Chapter 19

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S tepping up onto the porch of the home they would be sharing as man and wife, Dragon and Mate, or whatever they were called, Rafe made quick work of the front door even though he insisted on holding her in his arms. Crossing the threshold, she chuckled as he kicked the door shut before stopping and letting her slide down his body. Drowning in his brilliant blue gaze, Nat slowly slid her fingers into his hair and pulled his mouth to hers. Their kiss went from soft and passionate to hard and fiery in a single beat of their combined hearts.

Moving so quickly she barely realized he’d done it, Rafe’s hands were on her ass and once again her feet left the floor as she fisted his hair. With her back touching the wall, her dress rode up her legs as she wrapped them around his waist, welcoming his aroused cock against her already wet, silk-covered pussy. Rolling her hips, trying to satiate the earth-shattering need she knew would always come from the touch of her Dragon, she tore her lips from her mate’s and gasped, “Rafe, yes, oh my God, I need you. I need… I need to feel you… all of you.”

No sooner had the words left her mouth than he was stalking into the living room, coming to a jarring halt in the center of the room. When her toes touched the ground, his hands left her waist, immediately unzipping her dress while his lips nipped and tasted across her décolletage.

Tearing at his clothes, she pulled the buttons from his shirt until it was completely open, throwing the offending material over her shoulder while squirming out of her dress. Hands and lips and fiery passion, their foreplay was frantic and forceful and blessedly over in less than a minute.

Using his enhanced speed, Rafe grabbed the quilt from the couch and spread it on the floor, laid her atop and knelt at her feet. With his hands around one of her ankles, he kissed up the inside of her leg, leaving tiny love bites, and soothing with long, slow licks until her pussy was slick with desire and she was crazy with need.

Laying down, his wide shoulders pushed open her legs, spreading her wide as her clit throbbed and her hips raised of their own volition. Smiling a smile that was all male pride, he looked her right in the eye as he slipped first one and then another finger into her shivering body, asking “Does my gorgeous mate need her Dragon, yet?”

Gasping at the overwhelming pleasure just his fingers could give her, she was unable to speak, only able to nod and mewl as he pushed in a third finger before leaning down and repeatedly flicking her swollen clit with the tip of his tongue until she was screaming, “Rafe… oh Rafe…. Yes…”

Passion burnt through her veins as he removed his fingers, replacing them with his tongue. Deep inside her, licking her pussy and sucking her clit, he set a miraculous rhythm that hurtled Nat into her first orgasm in mere minutes. Fisting his hair, she held her mate tight to her body as flames of passion threaten to burn her alive.

Barely coherent, she opened her eyes just in time to look at the miracle that was her mate as his cock entered her wanting body in one fluid motion. “You are mine and I am yours,” he growled. “Now and forever, Donatella O’Rhordan. Never shall we part.” Exhaling as the tip of his cock touched the bottom of her womb, he ground out, “Eternity is ours. I love you, mo cheann agus grá amháin .”

Leaning forward, he placed his hands on either side of her head, lifting her hips off the quilt with his own and holding utterly still. Filling her so completely, she felt his cock throbbing within her, knowing in the depths of her that they were finally, truly one.

Moving out of her and right back in over and over, picking up speed with every pass, stroking her sensitive bundle of nerves and bumping her clit, Rafe leaned even farther forward, sucking her hardened nipple into his mouth. Working it with tongue and teeth to the same perfect rhythm and speed as his erection worked in and out of her slick channel, the sensations were mind-blowing, unlike anything she’d ever experienced.

Each slap of his flesh to hers reaffirmed the absolute perfection of their union. Her pussy tightened. He drove harder. Her nails bit into the skin of his shoulders and back. He thrust with unwavering precision, driving the air from her lungs.

Letting her nipple fall from his lips Rafe snarled, “Say it, Donatella, say you are mine.”

