Page 95 of Twilight of Embers
“Yes,” I admitted, my hips shifting, wanting his fingers deeper.
“You’re going to be so much fun to play with, Little Flame.”
My inner walls tightened around Cillian’s fingers, and he cursed, tugging them free. Then he was hovering over me. “Tell me you’re ready.”
“Please,” I crooned.
Cillian didn’t wait. He drove inside me on a vicious thrust. Tears leaked out of my eyes with the force of the sensation. But I only wanted more. More of him. Of this. Of us.
He thrust into me over and over. It was unlike anything I’d ever felt before. It was so much that dots of light danced in front of my vision, and my muscles shook.
Cillian roared, thrusting once more, impossibly deeper. His canines lengthened, and he sank his teeth into the juncture of my neck and shoulder.
The world around me shattered. I let loose a scream as my orgasm hit, but the pleasure was everywhere, from the tips of my toes to the ends of my hair. Cillian was everywhere. And as I took all he had to give, I knew my world had been forever changed.
47
CILLIAN
My fingers stroked up and down Hayden’s spine. Her skin felt like liquid silk beneath my touch. She’d fallen asleep hard and slept through the day and night, but I hadn’t closed my eyes for a second.
I couldn’t stop touching her, couldn’t stop watching the rise and fall of her chest. I needed to assure myself that she was here, still okay, breathing. That she hadn’t befallen the same fate as my mother had.
Anger swirled deep, rage at what my mother had endured at my father’s hands. I thought that ending his life would’ve brought me a modicum of peace. But it had only stirred up the nightmares.
Hayden mumbled something in her sleep, kicking out her legs. My lips twitched. My Little Flame was a violent sleeper. Even now, she was spread out like a starfish, face shoved into a pillow.
I kept up my ministrations, up and down.
Hayden let out a moan, rolling to her back and blinking up at me. “Hi.”
I grinned down at her. “Hi.”
Who the fuck was I now? Smiling and not knowing the English language?
I cleared my throat. “How are you feeling?”
Hayden’s cheeks heated, and she bit her bottom lip. “Good.”
My dick twitched the moment her teeth sank into that plump lip. I wanted to do the same, but I wanted to draw blood.
I reached out to trace the brand on Hayden’s neck. My dragon was supremely pleased with himself about that one. It would last for a few weeks at least.
Hayden shivered. “Why does that feel so good?”
My smile only widened. “It’s a link of sorts. Between you and me, to the pleasure we shared.”
Her breaths came faster as her gaze dipped to my mouth.
“Don’t look at me like that, Little Flame. I can’t take you right now.”
But, God, I wanted to. Wanted to drive into her so hard that I was imprinted on every inch of her body.
“Why not?”
The pout in her words had me chuckling. I cupped Hayden between her legs, keeping my touch gentle. “You have to be hurting.”
The fresh flush to her cheeks told me I was right.
