Elite Dragon's Human Mate (Elite Shifters of Colorado Book 5)
Page 8
“I don’t want to do that. We can finish this.”
“No, we can’t, and you’re going to do the right thing and go back home. Take her, get her out of your damn system, and call me when you’re done.”
“You’re serious?”
“You know I am, Antoine. I’ve never seen you like this before and I need the guy that is focused, prepared. You’re not either one of those things.”
“She really is messing with my head.”
“I can see that. Go mess with hers.”
Antoine felt a lightness come over him. It was probably because he knew what was going to happen next. She wanted it, had been practically begging him for it. He hadn’t needed permission, but Antoine liked having an excuse. He liked it that in moments Cassandra was going to be his.
***
Antoine was early that evening and he was quiet coming in. She was always so into whatever she was doing and at the moment, he saw her out in the yard, looking at flowers. One of the great things about being so far off in the woods as he was, he didn’t have to worry about neighbors or passerby cars and people spoiling his fun.
“My sister planted those.”
She jumped and told Antoine that he had to stop doing that to her. The clothes were the first thing that he noticed. The skirt she was wearing was much longer, almost to the ground and her shirt was covering everything quite modestly. Antoine started to immediately worry that he’d been too much, went too far, and now he was ready and she wasn’t.
He took a few steps closer and she looked away. “I didn’t even know that you had a sister.”
“There is a lot that you don’t know about me. It’s hard to get to know someone when there is all of this tension between us, though, don’t you think?”
Cassandra agreed, yet she didn’t know what to do about it and said so.
“I think that we have to get rid of this tension first. Then, we would be clear to go further in knowing each other.”
Antoine was so close, and he could see her breathing was faster and she was thinking about something more. He hoped that she was thinking along the same lines that he was.
“Yeah? How do we do that?”
She asked so innocently, Antoine didn’t know if she was just being coy or not. He wanted her to know and consent to what came next. He thought it would be obvious, their time together had led up to it, so why was he having such a hard time knowing now?
“Do you really not know?”
Cassandra had craned her neck up to see him. The smile was back, uncertainty behind it, but desire laced it all. It brought Antoine to the realization that he wasn’t that far off at all.
“No, Antoine, I really don’t. You go hot to cold a lot on me. I don’t know if I am coming or going half the time with you.”
Antoine promised that he was going to make it clear. His lips pressed against hers and she wilted with the touch. Her body molded against his and Antoine had her shirt off and her bra undone before she mentioned the fact that it was freezing.
He chuckled and pulled her toward the cabin. “I guess I had my mind on other things.”
Antoine didn’t give her time to answer or walk on her own for that matter. He was thinking of only one thing now and the more she tried to play games with him, the more he wanted her. Now, though, the games were over and by the look on her face, Cassandra knew it as well.
Once they got inside, they didn’t get far before he was pushing her against the wall from behind. He wanted her just as badly, and this time, he wasn’t just going to slide in between her legs. He had to have all of her this time, or it just wouldn’t do.
“No, Antoine.”
He stopped immediately, not wanting to believe that he’d heard the words he knew he had. She was telling him no and he pulled back. It was one of the hardest things he’d ever had to do in his whole life. Antoine felt physical pain from having to do it and he wasn’t very happy about it.
Cassandra flipped around, peering up at him. He tried to soften his features, but he couldn’t.
“Let’s go to the bedroom, where there is a bed. Wouldn’t that be nice?”
Antoine instantly felt better, knowing that she wasn’t refusing him. A change of location was a quick remedy and he picked her up, threw her over his shoulder and proceeded to take her where she wanted to be. Antoine didn’t care where they went. As long as he got to be with her, that was all that mattered.
He tossed her on the bed like she was a ragdoll and Cassandra scrambled to get right. Antoine started to pull his clothes off, saving himself time later when he wasn’t going to want to waste a second. Her eyes widened at his chest being revealed and she said something about his tattoos.
“We all get them at some time.”
Antoine was undoing his pants while he spoke, pulling them down with no ceremony. He was beyond any kind of reason at this point, had been for days, maybe even weeks. Cassandra had been playing with his emotions and desires and now she was going to see firsthand what it did to him. Knowing that she wanted it, made it all the better.
Their eyes met and he gruffly told her to do the same.
“If you don’t want your creation to be ripped to shreds, take it off!”
Cassandra jumped and Antoine cursed himself. He really did need to get a grip on himself. How was he ever going to give them what they both needed if he was biting her head off every time he turned around?
He approached the bed and watched her scramble to take the rest of her clothing off. The tits that he saw in his dreams and on his wall where he’d put the drawing was now back in view. He couldn’t have been happier and was thoroughly convinced that they were better in person. There was just something missing, like the reality of it all and his ability to put his hands on them.
