Professor Dragon's Virgin (Irish Dragon Shifter Brothers Book 5)

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by Brittany White


  She rocked forward, tipping her core toward him. He put one hand on her backside, squeezing and kneading her bottom, and he kissed over her pelvis. He pushed one finger into her pussy, and it slid right in.

  “You’re wet already,” he said. “Ready for me.”

  “Yes,” she breathed.

  He spread her folds open and pressed his mouth to her clit. He flattened his tongue and licked, flicking his tongue over her sensitive area.

  Her body swayed, and her head spun. “Oh,” she cried out.

  “Okay?” he asked, looking up at her.

  “Dizzy,” she said.

  He had her in his arms before he knew it. “I’ll take that as a compliment.”

  He lay her on the bed and pushed her legs wide open. He got back on the floor and knelt, which meant his face was right between her legs. She was so turned on that she couldn’t even feel shy about him gazing right at her pussy.

  He spread her lips again and pushed his tongue against her clit. He slid two fingers into her entrance, filling her up. “You’re still so tight, but you’re so wet too.”

  He circled her clit with his tongue, over and over, while thrusting his fingers in and out of her pussy. He switched it up then, pinching her clit with his fingers while thrusting his tongue into her pussy.

  “You taste like heaven.”

  “I’m close.” She could barely get the words out.

  “This time, I want you to wait. You’re going to come when I slide my cock in.”

  She thrashed on the bed, rolling her head back and forth. “I can’t. I can’t hold off.”

  “You can.” He pulled back and began to brush his fingers over her core with only the barest hint of a touch.

  She grabbed a pillow and squeezed to keep from screaming. “Don’t tease.”

  “I’m giving you a break.”

  She panted, trying to control herself. They were in a castle full of shifters with super hearing. She was going to have to calm down. She took several deep breaths. She noticed Niall with his hand in his pants, holding his own cock, and that gave her an idea.

  “Can we take turns? I want to do this to you.” She concentrated and sent him an image of her on her knees, still wearing her black bra with nothing else, with her lips wrapped around his massive cock. She might have no experience with males, but she knew what went on between mates.

  Niall blinked in surprise. “You want to put my cock in your mouth?”

  “Yes.”

  He grabbed his cock. “Just thinking about it is making me close.”

  He stood up and pushed his jeans down, leaving his boxers on. He held out his hand and took hers, helping her off the bed.

  “You may have to tell me what to do,” she said.

  He took her face in his hands. “I would love to do that.”

  14

  Niall

  Niall swallowed hard. The image Nora had sent him of her on her knees in front of him with her mouth full of his cock had nearly sent him over the cliff into an early climax. And now, Niall was going to guide Nora through taking his cock into her mouth. She really wanted that. He could hardly believe it. It wasn’t something he’d planned to ask for, not with her having been a virgin until so recently.

  He grabbed a pillow from the bed and placed it on the floor. Her petite body wasn’t as sturdy as his. “Kneel there.”

  She did, licking her lips. He stood in front of her and pushed his boxers down, letting his cock spring free. He held onto his erection and rubbed his hand over her cheek.

  “First, put your hand around the base.”

  Her slender fingers wrapped around the base and his eyes nearly rolled back in his head.

  “Now lick the tip.”

  She did so, her small pink tongue darting out to lick the end of his cock.

  He exhaled. If they never did more than this, it would be enough. He looked down at her shiny black hair, framing her face. Her big dark eyes gazed up at him, and her pert breasts pushed together in her bra.

  “Now open your lips. I’m going to push my cock in, but not too far.”

  She did as he instructed. She parted her lips, and he slid his cock in. The feeling was indescribable, especially knowing she asked for this, that she wanted it. He pulled back and pushed forward just a little, barely thrusting into her mouth. She rocked her hips, and the scent of her arousal filled the air. He stopped moving and let her try taking his cock farther into her mouth. She hollowed her cheeks and sucked, and he nearly came.

