Dragon Passion: Emerald Dragons Book 1

by Amelia Jade

His cock stiffened considerably under her touch as she took him as deep into her mouth as she could, letting the sound of her gagging slightly on it be audible enough for Josh to hear. That alone produced a quiver in him that made the sensation worthwhile. Hannah had always prided herself on being able to please a man with her mouth. She didn’t go around doing it to everyone, but when she was in that situation, she wanted to make her partner happy. She was fully willing to accept that that might make her a little uncomfortable for a few minutes.

  But the reaction is totally worth it.

  The look on his face as she devoured his cock with enthusiasm made all the mess and discomfort worthwhile, and the noises, oh how she loved the noises. Unlike others, Josh wasn’t quiet while she moved her lips up and down his wet shaft. His grunts, groans, and other noises of pleasure spurred her on to take him even farther into her. She would never get him all—he was just too big—but when she got three-quarters of his eight- or nine-inch cock down her throat, she thought he was going to cum immediately.

  But he didn’t. Instead, he pulled her off of him, and lifted her to her feet. His lips met hers in a flurry of rough kisses. Then he turned her away from him, bending her over until she was forced to put her hands on the glass.

  The big shifter stepped up behind her, and she felt the tip of his cock slide between her legs until it pressed against her opening. She gasped in delight as his thick hands wrapped around her waist, holding her tight.

  She was ready. Ready for him to push inside of her, to fill her with as much of his massive cock as he could. Part of her craved it, wanted it, would do anything to feel him enter her for that first unbelievable time.

  “What are you waiting for?” she asked when he didn’t make that move.

  His hands were still tight over her waist; he could pull her back onto him if he wanted it that way. Hannah would gladly do that. Her desire was at a breaking point, and she was ready for him now.

  But then he pulled away. Frowning, Hannah turned and looked back at him, the reflection of his naked body in the glass not clear enough for her to judge the look on his face.

  But even as her head turned, Josh dropped down to his knees, and pressed his face between her legs.

  “Oh!” she practically squealed as his warm tongue slid across her opening, grazing her clit gently as he licked her from behind.

  Hannah’s fingers tightened into fists on the glass as she sought something to grip, but there was nothing around. She had to stand upright, using all of her mental effort to keep her legs from giving out beneath her as Josh pleasured her.

  Her face was visible to the outside world as Josh slowly brought her closer to that craved-for explosion of ecstasy. Hannah had been ready to take his cock without this sort of attention. But now she was practically begging him not to stop.

  She felt a finger easily slide inside of her. His touch had made her plenty wet enough for that. When he curled it downward, brushing it gently against the sensitive area inside of her, Hannah practically fainted. He was going to make her climax, and the way he was touching her told her it wasn’t going to be long either.

  “Don’t stop,” she begged. “Please, oh fuck, just like that. Keep going,” she told him, her core beginning to quiver as he pushed her closer and closer to the edge.

  Until then, Josh had kept a slow, steady, rhythmic pace to his actions. Now though, as he felt her react, he moved a little faster, and his tongue pressed just a little harder. The finger inside of her continued to stroke at the same rate. It was a small change, but to Hannah, it was the pebble that started the avalanche.

  Her legs began to shake, and she leaned against the window for all she was worth in an effort not to collapse now, not when she was so close.

  “Oh shit, Josh. Oh my God,” she gasped.

  The world went white as she exploded under his touch. Her insides shook and tightened, and she felt liquid rush from within her as she came all over his tongue. Hannah’s scream echoed around the room, the cry of pleasure coming from a deep place within her, somewhere she didn’t normally let loose. But just then she couldn’t control herself as her orgasm blinded her to the world and wrapped her in its blissful cocoon, all the while her body shaking and trembling from his touch.

  Her arms failed her and Hannah was forced to support herself by leaning on her shoulder as she tried to remain upright through the spasms of pleasure racking her body.

  Then suddenly Josh was there to help, standing up and grabbing her waist with his strong hands, helping steady her.

