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Our first time, he’d used his teeth to mark my flesh in a hurried pursuit. This time, his soft kisses are fragrant on my skin, allowing me to release all the tension in my body and fully submit to him.

While he travels down my torso, my thighs part further in anticipation of his lips meeting my core. Fisting the comforter on either side, I close my eyes until the very moment when his lips meet my bundle of nerves.

I gasp, throwing my eyelids open and lifting my head to witness him dipping his head between my thighs. With his eyes coasting the surface of my pelvis, his tongue dips into my core and has me crying out his name.

As soon as it leaves my lips, his eyes darken and gloss over with more desire, prompting him to add a finger to his ministrations. The over-stimulation is enough to uncoil the tight knot in the pit of my belly, unraveling my being as I hit my peak.

“Ah!” I cry out when he continues to suckle on my swollen bundle of nerves while I ride out my high on the single finger he has curled inside my core. Quickly sliding my fingers through the silky locks of his dark hair, I gently tug when the stimulation becomes unbearing.

Aragon chuckles smugly when he removes his lips from my clit with a lewd pop. He towers over me, intently watching the way my body quivers from the impact of my orgasm with the tips of his fingers coasting my midriff.

My flesh pebbles with goosebumps from the way he watches me, the way he touches me. And the moment he removes his shirt, I’m thrown off the rails, licking my lips in anticipation. The wait is excruciating, and I can’t help myself. I pull myself onto my knees, helping him remove the last button and glorifying his abs with my palms.

“I’ve fantasized about this very moment,” he rasps, shirt sliding off his shoulders to expose his arms. His abs tighten beneath my touch, and I bat my eyelids at him.

“You have?” I muse with a mischievous smirk, hands settling on his belt. I take my sweet time undoing the buckle, relishing in the way his eyes glint as he stares at me.

“Yes…” he sighs from pure relief when I pull down the zip of his pants. Hooking my fingers beneath the waistband of his boxer shorts, I pause.

“What were you thinking of, hm…?” I tease, sliding my fingers back and forth and feeling the way his flesh ignites with heated goosebumps.

He licks his lips and slides a hand through my hair, narrowing his eyes at me. “Your lips wrapped around my cock…”

“Hmmm…” I muse deliberately, pulling down his boxers and allowing his distended cock to finally spring free. Laying hot and heavy in front of me, I wrap my fingers around the base then stroke the velvety length until the swollen tip. He shudders, his breath hitching in his throat when I gather the shiny bead of precum on the tip and spread it around the crown.

When his fingers tighten in my hair, I take it as a sign of him pleading to get what he wants. Smirking with self-satisfaction, I’m spurred on by the prideful thought that he’d fantasized about this. I stick my tongue out and lick the slit on the crown before parting my lips and wrapping them around his cock.

“Oh, my gods…” Aragon whimpers, throwing his head back just as I slide my mouth all the way down his length. Taking all of him in, just acquainting myself to his immense size and fighting the urge to gag.

When tears sprout to the surface of my eyes, I gently slide to the tip. It brings me great pleasure to feel his prominent, pulsing veins on the roof of my mouth while watching his facial expressions as I bring him pleasure.

“Fuck…” Aragon drawls. “This is better than what I imagined.”

“Hm…” I hum on his cock, the praise igniting more of my own arousal.

Basking in the glory of making the dragon shifter squirm and moan, his sounds fill my eardrums and leave me soaking wet. I never thought I’d get pleasure from giving it, and it’s quite liberating as his cock throbs in the confines of my mouth. Sucking in my cheeks, I slide my lips to the tip when the loose grip in my hair tightens. He pulls me off him and crushes his lips to mine, laying me back down in one fluid motion.

The fusion of our essences makes for a heady taste on my tongue, causing me to moan on his lips. He doesn’t break the kiss as he lines the tip of his member with my aching hole. All it takes is one languid thrust for him to fill me to the brim. The delicious stretch, coupled with our tongues tied passionately, is intoxicating.

Aragon grabs the backs of my thighs and sinks in further, stimulating the soft, spongy spot deep in my depths. When my walls clench, I know it won’t be long until I climax again. Digging my nails into his shoulder blades, I cry out his name to warn him that I’m coming again.

Not that I expect him to stop.

Chapter 21 - Aragon

Yazmine is insatiable. A fact that I’d stumbled on a week ago.

Not that I’m complaining. It’s quite the opposite, really. I stifle the urge to chuckle as I tuck a stray hair behind her ear. Her lips lift into a feeble smile, her eyes remaining closed. She probably won’t wake up until I’ve left the bedroom to hit the gym. But today, I don’t feel the need to leave so soon.

I roll onto my back, folding one arm behind my head, and stare at the ceiling. It’s just another morning in my quarters at the castle on Aurora Island. Deep down, there’s a strange sense of needing to be here when Yazmine wakes up.

We haven’t really spoken—unless the few words we utter through passion count for anything. It’s almost like we’ve been spending the past week determined to breed a child. We can barely keep our hands off each other. But the question of the future remains, hanging over my head like a dark cloud threatening to storm over us.

I turn my face toward Yazmine, a smile naturally growing on my lips. Somewhere deep down in the dark recesses of my sheltered heart, I feel a spark of awareness.

It’s something I don’t want. It leads me to abruptly remove myself from the bed and gather my clothes from the floor.

I can’t allow my feelings to get mangled in the mix. It happened once. I decide it won’t happen again as I quietly steal to her bedroom door. Yazmine is only here for one reason—to birth my children.

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