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She held his gaze as she began to undo the remainder of the buttons on her blouse. He noted the slight tremors, but she didn’t stop.

Once she started to work on removing her clothing, he trained his gaze on her face. He watched her eyes. They were lovely and magnificent and he couldn’t wait to stare at them as his hard cock was driving into her.

He heard the material flutter as her blouse drifted to the floor, and then the soft sound of her bra dropping onto the top.

In his peripheral vision, he could see her bare breasts, but he made himself wait to take all of her in.

Her body shifted left and right before she dropped about an inch in height, letting him know she’d stepped out of her shoes.

The sound of her zipper was jarring in the silence between them.

She didn’t bend over to remove them, but gave them a shove down and wiggled her hips and legs to aid in the descent of the fabric.

Then, as bold as she wanted to be, his warrior woman tipped her chin up to dare him to see what she offered him.

And he did.

Holy, fuck!

This wasn’t the first time he’d seen her naked. When she had been injured, he’d stripped her and even bathed her with his tongue. Also, he’d seen her wet and shiny peek-a-booing between bubbles while he’d washed her hair in the bath.

However, those times he had desired her, but she’d been shy and weak one time and incapacitated the other. And yes, he was a demanding, nefarious male most of the time, but he had a sense of morals, even if thin.

Now, knowing Avalore would be his. His for the taking, caused him to view her body in an entirely different light.

The light of his fire arched and bowed, radiating along her skin, painting her in its glow, as if even it couldn’t resist touching all those curves.

Her body was a work of art, gorgeous and alluring, daring his gaze to travel along her high, full breasts and distended large nipples that he couldn’t wait to wrap his lips around.

Avalore’s waist was small, but it was offset by the flare of her hips and thickness of her thighs.

She was medium height for a human female, but her legs were long and shapely.

His gaze lowered to her feet where they stayed just in front of her discarded clothes, before he let eyes roam up, up, up the inside of her legs until he reached her pussy. Smooth and glistening right along the slit of her pussy lips, just enough for him to see her arousal from the short distance.

Even though he didn’t need the visual to know she was turned on, because the room was perfumed with her need. It was even stronger now than when he’d held her in his arms by the sliding glass door.

Was it the act of stripping for me that heightened her desire?

She wasn’t the only one turned on. His dick was so fucking hard, he could drive it through stone right now. Every article of his clothing felt constricting, irritating his skin, and he wanted out.

“Kneel at the foot of the bed, little lure,” he demanded, ensuring that there was just enough gruffness to his words that it wouldn’t broker any hesitation.

Avalore turned and walked to the foot of the bed, offering him the view of her picture perfect, heart-shaped ass.

His mind offered him an image of her in the morning, carving his fingerprints into her skin there. He was just too happy to make that vision happen.

Once on the bed, she sat back on her heels, but her fists clenched and unclenched at her sides as if she wasn’t sure what to do with them.

“Place your hands on your thighs until I tell you to move them.”

He watched her comply as he stepped away from the fire and began to strip off his clothes, not caring when his shirt ripped or he busted his zipper when he yanked his pants open too fast. His boots were a little more complicated.

Leaving his pants gaping and hanging low on his hips, he stooped down and unlaced his bulky, heavy-soled boots.

When they were off, he rose to his full height, shoved everything from the waist down, and crossed to the bed in two long strides. He stood there and allowed her to take a moment to drink him in.

Her eyes were everywhere on him, every dip and valley. Her gaze was so intense as it glided along the breadth of his shoulders, his bulky pecs, the ridges of abs, and lower, it was as if her eyes stroked him.

Her stare landed on his hard shaft and widened. Her mouth dropped open at the sight of his engorged dick as it curled up and the wide, damp crown rested above his navel, but no sound came out of her.

She shut her mouth and tried to speak again. Then she swallowed twice before she got her words out. “Liekki, I don’t think it's possible for all that to—”

“It will fit.” He moved closer to the bed until his knees bumped the mattress, then he took hold of his cock and stroked it from base to tip continuously as he spoke. “Trust me, little lure, I’ll have you so prepared that every inch of my length and then some will be buried inside your pussy.”

