Ruby Dragon (Awakened Dragons Book 3) (7 page)

F
aye’s response
to him was tantalizing beyond belief. Watching her heated gaze and soft hands rove over his body lustfully was wonderful, connected, something just between them.

But it was about time she experienced what
he
could do.

With ease, he tore free of the scarves holding his hands and feet bound, and Faye gave out a little squeak of surprise, flinching slightly at the sight.

Easy on the dragon strength
, he warned himself as he came up to her slowly, seated on the edge of the bed. Thankfully, he could still see the heat in her eyes, see the want in the way she leaned toward him, like a magnet unable to avoid the supernatural pull of its polar counterpart.

First, he just tilted her head with the tip of his thumb, leaning toward her inch by inch until they were so close their lips almost touched. He loved teasing her like this. He could feel the warmth of her lips, the feel of her aroused, staccato breaths as the anticipation grew between them. And then he bridged the last centimeter, closing the gap as their lips sealed together.

Immediately, she sank into the kiss as his hand curved around the back of her head, caressing the nape of her neck slowly. He started soft, keeping the pressure between them light, romantic. And then gradually, he deepened their connection, pressing harder until she gave in, opening her mouth willingly, eagerly, to allow him entrance.

As his tongue dipped inside, he picked Faye up and set her on top of him, straddling him on the bed as they continued the kiss. The feel of her thighs against him, her chest next to him as the fabric of their shirts brushed and made contact with skin was better than he could have anticipated. The way she relaxed as his tongue delved deeper, the way she yielded as his hand rested on the small of her back, supporting her, was enough to make him wild.

Beneath all the hardness, beneath the defenses she had erected to avoid pain was a woman that deserved much better than she’d received.

And he hoped to give her everything, anything it took to make her feel alive again. To feel safe again.

“How slow do you plan to go?” she said, finishing with a sigh as he left her mouth and kissed the base of her neck.

“As slow as you can stand and as fast as you’re able,” he muttered against her, not stopping with his determined, sensually spaced kisses.

“You never make any sense.” She smiled in pleasure as he moved lower, gracing the skin under the collar of her T-shirt with more kisses, so very close to her breasts yet light-years away from what he could
really
do once the clothes were gone.

“I think I make perfect sense,” he replied, too focused on her pleasure to know if that were really true.

Maybe words didn’t make sense at this moment, but he could communicate in other ways.

His hands played beneath the hem of her shirt, feeling her soft curves, exploring where she was most sensitive, testing her body’s reaction before he went further.

And in every way, she was open, ready, and wanting to receive. Giving him all her trust. He ran his hands up along the velvety skin of her back and effortlessly undid the clasp of her bra, watching for hesitancy on her part, monitoring to make sure she felt no fear, only pleasure.

He slid off Faye’s shirt and bra, going slowly despite her rushed eagerness, letting the erotic tension build until her ample breasts finally came free, soft and perfect. Rosy nipples begging for his attention.

Suddenly, going slow was getting harder to do.

Still, he continued with the unhurried, sensual route, cupping her breasts and massaging them with full, circular motions. She moaned lightly at the touch, sending shockwaves down to his toes. Her sounds were soft but intense, the bone-deep kind of sexual pleasure that made him vibrate with satisfaction.

And then his thumbs pressed lightly into her nipples, and she
really
moaned.

Damn, keep it together, Redmond.
His dragon was going crazy at the sight of her, back arching in his lap, eyes closed in pleasure as he softly tweaked her nipples with his fingers, toying with her, drawing moans from her, watching her body writhe over him.

He was already ready to lose it, and they’d only just started.

How was he going to handle seeing her come?

He pulled her closer to him, their hips grinding together as he lowered his mouth over one succulent nipple, then the other, kissing, laving, suckling. Making her wild with want, wild with delicious tension as she got closer and closer.

She was resisting her orgasm; he could tell. But he wasn’t going to rush her. She was special to him, and her first orgasm with him deserved to be earthshattering.

