by Marie Harte
"Part of her fan club, eh?" Tanner suddenly smiled and leaned back in the chair.
"I respect her." She felt her face flaming again. "Now, Tanner Flay, as much as I enjoy seeing a Dracon again, would you mind explaining what you're doing here in my home?"
Tanner's gaze rested on her mouth and his grin widened. "You really are lovely."
She frowned. He seemed a little too delighted by that fact. "Um, thanks. Now about why you're here?"
"And no mate, hmm?"
The look he gave her made her jittery. Raw lust settled over his face, and his hands tensed on top of the table. Her libido roared to life, startling her.
"Tanner?"
"I had a problem I had to take care of earlier." His voice sounded distracted as he focused on her nipples poking through the thin cotton overshirt she wore. "I had no choice but to settle here. My...friend is resting up in your bed. He'll be fine by tomorrow, I'm sure."
She started. "There's someone else here?" She hadn't sensed anyone else, then again, she hadn't felt Tanner in the house either. Dracon had enhanced senses, but as much as she wished it, those senses weren't much good in human form, at least, not for her. And though some Dracon were rumored to have psychic talents, she was far from telepathic. A shared image here and there, like when the king had taken a mate and joy had spread throughout the Dracon world. But other than that, Ava had to work hard to interact with others of her own kind. She was no hunter, no protector, and certainly no lover gifted with extraordinary skills. Bottom line, unless in Dracon form, she was as helpless as any other human.
"Yes, my friend's resting in your bedroom. But don't worry. He's recovering well and we'll be gone by tomorrow. I promise."
"He's hurt?" She stood, her nature to care for and heal a part of her make up. "I have a first aid kit in the bathroom. And I'm a trained EMT. I can help."
He rose and stopped her before she could move past him toward the closed bedroom door. His hands settled over her shoulders. "Don't worry, Ava. I've already used your kit. He's healing as we speak. Just needs a bit of rest to recuperate." His voice thickened as he looked into her eyes, and the sparkle of emotion made her loins quicken with want. "I'm sorry to say, he's taken your bed. Perhaps you'd rather rest...on me?"
* * * *
Tanner felt like a starving man as he stared down at the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen. The minute he'd scented her he'd gotten hard, and thank God for that. He was still attracted to women, could still feel the driving need to fuck, and more, to mate. Something in him eased. That aberration with Matthias must have been a delayed reaction to the stress of almost losing a royal. Sexual needs mixed with worry. Sure, whatever. So long as his body still had a need to procreate, Tanner could handle anything.
The fact that Ava was physically pleasing and that she reminded him of himself made wanting her a no-brainer. The hurt swimming in her dark eyes when she'd blurted out her last name made him want to soothe her pain. And the pleasure she'd tried to hide when looking him over had him harder than steel.
He could smell her desire, like a heady perfume he wanted to wear...everywhere. She blinked up at him, her eyes wide and her lips parted in surprise. Without waiting to hear her answer, Tanner kissed her.
Groaning, he drank down her breath like a thirsting man. She was sweet, and so fucking hot he wanted to explode. His lust built as if he hadn't just come with Matthias, and unable to push thoughts of the prince out of his mind, he found to his surprise that remembrances of his orgasm with Matthias only enhanced his pleasure.
For her part, Ava had gone from stiff to slack to tense again, but this time in the throes of carnal need. Tanner could taste her arousal, and he growled low in his throat as he settled them both on the bear rug in front of her fireplace.
"Sweet, I need you," he admitted as he kissed his way over her cheeks to the column of her thin, pale throat. "I want to fuck you, right now."
"Tanner, I--"
He sucked on the spot just below her ear, whispering all the tantalizing, seductive ways he planned to pleasure her. "...and when my cum shoots into you, I'll swallow your screams before I flip you over and fuck you all over again. Hard and fast, 'til you're begging me to end it."
Her body arched in supplication as he palmed her breasts. He could feel how much she wanted to regain control, but she offered herself so beautifully. "Yes," she whispered, her eyes shut.
