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He pulls my sweater over my head, setting it on top of my jacket. I’m wearing one of the bras he bought for me. It’s black and silky, lined with a small touch of red lace at the top.
Normally, I’d feel self-conscious about being stripped down to my bra in front of people, but the rest of them are as naked as the day they were born, so even in my bra, I still feel overdressed. Besides, none of them are paying much attention to me. They’re moving closer to each other.
“This is as much as any of them are going to see of you.” Midas says, breath warm against the shell of my ear. His hands cup my breasts over my bra. “Your nipples are mine.”
“How will that work once I’m a dragon?” I tease. “My bra won’t stay on when I transform.”
He growls in my ear and twists one of my nipples through the thin cloth of my bra. “I’ll tell them to avert their eyes on the threat of death.”
“Jealous, aren’t you?”
“I already told you as much.” He tugs at the tight leather leggings and my heartbeat picks up even faster. I’m gasping for breath, each touch lighting my nerve endings, each pound of the drums making my body pulse.
Breathless, I ask, “Are you really going to undress me… right here? In front of everyone.”
“They aren’t paying attention anymore. The goddess has taken them to another plane.”
He’s right. There’s a new quality to the dance in front of us. Their gazes are unfocused. In place of pupils, their eyes are burning flames. I look back at Midas, and though I see the same fire in his eyes as earlier, he’s not as consumed as the others.
But his expression is as wild as the drums, as feral as the dance.
“Stand up,” he commands.
I do, and he tugs my pants the rest of the way off my legs. With the heat emanating from the dragons, the space is toasty and warm.
I love the way Midas looks up at me as he leans back against the steps. I want to feed that hunger in his eyes. When I sway my hips and twist my body, his eyes burn brighter for a moment before he shakes his head like he’s shaking off a drugged fog. He grabs me with a seriousness I don’t expect. “I wasn’t exaggerating. You wouldn’t survive this dance, and I won’t lose you.”
I straddle his legs, pressing my black silk underwear against his hard length. “I’m not going anywhere.”
“Does that mean you’ve decided?” He says it like he’s holding his breath.
I tenderly kiss his cheek, sighing against his skin. “Let’s not think about that tonight.”
“Deal.” He rubs himself against me, then slips my panties to the side, keeping me mostly covered, but making a path for his cock. His tip glides through my arousal, brushing against my clit before he pulls me all the way down onto him, impaling me with his cock as the drums swell. With both hands on my waist, he lifts me up and down as he thrusts in and out of me, holding me just where he wants me.
The drums get louder. His hands squeeze tighter. His thrusts get faster. Harder. Rougher. The noises coming out of me are unlike any I’ve ever heard before, gasping pants that make me think of animals in heat.
I’ve never felt so alive, so consumed. The sensations of my body are overpowering, sending me higher and higher until I’m barely aware of anything except for the place where our bodies join. Pleasure crashes into me like a song building towards a crescendo.
The dragons behind me make a noise like a victory shout after a battle, letting loose a fresh wave of vibrations that shake through my body, tipping me over into the strongest climax I’ve ever experienced. I thought that what Midas and I did earlier was amazing, but this is something else. This is raw power and magic.
When I scream, he roars, orgasming right along with me. The whole room trembles. It goes on and on like an opera singer holding and sustaining that last long note.
And then it ends. I collapse on top of Midas and everything is silent.
Chapter 14
Someone is talking to me, but I can’t open my eyes. “Drink,” the voice says. A hand on my back eases me up and something cool presses against my lips. A sweet liquid slides down my throat, leaving a bitter after-taste.
“You should have known better,” a voice chastises.
“I didn’t let her dance. I thought—”
“You didn’t think. You took.”
A low growl sounds, vibrating across my skin. “Watch yourself, Lennox.”
A door closes, and then I’m surrounded in warmth that quickly makes me drift back into unconsciousness.