As he continued to kiss her breasts, venturing away from their centers and exploring the rest of her chest, he unzipped the top of her jeans, excited by the feel of soft skin and satiny panties. She sighed in approbation, and he caught her mouth once again in a long, sensuous kiss as his hands ran along her soft hips and slightly beneath her underwear, teasing her.

By now, he could hear her thoughts, her body begging for release as each kiss and each touch pushed her further into new territory.

He felt below her panties with one hand, exploring her soft folds and brushing gently over the soft, erotic nub at the center of her hips, the touch a promise of more to soon come. And then he ran one finger along the length of her clit, softly and slowly, letting her savor the touch as he himself savored the feel of her, the feel of her body as she reacted to it.

To his surprise, one was all it took, and Faye swore under her breath, her body clenching around him, her legs squeezing his hips tightly as the last few seconds before orgasm overtook her entirely.

And then the release came, and she gripped him even more tightly, her fingers digging into the back of his shoulders as she buried her head in the crook of his neck and cried out in pleasure. In response, Red just held her, arms wrapped around her as her hips ground against his and she quivered from the all-consuming pleasure.

When she was finally done, she let out a long, relieved sigh. Her eyes looked up at him in wonder. Her body was glowy and flushed. “I’ve really been missing out, haven’t I?”

“Haven’t you played with yourself at all?”

She bit her lip. “It doesn’t feel anything like this. It’s… stronger with you.”

“So it’s safe to say no other man has done that for you?” he asked, tamping down jealous pride as well as extreme anger that no one had taken proper care of her. Oh well, she had him now.

“Yes, it most definitely is,” she responded, giving a satisfied little sigh that made the hairs on the end of his back stand at attention.

His hands cupped her curvaceous ass as she wrapped her arms around his neck, her breasts rubbing against his chest, making him wish he’d taken off his shirt earlier.

“Good,” he said. “I want to be the only one. Ever. I’ll never let you be unsatisfied.”

Before she had time to respond, he reversed their positions on the bed, laying her down softly on her back as he kneeled above her. He saw heat in her sky-blue eyes as he slowly peeled off her jeans. Her bare legs were so beautiful, so creamy and smooth. He drew a finger over her satiny panties and then pulled them off as well. Then he lowered himself between her legs.

“I’m going to show you a lot of firsts,” he said.

“I wish I was yours,” she said. “You probably don’t have any firsts.”

“I’ve never felt this way about a woman,” he uttered. “That’s a first.”

At that, he lowered himself completely and licked down over her center, eliciting a gasp in response as Faye pressed into the bed, fingers desperately grasping the pillow behind her.

Red threw off his shirt and tossed it to the side and guided Faye’s hands to his shoulders, giving her something to grasp as he came down again and began to make small circles with the tip of his tongue around her clit.

But as he did, he could already feel her body tensing again, could sense her getting close to another release at shocking speed, the grip of her nails in his back and the tautness of her muscles signaling its approach.

He held his hands on her hips as he licked once more, this time in an upward motion against her clit, using every inch of tongue to stimulate her to the fullest extent possible. Halfway through, he felt her body clench again, but he finished the stroke just in time to hold her close as she came apart in his arms, enjoying the feel of her next to him as she screamed out her pleasure.

“You’re very sensitive, aren’t you?” he said with a grin as she came down from her high, flushed and satisfied.

“I don’t know,” she said, letting out a long breath and inhaling. “I mean, none of this felt this way before. Everything is different. Which is why…” She trailed off, hesitancy suddenly in her voice as she bit her lower lip nervously.

“Why what?” Red asked, worried about the sudden source of trepidation.

“Why I think I’d like to see what sex is like with you. You know,
sex
sex,” she replied, excitement rising behind the tenuousness in her voice.

“Are you sure? We can take it slow.”

“Does it hurt?” she asked nervously.

He felt his whole body tighten at the storm cloud of anger forming inside him. “No. I shouldn’t. Not if you’re ready. Not unless it’s the first time. But any good partner should stop and wait if you’re feeling pain.”

