Page 22 of Dragon Eternal (Dragon Kings 4)
CHAPTERNINE
Shaw was going to burn alive. The lust that surged through him was unlike anything he had ever experienced before. It seared him. Scorched him.
And he craved more.
More of the heat. More of Nia.
Her bewitching body was made to be loved. She embraced her sexuality, and she was more provocative for it. It wasn’t just her stunning figure she used. Her hair was a seductive weapon of its own. The feel of it teasing his legs as she leaned her head back made his balls tighten.
Then there were her eyes. By the stars! Those honey-colored orbs were his undoing. He saw every flare of desire, every flicker of need that she felt.
Shaw groaned when she ran her hands tantalizingly over her breasts. He sat up and cupped one of her full globes. Her nipples had been hard since she’d disrobed for him, and he had been dying to wrap his lips around the tight bud. But it wasn’t time for that yet. He wrapped the long length of her hair around his other fist, keeping her head back.
“Think to tease me, do you?” he said with a smile as he gently massaged her breast.
Her throat moved as she swallowed, her pulse racing. “Just as you’re teasing me.”
He smiled at her words. He loved how she wasn’t afraid to match him word for word—or action for action. Shaw rolled the pert nipple between his thumb and forefinger. “How sensitive are your nipples?”
She didn’t answer him immediately. He then gave the bud a little squeeze. A soft moan escaped her lips.
He grinned once more. “You like my fingers. How about my mouth?”
Shaw moved his hand and wrapped his lips around the nipple, giving a soft pull. A cry of pleasure filled the room. He felt her wetness as she sat on him, but he wanted more. He circled the nipple with his tongue before suckling once more.
She began rocking her hips. He almost lifted her to thrust inside her, but thoughts of her had tormented him all night. This might be their only time together, so he would make it memorable.
He moved his head to her other breast. His free hand returned to the nipple he had abandoned and teased it. Nia moaned as she moved her hips, seeking the pleasure he promised her. He could continue and let her reach fulfillment this way, but there were other ways that would satisfy them both.
Shaw untangled his hand from her hair and lifted his head. He had her turned around so that her back was to his chest before she even realized what had happened. It helped that he used magic to shift him so that he leaned against the headboard. With his knees bent, he placed her legs over each of his.
“Shaw,” she began.
His left hand returned to her breast and her sensitive nipple while his other rested on her stomach just above her pelvic bones. Her hips undulated. She wanted him to touch her, and he would. Just not yet.
Her head fell back to rest on his shoulder, giving him a partial view of her face. Her lips were parted, her chest rising and falling rapidly. When he gently pinched her nipple, her nails dug into his thighs. He didn’t mind the pain. It kept his control tightly leashed on his own raging need.
He kept her focused on her nipple, all the while slowly edging his way closer to her center. When he finally did touch her, she jerked in surprise. Her body softened as he gently circled her swollen clit. He teased the tiny bud until he felt her body stiffen once more. Then he slid a finger inside her.
Shaw squeezed his eyes closed at the feel of her wet heat. He wanted inside her right then, needed to sink deep within her and let himself go. The pleasure would be immense for both of them.
Somehow, he pulled himself back from the brink and began moving his finger in and out of her. He watched his hand as he heard her breathing hitch, and her soft moans filling the room. The way she responded to him made him want to see how far he could push her.
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She was close. Oh, so close. Nia wanted to beg Shaw to let her climax, but she knew it would be pointless. Each time she began to crest, he shifted his attention somewhere else on her body and brought her to the brink again.
It was torture.
It was incredible.
Every nerve ending tingled with awareness. She felt how his body moved behind her, heard his harsh breaths, letting her know that he was just as affected as she. With every new part of her body he touched, he brought her more awareness and pleasure. She wasn’t about to bring an end to that.
He shifted slightly. The steady rhythm of his fingers inched her closer to orgasm. Then she felt his hardness at her core. Nia forced her eyes open to see that he had moved his cock so that it lay against her. Each time she rocked her hips, the length of him moved over her clit.
If she had been close before, she was about to peak now.
Suddenly, his lips found her neck. His lips on her skin, one hand teasing her nipple while the other stroked inside her, combined with the feel of his arousal against her clit was all it took to make her orgasm.
The strength of it swept through her like a storm, bringing ripples of pleasure that rushed through her again and again.
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