Damn, she was perfect. Tanner couldn't quell his urgency. He ripped her shirt off, then shifted his hand into sharp talons to slice through her bra. The minute the silk fell from her body to the floor he latched his mouth to her nipple.
She cried out and grasped his head, her fingers winding through his hair with soft strokes. Her petting only made him harder, and he ground against her thigh as he nipped and blew on her nipple. Switching his attention to her other breast, he laved and sucked, while skimming his free hand down her soft belly.
He unbuttoned her jeans and pushed his hand under her panties, sucking in his breath at the moist welcome between her thighs.
"You're so wet." He sucked her nipple harder, biting and smiling when she cried out and pulled him closer. "I want to eat you, Ava. To drench myself in your sweet pussy." His voice came out as a rumble, his Dracon nature opening the beast within.
"Take me," she moaned. "All of me." Her fingers clenched tight before she began stroking him again, and she moved her thigh along his cock, increasing his overtaxed lust.
Filled with need, Tanner rose only to throw off his clothes and the rest of hers. And then he settled between her thighs and opened his mouth. The first taste of her pussy was on par with Matthias's cum. Sweet, spicy and definitely addicting. Her taste ran through his body from his tongue to his cock and along every extremity. He felt high, drugged on lust while he licked and sucked, lavishing her scent. Matthias's musky taste had been as sweet, as honeyed. And then, as if the thought had conjured him, the creak of a door warned Tanner that he and Ava were no longer alone.
Chapter 3
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Matthias stared at the carnal scene with hunger. He'd awoken to a throbbing in his cock, a delicious hardening despite the aches in his weary body. Blinking into the darkness, he'd adjusted to the lack of light and noted the feminine furnishings that told him he was definitely somewhere unfamiliar. The last thing he remembered, he'd been fighting in that dirt-encrusted bar. Fighting--toying with the humans when he'd really wanted to bite someone. A familiar face had shocked the hell out of him, startling him with his combined anger and pleasure in seeing the Dracon. And then he'd heard a loud boom and all had gone black.
Matthias shifted to ease the ache in his ribs as he stared at the man who'd helped him in that bar. The male now doing what Matthias had longed to do for a very, very long time.
Tanner Flay, the Dracon that perplexed and irritated Matthias as much as his quarry, Ava Tailstack, the woman now being fucked senseless. Tanner was a warrior, a protector working for the royal guard and, unfortunately, a babysitter no doubt sent by Lucas, which had fueled Matthias's rage when fighting in the bar. The slight distraction Tanner presented had cost Matthias in that brawl. One glance in Tanner's direction, then Matthias had heard a loud blast and felt blessed numbness.
Only to be awakened by the most incredible sensation over his cock. The best wet dream of his entire life. A callused hand over his shaft, rubbing and stroking, the scent of familiar arousal filling the room. Hot, honest need, strong and true, and then rapture, ecstasy so intense it made everything else in Matthias's restless existence fade away to nothing. Utter peace and happiness had soothed him back to sleep.
That same scent of arousal had awakened him, and now Matthias stood watching his protector buried in a woman's pussy, her naked form perfect, her face like a goddess and...one that he'd come to collect.
Fuck me. Ava's as hot as I've always suspected, and she's being taken by a man that haunts my dreams. A damned fortunate coincidence? Or something more? Something fated to be?
Tanner suddenly paused, his frantic movements stopped as he raised his gaze and met Matthias's. The connection between them was instant and, with an indrawn breath, Matthias nodded at him to continue. He shot the male images of Ava coming under his mouth, of her filling his tongue with cream, and Tanner groaned and lowered his head again.
Ava thrashed and cried out, and her body looked as Matthias had imagined it a hundred times. Her breasts were surprisingly full on such a petite frame, her nipples a soft pink. Her skin was the palest ivory, her blond hair like spun gold. And the similarities between her hair color and Tanner's pleased Matthias to no end. Both lovers were Dracon, a male and female, yet so alike. In them both Matthias sensed need, a craving for acceptance and love. And through his out of place introspection, Matthias realized why he'd been driven to find Ava, and why he'd deliberately manipulated Lucas into adding Tanner to his protection team.
