darkness swirling inside my soul, I slid my touch between her thighs.
Slick wetness coated her puffed lower lips, and even though I longed to have her insides clutch with desperate need around my fingers, I slid downward, her hips rising to accommodate me.
A single slow circle around the swollen hood over her clit sent a shudder through Primrose, causing her to shiver in my hold.
Yessss.
She whimpered as I backed off, once more trailing my fingertips across her slippery labia.
“So wet.” I hissed, tightening my grip in her hair and lifting her head even farther. She whimpered, grinding her pelvis against me.
I swatted hard and fast, and she cried out, fucking music to my ears.
Cupping her entire pussy, I leaned down to brush my lips across the shell of her ear. “You lust for me to claim this.”
“Yes,” she gasped an answer even though I hadn’t asked her a question.
“You need my dick to stretch you. Fill you.”
“Oh, yes. Please.” She lifted her hips in invitation, arching her back to the point of what had to be pain.
The beast inside cackled and growled demands, gnashing teeth and flashing erotic scenes behind my eyes.
“You want my cum to flood your womb.” I spoke what the inner voice screamed for. “Claim you. Breed you.”
“Yes!”
I pushed Primrose’s head down and swatted her hand-printed ass rapidly, grunts ripping from my chest as I attempted to cling to my sanity, easing my annoyance exactly as she’d offered. Her cries fueled me on, and I didn’t hold back, the sting of flesh meeting flesh searing across my palm.
Wetness dribbled from her pussy, soaking my thigh, and I finally dipped into her tight sheath, her pussy walls clamping around my two fingers as I stroked inside her.
“Oh…” She shuddered and pressed back against my hand, spine arching even deeper.
“So fucking needy for me,” I growled the words, dragging my fingers out and shoving back in. My dick leaked and jerked, my balls so tight they ached. “Fuck.”
Take.
Own.
Claim.
Powerless against the onslaught of commanding desire, I pulled her upright, her long hair cascading around us as I stood, intent on locking the goddamn door like I should have done before touching her in any way.
Her legs circled around my waist, but I grasped her nape to keep from devouring her mouth as I strode across the office, my focus riveted by her golden-brown eyes, glazed by her need to come.
I pushed her back against the door, trapping her with my body. Sharing heavy breaths, we stilled—hovered on the edge of a cliff I had no power to stop us from tumbling over together. My heart thrummed in harmony with hers beneath the soft breasts pressed against my chest.
The sweetness and heat of her panted exhales caressed my lips, my aching dick throbbing against the damn confines of my slacks and the pussy they kept me from plundering.
She owned me . I could feel the absolute truth inside my soul, and there would be no denying that truth or the desperate desire to claim her in return.
Take what has been meant for us since the beginning of time.
Eloquent fucker?—
She squeezed her legs around me. “Please,” she whimpered, fingers clutching at my shoulders with an ungodly strength that would mark my skin.
I relished in the touch, hissed over how her arousal dictated my need to ease the ache as I’d taken out my frustration on her lush ass that I gripped with equally bruising force.
Bury us inside her warmth.
“Yes,” she whispered as though my inner voice had spoken aloud, snaking a hand between us to grasp my straining dick in her strong grip.
I hissed.
“Take what you crave, my alpha.” She squeezed my length.
My eyes rolled back into my head as I bucked into her grasp, fighting to hold onto my sanity. But her touch, the rightness of having this woman in my arms?—
“Fuck.”
“Mmm.” Her murmured agreement caused more pre-cum to leak from my slit, and I shuddered as the beast inside me pushed for more—freedom and pleasure, the right to exist and claim as fate intended.
Control slid from my grasp.
The thing roared, darkness sweeping through my limbs, numbing my mind to all but claiming.
Taking.
Breeding.
I ripped my slacks, freeing my dick one-handed, the other palming one of her ass cheeks and lifting her higher.
A single thrust buried me inside her welcoming, slick clutches, and we gasped, eyes locked.
A sense of coming home warmed my chest, and we stilled, sharing breath and heartbeat, deeper parts of us seeming to weave around each other far beyond how we physically connected.
Yessss.
Satisfaction coursed through me twofold, a heady yearning to give and fulfill the beautiful creature in my arms who stared at me as though I’d hung the moon in her night sky. She owned me, my vocal cords lost in the wave of longing flooding through the otherworldly tether bonding us together.
Move . Two voices echoed as one between my ears, and powerless against the onslaught of raw desire, I obeyed .
I slid out to my swollen head, her clutching walls sending a rush of adrenaline through me so strong my entire body shook.
