Her Dragon Protector, page 19
part #2 of Black Claw Dragons Series
I gestured around the room. “We fought. He didn’t hit me too hard but threatened to. I had to stop. I was terrified he’d give me another concussion or do worse this time than last, especially since he’d had time to stew on it and get more upset.”
“That’s understandable.”
“After that, he just ranted at me until he figured out Stefan was behind us. I saw him pull out. I knew he was there.” I shifted in his arms, getting as close to him as I could. “I knew you’d come.”
“Did he say how he found you and why he waited so long to come?” Axel asked.
That was one of the few questions I’d asked him. What made him wait? “Yes. He had hacked into my cell phone account and had it set to email him if the GPS pinged. He got one ping off of it the whole time after I left. I think it was the time Ava turned it on to get my contacts out of it to put on the new phone.”
He grunted. “I hadn’t thought of that. In my line of work, I probably should have. When you told us you turned it off, I assumed for good. How’d he get your new number to call you at the hospital?”
“Well, I had no idea he’d figured out my password.” I had to get online and change all my passwords. “And the phone number was a bit of stupidity on my part,” I said. “The only thing I can think of is that I’d written it down and left it on my boss’s door so that she could call me if she needed me. I’d just done it that morning. He must’ve found it and acted immediately.” Knowing he’d been that close to me without me having any idea still gave me chills.
“All I could think of was how I didn’t want the last things we said to each other to be the last things we’d said.” The argument we had ran through my mind over and over on the ride with Logan. “I thought he was going to kill me.” My heart froze with remembered fear. “I just prayed for you to get there faster.”
“What made him hit you?”
Ugh. That hadn’t been my best idea. “He kept saying he was going to kill Stefan as soon as we got stopped. He told me to shut up several times, but I didn’t listen. I kept telling him to pull over, that he could let me out and disappear before he got in worse trouble. I kept on and on, until he clocked me. It dazed me, and the next thing I knew, I guess Stefan rear-ended us. I don’t remember anything after that until you had me in your arms.”
I buried my face in his chest, gathering my thoughts. When I looked into his eyes, I saw the love he felt for me there. “I don’t want you to leave me. Don’t let me go. I want to be your fated mate. Your woman. Everything and anything you need. You’ve been by my side since the first day in the pharmacy. You’ve been everything I’ve needed you to be as I recovered and came back to myself. I want to be that for you, forever.”
His mouth touched mine softly, with reverence. He moved to the corners of my lips, then my cheeks. I moaned as his lips trailed down my neck. We hadn’t been this intimate since the first time.
“I have a question,” I said breathlessly as his hands slid up my back.
“Yes?” He mumbled against my collarbone.
“Why did you back off? Sexually?”
He sat up and stared into my eyes. “Because I respect you. I wanted you to know I wanted you for you, not your body. Not sex.”
Damn. His words were the perfect aphrodisiac. If his declarations of love hadn’t done it, telling me he waited out of respect for me did. I pushed my lips to his. No more sweet. Our kisses grew more and more heated and passionate as our hands roamed one another’s bodies.
“Claim me,” I whispered. “I don’t know exactly what that means, but I’ve heard you say it.”
“It means I bite you. It will be a moment of pain, but then the bite increases your orgasm.”
Shit, I liked a bite any day. “Do it,” I demanded.
He growled, but this time it wasn’t with anger. Lust, desire, and love pulsed over me. “Whoa,” I whispered. Wiggling out of his arms a little, I grabbed the hem of my shirt and yanked it over my head. I’d only taken my bra off before collapsing in the hotel bed so many hours before. I still wore the scrub top and bottom from work what felt like another lifetime ago. Axel fell on my breasts like they’d save his life, massaging and lifting them until he could suck my nipple into his mouth.
I sighed as he suckled, the feeling of desire shooting up and down my body, from my nipples straight to my clit. I needed him on it or in me or something. I had to have more.
Shimmying out of my pants was a bit trickier than the shirt, but I managed it quickly. I’d put on a thong that morning. I didn’t wear them often, but now I was glad I did.
Axel moaned when he saw me naked except for the black lace thong. “You’re exquisite.”
