Chapter 7

I can read his thoughts when he's aroused?

Ciel ignored the stressed part as he stripped off her clothing and ushered her into the shower. Did dragons suffer from anxiety? They could just flame anything that got in their way.

She could tell his strength was returning as time passed, but she could still see the lines of exhaustion on his face. Reaching for the soap, she eyed the expanse of his broad shoulders as he dipped his head under the water. Laying her hands on him gently, Ciel massaged and washed his back.

"That feels good, Ciel," he said with a groan.

Loving the feel of his hard muscles under the silky cleanser, she enjoyed helping him relax. While copping a feel. Ciel smothered the laugh that threatened to burst from her lips at this thought. She dared to smooth the soap over his taut buttocks and heard his groan change from enjoyment to something more.

"Turn around, Daddy," she requested.

When he turned around, she discovered just how much her touch had pleased him. Pretending to ignore his jutting cock, Ciel repeated her care on his chest and torso. Her fingers brushed the thick shaft as she lathered his stomach. Reaching his pelvis, she dared to try to wrap her fingers around his shaft and pull gently from root to tip.

The resulting roar that erupted from his mouth didn't scare her in the least. She rose onto her tiptoes and pressed a kiss to his lips as she continued to stroke his sensitive flesh.

Argenis raised a hand to tangle in her long hair at the base of her skull. He held her securely in place as he took control of the kiss. The desire that seemed to brew constantly inside her flared hotter as he explored her mouth with such sensuality that it made her ache for more. She ground herself against his thickness when her hands were trapped between their bodies.

"Mate, I can wait no longer," he growled a few seconds later when he released her mouth.

"Please. I need you."

He turned her body into the spray to rinse off the lather that had transferred to her skin. Ciel could feel the sharp streams of water more than ever before. He smoothed his hands over her skin. Cupping her breasts, he squeezed them lightly before rolling the tight nipples.

"You are so beautiful, Ciel. I am a very lucky dragon."

"Make love to me," she whispered.

"My pleasure, Little Sky."

He quickly rinsed the lather from his body before toweling most of the moisture from their skin with rough, urgent strokes. She loved that he wanted her as much as she craved his touch. Ciel looped her arms around his shoulders as he carried her to the gigantic bed.

After ripping the covers from the beautifully made bed and sending pillows flying across the room, he placed her gently in the middle of the bed as he stretched out beside her. Ciel turned immediately to face him, but Argenis leaned forward to press her onto her back as he captured her lips in a steamy kiss that made her cling to him for stability.

His hand roamed over her body. She loved his caresses. Argenis seemed to know exactly where she needed to be touched and kissed. Her arousal growing, she ground herself against his powerful thigh inserted between hers. She knew he could feel her wetness and didn't care. The feeling swirling inside Ciel erased her self-consciousness.

Craving his touch on her breasts, Ciel cupped herself to draw his attention. He froze, watching her hands move on her own body.

"Damn! That's sexy," he told her in a low tone that sent shivers down her spine. "My turn."

Stroking his hands up her sides, he brushed her hands away to take over. His touch felt totally different. The tips of his fingers were rough against her skin, making each caress more captivating. The thrill of his hands holding her and exploring her body rocked Ciel. She'd never felt so sensitive.

The scratch of his soft beard against her skin added a dimension of touch. He kissed the spot behind her ear and she shivered as a zing went through her whole body. How does he know what will drive me crazy?

Ciel loved the feel of his skin. There was something different about it. An image of Argenis in dragon form burst into her head. Those glowing scales that reflected the light, seeming hard and warm simultaneously. She didn't know how that could be sexy, but it was. He was sex personified.

When he shifted over her, she wrapped her hands around his broad shoulders, afraid he would move away or stop. "Please," she whispered. "I need you."

"Mine," he growled with a fierce expression that told her he would fight to the death to keep her. His possessiveness sent a thrill through her.

"Yours," she agreed. "And you're mine."

He kissed her hard before shifting to settle on his knees between her parted legs. She watched him scan her body slowly as she posed in front of him. His glance felt almost as real as a touch. She watched his expression become hungrier—if that were even possible. Never had she felt this wanted.

Staring at her, Argenis slid a hand down his chiseled torso and over one of his thick thighs. He cupped his balls and tugged on them slightly before releasing himself. She couldn't tear her gaze away as he moved his fingers upward. The sight of his hand moving on his own body was so erotic. She could feel her juices gush from her body as he roughly gripped his thick shaft.

His fist closed around the steely erection, lowering it to fit his cock against her entrance. The feel of the wide head pressing into her was intimidating. He was definitely blessed with girth and length. With a slow, controlled thrust, he glided inside, aided by her slick juices. The feel of him brushing against every tiny space inside her was shiver-worthy. She'd never known sex could feel this good.

As he moved deeper inside her, suddenly, it was too much. She bit her lip as she felt her body struggling to stretch around him—her inner panic making it worse. He smoothed a finger over her mouth, drawing her attention there, before leaning down to kiss her fiercely. As she threaded her fingers through his hair, he lifted her right leg to wrap it around his waist. Instantly, the pressure eased to a level that thrilled her once again. She felt herself relaxing around him.

"Good girl," he whispered against her lips before leaving a trail of kisses down her neck as he lowered himself to her body. Supporting his mass on one forearm, Argenis allowed her to feel a bit of his weight, pinning her in place. He was in charge. There was no doubting that.

Moving his free hand, he traced a path over her shoulder and across her collarbone as he continued to push forward into her tight pussy. She held her breath when his path led down the center of her body. He paused between her breasts before trailing his fingertips over one puckered peak. His path didn't hesitate there, but moved over the sensitive underside. A zigzagging pattern drawn on her skin almost made her cupped her breast, brushing his thumb across her delicate skin. In a stunning burst of sensations, he bit her shoulder as he pinched her nipple and thrust the last small distance inside her.

She clamped her hands around his shoulders as she inhaled sharply. He held himself deep inside her, allowing Ciel to adjust to his size. A sharp need built inside her. She needed more.

"Move!" she demanded.

He chuckled softly and withdrew slowly, stroking across sensitive spots in reverse as effectively as he'd passed them before and firing up new sizzling points she had no idea even existed. What else could he surprise her with? She pressed a kiss to his chest to encourage him.

Argenis slid a hand under her hips and lifted her slightly. He thrust back inside her, watching her face. Withdrawing, he adjusted his angle slightly and pushed forward again. This time she gasped, "There."

His movements quickened as he drove her quickly toward her climax. She clung to him, pressing kisses to his skin. The air heated around them. Ciel loved the salty taste of the moisture that built on his skin as they moved together. When he ground the root of his cock against her that was the last push she needed.

As her body clamped around him, Argenis quickened his movements. With a roar, he emptied himself inside her. That dragon symbol on her hand heated and glowed silver. Suddenly, she could feel his pleasure. The sensation of her velvety walls milking his shaft.

Overwhelmed by the blending of their climaxes, she felt her orgasm strengthen and grow. "Daddy!" she screamed into the room as his roar resounded on the walls.

When their heart rates had settled slightly, he gathered her to his chest and rolled onto his back. Feeling boneless, she draped himself over his strength. Her eyes closed in contentment. As she drifted to sleep, she felt him kiss her hair.

"Mate," he growled. "Mine."

"Yours," she mumbled in agreement.