She loved being possessed, loved belonging to her Dragon as magic filled the room and the pewter scales of his Dragon covered the back of his hands as she shrieked her answer, “Yours… I am yours, Rafe. I will always be only yours.”

“Mine.” He thrust over and over.

“Yours.”

Perched on the edge of the most extreme pleasure she could have ever imagine, a gift only Rafe could give her, she let her head fall to the side a split second before he pressed his teeth to her shoulder and while growling, “Mine,” over and over from his mind to hers, he bit down, breaking her delicate skin and marking her for all time.

Nat shattered into millions of pieces. Everything moved in slow motion. Fireworks burst behind her closed eyelids. Rafe was her only focus as she wailed until her voice was scratchy and joy filled her body and soul so completely she was sure she’d lost consciousness and shocked that their consummation wasn’t over.

Rafe’s cock thickened within her. His movements became frantic. She orgasmed again, this time in perfect unison as he emptied himself into her. Fire and desire filled his eyes when finally, he raised his head and smiled down at her.

Cupping his face, she whispered, “I am yours, now and forever, just as you are mine.” She gave a raspy chuckle through her abused throat, “And I can feel that you made sure your mark on my neck could be seen from Google Earth.”

Pulling himself from her body, Rafe laid down beside her, looking as only an incredibly satisfied man could look as he pulled her across his chest and said, “When we are mated in the way of my ancestors. The mark of my Dragon Scale with our beautiful brown eye in the center is our gift from the Universe, given to us at the perfect moment of our union.”

Rubbing the mark on her neck while looking at the matching one on his neck, she teased, “But I didn’t get to bite you.”

Making a show of growling and nuzzling her neck, his cock-sure tone sounded in her mind, “Oh baby, you can bite me anytime you like, but first…”

Pulling away, he handed her a gray silk pouch that hadn’t been in his hand before and coaxed aloud, “Well, open it, silly woman.”

“You said no gifts.”

“Yeah, well, I broke my own rules. Just open it.”

She loved messing with him. She’d never felt so comfortable and open with another person and it was just one of hundreds of things she loved about her Dragon.

Pulling the strings, she tipped over the pouch, gasping as a perfect fiery opal set in an intricate gold setting surrounded by diamonds fell into the palm of her hand. Picking up the ring while she sat speechless, Rafe slid it onto her left ring finger and explained, “This was my great, great grandmother’s ring. She was the original Pewter Dragon Queen and nearly three thousand years old when she joined her mate in the Heavens. I was a very small boy when she gave this ring to me, but I will always remember her words – ‘Rafe, one day, when you are much older, you will find the woman you cannot live without. She will make you feel things you never thought possible and give the future that without her you would never have’.”

He kissed the tip of her nose then added, “That is you, mo chrói and I will spend every day proving how very much you mean to me.”

Rolling over Nat propped her chin on her hand on Rafe’s chest and after a moment of just staring at the man she loved more than life herself, she beamed, “Thank you for loving me, Rafe. You know I won’t be the easiest to live with but know without reservation that I will always adore you as no woman ever could and will do everything in my power to make you the happiest Dragon in the world.”

Crawling across his chest until her lips were almost touching his she added, “Thank you for putting up with my bullshit and nasty attitude.” She laid her lips to his and finished her thought in his mind. “I adore you and cannot wait for every second of our forever.”

Chuckling as his arms wound around her and he deepened their kiss, Rafe teased, “Can I get that nasty attitude line in writing?”

Loving the ease of their relationship, opened completely to her mate, Nat chuckled while waggling her eyebrows, “Nope. Never, but I can put lots of other things in writing, Sparky .”

Laughing out loud, he declared, “Oh my Heavens, that’s it. You’re never speaking to Gil alone again.”

“He said you’d say that,” Nat laughed. “Besides, you own me a Dragon flight and a...

“I do so love the way you think, mo ghrá . Oh, hell yeah, almost as much as I love you .”

Until next time, spread your wings and fly, my friends…