“Like flying on the back of your dragon?”
“Ah, yep,” he winked, placing eggs, bacon, cheese, and milk on the counter.
“Cross Dragon Airways is at your disposal, my lady.”
Batting her eyes and pretending to fan her face, Kat flirted, “Why Mr. Cross, I do think you’re tryin’ to spoil me.”
Leaning across the counter and kissing her soundly, Hunter pulled back and waggled his eyebrows as he assured, “Every day for the rest of your life.”
The heat in his eyes made the bite mark on the side of her neck pulse and her pussy wet with need. Touching the mark, his mark, she sighed, “I can’t believe we’re already married…I mean, mated.”
“We are whatever you want us to be.” He kissed her again before pulling her onto the counter, sliding her bum toward him until she wrapped her legs around his waist. “Mated, married, lovers, partners, anything you want, I will make it happen.”
“Even a big wedding.”
“Even a big wedding,” he easily agreed. Slamming his lips to hers and kissing her senseless, she moaned at the loss then chuckled when he lifted her off the counter and gave a sexy growl. “Hell with food. You’re all I need, Katrina Cross.”
19
Making it as far as the foyer, Hunter lowered his lips to Kat’s. Yes, he wanted her more than he wanted his next breath, but after talking about almost losing her, he needed the reassurance of a slow, passionate kiss.
Tasting first one corner, working his way across her flawless lips, he paid extra attention to her perfect little cupid’s bow. The flames that were always burning when Kat was anywhere near roared into a raging fire that only being buried inside her could quench.
Her enticing moans and sweet gasps fed his excitement. His body vibrated with need as her hands slipped under his T-shirt and slid up his ribs. Nails scratching at his chest and digging into his shoulders made rational thought impossible.
Needing to feel every inch of her amazing body rubbing his, his hands flew across her body. Thank God, he’d dressed her in a nightshirt and not a pair of the abominable sweats she liked so much. Leaning back, he made quick work of her top and gazed at her amazing body.
Dropping to his knees, Hunter’s eyes never left hers. Kat was everything any man could ever want and thank God, she was all his. Loving that she stood before him topless and confident with a look of unconditional love deep in her hazel eyes was more than he’d ever thought he deserved. His mate knew he found her attractive and dammit it all to hell if that was sthe sexiest thing on earth.
Gently massaging up her well-toned legs in pursuit of ridding her of the one slip of fabric keeping him from worshipping her naked body, Hunter watched as fiery passion filled her eyes. Paying special attention to the tops of her thighs, he teased along the lace of her panties, basking in the heat and succulent aroma pouring from her pussy.
Slipping his hands under the silk at her hips, he slowly slid her panties down her heated skin, following the soft pink silk with soft kisses and the tip of his tongue. Lifting first one foot and then the other to get rid of the only thing stopping him from pleasuring his mate, he kissed the tops of both her feet before beginning his journey back up her body to what enticed him the most.
The higher he climbed, the more Kat involuntarily tried to push her thighs together, but Hunter was having none of it. Gently holding her legs where they were, he kissed the tops of her knees and then moved around to the backs. Trembling as he lavished her tender skin with his lips and tongue, Kat’s fingers dove into his hair as she mewled, “Hunter, I love you so very much.”
Smiling against her skin, he hummed, “I love you more, Katrina.”
Making his way to the tender flesh at the top of her thighs, his gaze was drawn to her lust-soaked eyes. There was nothing like the effect he had on the one and only woman he would ever love. He couldn’t help but grin wickedly at the hitches in her breath and the way she moaned his name like her own sacred mantra.
Moisture glazed his fingers when he slipped them between her thighs, the proof of her need flowing freely from her pussy. He was overwhelmed this time, just like every time, with the raw need only she could bring to life within him. Sliding her legs farther apart, he licked the inside of one thigh and then the other, holding tightly as her muscles helplessly tried to close him out.
