Page 41 of Hunted (Love and Revenge #5)

I nipped at her throat, and she buried her hands in my hair, gripping so tight it hurt.

The pain spurred me on, and I moved lower, nipping and suckling at her small, pert breasts, dragging my nose across her taught belly as I scented her.

Gripping her muscular thighs, I spread her for me, then dove between her legs, swiping my tongue through her delicious folds.

She growled, her own beast pushing to the surface to join mine in urging us both to madness.

I flicked the forked tip of my tongue over her clit, glorying in the way she swore and writhed but couldn’t escape my grip on her.

I used my shifter strength to push her hips down, pinning her as I worked her over, feasting aggressively, forcing her to submit to the wild pleasure.

I growled, low and hungry, when she broke against me, shuddering and calling my name, drenching my fingers and my lips as she came. Oh, that was lovely.

I lifted myself to hover over her, to drink in the sight of the strong, fierce, alpha so thoroughly wrecked by my prowess. The dragon inside me preened.

Then Martina’s lips twisted into a smirk, and she lifted a knee, simultaneously shoving at one of my shoulders, unbalancing me with the surprise lunge. I let myself be thrown, as she executed a grappling move, reversing our positions, pinning me beneath her with an arm across my throat.

My magic flared around us, my alpha aura automatically dominating hers, flooding the room with my will. But I held it back. I could force her to submit. But where was the fun in that, when she already agreed to follow me and acknowledge me as alpha of the rebel court?

I forced my natural dominance back down, letting my body go loose and unresisting. “Something you want, chupacabra?” I purred in invitation.

Her eyes flashed, glowing bright with shifter magic. When she spoke, elongated fangs flashed. “Always so smug,” she said, her voice husky with hunger. “Maybe I should show you what it’s like to be prey, dragon.”

I grinned. “Go ahead.” Bucking my hips beneath her, I urged her to fall forward, bringing our faces closer together, pressing her perfect breasts against my chest. “I dare you.”

I tilted my head to the side slightly, exposing my neck.

In most other situations, any alpha worth their power would have trouble showing vulnerability like that to another alpha.

But I was stronger than that. I knew that even now, I was the one in charge.

I was the one manipulating her, urging her to do what we both wanted.

“Bite me,” I whispered, lifting a hand to trace my fingers over the side of my neck. “Feed. Show the big, bad dragon how scary you are.”

She snorted. “Ass.”

Then she bent, pressing heated kisses along the side of my neck, tracing the vein with her tongue.

She hesitated and sucked in a breath, and I knew what she needed, cut her off before she spoke.

“You don’t need to ask for my consent, Martina,” I said easily.

“You’ve always had it.” I bucked my hips again. “Now hurry up and feed.”

Her fangs sliced through my sensitive skin with a delicious shiver of pain and power that went right to my core. My hands curved around her hips, holding her close as she drank in my life essence. My strong, magic-laced dragon blood.

When she lifted her head to lick blood off her lips, her eyes were glowing even brighter, and her aura hummed with power. “ Fuck,” she breathed, pupils blown wide. “I feel like I’m going to burn alive from the inside out with the strength of it.”

I smirked. “Mmm... and you’re surprised? I am amazing, you know.”

She huffed a laugh, shaking off some of the drugging effect of such a powerful meal. “It’s just been a while since I tasted dragon blood. I’m not stoking your over-inflated ego any further. Now shut up and let me show you a thing or two, princess. ”

She slid down my body and settled between my legs.

I arched my back and gasped when her tongue slid along my slit and inside the edges of my pouch.

All deflecting aside, I was overjoyed. I had wanted her for so long.

Feared this day might never actually come.

That she might never trust me in this way.

And she was right. Despite my unique dragon anatomy and my gender differences, she was undeterred. She explored my body with confidence, owning me. Pushing me to the edge in record time.

“Can I take it out?” she said, lifting her head, pausing as I lingered right at the edge of release.

I growled. “Martina...”

She just gave me a feral grin. “I want to drink you. I want to swallow every drop, alpha. Please?”

I groaned. “Fuck. Yes. Fine. Yes, just stop talking!”

She took me at my word, ignoring my false tone of annoyance.

Slipping her deft fingers inside my pouch, she coached my cock out and slid her lips over my length, taking me in deep and working my slick shaft with her hand.

I mewled, overstimulated and exposed, and loving every second of it.

I didn’t always enjoy this, but at the right moment, with the right person.

... She sucked harder, wrapping her tongue around me, and I threw my head back and roared as I came, my claws shredding the mat beneath me as I scrabbled for something to hold onto.

Martina growled and lapped at me hungrily. I looked down to see her, utterly debauched, wild shifter eyes glowing and my cum spilling from her lips faster than she could swallow it down.

“Fuck.” I dropped my head back against the mat and closed my eyes, shuddering when she finally released me.

The fury and the wild overwhelm had left me and I was completely boneless.

Martina chuckled and got up, padding over to find a towel before returning to clean us both up. When she was done, we lay side by side on the mat, not touching, letting the fan overhead cool our sweaty skin. The gym was silent again, except for the slowing cadence of our breathing.

After a long moment, Martina muttered, “Feel better?”

I stared at the ceiling, sweat cooling on my skin. “I have no idea what you mean,” I drawled. Then I sucked in a deep breath, exhaled, and tried again. “Yes. For the moment.”

I turned my head to gaze at the pretty face of one of my original court members and oldest friends.

I didn’t bring up the change in our relationship.

I knew she probably needed time to process what had just happened.

Instead, I addressed her real question. “I’m losing my mind,” I said on an exhale.

“Nothing is going to plan. And my entire court keeps questioning and disagreeing. It makes me want to spew flames and crunch bones.”

She chuckled, her rich, dark brown eyes meeting mine, then flicking a few millimeters to the side, silently acknowledging my dominance. “You didn’t choose any of us because of our ability to blindly follow orders.”

I huffed and turned my head away to stare at the ceiling again. “No. I didn’t. But that doesn’t mean the unhinged dragon inside me likes it.”

Her hand found mine, our fingers lacing together.

“We’ll make it through this, Princess. Soon, Acacia and the emperor will both be dead, the syndicate will be buried, and we can all take a trip somewhere warm and tropical and not worry about a single thing.

” She winked, “except how to please our haughty, demanding alpha, who I’m sure will be even more demanding, once she has possession of her full, glorious dragon magic. ”

I snorted a dry laugh. I almost told her about the weariness inside me, how it grew every day. I almost told her that I wouldn’t be there to take that trip with them. But her hand in mine was so warm. Her grip so strong and sure.

I closed my eyes. Soon. Soon I could rest. And they could all be free. Free of the emperor. Free of the syndicate’s corruption and cruelty. And free of their useless, unstable dragon alpha.