Avalore remained silent, but her pinched brows told him she didn’t believe him.

Liekki would have no problem showing her.

His dick twitched in his grip and wept a little more precum.

Liekki swiped his thumb over the tip, trembling as his thumb grazed the tiny red reed, the tip of his dragon's stem hovering inside his opening.

He smeared the pearl droplets over the pad of his finger, then held his thumb to her mouth.

“Open.” A part of him wanted her to hesitate, the part hard and pointing at her like she was its fucking true North, wanted a reason to make her first lesson in pleasure how to suck his cock and taste him directly from the tap.

But, again, Avalore surprised him by parting her lips and then going the extra mile when she stuck her tongue out.

Has her pretty, little mind been just as curious to know what I taste like as I’ve been zoned in on her?

He set his thumb on the center of her tongue and painted right down to the tip.

When she licked around his thumb collecting any that was left, proof that this fucking female was his equal, that she wasn’t going to shy away from all the filthy things he was going to do to her that night, and for the rest of their lives.

She closed her mouth and swallowed, taking him down. Her lips curled at the corners as if his taste pleased her.

He growled. One that came straight out of the fires of his dragon’s soul.

Liekki leaned forward and kissed her. He tasted the piquant notes of his semen combined with the sweetness of her mouth. His kiss became harder as he devastated her world with his passion for her, showing her the raw danger of his need.

By the time he ended it, she was swaying toward him, trying to follow his mouth.

His lips tilted into a half smile as he sat facing her on the side of the bed. “Part your knees for me.”

She did as told but her knees weren’t wide enough.

“Wider.” He brought his mass onto the bed, moving to the center.

When she pushed her legs open at the foot of the bed, parting her thighs until her labia spread and revealed not only the glaze of her arousal covering the inside of her thighs and her folds, but her swollen clit as well.

He shifted down to his back until he lay with his head right before her open thighs at her knees. Her rich and enticing scent made him inhale deeply and hold her spiced-ginger-caramel scent in his lungs for a few beats before he exhaled.

Her scent made him dazed with lust. Her aroma saturated the room so thick that he swore he could taste her if he licked the air. But he refused to have a substitute when what he wanted to eat was right there.

“Raise, and bring that sweet pussy right to my mouth, little lure.”

She lifted until she was hovering directly above him, her thighs shaking against the side of his head.

He blew a slow breath against her wet slit in his eyesight, and even though the area was somewhat shadowed he could see her pools ripple like a river stimulated by the wind.

Fascinated by her, he did it again, adding a ring of smoke this time.

The white smoke settled around her clit until it dissipated, absorbing in her skin.

“Ah...” She let out a soft whimper.

His mate was sensitive to everything to do with him and his dragon, and he loved it. In all his years of avoiding searching for his mate, he never considered that his mate would be so in tune with him, because she’d been made for him.

Refusing to deny himself any longer, Liekki wrapped his hands around her ass and forced her down more until her pussy was fused to his mouth. He kissed it, worshiping her, the part of her body that would feed him, take him.

He swiped his tongue over her mark on the crest of her thigh.

He didn’t focus on who placed it there or how, but was grateful it had enabled him to find her.

Turning his head, he returned his attention to more pleasurable places.

He licked her clit, circling the stiff peak and was rewarded with a pocket of wetness right along one side.

Fuck . Her taste exploded in his mouth.

Out of reflex, Avalore’s body flinched, she tried to arch back away from his sweeping tongue but his firm grip on her ass didn’t allow her to move at all.

And she wouldn’t be able to until he drank his fill.

He parted her inner fold with his broad tongue, licking up to her center, and did it again, gathering as much of her essence as possible. But there was always more, causing his gut to quake with the deliciousness of her.

Liekki was like a starving man at a banquet; he wanted to eat and taste every dish before him while savoring the delicious morsel.

He went from licking her slit, gliding his tongue over the slippery, soft space, so delicate and bared to him, to sucking each puffy silken fold into his mouth, only to find himself latching onto her swollen kernel at the top of her pussy.