  He grabbed his cock and pulled away, kneeling down and joining her on the floor. “That was amazing. But I almost came in your mouth.”

  She grabbed his face and kissed him, and he licked all over her lips. “I want to be inside you. Now.”

  She nodded, and he scooped her up, laying her out on the bed. He grabbed a condom and rolled it on. He took a few deep breaths, calming himself. She was still new at this, and her pussy was still virgin-tight. He had to take his time.

  He stood on the floor at the edge of the bed and pulled her hips to the edge of the bed. She splayed her legs, opening her pussy to him. The bed was exactly the right height for him to enter her. He parted her folds, and then pushed his fingers in, twisting them, gauging how ready she was. She was dripping wet. She was ready.

  Carefully, he slid his cock in, watching as it parted her lips and slid into her body. He gripped her small hips and rolled his hips, thrusting in and out of her. From this vantage point, he could see every expression on her face, her flushed skin, and her pink pussy, hugging his cock.

  “You have no idea how good you feel,” he said to her.

  “You feel just as good.” Mentally, she sent him the sensations that she was feeling, which nearly sent him crashing over the edge.

  She is mine, his dragon reminded him.

  He felt the same. He wanted her to be his too.

  He folded his body over hers so that he could caress her breasts and kiss her neck and mouth. His thrusts picked up speed. He pressed his face between her breasts, inhaling her sweet scent. She smelled like lavender all the time.

  He pressed his hand between their bodies and rubbed her clit, increasing the friction. He felt her thighs tense up, and she held her breath for just a second. She was close. He could tell now.

  “You can let go. Come for me.”

  She writhed against him, pushing her hips into his, meeting his thrusts. “Niall,” she cried out, pushing her face into a pillow.

  Then he felt her body jerk, and her pussy gripped his cock. He let go too, nuzzling his face into her neck while his cock released into her body. He held her close and rolled over, keeping his cock buried in her body while he held her in his arms.

  Niall could not imagine a more amazing moment.

  Niall had forgotten how nice it was to be around other shifters, but he was beginning to feel like Nora was even more important to him with his own kind.

  Was it possible to become true mates with a non-shifter? It must have been possible because only Liam had a shifter mate. What was the bond like for those who were mated to a human? What was it like for Brennan, who was mated to a Fae? The others were mated to non-shifters, but they all shared a strong bond, so he knew it was possible.

  He was going to have to ask them, even if it was awkward.

  While Nora was still asleep, Niall went to look for Brennan. Since his mate was Fae, Niall wanted to speak with him first, especially while Nora would not be awake to overhear the conversation. That day, the activity they focused on was Halloween costumes for all of them, so he found Brennan outside with a pile of old sheets, cans of spray paint, and scissors.

  “Another game?”

  Brennan laughed. “We’re making costumes.”

  “Back in Texas, this is a big deal. The kids will dress up like a superhero, or a fireman, or something outrageous like a hot dog or an ice cream cone,” Brennan said. “But here, Clara wants us to do the traditional Irish costuming. So we’re all going to make a ghost cos
tume. I didn’t know this, but she said it dates back to the Celtic times. Apparently, the Celtic Druids used to dress up as something scary on All Hallows Eve. They thought dressing up as a ghoul would keep the real spirits away.”

  He held up one of those sheets and breathed fire on it, singeing it. He put the flames out with his hands, but not before he created several holes and black marks.

  “Declan, the oldest, is eight now, so he doesn’t want to be a ghost. He wants to be a zombie. I was up first, so he started begging me to help with his costume.”

  “Where is Declan?”

  Brennan pointed at the lake. “He and Rowan are swimming.” As they watched, a huge spray of water erupted from the surface of the lake. Two hatchlings shot out of the water, entangled with each other. They were wrestling as they flew, and then they crashed back into the water.

