Chapter 4

His little witch.

Naked.

Standing just inside the door.

He greedily took in every natural curve of her body. Her bountiful breasts swayed as she moved toward him. Her nipples were beaded little buds, begging for attention. He licked his lips, his mouth watering, ready to taste her mounds. His eyes dipped down to her soft belly and farther to her bare mons.

He growled. She stepped into the shower with him.

“I thought you’d wait for me,” he murmured, placing his soap back on the shelf.

“You told me that I could help myself to anything in the house.” She went closer to him. Her small hands spread across his chest, gathering up the lather from the soap.

“That I did,” he agreed.

He became mesmerized watching her hands discover his body, heading south. His abdomen quivered. She trailed her nails down and hissed, her hand encircling his stiff length. His dragon rumbled in his chest at her stroking him.

“So here I am, helping myself to you.”

He looked into her eyes, and his control snapped. He grabbed her face and crushed his mouth to hers. She immediately opened for him, allowing his tongue to sweep her mouth. He loved the taste of her and wanted to consume her. Her tongue met his with every stroke. He pushed them back until her back met the tile wall of the shower.

She gasped, and he broke the kiss, his lips burning a trail along her jaw and down her neck. The water flowed around them, allowing their hands to slide easily against each other. He growled. She continued her motions. He wasn’t going to last long, and he’d be damned if he blew first. He wanted to feel her come apart on him.

He reached down and lifted her against the wall.

“Feno,” she moaned.

He nipped the skin on her shoulder. His dragon was demanding that he mark her now, but it would be too soon for that. The blunt tip of his cock was nestled in her folds, and she gripped his hair and dragged his face to hers. She kissed him with a passion that burned deep in his chest. His little witch had some fire to her.

He thrust deep, and she broke the kiss with a scream. He grunted, her walls gripping him. She was slick and completely ready for him. Moisture slid along cock as he held still.

“Feno,” she chanted and buried her head in the crook of his neck.

“Fuck,” he groaned out and gripped her tight. Her pussy fit him as he knew it would. She was made perfectly for him. Fate never got it wrong. “Hold on, baby.”

This would be fast and hard, but he would make sure she reached her release first. They would have the rest of the night to learn each other’s bodies. He was a quick study, and by morning, he would have every facet of her body memorized.

He lifted her again and slammed her down onto him, ensuring his cock went as deep as it could. The sounds of her moans echoed in the shower stall and drove him wild. He leaned away from her slightly to change the angle of his thrusts. He knew he’d hit the right spot when her moans morphed into screams of pleasure.

He quickened his pace at the familiar tingling sensation deep within his testicles.

“Feno, please,” she gasped, raising herself and sliding down on him, rotating her hips.

His needy little witch knew what she wanted, and he’d let her take it.

“Take what you need,” he growled out.

She took over. Her hands gripped the back of his head, and she worked her pussy along his cock. He slid his hand between them and parted her folds with his fingers, finding her swollen clitoris and rubbing it with his thumb.

“Yes,” she hissed and threw her head back.

He pumped quicker with his motion along her sensitive flesh. She rocked faster on his cock. Her muscles squeezed him tight, and her orgasm rolled over her. A growl tore from his chest. He grabbed her and thrust deep into her tight channel. He let loose a roar, emptying himself inside her.

He stood still; their bodies remained joined, and he was barely able to catch his breath. And from the sounds of her breathing, she was just as affected as he was. He continued to hold her tight in his arms, reaching for the shower handle to turn the water off.

He slowly withdrew from her body amidst her gentle protest. He instantly missed the feeling of her wrapped tightly around him. They would have more opportunity to continue, but for now, he needed to get his mate to bed.

Willow leaned her face against his neck and held on to him while he carried her out of the shower. He grabbed a towel on his way out and headed into his bedroom. He glanced at the alarm clock on the nightstand and discovered it was after two in the morning.

He carefully sat Willow on the edge of the bed and quickly dried her off with the towel before helping her into his bed. He pulled the covers over her while drying himself off, then climbed into the bed with her.

His dragon was pleased that their mate was with them, in their bed. She breathed in slow, even breaths, sleep claiming her. He brushed her damp hair from her face and took in her beauty. He had waited for this moment for so long that he was too anxious to go to sleep. It was almost as if he had dreamt her up.

“Promise me you’ll be here in the morning,” he whispered, placing a kiss on her forehead. He adjusted his pillows and drew his mate close and closed his eyes to allow the sandman to take him.

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Willow opened her eyes and thought she would feel some type of embarrassment for sleeping with Feno, but it never came. She smiled and stretched but found her legs immobile.

“What the?—?”

A swipe of a tongue across her clitoris almost sent her into convulsions. She glanced down to find Feno feasting between her legs. Her body arched from the pleasure he brought her. If waking up with Feno was like this every morning, she would never leave.

How the hell had she slept through the beginning of this?

“Feno,” she gasped, reaching down to thread her fingers into his hair.

He thrust his finger inside her, stayed focus on her clit, alternating between sucking and flicking his tongue across it. Her hips arched, bringing her pussy flush against his face. He increased the pace of his fingers fucking her.

“What are you doing?”

“If you have to ask, I’m not doing it right,” he growled and thrust his fingers deeper.

Moisture slipped out of her core. Feno slid another finger into her, stretching her. Her legs trembled while he worked her. Her muscles grew tight, and her orgasm slowly rolled through her. She closed her eyes tight and would have sworn her body had taken off to the sky. Stars surrounded her, and she allowed her orgasm to take her.

Her body relaxed on the bed, her legs falling wide open. Feno climbed over her and settled in her valley. She opened her eyes and stared into his. He lined himself up to her opening. He rubbed the tip of his cock against her, gathering some of her release and groaned, sliding fully into her with one thrust.

Their eyes remained locked. He moved. She reached up and locked her fingers behind his head and brought his face to hers for a passionate kiss. Their bodies moved in sync, and they both fell apart.

Feno poured himself inside her before his body collapsed on top of hers. She held him close to her and kept her legs wrapped around him tight, not wanting him to pull out of her. She felt complete and whole with him inside her.

Once he helped her find her grandmother, she didn’t know if she would be able to let this shifter go.