The male's scent was so fucking arousing, and combined with what Matthias had learned about him, it made his decision to keep Tanner that much stronger. Tanner and Ava, his to please, his to be taken by, and to take.
Matthias watched as Ava moaned Tanner's name and climaxed under his mouth. The sweet aroma of her cum flooded the room. His cock swelled painfully, and again he was reminded of the orgasm he'd dreamed. Even waking completely dry, the sheets mess-free, couldn't convince him his climax hadn't been real. Could Tanner possibly have given him such a perfect gift? Did the man want Matthias as desperately as he knew he wanted Tanner?
Watching Tanner as he mounted Ava, Matthias licked his lips and wrapped his hand around his erection, unable to stop himself. Tanner looked down at Ava, then over at Matthias as he slowly sank inside of her. The sight was one Matthias would never forget. Even as Tanner thrust into Ava, his thoughts and emotions slammed into Matthias.
Desire, lust and acceptance meshed, the physical and the emotional both one as Tanner fucked Ava hard. Tanner's thick groans were erotic in the extreme, and Ava's throaty encouragement only increased Matthias's desire. Matthias wanted to come, badly. Remembrances of the loving he'd shared with his brothers and the new queen made him long for the same. To join with Tanner and Ava, for the three of them to become one.
But even as he stepped forward he knew it was too soon. Ava had disappeared months ago, wanting little to do with the Dracon for idiotic reasons of self-blame even Shino didn't understand. And Tanner had issues needing resolution, injury done to his mind and his heart. If Matthias weren't careful, Tanner would leave Dracon Mount as easily as he'd vanished from all the other places he'd lived in over the years. With nothing more than sex to bind them all, the relationship Matthias wanted would fail.
So Matthias, ever the strategist, began making plans. With a last longing glance, he returned to the bedroom and quietly closed the door. Gingerly settling on the bed, he sighed and began stroking himself in time to the moans from the other room. His pleasure was not long in coming.
* * * *
Ava licked her lips and blinked up at the large male who'd given her so much pleasure. Her body still vibrated with passion, and as Tanner came inside of her, she felt another flutter, an impossible link to both him and...Matthias? A sudden image of Matthias coming hard, of his cum shooting over his hands while Tanner shuddered into her had her clenching around Tanner and experiencing more bliss.
Tanner cursed and pulled out, only to plunge deeper again.
"Ava," he breathed, leaning down to kiss her. His mouth tasted sweet and sultry, like apples dipped in cinnamon, and she moaned at the closeness growing between them. What had started out as simple pleasure had blossomed into something else entirely, and she didn't understand how that had happened.
The Dracon bond between mates was intense, and possessive. When Dracon gave their love freely, a pair became a unit. She'd heard the emotional intensity could be fierce and somewhat frightening. But it couldn't possibly be anything like this. Most Dracon learned to love one another before bonding and then mating. She didn't know more about Tanner Flay than his name. And that he was a killer lover...one she'd been waiting for forever.
Shocked at the thought, she stared up at him, taken by the tender look in his gaze. For years she'd been waiting for Matthias. No virgin, Ava had shared a few sexual encounters to better learn how to please a male, and herself. But nothing had prepared her for Tanner. For what he, and strange thoughts of Matthias, had done to her body.
"You okay, lefne?" He leaned down to kiss her lips, so gentle, yet heat blossomed between them again.
"Lefne?" She blushed as her breathing hitched, his body suddenly hardening within her again.
Tanner blinked, as if coming out of a trance, and to her surprise, he flushed. "It's, ah, kind of like sweetheart. Ancient Drac," he mumbled.