Tears bit at the corners of her eyes, and he brushed them away. “We can stop.”

“No,” she said. “I feel like I want to keep going. I figure while I’m experiencing things I’ve missed and taking control back in my life, why not go all the way?” She bit her lip.

Red had seen a lot of sides of humanity, despite his general tendency to not get involved with them. Lust. Greed. Power mongering. Hatred. But never before had he seen this stunning vulnerability. This trust.

She wasn’t just trusting him with her body, but with her heart.

And he felt he could mate her right now, if only it were right.

But she still didn’t even know what he was. She didn’t know about dragons or mate claiming or any of it. And now wasn’t the right time.

But they still had tonight. This special moment, unique between them that would forever be special and memorable.

“I care for you,” Red said, lifting her hand and kissing the back of her palm. “So you need to tell me how you’re feeling. Let me know if you want me to stop.”

“I don’t,” she said resolutely.

He gave her a soft smile as he knelt between her thighs. Then he gently felt inside her with one finger, then two, making sure she was ready. Her heat and wetness were accommodating, inviting. She let out a little mewl of pleasure, and he felt his whole body clench in response.

He stepped off the bed and pulled off his jeans and underwear, content at the long once-over she gave him, her gaze stopping below the waist. Once everything was off, he pulled a condom out of his wallet. He understood this was a form of protection for her and rolled it on. No matter how, he wanted to make sure she felt safe.

He could feel her heart racing as he came over her again, positioning himself between her legs. Though he was experienced, he felt nervous, like a schoolboy, all his skills melting away as he felt totally intimidated by the beauty in front of him.

And then, with a slow, gentle thrust, he came into Faye, watching her eyes for any sign of alarm.

Instead, she seemed to melt in pleasure, even as her body tensed and then relaxed around him, adjusting to his size.

Red was shocked at the feel of it. How at home he felt, how right he felt. How they seemed to fit perfectly. And how emotions seemed to overwhelm him, telling him he’d been in love with her from the first time he’d seen her.

She let out a soft moan at just the mere sensation of it, her hands twisting into the sheets, her back arching. “Oh, that is heaven,” she said. “I don’t know how you make it feel like that.”

Gritting his teeth, Red pulled most of the way out and then thrust back into Faye, who arched in pleasure, moaning his name.

“Oh, that’s even better. Don’t stop.”

He didn’t know how she was even able to talk. He didn’t think he could, with his emotions surging through him, filling him to bursting.

So he just kept moving inside her, savoring every response of her body. Focusing on everything about her so he could freeze this moment in his mind forever. Her sweet scent filling the room, her skin soft as their hips met, her soft hands reaching for his shoulders and then digging in as she held on. Her blond curls bouncing, tousled with sweat. Her soft lips red from his kiss.

She looked as exhausted as she was enthusiastic, and as much as he wanted to keep making love until the sun rose, he knew he couldn’t go much longer as well. Making love to someone he loved was unlike anything he’d ever felt.

So he could probably only give her one more release, and he was going to make it a damn good one.

He lengthened his strokes, letting their bodies come together with more intensity each time, thrusting into her with more strength. And as he did, he saw Faye trying to hold off her orgasm again, digging her hands into his back and tensing her body tightly. He knew it took a lot for her to trust him. He would just have to hold off until she was ready.

With one final, hard thrust, she reached her limit and screamed as she gave herself to the pleasure, and Red felt her tighten around him, her entire body coiling like a spring and then releasing into soft, vibrating sensation.

She called his name, saying it over and over, and at that, Red felt himself pulled over the ledge with her, his skin bursting with electricity as he hardened inside her, the pulsating of her body wringing every last drop of pleasure out of him.

Until finally both of them collapsed together, bodies still humming as one. Red pushed himself up on his arms, enjoying a few more seconds inside her, feeling elated and exhausted and happy with the knowledge that Faye felt the same way.

“And
that
is what sex is supposed to feel like,” he said, giving her a grin as he curled over her once again.