  Niall thought back to his own days, plunging into the rough ocean water with his brothers. They had been murdered, and he would never see them again. They would not have mates, and they would not have hatchlings. But maybe he could honor them in his own life.

  “May I ask you a personal question?”

  “Ask me anything,” Brennan said. “I’m an open book.”

  “Three of you are mated to non-shifters. What’s it like?”

  Brennan shot him a sly look. “You and Nora?”

  “I’m not sure.”

  “What makes you not sure?”

  “She showed up in my class, thinking there were no shifters left in Ireland, and I immediately realized she was a witch. She ran, and I chased her. She thought I’d want to kill her because of what her coven did to our clan, but she’s not like them at all.”

  “That’s how it works sometimes.” Brennan squeezed his shoulder. “Don’t fixate on the stuff that seems crazy. Fallon and I had a rough start too. We had a short fling five years ago, and she got pregnant. I had no idea. We found each other again, and she took Rowan and ran, thinking I’d want to take him from her. So don’t worry if it’s complicated.”

  Niall had no idea that Brennan and Fallon had such a tumultuous past. “So you’re telling me not to dwell on the parts that don’t make sense.”

  “Yep. If it feels right, just let it happen. I promise you won’t regret it.”

  Niall nodded. “Thank you for the advice.”

  “Anytime. Most of us have crazy stories with our mates. Clara was Kellan’s nanny. She had no idea he was a shifter until they were kidnapped by Nora’s mom and her coven buddies.”

  Niall winced. As long as they were around his clan, Nora was going to have to deal with stories about her mother and her former coven.

  “Juliana lived next door to Quinn. He met her when she fell off her ladder and broke her arm. She found out he was a shifter in the middle of the night when her family, who are part of the Romanian Mafia, broke into her house. Quinn came to save her.”

  “Wow.” Niall had no idea what to say to that.

  “And then there’s Liam. He didn’t want a human mate, but he wanted to be a dad. So he contacted the vampires, and they helped him hatch a crazy scheme to ask Brynne, who was working as a ski instructor, to be a surrogate mother to his baby. She was part of our clan, but she thought all of us were dead. She agreed to be his surrogate, and they hit it off. But not before Nora’s mother showed up and threatened to kill the baby.”

  Niall gritted his teeth as he listened.

  “And I’ve already told you my story. I won’t tell my mate’s business, but she wouldn’t mind you knowing that her Fae family was extremely hostile about her having a child with a dragon shifter. They came around eventually and even helped us while you were brainwashed,” Brennan said.

  Niall rubbed his face. All of that was good information. “I’ve spent the last few years living a very sedate existence. I bought a cottage in the country outside of Galway, and I began to teach geology at the university. Every day was the same. Then I came into contact with a witch, and everything has been upside down since.”

  “And you met Nora,” Brennan added.

  “And I met Nora.”

  “Do you want to be with her?”

  “Yes.”

  Brennan let go of the costumes and crossed his arms. “What if I told you that I know a guy who would treat her right? And she could come back and live in Texas with us?”

  A low growl started in Niall’s chest. He bared his teeth. There was no way in hell that he would let these shifters take her back to America. “You’ll do no such thing.”

  “See? I think she might be your mate.”

  Oh, bloody hell. Niall had walked right into that trap. “I think I need something to do.” He needed to channel the restless energy.

  “Kellan wants that entire tree chopped into firewood for tonight.”

  “I’ll do it,” Niall said. He was tired of thinking. He needed the mindless release while he thought about how Nora was going to fit into his life.

  15

  Nora

  That night, the shifter clan threw a big party for All Hallow’s Eve. The costumes were complete, and everyone dressed up as a ghost, a ghoul, or a zombie, even the kids.

  The toddlers were adorable in their white sheets with the eyes cut out, but Declan and Rowan had made their zombie costumes authentic. Most of the adults had discouraged them from the zombie idea, except Brennan, who thought it was hilarious.

