Page 37

Chapter Eight

“ S he said yes!” Kol vibrated with excitement at her answer, unable to resist sending the thought out to all the others who could hear. Now he would be able to have her without betraying his brethren, forcing them into another long sleep.

“I heard her, Shadow,” Kris sent the thought from somewhere in the darkness at the other end of the room. “Don’t leave me hanging. Finish the final step. It’s my turn next.”

“Let me savor this moment. I know you’re eager, but trust me, I think we’ll both want time to recover so we can enjoy being a part of the Nexus. As will the others. And you can’t begin without all of us.”

“Kol,” he said, regaining his senses and gazing down at the beautiful woman in his arms. “My name is Kol. This may sting a bit.”

Hallie arched her back, thrusting her breasts up to him. Kol nuzzled them with his long snout and she laughed. “That tickles.”

“Sorry, I’m not used to staying in this form for very long. The world has always been a little too small for me.”

With a long, forked black tongue, he traced the pattern of the mark between her breasts: a medallion-shaped crest with a coiled dragon within—black to represent his color.

She hissed in response to the sting and he quickly exhaled a steamy breath to soothe her.

The magic of their bond wasn’t instant, but within the span of a heartbeat, his craving for possession dissipated, replaced only with the need to pleasure her.

Unable to resist the allure of her twin, pink-tipped mounds, he darted his tongue out to taste her.

She sighed and arched further, grabbing onto him and pressing her mouth against the side of his, her breast closer to his tongue.

“Go lower,” she whispered.

He complied, flicking his tongue along the smooth skin of her stomach.

Her hips twitched and she spread her legs for him when he reached the fringed mound of her sex.

Slowly and delicately, he parted her slick lips with the forked tip of his tongue.

She tasted of earth and rain and sky. He delved deeper, tasting, teasing, enjoying how her juices flowed over his tongue the deeper he went.

A low, contented purr rose up through his chest. She was his now, and her surrender to him was even sweeter than the creamy dew between her thighs.

Her orgasm took her more slowly that time, washing through her over several seconds and leaving her limp and lethargic in his talons.

Kol relished the clench of her muscles around his tongue, letting it linger inside her a moment before withdrawing and licking his lips.

She winced and shifted within his loose clutch.

“I can change, if this is uncomfortable for you,” he rumbled.

“Don’t you dare. Now that I’ve had a taste of what dragon magic is good for, you’re showing me all the tricks.”

“I’ve never made love to a woman like this. I think I would hurt you.”

“What good is such a beautiful shape if you don’t use it? I’m sure we can improvise.”

Kol blinked at her. He couldn’t possibly …

He glanced down at his huge erection, easily the size of one of his arms in his human shape.

He remembered how tight she had been around his fingers and tongue.

It didn’t matter how juicy her sweet pussy was, there was no way he’d fit.

Sweet Mother, he wanted to be inside her, but to abuse her perfect pussy that way was unthinkable.

There had to be a way to please her without hurting her.

“As you wish,” he said finally. “But we’re going slow, and we’re doing it my way.”

Eveline had asked him for one thing at the end, and he had failed her. He wouldn’t let Hallie be disappointed.

He shifted into his human form, leaving only his wings still manifested, twin extensions of his wide shoulders.

He carried her to the pool, then stepped off the edge, still cradling her in his arms. Before his feet could hit the water, he extended both wings and hovered, lowering them slowly into the warm, dark pool until his soles rested on the bottom.

He let his wings fade back into his shoulder blades.

“Stretch out,” he whispered when Hallie’s body broke the surface of the water. “I’ll support your weight.”

Hallie obeyed, stretching out across the surface with her arms above her head.

“That’s it. Arms out. Feel the warmth. Let it sink into you. You swam too quickly to find me earlier; the soak would have done you good.”

“Let me guess, dragon magic has healing properties?” she asked

“Among other things, yes.”

Kol kept one hand beneath the center of her back, then moved the other over her. She tensed when the additional support disappeared. He quickly bent his head and kissed her, a long, languid press of lips sliding across lips, tongue thrusting between until she relaxed again.

“Stay with me,” he said.

“It feels like I’m weightless,” she said. “But I can feel your heat. And your cock keeps rubbing against my hip.”

“I know,” he growled. “I’ll have it inside you soon enough. Can you feel this?”

He caressed the underside of her breast, tracing his fingertips around and around until they converged on her nipple.

She sighed, growing even more pliant under his touch.

The scent of her arousal strengthened with each caress, and he inhaled.

Eveline had smelled like this, and he had always loved drawing the aroma out of her, along with the sweet sounds she made.

He gave Hallie’s nipple a light pinch and enjoyed her sharp intake of breath and the way her chest began to rise and fall more quickly.

He shifted his hand to the other breast, repeating the action while he bent to wrap his lips around the first. The skin of her areola puckered against his tongue.

“Yes,” she whispered. “Oh, yes.”

“Shh. Quiet now. Just let yourself feel me.”

She nodded, and her mouth opened with a soft gasp when his fingertips trailed lower, past her navel, and slipped between her slick folds.

Her bud pulsed under his touch, already swollen and ready again, but it would have to wait.

He slipped two fingers between her lips and sank them into her, deeper than before.

The magic that infused the water provided lubrication to supplement her own fluids.

Her hips raised up to meet each slow thrust of his fingers and her slick muscles tightened around them.

Kol continued sucking and teasing her breasts with his mouth and gradually added another finger to her wet depths. Then another. Soon he had four fingers in.

“Tell me if you want me to stop.”

She shook her head. “No. I want to feel you. All of you.”

His cock throbbed hot against the soft swell of her backside.

She could take him as he was in his human form, but not his true size.