Blowing small puffs of air against the wet curls that covered her mound as just the tip of his finger teased her outer lips, Kat’s nails scratched against his scalp while she pulled his hair and whimpered, “Oh…oh, oh, Hunter, please, please…you’re…you’re making…”
Evaporating in a wail of pleasure as he pushed first his middle and then his ring finger deep into the warmth of her desire, her body pulled his fingers farther into her depth. Working his fingers in and out, her juices flowed into his hand and down his arm. Every time was like the first time, Kat was so responsive, so beautiful, so amazing that he hadn’t stopped smiling since they landed in his homeland.
Watching her head thrash side to side, his free hand on the sweet softness of her stomach was all that kept her standing as her body trembled under his loving touch. Begging and crying out, she panted, “Hunter, please…please…I need you…”
Loving the sounds of her passion, he needed to wring every last ounce from her. Crooking his fingers in a come-hither motion, he teased and taunted the sensitive bundle of nerves deep inside her at the same time his thumb and forefinger gently squeezed her throbbing clit.
Screams of passion filled the hallway as Hunter held Kat upright and continued working his fingers in and out of her. On and on her climax continued, ebbing and flowing, it was the most miraculous sight he’d ever seen. Waiting as she floated back to earth, her succulent scent filling his every sense, the dragon growled, “And now I shall have mine.”
In one fluid motion, he put her legs over his shoulders, placed his hands on her hips, and began to feast. One sip of her nectar was just like the first…every time was like the first time with his Katrina.
Driving his tongue as far into his mate as he could go, Hunter lavished the special bundle of nerves at the top of her channel with the tip of his tongue just as he had his fingers and held on tightly as Kat bore down on his face, rocking back and forth, driving his tongue even deeper.
Their rhythm was frantic. He tasted all of her. The warm sweetness of her arousal flowed down his throat. His dragon roared. Nothing had ever felt so right, so wonderful, so complete in all of his very long life.
The walls of her vagina contracted over and over, faster and faster. Her juices dripped down his chin and onto his chest. He bathed in her scent as he drove his mate to completion, needing to feel her come into his mouth.
Howling as his frenzied tongue flew in and out of her, Kat’s wails were unintelligible except for his name. Her hands were once again in his hair. She pulled and tugged until Hunter was sure he was bald and decided it was too perfect a moment to care.
With the force of her orgasm gaining momentum, he could feel her need to completely surrender just out of her grasp. Thrusting his tongue into her then immediately pulling it out, Hunter gently bit down on her swollen nub and held on as she came with such force, it was a miracle they weren’t both flat on the floor.
Not letting up, driving his tongue back into her again and again, he licked and sucked and teased, making her come over and over until she was begging, “Please…please…Hunter…mercy…mercy.”
But there was none to be had. Hunter needed his mate. He needed to be buried deep within her. Needed to feel her coming around his cock.
Pulling his tongue out of her, he let her limp legs slide down his arms as he got to his feet. Marveling at the sight of his wife gasping for air and her bottom lip red from where she’d bitten it out of the sheer passion only he could give her, Hunter could no longer wait.
Slamming his lips to hers, he used his enhanced reflexes to strip out of his pajama pants. Pulling his lips from hers with a gasp, he lifted her int
o his arms, and climbed the stairs two at a time.
Working hard to stay on his feet while Kat placed lazy kisses on his chest, Hunter sucked air through his teeth as she scraped her nails across his raised nipples making his painfully hard cock jump against the soft globes of her ass. A sly grin crossed her lips as the tip of her tongue danced over his chest and she whispered, “Someone’s excited.”
Crossing the threshold of their bedroom, Hunter stalked across the room, gently laying Kat in the middle of their king-sized, four-post bed. Just about to follow her down and have his way with her, his always surprising mate rolled to her stomach and lifted onto her knees.
Momentarily dumbfounded, he almost came down his leg when she flipped her long mane of curls to the side and looking over her shoulder purred, “Whatcha waitin’ for, Agent Cross?”
Needing no more invitation, Hunter went from standing at the side of the bed to on his knees with his hands on Kat’s hips. Holding fast with the tip of his cock poised at the warm, wet entrance of her pussy, flames danced along his spine.