  “Thank y—”

  She didn’t get to finish as a thick, hard cock pushed its way inside of her.

  “OhmyGod,” she said, the words tumbling out so quickly they sounded like one. “More,” she ordered.

  Josh obliged, slowly thrusting forward while simultaneously pulling her hips back into him, until he was buried deeply within her.

  “Fuck me,” she told him, slamming her hips back into him. The presence of his cock stretching her walls slightly until they adjusted to make room for him was driving her wild.

  When Josh didn’t immediately obey, she leaned forward and then pushed off the window again. She forced her ass toward him, impaling herself on his dick, enjoying the way she quivered around it.

  A flash of light from one of the signs below showed her the grin on Josh’s face, seen in the glass.

  “Stop smiling and fuck me,” she growled at him.

  The hands tightened around her waist with abrupt alacrity, and suddenly Josh was there, moving rapidly in and out of her, each of his thrusts exploding pleasure through her body as he pounded into her. As he gained the rhythm his pace increased. At that point all Hannah could do was ensure she stayed upright, and that her head didn’t slam into the glass.

  “Holy fuck this feels so good,” he groaned from behind her.

  Hannah couldn’t even form words to reply, her only sound a wordless noise of agreement as she continued to moan and cry out from the pleasure Josh was inflicting upon her. She was glad he was enjoying it too, but she couldn’t stop to do anything about it just then. Her mind was going numb as he moved in and out of her, her sensory receptors becoming overwhelmed with the sensations flooding them.

  “Josh I’m going to cum,” she said, her eyes flying wide as her walls tightened involuntarily around him.

  For the second time that night an orgasm ripped through her body, flooding her with a pleasure so intense that it could only last for a short period of time. Hannah writhed and cried out incoherently as her body moved without her control. She was too focused on the intensity of the feelings as they left every limb shaking with effort.

  “Bed,” she whispered, hoping he would hear her.

  Josh did. He exited her, scooped her limp form up in his big arms, her head settling against his powerful chest muscles, and deposited her on her back on the bed.

  He then climbed on top of her, lowering his head to hers as they shared their first kiss in some time. She couldn’t even bring her arms to wrap themselves around his back, but the heat of him pressed against her began to stir some life back into limbs that felt like Jell-O.

  The press of his hard cock as he entered her again accelerated her recovery. Hannah bit her lip and her nails dragged down his back as Josh pushed his hips until they settled up against hers, leaving him buried completely inside of her.

  “Hi,” he whispered as their foreheads touched.

  She looked up at him, seeing the genuine caring in his eyes.

  “Hey,” she replied.

  “I just thought you should know, this wasn’t my intent when I came over.”

  Hannah smiled. “It wasn’t mine when you got here,” she admitted.

  Josh pulled his head back slightly and gave it a slight shake in disbelief. “I still can’t believe I’m doing this.”

  “Neither can I,” she agreed. “You are one impressive figure, Mr.—” Hannah paused as her mouth opened in surprise. “You know, I don’t even know your last n
ame!” she said, dissolving into laughter at the fact that he was currently inside of her, and she’d never found out his last name.

  “Horne,” he told her, planting a gentle kiss on the tip of her nose.

  “Well Mr. Horne, you are one impressive creature.” Her smile turned seductive. “In all aspects. But mostly, you impress me with your willingness to be open and to believe something, even if it goes against all you’ve been told.”

  The bear shifter broke out into a grin. “I won’t say I’m still not nervous and a little unsure. But your story just made too much sense. It’s going to take some time to overcome everything, but with you by my side, I think I can do it. Then we’ll work on the others.”

  Hannah froze. She had forgotten that Josh’s acceptance didn’t mean the rest of his team would necessarily be so open about it. Her heart began to hammer against her ribcage.

  “Hey,” he said, kissing her, bringing her back to reality. “What say we finish up before we panic?” As if to emphasize his point, she felt him swell slightly inside of her as he flexed.

