His eyes darkened. “Well, well, don’t you know just the right thing to say to an alpha.”
“My alpha,” I said. “Only you.” I needed him to know that this wasn’t the norm for me. I was only like this for him.
“Damn right.”
His hands gripped my backside, and he lifted me up. My legs came around his waist, my mouth back on his. He must’ve walked us toward the bed, because the next thing I knew, I was lying on it.
Dain yanked off my trousers, and then he began removing his clothes.
I gripped my cock, stroking as I watched him.
His eyes locked onto my hand, tracking every movement with predatory focus. “That’s mine,” he said, voice dropping an octave. It was as if that voice spoke in my ear. My body hummed with pleasure.
“Then come claim it,” I challenged, surprising myself with my boldness. But something about him brought it out of me. He made me brave, made me want.
He was on me in an instant, replacing my hand with his own. The contact sent electricity racing up my spine, and I arched into his touch with a broken moan. He stroked my cock like he owned it.
“So responsive,” he murmured, stroking me slowly, almost reverently. “So perfect.”
His free hand explored my body like he was memorizing every line, every curve. When his fingers brushed over my nipple, I jerked beneath him, and he made a satisfied sound low in his throat. He dipped his head and flicked his tongue over my nipple, and I shouted at the sensation.
“Tell me what you need,” Dain said, though his hand never stopped its maddening rhythm.
“You,” I gasped. “Just you. All of you.”
“You’re sure?” he asked. “I don’t want to rush you. We can just explore each other. There are so many ways in which I can bring you pleasure, my mate.” His mouth latched on to my nipple then and he sucked. My hips bucked.
I grabbed his face with both hands, pulling him in for a searing kiss. “I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life. Goddess bless, how I want you, Dain. Claim my body. Make me yours.”
“Anything you want, mate. It is yours.”
“I want to be filled with your cum until my belly is swollen with it.”
Dain’s eyes rolled back, and he thrust his hips forward. His large cock made my mouth water. “Oh the things you say, omega mine. I love that filthy mouth.”
The first finger breached me carefully, and I breathed through the unfamiliar intrusion. But Dain was patient, whispering praise against my skin, working me open with a gentleness that contrasted beautifully with the barely restrained hunger in his eyes.
“More,” I demanded when I couldn’t take the slow pace anymore. My dragon was clawing at the inside of my chest, demanding our mate complete the bond.
“Greedy,” Dain said with a dark chuckle, but he complied, adding another finger. The stretch burned in the best way, and when he crooked them just right, I saw stars.
“There,” I gasped. My back arched off the bed. My leaking cock thrust into the air. “Right there, please—”
He worked that spot mercilessly, watching my face like I was the most fascinating thing he’d ever seen. “So beautiful like this,” he murmured. “Falling apart for me.”
By the time he added a third finger, I was a trembling mess, my cock leaking against my stomach, every nerve ending on fire. I’d never felt anything like this desperate, aching need that only he could satisfy. I’d only ever touched myself before. I’d never even breached my hole with anything more than my own fingers.
“Ready for me?” he asked, though his voice was strained now, his control clearly hanging by a thread.
“Yes, please, Dain, I need—” I cut myself off with a whine as he withdrew his fingers, leaving me empty and clenching around nothing.
He positioned himself between my thighs, and I felt the blunt head of his cock pressing against my entrance. Our eyes locked, and in that moment, I saw my entire future reflected in those amber depths.
“Mine,” he growled as he pushed forward, filling me inch by torturous inch.
“Yours,” I agreed, the word coming out as a moan. The stretch was intense, bordering on too much, but also exactly what I needed. What we both needed.
When he was fully seated inside me, we both stilled, panting. I felt complete in a way I never had before, like a piece of myself I didn’t know was missing had finally clicked into place.
