Chapter Thirty-Nine

Sarah

"S o, you want more kids?" I gasped, grinding my hips hard against Levi as he reclined against the couch. "You want to come inside me and breed me? Is that it, you bad, bad boy?"

His cock grew harder as the words tumbled from my mouth. His mouth was busy suckling on my nipples, hands cupping them from below for his greedy lips to taste. But that didn't stop him from growling his excitement.

My head fell back, thrusting my breasts closer to him, as I ground hard, my knees resting on the couch on either side of Levi. We'd started off with him sliding into me from behind, but tonight, I'd felt like taking charge. I wanted to fuck him for once.

Apparently, it brought out a kinky side of me I didn't know I possessed.

"You want me to make you a daddy again?" I moaned, bathing in the electric ecstasy of the moment, the sheer naughtiness of what I was saying lighting very nerve ending on fire.

"At least once more," he hissed, grabbing my hips with both hands, helping me move against him faster. "Twice. Maybe three times. I want to watch your belly grow and your tits swell. Ungghh ."

My pussy clamped down around him hard in response, cutting off anything else he'd intended to say.

"You think you can do that, do you?" I gritted, sensing another orgasm approaching like the light in a tunnel. It would be my last. I was already worn out from the twenty minutes Levi had spent licking my clit while I'd writhed and moaned. "You think I'll let you?"

"Yes," he replied, one hand grabbing my ass firmly and squeezing with long fingers that scooped most of one entire cheek into his grip. "I do."

"And why do you think that?" I leaned forward, rising up and down, my breasts bouncing in front of his face. "Why would I let you do that to me?"

"Because you're my mate," he half-snarled, proclaiming it for anyone to hear there in the dark of his condo. "And once I claim you as my own, I will make you a mother again!"

I shivered, and time slowed.

His mate.

In the past week, that term had taken on a new meaning. Not only had we grown closer as a family in the peace and quiet following the events at the palace, but I'd learned much about dragon culture. Including what it meant to truly be mated to one.

"Sarah?" Levi's face lost much of the carnal intensity that had overcome him to that point as he recognized a shift in me. "Is everything okay?"

"You really want that," I said, still grinding against him but slower now. "Don't you?"

He frowned. "Want what?"

"Me to be your mate."

"Sarah, I don't want it. You are . I have no doubts. I simply have not claimed you yet. That is all. But it doesn't change what you are to me. Only what we are to each other. If that makes sense."

It did, in an odd way.

"You're so confident of it," I whispered. I thrust a little harder against him. A little faster. "So sure I'm yours."

"No," he replied, staring up at me with an odd light in his eyes. "I am yours . And I want you to be nothing but mine. But I cannot, I will not , force it. You must want me with all you have. Forever."

I swallowed, going still, watching his face and seeing deep into his soul, where a bedrock of want and need lay, coupled with a steely confidence. He knew what he wanted. But he wasn't going to take it. He would wait as long as it took for me to give it. Including forever if it came to it.

Seeing that awoke something in me.

Never before had I been so desired but also so respected. I grabbed his neck, using it as leverage to grind against his cock, basking in the fullness as it slid in and out, slick with my own wetness.

"Sarah?" The question was left hanging in the empty air, full of innuendo.

"Do it," I said, kissing him hard and fast, even as I rocked back and forth with ever quickening speed. "Take me, Levi. I love you. I want you."

"Are you—"

"Claim me!" I cried, my orgasm fast approaching. "Do it now! Oh, fuckkk."

His cock was swelling. He, too, was on the edge. I knew it.

Levi's chest shimmered with golden rubies as his scales appeared beneath my hands. They were warm to the touch. One of his hands grew a claw, the tip of which he used to pry off a small scale no larger than the center of my palm.

"Make me yours," I hissed through clench teeth. "Levi, I want you. I love you. I love you. I love yo—!"

I tossed my head back in a wordless shout as I came. Levi's hips thrust up as he swelled, and a second later, his seed filled me.

Then he pressed the scale to my breastbone, and my cry became a scream as pain went to war with the ultimate pleasure. They mixed, spinning around one another like helixes, rising higher and higher into my brain, where they went off like fireworks.

I thrashed in Levi's grip, the heat of the new part of me spreading outward like ripples from a rock thrown into water. They washed down my arms, down my legs, while all my muscles flexed and relaxed with my orgasm.

Then it abruptly passed, and I slumped forward onto my side and into Levi, unable to support myself, gasping for air while his cum slowly dripped down my thigh, that moment all but forgotten in the intensity of the bonding process.

"Sarah?"

My eyes flew open as I felt him as much as heard him. The worry that I wasn't okay, that perhaps he'd hurt me somehow. It was there in my brain, pulsing slowly. As was another, stronger feeling.

Happiness. Not even that, but sheer ultimate bliss at what had just transpired between us.

"Levi," I whispered, weary muscles forcing me upright. "Is that … is that you?"

"I told you we would be linked. Did you not believe me?"

I frowned, adjusting myself, his still semi-hard cock sliding a little deeper inside as I sat upright. It didn't feel terrible, so I rocked against him a little as well, watching as his eyes dropped down then back up, his lower lip curling between his teeth.

"I guess not," I admitted, his fingers teasing one of my nipples until it hardened. I hissed softly in delight.

"Why not?" he growled, tracing a finger up my inner thigh, producing wicked little electric shocks.

Shrugging, I ran my hands through his hair, watching his face as I touched him, experiencing his pleasure anew in my mind. "Come on, Levi. Telepathy? That's impossible."

Without warning, Levi somehow pushed himself off the couch, still holding me to his body, then spun around and dropped me onto my shoulders, the rest of me held aloft against his waist. At the same time, his wings spread from his back.

"I can change into a dragon," he reminded me, pulling his hips back and thrusting into me.

I moaned. The angle was just right. Levi twitched, his eyes filling with fire.

"You're right," I said. "But, Levi?"

"Mmmm?"

"Enough talk. Fuck me ."