I laughed and stretched out beside him, running my hands up my stomach and over my breasts. “Strip, big boy.”
He stood beside the bed and unbuttoned his uniform shirt. He’d taken his belt off as soon as he laid me on the bed when we arrived.
The slow reveal of his defined muscles and dusting of chest hair served to increase my desire. Every inch he exposed made me squirm, his eyes glued to my body the entire time.
When his dick came into view, I sighed. It was as nice as I remembered. Not enormous, but enough to make me clench my inner muscles, eager to feel it rubbing my inner walls, drawing a rare vaginal orgasm from me.
I sat up on the bed and scooted to the edge. Taking him in my hand, I stroked his already hard cock, tightening as I reached the base. He grunted and leaned his hips forward, pulling back as I stroked. I wasn’t even sure he realized he was doing it.
When I saw him close his eyes, I leaned forward and popped the tip between my lips, sucking him in to swirl my tongue around his head.
He gasped and his fingers flew to my hair, burying in my tresses and gripping. “Charlotte,” he moaned, nearly a beg.
Exploring his dick, I licked and sucked my way up one side and down the other, familiarizing myself with his body. His balls weighed heavy in my other hand as I gave them the softest of massages. When we’d had sex more often, or at least time to discuss it, I’d venture to that spot behind his sack—or farther.
I used my hand and lips to suck and stroke him, finding a rhythm to my movements and moans, until his grip on my hair tightened. Once it did, I knew I couldn’t push him further or he might have his orgasm before I was ready for him to.
Leaning back, I stuck out my chest and swirled my nipples against his cock. “Shit, Charlotte,” he whispered. “That’s hot.”
I laughed and scooted up on the bed, leaving him plenty of room to join me. “Roll over,” he whispered. “I saw you come last time, this time I want to hold you while you come apart in my arms.”
He helped me position on my right side, then he tucked himself around me. I figured he’d slip in behind me and make love to me that way, but he surprised me.
Axel reached around and tucked his hand between my legs. I raised my left leg to give him room. The angle meant he couldn’t get far inside, but he pressed his finger to my clit and lightly moved back and forth.
I moaned, throwing my head back on his shoulder and panting slowly as his finger teased me. “Axel, please.”
“Oh, do you want more?” he asked. “Like this?”
He increased the pressure, letting the nub slip out from under his finger each time he moved from one side to the other. When it slipped free, it sent a zing of intense pleasure through me.
He removed his hand for a moment, pressing against the small of my back. I arched and felt his cock head pressing against my entrance.
When I stuck my ass out, he slipped inside, filling and stretching. I was so wet; we needed no lube or help. A few small strokes and he was fully seated, filling me again like we’d been designed to love each other.
Once he was inside, he reached his hand around again and as he flexed in and out of my body, his finger built up a clitoral orgasm. He moved faster and faster, his hips making the ridges of his head catch on my G-spot to build a vaginal orgasm and his finger pressing my sensitive nub and building another orgasm there.
“I want to come with you,” he whispered. “Especially since I’m claiming you. Let me know when you’re close.”
It didn’t take long with his double assault. He moved faster and harder, sweat slicking our bodies as we slid together. “I’m almost there,” I gasped. I’d been trying to hold my cries back, not sure how soundproofed the walls were. I didn’t succeed much longer.
He grabbed my hip with his right hand, pressed my clit hard with his left, slammed into me as hard as he could, and then… Oh, wow. He bit.
Axel’s teeth sank into my shoulder and the burst of pain was only seconds long. Behind it roared the mother of all orgasms. My body tensed up from neck to toes, a low yell erupting from my mouth.
Goosebumps danced across my body as I convulsed, my vaginal walls clenching and unclenching of their own accord, over and over. When he pulled his teeth from my shoulder, the orgasm began to wane, but vibrations continued deep inside my core for a good minute. When he pulled out of me, the liquid that trickled out could’ve been his or mine.
We hadn’t given a condom a second thought. I didn’t care one whit. I was on birth control, and Ava had told me over the phone that dragons couldn’t pass human STDs. I had no worries about an infection.
My orgasm had been so intense I’d ejaculated. I’d read about female ejaculation, which was different from squirting and tried to walk ex-boyfriends through helping me achieve it. I’d tried toys and videos.
