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15. Thalia

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THALIA

T halia could barely stand. Leaning against Drake for support, she tightened her grip on his arms and stared at him in awe.

"That was incredible," she whispered.

He grinned, then chuckled. "I'm just getting started."

Before she could respond, Drake began undressing her. From the way he touched her, he desired her just as much as she desired him.

His fingers shook slightly, an unexpected vulnerability that sent a thrill through her. His eyes never left hers as he delicately unpinned her hair, letting the dark curls fall around her shoulders. With a gentleness she hadn't expected from such a hardened man, he reached out and traced the curve of her collarbone.

He said nothing, but his touch spoke volumes. Their eyes were locked in an intense gaze, expressing their unspoken longing for one another. The soft candlelight flickered across his chiseled face, casting shadows that made his jawline seem carved out of marble.

Their lips met in a desperate kiss as Drake pulled her closer, wrapping his muscular arms around her slender body. Thalia's heart pounded in her chest like a wild drum calling for the hunt. This was exactly where she wanted to be. Exactly where she needed to be.

Their passion was so forceful it was almost frightening. It was fiery like the very dragon lurking inside her shifter lover. Never had she been so overwhelmed, which was both exhilarating and scarily intense.

Yet she couldn't pull away, even if she wanted to.

The world outside ceased to exist. He kissed down her neck and whispered sweet nothings into her ear that made her shiver with anticipation.

"I've been waiting for this moment," he muttered breathlessly, nuzzling his face into the crook of her neck.

"So have I," she whispered back.

With his hands still wet with her desire, he plunged a finger inside her. Thalia arched and cried out as waves of pleasure coursed through her.

Drake moved with an intoxicating rhythm, his fingers exploring her with an instinctive knowledge that left her breathless. The sensation was all-consuming, calling forth a passion she had never experienced. She bit down on her lower lip, the slight sting of pain a wonderful distraction from the pleasure that threatened to overwhelm her.

His gaze never left hers as he continued his exploration, the intensity in his eyes feeding her desire. His touch was confident, commanding even. Each stroke sent a jolt of electricity through her veins.

He grinned devilishly at her response and leaned down to capture her lips once again. This time, she took control of the kiss, surprising him with the hunger in her that matched his own. Her hands tangled in his hair as she pulled him closer, their bodies pressed so intimately together that not even a whisper could pass between them.

Drake looked at her with an intensity that left her breathless, his gaze roving over every inch of her. His hands, rough from years of physical labor, caressed her hips and the curve of her waist, and then finally cupped her face.

For a moment, he just studied her as if she were a priceless work of art. Thalia had never felt so cherished and desired in all her life.

"I want everything," he said in a low rumble that made her heart flutter and stomach tighten. "All of you."

Thalia nodded, too overcome with raw emotion to trust herself with words. She kissed him with all the longing welling up inside her. As their lips danced in an intimate tango of desire, she allowed Drake to guide them both onto the soft cushions of the nearby divan.

The world around them faded into insignificance as they explored each other's bodies. It was wild yet tender, two beings driven by pure carnal desire bound by a deep emotional connection.

He was everywhere at once. His hands on her, his lips on hers. He tasted musky and wild, somehow fitting for a dragon shifter. With each passing second, she could feel how desperately he wanted her. Every inch of his body was taut and hard against hers.

Drake moved above her. His eyes held an animalistic hunger as he surveyed her body. He bent his head, nuzzling his face in the hollow of her neck, the rough stubble on his jaw scraping against the soft skin of her throat. The sensation sent shivers down her spine, and she weaved her fingers in his hair, pulling him closer.

His lips found hers again as he moved with a slow rhythm that matched the pulsing beat of their hearts. Their bodies were slick with sweat, slipping and sliding against each other, each touch sending waves of pleasure coursing through them. It was an intoxicating dance of affection and desire, a dance they were perfectly in sync with.

Drake's hands roved her body, tracing every curve and crevice. He lavished attention on every part of her with an almost reverential focus that made her feel cherished in a way she never had. And yet, there was an urgency in his movements, a primal need to claim and possess that spoke volumes of his desire for her.

With every touch, every kiss, every moment their bodies remained intertwined, she could feel herself falling deeper into him. The line between where she ended and he began was blurring into oblivion and she reveled in it.

