Chapter 13
She leaned in and kissed him softly. "I have never felt like this, Lark. Not for anyone."
"You're the only woman I want, Sera. The only one I need."
She smiled softly. "I don't want you to make this more than it is. I just can't seem to stay away from you."
"Neither can I."
She kissed him again. They stumbled their way into her bedroom before they broke apart again.
"I want you, my beautiful Sera. Forever."
She brushed her lips over his again. This time, he brought her hand up to his chest and held it there. "I can't promise you forever. I don't know what that means. I've never had a long-term relationship or anything long-lasting, Lark."
His eyes glowed with the power of his dragon. "I will do everything I can to change your mind until you know for sure how much I want you. How much you're wanted, needed, all the time."
He kissed her hard. A kiss of passion and hunger. A claiming of the lips she couldn't fight. She sighed and melted into his touch. Her body heated instantly. His tongue dove into her mouth, staking a claim and owning her with a few swipes. She sensed his need just as much as she sensed her own. It was building inside her, growing by leaps and bounds and making her mind thirst for more.
She moaned when he moved away from her lips, his teeth grazing her jaw and nibbling down her throat. Her sex slickened with need. She pulled her dress off, offering her naked body to his view.
"Sera, you're so beautiful."
She smiled at how amazed he sounded. In the past, she'd never really allowed a man's words to influence her much. Sex had been just something to help her release stress. But this with Lark was so much more than sex. The way he looked at her, the way his gaze roamed over her body, it made her feel like a goddess.
"You really want me?"
"You know I do." He licked her chest, sucking, biting, and making her blood thicken with need.
She whimpered and pushed her breast into his mouth. The first suck made her moan. He pressed his fingers into her slick sex and then rubbed them against her clit.
"I want to be in you, Sera. Let me."
She sucked on a harsh breath. "I want that too. I want you."
He pushed her back on the bed, kissing and licking his way to her belly. "Are you sure? There's no turning back if you say yes."
A slow smile spread over her lips. "I'm sure."
He licked his lips and met her gaze. "First, I need to taste you. I've been dreaming of doing this for longer than you can imagine. My mouth," he said glancing down at her sex, "on your sweetness."
He slid down between her legs and groaned. Air rushed in and out of her lungs, keeping her barely able to function. She held her upper body up on her elbows, watching him.
Her heartbeat sped up the longer he stared at her. Her fingers were stiff from holding the blanket under her in a tight grip. She cleared her throat, calling his attention to her. He stopped staring at her sex and glanced up, his look full of hunger and fire. It made her burn from the inside. A man had never looked at her like he did at that moment – with ownership, possession, and raging lust.
It made her a bit giddy, and pushed any doubt out of her mind. She wanted him. Wanted this. So much. So bad. Desperately. Lark was the first and only man she'd ever felt this immediate desire and connection to.
"Lark…"
"I bet, no, I know you're delicious." He lowered his head and took a slow lick before she could process his words. "Mmm," he groaned. The vibration sent a wave of pleasure cascading through her. She dropped back on the bed, holding the sheets in a white-knuckle grip.
"Oh, my?—"
She gasped. He licked her like an ice cream cone, his tongue flat and flicking as if desperate to taste all of her. His tongue was bumpy, and each lick made her shudder in need.
"Goddess!"
Lark licked her repeatedly. He drew circles around her entrance, thrust his tongue in, and then pulled back. Each time it drove her a little crazier.
He tightened his arms around her thighs to keep her from squeezing at his head. In and out.
With a groan, Sera let go of the blanket bunched in her fists and took hold of the soft strands of his hair with both hands. She ground herself into his mouth, rocking her hips over his lips.
"More," she moaned, her focus solely on the winding tension inside her.
He flicked his tongue over her clit, licking it in small circles. She gasped, the tension drawing much tighter inside her. She whimpered, she was so close.
Sera screamed when a rush of pleasure traveled through her body. She sucked air into her lungs, trying to stop the immediate shaking and shuddering of her body.
He stood and took her breath away with the beauty of his body. Thick muscles corded his lower body and a long, hard shaft pointed straight up between his legs.
"Turn over, gorgeous." His voice was deep and rough. It was clear he was having a hard time controlling himself. That need she saw in his eyes, that hunger, drove her arousal and made her feel powerful.
She flipped onto her stomach and lifted her lower body to him.
She watched him stroke his hard length. He stepped close behind her, gripped her hips, and pushed between her slick folds.
He thrust forward, filling her in one quick glide. "Sera..."
She dropped her head forward, her forehead resting on the sheets and her hands gripping the bedding.
He withdrew, almost until he was completely out of her, and slammed back in. She moaned, grasping the sheets tighter. Then he thrust and withdrew in a building rhythm she couldn't keep up with. She could only hold on and try not to pass out from lack of air. His fingers dug into her hips, holding her tight.
With each hard thrust into her, he pushed her closer to her climax. His moves increased in speed and became more forceful with a growing desperation.
"Lark, I…"
He kissed her shoulder, a slow flutter over her slick skin before flicking it with his tongue.
"You feel perfect. I knew you would."
"Please," she moaned.
Her breath hitched and her orgasm rushed toward her so fast, she could taste it.
Fire burned where he grasped her hip, just as she bucked from the powerful orgasm that shoved her over the edge.
She screamed, shaking through waves of release. His slick body stiffened over her back. He rode his own release and only their ragged breaths filled the room.
Boneless and exhausted, she lay on her stomach. He fell on the bed beside her and pulled her to him until she was draped half over him, her face resting on his chest.
"This changes everything."
She smiled at his words. It was time for a change in her life anyway.