Zadri (Scifi Alien Weredragon Romance) (Dragons of Preor Book 5) by Celia Kyle

Author:Celia Kyle [Kyle, Celia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
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Published: 2016-10-02T04:00:00+00:00

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Zadri rumbled, his dragon’s voice joining in and releasing sounds of its own. He tasted his mate, running his tongue along hers and gathering every hint of her flavors. He swallowed each morsel down, hoarding the very essence of her.

And he wanted more. More of her—all of her.

He delved deeper into her mouth, stroking her tongue with his own and mimicking what he wished to do with his wred—his cock. He would sink deep into her wet thasiq—her delicious pussy—over and over again until she screamed his name.

To have her wrapped around his wred… it would be better than the feel of the winds on his wings.

His mate stroked his wred once again, drawing his syha’i forward to coat the tip. And then she rubbed her thumb across the droplets of his cum, spreading the cool wetness with her touch.

He shuddered and moaned into her mouth, enjoying the intimate touch. No, enjoy was not a word strong enough to describe his pleasure—human or Preor.

His balls drew tightly against him, his body anxious to embrace the ecstasy of joining. It was anxious to come and fill Delaney with his syha’i over and over again. But she had to feel pleasure too. He was not such a poor male to take his own bliss and not return the experience a hundred times over.

His mouth watered just thinking about capturing her clit between his lips and gently sucking the nub. He recalled her flowing juices, the sweet heat that coated his tongue when she cried out for more. Her touch combined with his memories was too much for him, and he wrenched his mouth from hers.

“Delaney,” he rasped her name and buried his face against her neck. He fought for breath, battled to draw air into his lungs, but each inhale drove his need for her higher.

Instead of giving him a moment to breathe, she did something that nearly drove all sense from his mind—she bit him. She turned her head and bit him with her blunted human teeth. She clamped down on the flesh of his shoulder—not hard enough to break skin, but just enough to have his dragon pushing against what remained of his control.

Preor females bit their mates—sank their teeth into their mates’ flesh and claimed them. His wred twitched and jerked in her hold, a deep groan escaping his mouth. Her bite was no more than a pinch, but it was similar enough to a Preor female’s claiming bite that he nearly covered her in his syha’i in that moment.

And he was not prepared for their passion to end. Not yet. Not until he was inside her—filling her.

“My Delaney.” With his words, she bit him harder, the sting turning into a pulse of pain that he could not ignore. His dragon could not ignore the feelings either. His fangs pushed against his gums, dragon’s sight threatening to take over, and his wings twitched with the desire pumping through his veins.

His mate moaned against this flesh but did not release him, keeping hold while the caress of his cock went from slow passion to stinging bliss.

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