He entered her then, slowly so as not to cause pain but quickly enough to underline his own need for her. Thalia gasped as she felt him inside. It was pure bliss mixed with a hint of sweet agony.

They moved together in perfect harmony, meeting each other's anguished thrusts in time, each gasp echoing a groan. Their rhythm was like an ageless melody – passionate, unrestrained, and wildly intoxicating. Drake's body felt like a perfect match for hers, their physical connection as profound as their emotional one.

Thalia's senses were enveloped by him. The scent of his skin, the taste of his lips, the sound of his ragged breathing. His hands roamed her body with fierce possessiveness, stoking the flames of her desire until she thought she might combust. She clung to him, her nails digging into his muscled back as pleasure coursed through her like a raging river.

Their eyes remained locked even as their bodies danced in the throes of passion, a silent confirmation of the connection that surged between them. His gaze was filled with an intensity that mirrored her own feelings, raw and untamed.

"Thalia," he said hoarsely, burying his face in the crook of her shoulder.

Her heart stuttered at hearing her name on his lips at such a moment. She wanted him completely, mind, body, and soul.

She clung to him, her nails digging into his skin, marking him as hers just as much as he was marking her as his own. His sweat-slicked body moved above her, strong, confident, and untamed. He watched her with those piercing eyes. Those eyes that seemed to see right through her, making her feel known... cherished... loved.

"Drake," she whispered, her voice barely audible amid their shared breaths and gasps. He hushed her gently with a fervent kiss, pouring all of himself into it.

Words were unnecessary as they moved together. Their bodies spoke a language common only to them, one of shared passion and overwhelming desire. Their rhythm quickened. The tempo of their intimate dance increased moment by moment.

His hands held her close, his grip firm yet gentle. She arched beneath him, matching his rhythm perfectly. Their bodies were intertwined in ecstasy.

His fingers found hers and he laced their hands together, pressing them onto the soft fabric of the divan above her head. His thumb gently caressed the back of her hand, sending another jolt of electricity coursing through her.

He drove into her with a steady rhythm, each thrust sending waves of pleasure straight to her core. The sensation was intoxicating and overwhelming, and she felt herself teetering on the edge.

Their breaths came in ragged gasps that were lost in their shared kisses. Their bodies glistened with sweat under the soft glow of the candlelight. Each stroke, each caress, every whisper of skin on skin was a testament to their shared passion and hunger for one another.

The room filled with their gasping breaths and soft sounds of pleasure, a symphony of delight that drowned out everything else. Time seemed to stand still as they drowned in each other, the outside world forgotten.

Her hands tightened around his as she felt her climax building, a storm brewing within her that threatened to shatter her into a million pieces. But she wasn't afraid. He would be there to catch every piece of her.

She could see it in his eyes too, the telltale signs of his impending release. His movements became more erratic, his breaths shorter and more ragged. She could feel him, rigid and throbbing inside her, ready to surrender just as much as she was.

Through the haze of pleasure, Thalia felt a warm glow spread through her body. It was the look in his eyes that did it. That raw, unfiltered desire that made her feel cherished and loved.

Suddenly, he flipped them over so that she was straddling him. Thalia froze for a moment at this unexpected change in position, but Drake held her gaze confidently, guiding her gently. Taking control, she began to ride him at a pace that matched their heightened desires.

The reversal of roles gave birth to a newfound sense of power within Thalia. She watched as Drake's face contorted with pleasure underneath her. It was a potent image that further stoked the flames of her desire.

His hands roamed freely over her body as she moved rhythmically above him. He cupped her breasts, his thumbs teasingly caressing her nipples before moving down to grip her hips. The sight and feel of him completely at her mercy was intoxicating.

She could feel him everywhere, his touch leaving a trail of fire on her skin that only he could quench.

His breath hitched as he neared his climax, a low groan escaping him as he pressed his forehead against hers. "Thalia…" he breathed out in a ragged whisper.

It was the way he said her name that made her heart flutter, raw and filled with emotion. With one final thrust, they tumbled over the edge together into waves of pleasure and satisfaction.

Thalia collapsed onto Drake, their bodies slick with sweat and panting heavily. He kissed her softly, gently, reaffirming the connection they had just shared. Her heart pounded against his, two hearts beating as one amid their entangled bodies.

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