Caught in her whiskey-colored gaze, he slowly pushed into her. Inch by glorious inch, closer and closer to being one with the love of his life, Hunter panted as the need to lunge forward battled with the want to savor every single second of entering his mate. However, Kat didn’t agree. Taking control, she forced her hips backward, engulfing him in the fiery heat of her depths.
The tip of his erection bumped the mouth of her womb. Her ass slapped against his hips right before all motion stopped. Sighing in unison as her heavenly walls contracted around him, her body pulled him even deeper and held them together before she rolled her hips in the most erotic little figure eight, that made his eyes roll back in his head
The need to move became undeniable. Digging his fingers into Kat’s soft flesh, he pounded in and out of her. Rocking on her knees, she met him thrust for thrust. Unbridled passion flowed between them. He couldn’t go fast enough, couldn’t get enough of her, needed to never leave the haven of his mate.
Leaning his much larger body over hers as they continued to move as one, Hunter palmed both of her ample breasts. Loving the way they swayed in his hands as his body moved in and out of her, he massaged her supple skin with enough force to drive a squeal of pleasure from her lips.
The harder he massaged, the harder her walls contracted around his erection. The erotic massage drove the breath from his lungs. Hunter panted while trying to maintain control with his orgasm threatening to roll over and through him. Needing to climax at the same time as his mate, he tenderly pinched both of Kat’s nipples between the thumb and forefinger of each hand then rolled his hips as he thrust in and out with uncontained vigor. The change in position pushed the tip of his cock against the nerves at the top of her channel with every swipe while his hips pushed against her swollen and sensitive nub.
Just when she about to lose control, Hunter could no longer hold out and bit down in the same spot where he’d marked them on their first night together. Screaming his name until she lost her voice, Kat’s pleasure had Hunter roaring against her skin and coming with such force, he had to let go of her beautiful breasts and slam his palms onto the bed to keep from collapsing onto her back. On and on their combined ecstasy continued, wringing every drop of pleasure from them both.
Slowing his motions, softly moving with small strokes until both their heart rates returned to normal, Hunter stayed buried deep within his mate. Wrapping one arm around her waist, he reluctantly let his still semi-erect cock slide from the sweetness of her pussy.
Rolling her over in his arms and laying her head on her pillow, he followed her down to the bed and pulled her close. Looking deep into her love-soaked eyes, he whispered, “I love you, Kat Cross.”
“I love you more, Hunter Cross.”
“Damn, I’m so glad,” he sighed. “Cause, lady, I would be lost without you.”
Shivering as she ran her finger down the bridge of his nose, Hunter couldn’t look away, he never wanted to be anywhere but where she was. Opening his mouth to tell her just that, he ended up barking with laughter when she said, “And I have to ask one more time, are you sure you don’t have any other homicidal women from your past lurking about?”
Kissing the tip of her noise she laughed, “Hell no, baby. You’re the only homicidal woman for me.”
Epilogue
“Hello?” Kat answered her cell phone then cursed for not looking at the caller ID.
“How are you? Recovering?” Brock’s voice sounded weirdly happy.
“Yes, sir. Thank you for asking.”
“I’m glad to hear it. Is your husband there? I tried to call his phone, but it keeps going straight to voicemail.”
“Hang on, boss.” Pulling the device from her ear, she hit the speaker phone icon while mouthing, “For you” toward her hubby who was still in bed. “Okay, sir. You’re on speaker phone.”
“Hello,” Hunter grumbled with a roll of his eyes.
“I needed to give up a heads up, Cross.”
“And why might that be?” She watched her mate sit straight up in bed and glare at the phone. “I’m quite literally in another country, across an ocean, what could you need to prepare me for?”
“Did you meet the analyst who connected all the abduction cases? London Connor?”
“No.” Hunter’s answer was more of a growl. “What’s that…”
Knowing her mate was still pissed at the boss, Kat jumped in, “I met her, sir. She’s really talented and incredibly intelligent.”