Ava nodded, still confused, but didn't press the issue. She was fluent in both English, Spanish and Drac. And she'd never come across "laff-nay." Her body, however, didn't care what he called her. As if Tanner hadn't already come inside of her, his cock was growing thicker. She could feel him stretching her, and to her surprised delight, felt her body readying to receive him again.
"Tanner?"
"Ava, Christ, I don't know what's going on, but I have to have you again. Right now."
He didn't waste any more time talking, and began thrusting hard, in and out. Rougher than before, and to her Dracon senses, much more effectively. Ava could feel her eyes warming, her nails lengthening and her muscles hardening as he pounded into her.
Staring up at him, she saw his eyes tightly closed as he fucked her, his breathing raspy while his teeth lengthened and his features shimmered with a blue-green sheen. She had yet to see his inner dragon, but her body recognized its match as he brought her to another rousing orgasm. Just as she began to settle, he came inside her again with Dracon intensity.
This time he pulled out while coming, jetting over her belly and breasts before bringing his cock to her lips. She met his gaze and opened her mouth, watching the ecstatic look on his face as he watched her drinking his seed while he shuddered and groaned, spending the rest of his explosive climax in her mouth.
When he finally ceased, he withdrew from her lips and dropped beside her, pulling her onto his chest. His seed settled into her skin with a warm buzz and left no trace of stickiness. No-mess sex with Dracon a pleasant advantage to the species.
Basking in the afterglow of such incredible loving, she could only wait for some type of explanation for his stamina that surpassed anything she'd experienced. But he said nothing, merely sighed her name and hugged her, fitting her head under his chin.
"Ah, lefne. I did say you could rest on me, didn't I?" He chuckled, his husky laugh soothing the tension she hadn't realized was rising in her body. "Don't let me sleep long, okay? Just a few minutes," he mumbled before falling into immediate slumber.
Ava leaned up, brushing the hair from his eyes. Though short, the blond strands were soft, like silk, and she couldn't resist petting him. His arms tightened around her before slacking, and she realized he really had passed out.
Well, how about that. The first man I ever loved into exhaustion. Inordinately pleased with herself, she carefully rose, trying not to waken Tanner. She looked down at him, seeing how much softer he looked in sleep. The taste of him lingered in her mouth, and she couldn't help flushing at what she'd just done.
Though Ava had made love to several males in the past, she'd never experienced anything so erotic. Only her fantasies of Matthias had ever come close... Her throat closed at the sudden realization that after being with Tanner, her dream of Matthias seemed farther than ever. Of course, she still
planned on remaining in Montana, far away from those who thought her unworthy and traitorous simply because she had the unfortunate Tailstack name. Honor, Ava had been taught by her father, was everything. And he'd died a broken Dracon after what Emmaline had done, and what Shino had done as well.
Ava was smart enough to know that she wasn't responsible for what her stupid cousin had planned. But it was hard to be judged by those she'd once considered friends. Even harder still to be found wanting. And her father's bitterness shadowed her, his death finally settling to a throbbing, rather than burning, wound after eight long months. Yet as much as she wanted to be considered her own woman, she felt haunted by her last name.
Until now.
The sex with Tanner had definitely set a different and wonderful precedent for her new life. The intimacy gave her hope, that perhaps she'd find happiness, something to fill the aching hole in her heart that mourned not only her crumbling family, but Matthias as well. For Tanner had done more than simply fuck her. The connection between them had been so strong, so right. He'd begun to heal something within her she'd been unable to mend on her own.
Humming under her breath, she tensed when she felt moisture begin to trickle down her legs, Dracon seed still viable when ingested or taken within the body as opposed to dissipating in the skin. Then she relaxed, realizing she wasn't in the fertile stage of her cycle yet. But, good God, had she completely lost her mind to have sex and not even consider the chance of pregnancy?
Slapping herself in the forehead, she shot for the bathroom. To her surprise, she had to force herself to take a shower, her aversion to washing Tanner's seed from her a puzzle. She wanted to be clean, but she still wanted to feel him all over her, around her, in her. Like I don't have little Tanners swimming down my throat and toward my womb already.