Chapter 14 Brynna #2
Jorusk turns around with a pastry in his hand, looking ready to feed me. Instead, I guide his tail to my mouth and curl my tongue around the shaft near the tip.
It is impressive the way such a small gesture can light him up and stop him in his tracks.
Jorusk shivers in delight, swears, and stares at his tail as it glides through my lips until it slips free again. The spikes at the end are softer than I expected. So I nip at them.
His eyes widen in surprise, then narrow in dark desire. Jorusk leans in, gently tugs his tail from my grasp, and steals a kiss.
When he motions the treat to me and encourages me to take a bite, he squeezes a little and drips berry juice down my chest, inside the collar of my suit.
“Oh, my fault.” Jorusk sets the pastry aside and unzips the top of my suit. He guides me back against the blankets and drags his tongue between my breasts up to my throat. It is a scintillating touch that heats my skin and slicks me with the desire for more.
He picks up the pastry and takes a bite, dripping more, further down my chest.
After a moment, he feeds me the rest. “Not exactly tradition, but I’m working with what I’ve got.”
“Whaffs fra-ition?” I strain to ask with my mouth full of buttery, sweet, deliciousness. “Vis is goof fy the way.”
Jorusk braces himself above me and bashfully hangs his head. We usually mark our chosen…”
“Ew.”
He scowls playfully at me. “With ashen symbols of mating from our ancestral texts. Back then, they used enemy blood. But we know now that it carries diseases we don’t want, so we just use a spiced bloodberry mix that the male must collect from the high mountains.
You would paint it on yourself, and I would lick it off.
Then I would paint myself, and you would get a turn.
It’s part of Canativor, familiarizing desire.
The next is Paraflete or the fire bond, where we tie ourselves together for one night by a fire while relatives protect us.
Then there is Maglithus, the mating flight.
It’s where I would normally chase you across the sky to prove I am strong enough to… ”
“Keep me from running?”
“Keep you safe. I would start many wing spans behind you and chase you to our nest. It is critical that I catch you before we arrive. I must be stronger than you, so there is a benefit to being with me versus being alone.”
I eye the faintly glowing veins of light in his neck. “That is not the only benefit.”
He looks me over like he doesn’t know what I’m talking about. “Then there is the devil’s dance of wings. But again, you cannot. So it will just be me.”
“I’m sorry. It seems like you should be with your own kind.”
He crawls slowly over my body, red eyes shining with devilish hunger. “I do not care about purity like they do. I just want you. My Inferno wants you. And there’s no arguing with him.”
Jorusk kisses my neck with tenderness as he lies himself down over me. His strong hands glide in behind me, heating my back, then down my sides, gliding over my hips, then slithering up inside the open top of my race suit.
His teeth graze my throat, sending a sparkling wave of desire through me. His claws lightly rake over my shoulders as he works the suit off my arms and down my back.
“Jorusk?” I gasp as his scorching skin glides over mine.
“I’m sorry. I can’t control it,” he growls between kisses. “You look good in armor, but this suit is so tight that it shows all your beautiful curves. I’ve been staring at you, trying so hard not to tear it off of you in front of everyone.”
He curls his tongue around a breast as he snaps my bra free. The sheer length and heat of his damp touch make me look.
Jorusk’s eyelids hang low like he’s in Heaven as his glowing, forked tongue swirls its steaming touch over my bud.
I bite my lip to fight through my instinct to pull away. Mating with a dragon was never on my bucket list, but he is such a sweet and sexy beast that I can’t deny it now.
I want him.
When he nips at my breast, rakes his teeth over my nipple, and then moves his affection to the other, I forget any fears of a life with him to bask in the scintillating high of his affection.
He snakes one arm around my low back and slips the race suit below my hips with his free hand.
His hot breath travels down my belly. His lustful rumbles grow like the light in his chest. Jorusk nuzzles inside my panties, inhales my scent, then tears them free of my hips and tosses them aside with my race suit.
It isn’t fair. I’m bare and exposed in front of him, and I don’t like that he isn’t joining me. But before I can protest, Jorusk laces his arms around my hips and draws my pussy to his face with force.
His forked tongue dips deep inside and licks me all the way out, leaving me gasping for air and riding a high that’s quickly carrying me far too close to the sun. He suckles me with desperation like he can’t get enough, and I’m his new favorite addiction.
The way his fingers dig into my flesh tells me just how much he wants this. But I’m climbing too fast. The glittering waves of hot desire smash together inside me, cascading heat through my limbs and thrusting my heart into my ribs until I’m not sure I can take much more.
“Jorusk…” I breathe, losing my mind among the stars above us. The tremors of climax begin, and I’m heartbroken it’s so fast. A startled noise slips through my lips, and it makes him bond us harder.
I can’t hold it back. I can’t hang on any harder and tense around his searing tongue.
My body bucks, trying to get him deeper.
He chuckles darkly and then pushes further into my heat.
My core ignites like a solar flare, my ecstasy a feverish bliss that makes me arch and lose myself in the starry abyss.
The white-hot high he gives me lingers, even as my body calms. Jorusk savors me with slow licks. then sits back on his heels to catch his breath.
His wings rise and spread in triumph. When he grins this time, I catch a set of longer fangs than I hadn’t noticed before.
Jorusk gets up, sprints a few steps, and launches himself over the edge of the rocky cliffs. He dips down where I can’t see him, then he shoots way up high by the glass dome with a war cry.
The way the moonlight backlights his wings and his body makes me certain he’s the most glorious thing I’ve ever seen.
And he craves me.