Her skin was tanned, and she had long legs for her short stature. Legs and tits, that’s all he could see as he moved onto the bed, adding his weight on her when he reached the best position to enter her. Antoine noticed then that she would barely look him in the eyes. There was something shy and innocent about the wideness and quickened breath. What was going on? What had he missed?
“Have you ever done this before? You act like you haven’t. You’re eying my cock like it’s going to attack you.”
“Well, isn’t it?”
He chuckled. “A little.”
She swallowed hard and he prompted her to answer him.
“Yes, I have done it before. Once. And it was very different.”
Antoine wanted to be the first, but he asked the question anyway. He didn’t want to know how it was, so why did he ask?
“What was different about it?”
“It was dark, quick, clumsy. I wasn’t all that into it.”
“And now?”
She looked away. “Now, I am a bit overwhelmed and I wish you would slow down. I didn’t even see the guy naked before and I guarantee he didn’t look like you.”
Antoine was surprisingly satisfied with her answer. He was going to be her first in many ways, and the part he didn’t like was already taken care of. To Antoine, it was the best of both worlds.
“This will be much different.”
Cassandra agreed too automatically and that he found humorous. Humor was the only thing keeping him from ravishing her. She wasn’t ready for such things. He instinctively knew that he was going to have to go slow with Cassandra. He needed to, if they were to have the blissful coming together that he was hoping for. They had to do things the right way.
“I should take my time, get you all juiced up, a few orgasms with my mouth, but honestly, Cassandra, I can’t. If I don’t get inside of you soon, I seriously think I might die.”
She giggled like he was joking, until she felt him press the head in. She stopped and her first reaction was to clench. Even just that small bit made him grit his teeth, knowing it was going to be torture. The next few minutes warming her up was going to cause more of the same painful denial that he’d been experiencing for too long.
Antoine quickly pulled out the tiny bit he was inside of her and he was already regretting that decision. She was ripe for the taking, beyond wet, steaming hot. They both needed this.
“What are you doing?”
He laid down next to her. “I think you should lead, Cassandra, or I am going to be a bit rougher than I want to be. You’re so tight.”
“It’s been a long time….”
He cut her off. Antoine couldn’t hear any more.
“Just come here and climb on.”
She blushed and moved to where he was laying. Cassandra stopped to lean down and lick the head of his hard length. Antoine practically shouted at her, yanking her away from him. “Definitely not the time for that.”
She shook and her body had crushed against his. Antoine could feel every curve and he was finding his new plan even worse. Never had he had such a hard time fighting off the urges of his animal side. It was hurting him to fight it, but he feared what would happen if he just let it go. He was stuck and needed something to take his mind off of what he really wanted to do.
Cassandra sat up, bracing herself against his chest. She lifted up and slowly lowered herself down on top of him. Antoine cried out with the pleasure of it, needing the hotness that was now inundating every bit of him. She felt good, really good, and he moved his hands behind his head. They wanted to take her and slam her down on top of him. That part of him, the beast side, wanted to take her and mate her for life. He wasn’t there yet. He didn’t want to fill her with his seed and children. He wasn’t going to have a choice, though. The more she moved on top of him, the harder it was to resist.
He worried about the surfacing of his dragon. She wouldn’t understand why his eyes were glowing and why parts of him were growing. He had never been with a human, certainly not with one that didn’t know what he was. She would notice that something was off. She would freak out.
Antoine gritted his teeth and closed his eyes. Maybe if he wasn’t watching her ride him, beautiful breasts out, eyes closed, then it wouldn’t be so hard on him. He would be able to think straight.
That wasn’t the case at all, though. With his eyes closed, it just made his other senses heightened. Now, he could feel every inch being buried deep. He stopped her hips for a moment, listening to her whine. “I’m so close, Antoine… Please don’t make me stop.”
Her pleading was done in this tiny voice that really did him in. Antoine pushed her down and made himself go deeper. He was already growing, the beast unable to be held back and she gasped. Could she tell he’d just gotten thicker and longer? Her panting said she did, as well as how she was shaking now above him. It was magical, musical, and then she was crying out in pleasure. He held her down, not having to move an inch. She moved enough for the both of them, trying to get away from him.
“Where are you going?”
“I can’t.”
It was already too late. He was filling her deep and he let go of her. The swelling of his member didn’t allow Cassandra to go anywhere, until he had filled her to the brim. She was now going to be the mother of his children. She was now his mate. He hadn’t thought that would happen. He was just supposed to fuck her, but his dragon, well, his dragon had just chosen his mate.
Once wasn’t enough, though. His dragon was unable to be tamed, once he finally gave into the feel of Cassandra’s milking insides. His beast grabbed her hips and pulled her down on his length that had quickly regrown. She called out in surprise and more pleasure.
“You didn’t think I was done, did you?”