This was the first time it’d happened.
When I calmed down and relaxed, the hormones from the orgasm flooding my body, I realized there was more than that.
I felt Axel. In the back of my mind, I was aware of him. Not like I could read his mind, but I was fairly sure I’d be able to track him down anywhere in the world. And I thought maybe I felt a bit of his euphoria? This feeling wasn’t just my own.
“Welcome to the Kingston clan, mate,” Axel whispered. “You’re mine now. And I’m yours. Forever.”
I laid my head back on his shoulder again so he could press his cheek to mine. His words registered. “Wait,” I said. “Forever?”
He laughed. “Not literally. We will live a few hundred years at best.”
Sitting up, I shifted around until I faced him. I needed to see his face for this.
“You’re serious? A few hundred years?”
He nodded.
I collapsed on the pillow, my hands on Axel’s chest.
“Cool.”
He chuckled and pulled me close. “Probably should’ve mentioned that before.”
I snorted. “Probably.”
23
Axel
“Take your tongue out of Charlotte’s throat, and let’s go.” Maverick pulled on the back of my shirt. He, Stefan, Carlos, and I were due for guys’ night out. I’d been putting it off, and Maverick had told me he’d drag me from the house if I didn’t go tonight.
I’d spent more time in Charlotte than out since I claimed her two and a half months before. I mused about all the time we’d spent together as I walked to Ava’s SUV. Jury and Maddox, as they were both under twenty-one, were our designated drivers tonight. We’d pick everyone up, then they’d come get us when we were done and take everyone home.
Their day would come, and we’d play their DDs then, keep them safe.
We talked about the construction of Charlotte’s and my new house on the way to get the guys.
“Have you told her about it yet?” Maverick asked.
“Not yet. The frame is up. I picked the layout, but I’m going to tell her before any decorations are picked so that she can do it exactly how she’d like.”
Carlos and Stefan seemed in a good mood, but the closer we got to the bar with the full SUV, the more I realized Stefan was being quiet.
I didn’t push it until we all had our first beers. “Out with it,” I said. Stefan looked around the room until he realized I was speaking to him.
He choked on his beer. “Me?”
“Yes, you. Why have you been so quiet?”
Maverick nodded. “Yeah, you’re almost sort of sad.”
Stefan sighed and drank, ignoring us. “I’m fine,” he said testily.
“Come on, dude.” Carlos waved over the server. “Another round on my tab,” he said. When they came, he put one in front of Stefan. “What’s bothering you?”
The table jostled as Stefan adjusted in his chair. “I messed up.”
Now we were getting somewhere. “How’d you mess up?” I asked.
“You know that time we crashed girls’ night?” he asked.
We all nodded. “Harley. I’d met her before but only suspected. The more time goes by and the more I see her, the more I’m sure that… she’s my fated mate.”
Oh, damn. “That’s not the sort of thing you can just ignore.”
He hung his head. “I know. But I’m not in a place for a mate. I know she’s got a sick grandmother, and she’s so good. Pure. Sweet.” He moaned and dropped his head to the table. “She’s perfect. I’d just ruin her and drag her down. I don’t even have a real place of my own to live.”
“How can you resist the pull?” Maverick asked. “That was a good three months ago.”
“It’s been torture. I have to stay away…from…” He trailed off and looked past me toward the door.
I smelled the new people as they walked in. And judging by the expression on Stefan’s face, I knew exactly who it was.
“Hey, guys!” Harley’s bright voice hit my ears, and I grimaced on Stefan’s behalf. “This is Victor.”
Carlos, Maverick, and I gave a grudging hello to the man who had his arm around Harley. Stefan stared at his beer.
Harley gave him a quizzical look but waved and walked to an open table toward the back of the room.
Stefan watched them once they’d passed us, with the most longing look on his face. “Stef, man, a fated mate is a blessing. That won’t last. She’ll feel the pull toward you, just not as strong as you feel toward her.”
He looked back at his beer, then chugged it. “I need another. It’s all for the best, anyway.”
Uh-oh. Here we go again.
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Her Dragon Protector
Black Claw Dragons: Book 2
Roxie Ray
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