Chapter 29 #2
My eyes are wide and I’m panting. I’m already close. Too close, since he only just started. My raw need for this man is coiling tightly in my lower belly, ready to snap. His mouth is relentless. He licks and sucks and licks and sucks while his fingers work inside me. He curls them, and I shatter.
The orgasm tears through me with an intensity that steals my breath, my voice. My whole body bows off the ground, every muscle locked tight as wave after wave crashes over me. I can’t see, can’t think, can’t do anything but feel as pleasure ripples through every nerve ending.
Before I’ve fully come down, Drake flips me over onto my hands and knees. I hear him moving behind me, and then he’s at my entrance.
“Yes,” I gasp.
He enters me with one hard, claiming thrust, filling me completely.
I cry out at the sudden fullness. My eyes go wider than before, and my mouth falls open. Even though I am so wet that it drips down my inner thighs, it still stings with the overwhelming sensation of being stretched, filled, taken.
It feels good. He feels good.
Only he doesn’t move after that initial thrust. He’s buried inside me to the hilt, his breathing ragged, his fingers digging into my hips.
“Please,” I beg, pushing back against him. “Drake, please—”
That breaks his control. He pulls back and slams into me, setting a punishing pace. Each thrust is hard and fast, driving deep, and it’s exactly what I need. My eyes roll back as sensation overwhelms thought.
I yell and whimper. I have to work to keep from being pushed onto the ground.
I’ve never been taken like this – so thoroughly, so completely. And I love it. Every hard punch of his hips drives me higher. My breasts jerk with each powerful thrust, and I can’t hold back the sounds spilling from my lips.
My lower belly coils tight again, everything tightening as another orgasm builds. I’m making so much noise, but I can’t stop.
Drake grunts with every thrust, his fingers tightening on my hips hard enough to leave marks. The sound is primal, possessive, and it sends another spike of heat through me.
My inner walls start to flutter around him. He growls low, the rumbling sound impossibly sexy. Then everything spasms as I come harder than I’ve ever come in my life.
He keeps moving, keeps me right there at the peak, unable to come down. I don’t want to. My eyes are open, but I can’t see anything. I’m breathing hard, but I can’t seem to get any air. My whole world narrows to where we’re joined and the relentless pleasure flooding my system.
Drake jerks against me, his rhythm faltering as he makes loud, guttural noises that tell me he’s coming too. Then I feel it: warmth flooding deep inside me as he finds his release.
He keeps going, gradually slowing, wringing every last tremor of pleasure from both of us. When he finally stills, he keeps his hands on my hips. It’s probably the only thing keeping me from collapsing in a heap.
We stay like that for a moment, both breathing hard. Neither of us speaks.
Shit! Shit! Shit!
Finally, he pulls out and releases his grip on my hips. I have to lock my elbows to keep from face-planting into the moss.
“Harlow.”
The way he says my name makes my stomach sink. He doesn’t sound happy. He’s probably going to find some way to blame me for this. I kissed him first. I shouldn’t have.
I force myself to turn and look at him.
We look at each other. His expression is dark but unreadable. Is he angry? Is he upset?
Shit!
“I… We… This is—” I start to say.
Drake growls a curse, his eyes snapping up to the canopy above.
“There are dragons on the way. I can hear them in the distance. They’re trying to find us and circling toward us.”
A screech echoes through the forest, distant but growing closer.
Crap!
“Reds?” My voice comes out panicked.
“No.” He shakes his head. “They’re Draigers. They’re looking for us.”
“Should we hide?” I suggest.
“No.” Drake’s already moving. “But we need to mask the scent of what just happened. Or at least try to. And we need to be quick about it.”
“Okay.” I nod. “How?”
He grabs handfuls of moss, shoving them at me.
“Clean properly between your legs. You can’t get any of my seed on the outside of your uniform. The leather should mask my scent sufficiently. Hurry,” he growls.
I do as he says, heat flooding my cheeks. Then I wipe my hands with fresh clumps of moss.
Meanwhile, the screeching is getting louder.
I scramble back into my leathers, my fingers fumbling with the zippers. The dragons sound so close now.
Drake digs a hole in the soft ground with his bare hands. He throws in my torn underwear, then uses fresh moss to wipe his cock. The one he had inside me. I feel my cheeks burn hotter as I watch him wipe himself off.
I throw the moss I just used on myself into the hole. He does the same, covering everything with dirt and dead leaves.
The screeching intensifies.
“Are you sure they’re from Draig?” I ask, feeling my heart go nuts in my chest.
“Yes.” Drake starts shouting, calling out to them. “Over here! We’re here.”
Their tone changes immediately, and they get closer still.
“Use dirt on your hands to mask my scent,” he instructs.
I grab a handful of earth and use it to scrub my hands, rubbing them on more moss.
“Try not to get too close to anyone,” Drake says as he strides over to the fallen Red.
He drags his hands through the pooling blood, then deliberately spatters himself with it.
I note how he spatters his torso and down there.
“It should mask any of your scent that is still on me,” he explains.
“Run for your bungalow when we get back. You will need to shower. Use plenty of soap. I hope you have perfume.”
I nod. “I do.”
“Use it, to be safe. And not a word about this to anyone,” he tells me in a low tone.
I nod again.
“I mean it, Harlow. Not even your friend.”
“I won’t say anything to anyone.”
He gives me a hard look like he doesn’t believe me, and just like that, he’s gone back to being an asshole.
The sound of dragons landing is like thunder, shaking the ground beneath my feet.
Our rescue has arrived.
“Follow me,” he instructs, and I do.
Drake moves quickly, and I hurry after him, careful not to trip. I just start to make out dragon forms between the branches up ahead when we hit a clearing. Drake shifts. His dragon picks me up and we take to the sky; the others follow behind us. I note that Drake doesn’t let them get too close.
I had sex with Drake. Why, oh why did I do something as stupid as that? What were we thinking? What was I thinking?
I wasn’t. It was a moment of weakness. But what if the others find out? Will I have to leave the island? Will he get into trouble? Be demoted like Ash was?
This is a mess.