  Declan had persisted, and Brennan turned out to be a great scary costume maker. They had ragged, burned clothes, drawn gashes on their faces with a marker, and smeared red paint all over themselves.

  Halloween had never been a fun time for Nora. It had been a time when the witches considered their magic to be most potent, so they had been full of schemes. She pushed that out of her mind. Every single person at this party had been harmed by her coven, but they had forgiven her completely. They didn’t even bring it up unless it was by accident, and they never used it against her.

  The party started in the dining hall of the castle and progressed outside, where Kellan and Niall had gotten the bonfire going. Niall had spent half the day chopping wood in preparation for the party, she had spent the day with Brynne and Fallon making games, and Clara and Juliana made the food. While they were dipping apples in caramel, a treat that was popular in America, Fallon scooted close to her and spoke in a low voice.

  “So. I’m going to be nosy. How are things with you and Niall?”

  Nora didn’t know what to say. Would Fallon tell Niall everything she said?

  “I won’t repeat a word of it, not even to Brennan, if you want to talk.”

  Nora bit her lip. “I want to be with him. I just have no experience. So it’s all new to me.” She left out the part where she’d been held hostage for four years. “It’s been hard, knowing how much my family hurt his family.”

  Fallon squeezed her arm. “I can imagine that would be hard, but he doesn’t seem to mind.”

  “That’s what he says.” Nora spilled all of her thoughts and found that it was really nice to have another female to talk to, especially one who hadn’t personally been affected by her horrible mother. They talked until one of the hatchings came up and shot them with a water gun, which sparked an hour-long water fight.

  Nora laughed the whole time.

  By nine o’clock that night, the party was in full swing. Paper lanterns hung from the eaves of the castle, and some floated on the lake. Spooky Celtic music played on a real, old-fashioned record player. The sweet scent of caramel and apples hung in the air.

  The kids raced from one game to another. They played darts, they bobbed for apples, and they flew kites. The kites had nothing to do with Halloween, but the kids wanted to take advantage of the wind. Apparently, it wasn’t windy very often in their home in Texas, which was called Cedar Lake.

  Nora had offered to do a round of fireworks, and the kids were delighted with that idea. As soon as she stood in the clearing by the lake, a chill swept over her body.

  She was being watched�
�and not by one of the dragon shifters or the humans that were here. She shivered and looked around, but she saw no one.

  She took a deep breath to clear her mind. She didn’t need to hold her hands in the air to create the fireworks, but she thought the kids might enjoy some theatrics.

  She started with the colors of the Irish flag. She sent bursts both green, white, and orange into the air. Next, she created the American flag for all their visitors, sending streaks of red, white, and blue into the night sky.

  Declan cried out, “Do the Texas flag too!”

  “Give me a hint. What colors do I need?”

  Her phone chimed. An image of the Texas flag appeared on the screen. After she finished with all their flags, she did some Halloween colors. She made images of pumpkins and jack-o-lanterns and then a parade of little ghosts.

  For the finale, she created a dragon shifter that breathed fire into the air. Her audience cheered and clapped and screamed, and the kids jumped up and down.

  Little Shannon, Declan’s younger sister, came running toward her. “Wub your magic,” she said as she launched herself into Nora’s arms.

  Nora held onto her. Shannon had shed her ghost costume and was covered in caramel from the apples. She laid her head on Nora’s shoulder. This would be what it was like if she and Niall had a child. There’d be a little person that depended on them.

  The thought was less shocking the second time around.

  They would have a little half-shifter, a little shifter who could transform into a dragon. He or she would be able to fly and breathe fire and would never be harmed by normal childhood injuries or illnesses.

  What would the child inherit from Nora? Dragon shifter genes seemed to be passed on in a very precise way. They were dominant. She knew of no pairings where one parent was a witch and the other a shifter. They would be creating a new kind of child. Was she prepared for that? It might be a moot point because Niall might not be interested.

 

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