“Good to hear. That’s what Vega says, too.”
The longer than usual pause had Kat looking at Hunter and shrugging before he grumped, “And?”
“And she’ll be our newest agent.”
“And you thought I needed to know because…” Hunter was frowning and shaking his head. “Let me guess. You’re transferring me to Human Resources.”
For one of the only times she could recall, Brock actually laughed out loud before asserting, “Hell no! I like my job and refuse to lead more than one asshole like you.” Clearing his throat, the boss continued. “I just wanted to let you know that I’ve spoken with an old friend of yours, Gil Something-Or-Another, the dragon who heads up the Dragon Protection Agency.”
“I hate to sound like a broken record,” Hunter sighed. “But…and?”
“And he’s loaning us your friend Oz to partner with London.”
Falling backward and laughing out loud, Hunter guffawed, “Good luck with that, boss. Oz makes me look like Prince Charming.”
“Son of a bitch. Why do you dragons have to make life so hard?”
“Everybody’s gotta be good at something.” Hunter laughed. “Have fun with Oz.”
“Go to hell, Cross. Straight to hell.”
Hunter hit the end button and tossed the phone aside. “Good morning, my love.” Kat could think of a better way to wake up, Brock just interrupted her plans. With that thought in mind she leaned over and nibbled his jaw.
His long, hard cock stood proud, waiting for her touch. With most men, she was unsure about doing this, but with him, it felt natural.
His skin was warm, smooth. She curled a hand around his thick shaft and pumped slowly up his length.
“Ah, fuck, Kat.”
She grinned at the desperate way he said her name. Like he was hanging on by a thread. “Tell me what you like.”
He lifted his head to meet her gaze. His abs contracted with his movements. “I fucking love everything you do, baby. Every goddamned thing.”
She lifted her lips in a smile. “Really?”
“Really.”
She lowered to run her tongue in a circle over the head of his cock. A rough growl sounded from him.
“Do you like that?” She did another slow lick and swept her tongue down to his balls, taking each into her mouth and sucking lightly. “Or that?”
He growled. “I love it all, but I’ll love your lips wrapped around my dick more.”
She
snorted a laugh and went back up, taking him into her mouth, letting her spit slide down his shaft and using it to lubricate him as she jerked him in her grip.
“Fuuuck!” he groaned. “Your mouth feels like heaven.”
Kat took him deeper, letting him slide in and out of her mouth. He twined his fingers into her hair, grasping her curls. His ass came off the blanket as he thrust his cock into her mouth. Her pussy soaked with every groan and sound he made. She loved that he was enjoying what she did. His pleasure was making her thirsty to have him inside. Beads of moisture gathered at the tip of his dick. She flicked her tongue over it, tasting him. He was salty, earthy. Her body craved more.
She sucked him deeply again, taking him farther. His groans got louder and deeper. She worked him with her hand, jerking him faster, sucking him tighter. His grip on her hair grew painful and the thrusts he made into her mouth suddenly stopped. He gave a loud roar as he came in her mouth, his seed spilling down her throat. She swallowed quickly, taking every drop of him into herself.
She didn’t get a chance to think about his taste. He slipped out of her mouth and was sitting up, jerking her hoodie over her head in seconds. Then it was her pants. Soon she was straddling his legs again. He sucked one of her breasts into his mouth, the sensation sending fire shooting to her clit.
“Oh god,” she mumbled.
He glided his hands all over her as if unable to get enough of her body. He tweaked her other nipple, pinching and pulling, making her squirm. She leaned forward, pressing her breasts into his face. His lips moved over her skin like a hot brand, taking, tasting, owning.
He leaned back, tugging on her hips. She scooted up until her knees were to either side of his head and her pussy was above his mouth.
“Now this,” he rumbled in a sexy low voice that made her nipples tighten, “is what I call breakfast.”
He curled his arms over her legs and pulled her down to his mouth. She held on to his hair, unsure of how low she could go without depriving him of air. When his tongue flicked over her folds, she knew she was at the right spot.
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