Cassandra didn’t have time to answer, Antoine pushed in before she could. It was deep and fast, and Cassandra was left calling out. She was throbbing around him and Antoine was lost for a moment. He had to grit his teeth to not lose control. Cassandra being on top wasn’t working. He couldn’t handle her the way he wanted to, and it wasn’t going to be enough to be inside of her. He wanted to demolish her for the night, so that she never looked anywhere else for what she needed.
Antoine had to show her that he was all that was on the menu from now on, and he would satisfy her in all ways, once his beast had had his fill. His dragon was ravenous at the moment, never having com out to play before.
Chapter 11
Cassandra
“I don't know what that was, but holy shit.”
“What do you mean? Do you really need help with the definition?”
“No, I don’t. I have done something like that before, but it was nothing like that. At all. It felt like your thing got even bigger in the end there. Like a lot bigger.”
“My thing?”
“You know what I mean.”
“Yeah, I know what you mean. I just find it hilarious that after everything that we just did and after coming five times all over my cock, you’re still shy. How is that even possible?”
As soon as he said the word cock, Cassandra couldn't even meet his gaze anymore. She wasn't used to those type of words and what they had just done was unlike anything she had ever experienced before. Cassandra didn't know what to think of it.
“Well, just because we did it doesn't mean that I can't be a bit shy around you. Especially when you’re as hard as you are. Your thing is getting big again and that makes me shy.”
“I have to say, I really like when you talk dirty. When that pretty little mouth of yours talks about my manhood, there is just something super-hot about it.”
Cassandra could see that he was getting that look of need in his eyes again and it made her nervous. She quickly got up from the bed and told him that she wasn't ready for that. Her whole body was still screaming from his attention. Cassandra needed a break, more than anything else.
“Do you want me to make you something?”
“No. What I'm hungry for is right next to me in the bed. Why don't you just come lay back down, and I will take care of both of us.”
She shook her head and said that she wasn't going to.
“I need to go take a shower, and I know that getting into bed with you is probably one of the worst things that I could do.”
He started to offer to go with her and she added the fact that she needed to take a shower alone. He got this grin on his face and Cassandra suspected that he knew why she was so skittish around him. He was an out of this world lover and even though Cassandra had very little experience, she had a feeling that what had just transpired between them was not normal. If it was, how could anyone be in a bad mood?
“Are you sure you don't need help with me washing your back or something?”
Cassandra shook her head quickly and made him chuckle. “No, I'm pretty sure I'll be okay. You just stay there.”
He made a menacing growl in her direction and it may Cassandra jump and move a little bit faster into the bathroom. She shut the door, almost locking it, but leaving it unlocked just in case. Her whole body was vibrating from the incredible sensations that he had caused in her. She was so relaxed and let the water pour down on her for several minutes. It started to work out the kinks that his lovemaking had caused, so tight that it was going to take some time to chill out. Everything was just happening too quickly.
Antoine knocked on the door a little while later and she assured him that he was not needed. He obviously wanted to give her a hand, but she didn't believe that hand was what was needed. A hand would certainly turn into something more. She couldn't imagine it not.
After a little while longer, she left the bathroom and was a bit nervous to face him. Even though he was right and they had done so much together, that didn't mean that she still wasn't as shy as she had been. Now, it was even worse because he knew intimately what her body looked like. That was a hard pill to swallow.
“I was w
ondering when you were going to come out. Decided that you were ready to stop hiding, or did you run out of hot water?”
She smirked and told him that she ran out of hot water.
“Yeah, I'm surprised it lasted as long as it did. You don't really get a very big water tank out this way.”
She said that it was sufficient, even though it really wasn't. Cassandra could've easily hidden in there the rest of the night, but she was actually starving.
Antoine had made something and she was grateful for that. She was also grateful for the fact that they wouldn't just be staring at each other waiting to say something. Cassandra didn't think that she could say much more. That had happened and Cassandra was still trying to get over it. It was new circumstances that she had never seen coming. She had never seen Antoine come, either.
“Are you not even going to look at me now?”
Cassandra finally did after a moment, letting her eyes flick up to his face.
“Sorry, I'm not trying to offend you or anything. I just don't really know what to say.”
“Did you enjoy what we did?”
She gave him a look and asked him if he really needed his ego stroked.
“Kind of. You're starting to make me nervous, not letting me know if you’re satisfied.”
“Of course, I liked it. The fact that you're asking is ridiculous. I thought that it would be pretty clear how much I enjoyed it.”
“It was clear how much you can come, but now you seem to be regretting it. That is not what I was looking for.”
“I don't regret it, it was just... Intense.”
“I'm sorry for that. I lost my head a little bit. I didn't want it to be that way for you. I wanted things to be gentle and slow.”
She scoffed. “I don't think you want that at all. I think it was just what you wanted.”
He looked at her for a moment and the smile spread wide across his face. “You’re probably right. I tried to take it slow, but something inside of me wouldn’t let it be.”