His siblings had always experimented with their sizes, the twins in constant competition with who could manifest bigger than the other.

Preferring his human form, Kol had never quite mastered the middle ranges.

It was either his human form or his dragon form, no in between.

He had an idea of how to find a suitable middle ground with Hallie. With her marked now, he hoped it would work.

“I’m going to add another now. Promise me you’ll tell me if I’m hurting you.”

“How … how many?” she panted.

He swallowed hard as he gently pressed, adding his thumb to the tight, wet sheathe of her. Beads of sweat trickled down his temples. Her pussy clamped like a vise around his hand.

“Relax. Take a deep breath and relax. Hallie, I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You’re not h-hurting. Oh, God, Kol. That feels too good.”

When she relaxed again, he pushed a little deeper and murmured in her ear, “What feels good? This?” He twisted his hand so that the knuckle of his thumb rubbed against her sweet spot, then slowly began to close his fingers into a fist. She bucked violently, splashing water and gripping his arm tightly with one hand.

“Oh, God, yes!”

He pushed, rubbed, and pushed again incrementally deeper with his closed fist. Soon, he’d reached her limit and pulled back out. The walls of her pussy clenched and released around him. Hallie’s head fell back, and she moaned incoherently when he pushed his hand back into her to the wrist.

He found it hard to draw breath now, watching her come undone under his careful attention. Her pussy clutched his hand, but she took it without complaint. On the contrary, she had grown even wetter.

It seemed that not a drop of blood was left in his head to keep him sane—it had all rushed to his pulsing groin, his thick shaft eager to be inside that hot, velvet chamber and feel her milk him until he came.

Hallie cried out, low and rough. He kissed her and held tight with his free hand while she came.

He carefully pulled his hand out of her and spun her on the surface of the water so that her legs were on either side of his hips. “I think you’re ready. Promise me you will speak up if anything hurts.”

She gave him a feverish, low-lidded look and nodded. The flush of her glowed in the darkness, but she seemed to see him too, and stared in rapt appreciation.

“You know you glow in the dark a little bit?” she said. “Can I see more of you?”

“It’s just my sweat and breath. I can make them do things. Like this.” He tilted his head back and exhaled deeply. The breath luminesced in a cloud above them before settling over his skin, leaving a sheen that she could see.

She surged up in the water, wrapped her legs tightly around his waist, and gripped his shoulders.

“You’re beautiful,” she said and pressed her lips hungrily against his.

Kol gripped her hips, guiding her pussy down over his stiff and, for the moment, still human-sized cock.

He could have come from the single stroke, as long as it had been since the last time, but knew he had to make this last for her.

They’d have other chances for fun afterward. A lifetime of other chances.

“Oh, baby, that’s it. Now get bigger. Show me that beautiful dragon again,” she said.

He took a deep breath, gathering the magic into him.

The process of shifting was gradual, the transformation occurring over several seconds.

His cock grew along with the rest of him, pressing tighter and tighter against the walls of her pussy.

At the same time, he began fucking her, surging up into her slick, inviting channel.

As he grew, she took him. Every swollen inch of him thrust into her.

He was too lost in ecstasy to realize that he’d done it.

He’d fully shifted, and she hadn’t said to stop.

Now she was moaning and writhing hard against him, her legs splayed wide across his scaled hips, working herself on him.

Her pussy muscles clenched and released while she gripped his shoulders, riding him and meeting the surging rhythm of his thrusts.

He clutched her hips in his claws and bent his head to sweep the forked tip of his tongue around her nipples, both at once.

With slow, careful effort, he lifted her up his length, then let her sink back down.

The tight, wet friction sent tremors of pleasure through him, all the way to the tip of his tail.

Haunches braced beneath him, he leaned forward, laying her down along the surface of the water.

She gazed up at him, face constricted in desperate tension, but she relaxed and let her arms fall back to float in the water above her head.

With one gentle talon, he lifted each of her legs, pulling them up to rest her ankles against his wide, black-scaled chest.

“Give me your Nirvana again, Hallie. I want to feel it surge into me when I give you mine.”

“Y-you can feel it?” she asked breathily.

Kol resumed the slow, push-pull of his hips against hers and looked down to where they were joined.

Her pussy was stretched impossibly around the girth of his shaft.

Her pretty little clit throbbed bright pink in contrast. He dipped his snout and snaked out his tongue to tease at the tiny bundle.

Her tangy juices tingled on his tongue. He licked again and she arched her back.

The tighter clench of her pussy muscles and the sudden slackness of her legs spreading just a little wider signaled she was close.

“Give it to me now ,” he growled, swirling his tongue around her clit and slamming hard into her. The friction drove him wild. He couldn’t hold back a second longer, but it seemed neither could she.

She yelled and thrashed in the water. He held her torso to keep her head above the surface.

Wet ripples flowed over her breasts and stomach, lapping at her skin with the undulations of her body while she came.

Her pussy pulled relentlessly at his cock, urging the hot stream of semen that flowed into her.

A roar escaped his throat and his balls constricted, sending every last drop into her willing depths.

She fell limp in his grasp, gasping for breath when it was over. Worried, he quickly shifted back to his preferred shape and lifted her, sliding his half-hard cock out of her. He extended his wings and carried them both out of the water, landing at the edge of the pool.

Stooping, he began to lay her down, but the hard floor of his chamber wouldn’t do for her.

With the power of a thought and a heavy exhale, a large, black bed formed in the spot where he’d lain asleep for five hundred years waiting for her to find him.

He laid her gently on its soft surface, then climbed on behind her and tucked her into his arms.

“Women in this century are surprising, and wonderful,” he said, caressing her temple with his lips.

“Just this woman, as far as you’re concerned, and you’d better not forget it.”