  Glad for the distraction, Hannah smiled.

  “Deal,” she told him, then she hooked one leg over him and rolled, using her strength to flip him onto his back, leaving her in the driver’s seat. “But we’re doing it my way.” She ground her hips into him.

  “You keep doing that and you can do whatever you want,” he told her. “It won’t be for long, because the sight of you on top of me is already driving me wild.”

  She bit her lip. “You like looking at me?” she asked innocently, running one hand slowly up her side until she reached her breasts, cupping it and rubbing her nipple gently while he watched. The entire time she kept moving up and down on top of him.

  “Yes,” he said breathlessly, his eyes devouring the image of her as she rode him.

  “Good,” Hannah said, bringing her other hand to her free breast, playing with both of them. Her hips moved slowly up his shaft, and then back down. “I want you to watch,” she commanded, one hand moving up her face and through her hair.

  “I am,” he replied, his hands tightening ever so slightly around her hips. He wasn’t controlling her, just keeping a hold on her as she moved.

  “Does it turn you on to watch?” she asked in her best seductive voice.

  Josh nodded hurriedly, his eyes still wide, moving up and down her body. Hannah dropped her hand from her hair to between her hips, where she gently rolled it over her clit, touching it just perfectly to accentuate the rise and fall of his cock inside of her.

  Hannah wasn’t sure if she was going to climax again after the two powerful ones Josh had given her, but it felt good, and she felt powerful being in control and seeing the way he looked at her.

  “It’s your turn,” she told him. “I want you to cum for me.”

  “You do?” he asked, his hips rising slightly off the bed as he rose to meet her.

  “Yes,” she said, her voice a little unsteady from the unexpected movement and the reactions it produced. “Do it,” she told him, still playing with her breast and her clit.

  The shifter tightened under her, and Hannah felt his cock spasm in time with a series of groans that filled the room. His back arched and she was lifted clear of the bed by several inches. She flexed her walls tight around him just as he shuddered and the first explosion of warmth shot deep inside of her. His cock continued to pump jets of hot cum as she rode him, her pace a little more frantic now.

  His hands pulled her down to him. They kissed as he finished cumming, his whole body shaking from the effort, until he fell back onto the bed, spent.

  “Wow,” Josh muttered into her ear as she draped herself across his body, neither of them moving.

  “Agreed,” she said, nibbling gently on his ear.

  Josh shuddered and pulled her head back enough so he could kiss her.

  Hannah didn’t resist. He was a good kisser.

  They lay together in silence, enjoying each other’s presence openly for the first time since their breakfast date. Things had escalated at an incredible pace that day, with so much being revealed and learned about each other. It was a day that Hannah knew she would not forget. Things had changed today in a way that she might never be able to undo if she ever wanted to.

  I don’t see that happening though.

  “Shower?” she asked after another double handful of minutes had passed by.

  “If that’s where you want it next,” Josh said.

  As he spoke she felt him come back to life, his cock rapidly hardening once more. It had never fully pulled out of her, and the sensation of having him become erect inside of her was…interesting.

  “Here works too,” she said as he rolled her onto her back, his hips already thrusting slowly in and out of her.

  “Good,” he said wickedly.

  He lowered his head to hers to kiss her once more, and Hannah let herself be drawn back into him again.

  Tonight is going to be fun.

  Chapter Thirteen

  Josh

  The rumble of a stomach stirred him awake.

  The sensations inside of him told Josh it could have easily been his own, but his ears told him a different story. As if to reinforce that fact, he heard Hannah’s tummy rumble again.

  “I’m hungry,” she said in a tired complaint, though the smile that accompanied it told him she was just speaking.

  “Me too,” he agreed. “I didn’t have dinner before I came over, and we certainly didn’t have anything filling after.”

  Hannah sighed dreamily. “Well, I’m not quite sure that I can agree with that second statement.”