Lost to lust, I thrust deep. “Goddamn—” I captured her mouth, lips bruising, insatiable hunger driving my hips up and into her, over and over, desperate to mate with this young woman I knew nothing about.
The sweet scent of her flooded my lungs, the taste of her soft tongue igniting a craving deep inside me that would never be satisfied.
Delicious.
Indeed, she was the embodiment of a goddess, perfect in every way.
Please our female.
Growling against her lips, I thrust, fingertips digging into the flesh of her ass to keep her impaled on my shaft.
She whimpered and writhed in my hold, hands clutching at my shirt, my hair. Pain from her raking fingernails over my neck broke through the bloodlust to own, but wasn’t enough to stop my dick from the mission before us.
I bit her lower lip, the tang of copper coating my tongue.
She cried out, inner walls tightening around my plundering shaft. “Please!”
“Need you to come on my cock, sweet goddess of mine.” I gasped between words, sweat breaking out over my back and forehead from the exertion of fucking into her. “Soak me with your release. Goddamn.” I buried my face in her neck, eyes clenched shut while chasing mutual release. “Give it to me—now.”
Her shriek filled my ears, inner walls clamping around me, coaxing me to gift her what she needed.
Grunting, I buried the tip of my shaft against her womb.
Ours.
My balls erupted in a fountain of cum, her clenching core milking my dick with steady pulls on my shaft .
Groaning, I feasted on her mouth as copious amounts of spunk flooded her with every pulse of my taint, seeming to drain my soul dry.
Golden light shimmered behind my closed eyelids, and a flood of adoration rained down over me like a summer storm, drenching me with force enough that I lost my breath.
Tearing my mouth away from hers, I lifted my head, panting, one last spasm of my balls giving Primrose everything I had. Euphoria filled me from the inside out, and Primrose’s smile lanced my chest with a joyous ache so damn intense my knees almost buckled.
I clutched at her backside, our combined cum leaking around where I impaled her, making a mess over my thighs and soaking my slacks.
The beast inside me purred his pleasure, and Primrose sagged in my arms, a glorious smile lighting up my soul and filling me with her peace.
“I can feel your emotions,” she whispered, and another rush of happiness swarmed over me, her fingertip brushing over my lips. “The bonding has begun.”
Bonding.
Fated mates.
Dragonblood.
I blinked at the strength of the words echoing in my head—and reality crashed over me, ripping me from the pleasure-hazed euphoria I’d lost myself to.
I lifted Primrose off me and stepped away, stumbling, my dick wet and hanging from my torn slacks as I pushed—fucking heaved against the slithering beast inside my soul who had gained control over our faculties.
“No,” I stated through gritted teeth, hands fisting at my sides, slowly taking back what that thing had stolen from me.
My eyes lost sight of the beautiful vision before me as deep, meditative pulls of oxygen expanded my lungs, allowing me clarity, offering me strength to contain the sickness inside me.
I was in control, and no instinct or lust would dictate my actions.
The walls slid shut as I envisioned them doing so, cutting off my weakness.
The joy blinked out.
Pain ripped through my chest, and I staggered back a step.
“What did you do?” Primrose said with a gasp, both hands clutching against her heaving breasts, eyes wild with fear I could taste in the air.
“Get. Out.” I clipped my words short even as my voice shook, betraying my tenuous grip on every truth I had built my life upon.
Hurt and regret flooded through me but didn’t originate in my mind or heart. I could sense Primrose inside me as distinctly as my stubborn determination to remain sound of mind.
One sob, and her body disappeared—fucking vanished from sight—as quickly as she’d arrived, further proof I was losing my goddamned mind. My office door tore open, slammed against the wall, and the sense of her inside me slowly leaked away with every tick of the clock on the wall behind me.
Relief tinged by shame settled in my head, and I stood like a goddamn fool, flaccid dick hanging out, the gaping doorway in front of me a silent, mocking laughter of my so-called self-control, my professionalism—my goddamn weakness .
I kicked the door shut and shoved my dick away, but I’d managed to mangle my cum-drenched slacks enough I couldn’t properly tuck myself behind the zipper and clasp.
“Fuck!” I punched the doorjamb, the pain radiating up my arm remaining long after the emotional tether between me and Primrose faded to the point I no longer sensed her crushing agony.
I’d never felt so empty, so alone, in my life.
Silence sat behind the wall containing the voice of the beast inside me.
“Not real. Not fucking real,” I muttered over and over, trying and failing to force the need for Primrose from my head and wishing like fuck Steven’s friend would call me back to tell me I wasn’t insane.