We were airborne and halfway to the gate when it swept through me.
Lips and tongue and the gleam of naked skin in the moonlight...
I swayed on my mount, and he tilted his head to look back at me. But caught up in something over which I had no control, I be barely aware of it.
A tongue trailed over my body.Confusion, as I be in an unfamiliar role—and shock, as I finally realized the truth—this be Anna. Somehow, I be living something she be experiencing.
Every fibre of me be rigid and trembling, aching to culminate something when it had no possibility of doing so.
There be no mistaking the muscular form entwined with her.
Matt.
The surge of rage that engulfed me robbed me of breath. I embraced it, attempting to regain control over my own body. But in a flash, she seized me again...
I rolled forward, and back again, dipping him in and out again, every stroke of his silken steel against me making me moan.
Then I slid onto him.
There, on the Dragon’s back, I shuddered, caught up in sensations I’d never had—the silken slide of turgid flesh inside me, the clasp of smooth muscle, everything alive with want and need.
The Dragon’s wings hesitated, his head rotating toward me.
“Sir?” he said, the words whipping to me in the wind.
Hellfire.I be going to bloody explode, with a juvenile Dragon as witness.
“Take me down. Now,” I demanded through gritted teeth.
He obeyed instantly. The moment he touched down, I slid off. Kept myself twisted away from him as I gestured for him to go.
The gate be not far from here, I could feel it. “Thank you,” I managed. “I need to walk from here.”
He looked confused and worried, but he nodded and took off, leaving me standing in a meadow of knee-high grasses.
His fingers slid over my buttocks and then between—to touch me around him, one moving to the front to stroke...
I dropped to my knees with a gasp, and reached for my own rigid flesh, melting away the hair clothing until I be as smooth and naked as them.
I clenched those inner muscles, over and over and over...
He cried out as he exploded within me, and his climax took me with him. Wave after wave—
My cry swept over the meadow as I erupted too. And I shook as my body drained in great gouts across the wildflowers.
I had never, ever, experienced anything like this. And as I sat back on my heels, my hair blowing in the wind, I sensed the connection change, fading away. I caught a glimpse of a ceiling and a dresser—and with incredulity, realized it had all been adream.
No regular dream had ever felt like that. And how be I pulled into it?
I had only one possible answer.
Fate be, indeed, a bitch.
13
Talakai
The darkness swirled around me as though I soared through a tumultuous storm. It buffeted at me, pushing me this way and that as my wings beat desperately, trying to carry me through.