  Josh blushed outwardly, but inside he was beaming and high-fiving himself. The first time with a new partner was always different, and he hadn’t wanted to screw anything up with Hannah. Their bond had flowed together seamlessly however, and even before he passed out at some point late at night he had known she had enjoyed herself. But to hear it again the morning after was a bonus.

  Not that he didn’t suspect Hannah knew exactly what she was doing. The werewolf woman was fully confident in herself and her bedroom activities, which had allowed them to have a lot of fun throughout the night. A lot. Several images flickered behind his eyes, of things he would never have dared to try the first time around. Not that he was complaining of course.

  Not. At. All.

  “This place has a continental breakfast of some sort, doesn’t it?” he mused, wiping sleep from his eyes as he prepared to rise.

  “I think so,” Hannah agreed, then rolled onto her side, the sheets slipping off her breasts as she did. “But there’s a problem.”

  Eying the copious amounts of exposed flesh, Josh wasn’t sure he could fully agree with that comment. “Oh?”

  “It’s all the way in the lobbbby,” she said with an exaggerated whine to her voice.

  The big bear shifter barked a laugh, the bed shaking slightly. “Okay, okay. I give in. You promise to stay like that,” he said, drawing a finger down between her breasts and toward her hips, drawing a hiss from Hannah. “And I’ll fetch us some food. Deal?”

  She grinned wickedly. “We’ll see,” she teased, then stretched languidly, stirring a response from him.

  “Oh, not fair,” he growled, slipping his fingers between her legs.

  Hannah gasped in surprise and pleasure, then batted his hand away. “Real food,” she told him, raising an eyebrow.

  Josh laughed again, a deeper rumbling sound this time as he rolled off the bed and up to his feet, ignoring the head rush of sudden movement after lying there all night. With Hannah around, there were many things he could ignore.

  “Bacon, eggs, toast, bacon, and anything else?” he asked.

  “Men,” she said with a sigh. “They never learn. Always get three servings of bacon.”

  Rolling his eyes, he slipped into his pants and tugged his shirt back on.

  “Shit, this is gonna draw some stares,” he said at the raggedy garment with dried blood on it.
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  “Throw a robe over it,” she said, jerking her head to the washroom where several large plush bathrobes hung.

  “Good idea,” he replied, throwing one around him and heading for the door, slipping one of the keys into the front pocket of his new garment as he passed the table at the entrance.

  The elevator ride down was spent in quiet, happy reflection. About how Hannah hadn’t tried to attack him overnight, and—

  Well, it might not be fair to say that she didn’t. Just not…to harm me.

  Nor had there been any other hiccups that would put a hole in her story. Her brother had stayed in his room all night, not bothering them a bit, which was relieving. According to Hannah, Chad had been very strange and withdrawn all evening. It didn’t seem like the man Josh had met, but Hannah said he got that way sometimes. They had put it down to the fact that their secret had just been revealed to one of the more powerful bear shifters around. Chad was probably nervous about his well-being.

  That wasn’t to say that Josh didn’t have a lot on his mind either. Even if he crossed out the fact that the majority of the shifter world thought like he did. Or had. Josh was still coming around to the fact that he saw things differently. It would take more than one night to convince him for good if he was completely and brutally honest with himself and everyone. But he also was no longer suspicious of Hannah either. It was a confusing middle ground, confounded by the fact that he was falling hard for the werewolf girl.

  Which was his next problem. Sort of. It wasn’t really a problem per se, but more of a social curiosity.

  In the shifter world, interspecies relationships—human/shifter aside—were rare. They weren’t necessarily frowned upon, because shifters were persecuted enough by outsiders that it was tough to ignore anything like that happening internally. But to say that they were celebrated and treated the same would be a lie as well. The biggest reason being that their children would be human. There was zero chance for them to continue their shifter lines.

  With shifters tending to stray closer to their animals, breeding and reproduction had a much bigger part in their society than in a pure human setting. Carrying on their legacy with another group of shifters was expected of everyone. The shifter who decided to actively forego children was the closest thing to an outsider their culture would ever have.