Her Elemental Dragons: The Complete Series

Jasin and I stepped into another domed room made of that same black stone, with torches lit around a raised platform. In the center of it was a large bed decorated with red and black silk sheets and lots of soft-looking pillows. If I had any doubt before about what we were meant to do, it vanished now.

I ran my hand along the smooth wall as I slowly made my way toward the platform. “This stone is beautiful.”

Jasin climbed the steps to the bed without hesitation and began removing his weapons and armor. “It’s obsidian. Volcanic glass. Lots of jewelry in the Fire Realm is made from it. I’ve never seen an entire building though.”

I followed him onto the altar and wrung my hands, feeling awkward. “Now what?”

He raised an eyebrow. “Do I need to explain to you how this works?”

“No,” I said, my cheeks flushing. “It’s just all so…forced.”

A frown crossed his mouth. “If you don’t want to do this…”

“I do,” I said quickly, taking his hands. “Sorry, forced was the wrong word. It’s just hard to get in the mood knowing seven people are out there waiting for us to get on with it. And what will happen once we do? Reven left. Fire still scares me. The Onyx Army is following us.” I shook my head. “I don’t feel ready to become the Black Dragon. Maybe I never will.”

He drew me into his arms. “Do you doubt me?”

“No.” I let out a nervous laugh. “This situation is just not very romantic.”

“Maybe I can help with that.”

He took my chin and captured my mouth in a smoldering kiss. Passion ignited instantly at his touch, as if it had been building inside me and could now finally be freed. As he kissed me harder, I wrapped my arms around him, desperate for more.

His mouth trailed down my neck, sending delicious tingles through my body. “Forget about everyone else. Tonight is about you and me. And I’ve been wanting to do this for a very long time.”

“You have?” I asked, breathless.

“Since the first time I fell on top of you in the woods.” His lips brushed against my collarbone. “Don’t tell me you didn’t feel the spark between us too.”

“I did. I do.”

He stepped back and reached down to grip the edge of his shirt, his eyes never leaving mine. As he lifted the fabric up, I let my gaze fall to his chest, watching the way his muscles rippled with the movement. He tossed the shirt aside, before his hands moved to the front of his trousers. He paused and one of his eyebrows arched, as if he was waiting for me to stop him. When I didn’t move, he eased them off and kicked them aside, making me suck in a breath.

He wore nothing underneath.

“Like what you see?” he asked, with that cocky grin I loved.

I could only nod and stare, my throat dry. I’d seen a naked man or two before, and had nearly slept with one once, but Jasin was truly blessed by the Gods in every way. I took him all in, my eyes following the V of his hips to the large cock jutting from between his muscular thighs. Maybe I was the one who was blessed.

Hoping to show him I was just as eager for this as he was, I removed my dress, leaving me in only my chemise. He’d seen me in it before, but his eyes tracked my movements with hunger anyway. I slowly lifted the chemise over my head, making me as naked as he was.

“Gods, you’re beautiful,” Jasin said. “I could look at you for hours.”

“Are you only going to look?” I asked, with a teasing smile.

“Oh no. I’m going to do a lot more than that.” He set his hands on my hips, his fingers warm on my bare skin. “I’m going to touch. I’m going to taste. And then I’m going to make you mine.”

He took me in his strong arms and lifted me up, then smoothly put me down on the bed with him on top of me. Our bodies were lined up, skin to skin, and I felt his hard shaft nudge between my thighs. A rush of need made me arch up against him, my breath quickening.

“I’m ready,” I said, as I looked up at his handsome face.

He chuckled softly as he nuzzled my neck. “Oh, now you’re impatient?” His lips danced across my skin like a tease. “We’re just getting started.”

His mouth moved down until he found my breasts, where my nipples were already hard for him. A soft moan escaped me as his tongue lazily slid over one taut bud, while his fingertips circled the other. When he sucked that nipple into his mouth, it sent heat straight to my core. My head fell back and my fingers tangled in his thick hair as he took his time with each breast, slowly driving me mad for him.

“Jasin,” I gasped. “Please.”

I wasn’t sure what I was begging for, but Jasin moved lower at my words. His lips traced the underside of my breasts, trailed down my stomach, and brushed along my hips. With each touch my desire flared higher and higher, until my entire body clenched with need. Only then did he spread my legs wide and dip his head between my thighs.

At the first touch of his mouth, I gasped and nearly jolted off the bed. His hands gripped my hips, holding me steady as his tongue slowly swept along my folds. Pleasure simmered inside me with his warm breath on my skin, his rough stubble between my thighs, and his fingers moving to my bottom, lifting me up to his lips like an offering.

When his mouth found my most sensitive spot, I grasped the sheets and cried out. When one of his fingers slipped inside me, I thought I might surely die. It was too much, and yet I didn’t want him to stop. He was the one worshipping me, but I was the one whimpering and begging for release. When he slid a second finger into me, my climax burst like a bonfire on a dark night, and I could do nothing but succumb to it.

As my body trembled, Jasin slowly moved up it, covering my skin with his own. “Now you’re ready.”

He nudged my thighs wider and moved between them, then took himself in hand and slowly rubbed between my folds, getting nice and slick. I was nearly dizzy with anticipation and almost started begging him again, when he guided himself inside.

Gods, he was big. And delightfully warm too, like sinking into a hot bath after a long, hard day. I felt every inch as he pushed deeper, and he watched my face the entire time, checking if I was in any pain. But nothing hurt, except this burning need within me that needed to be sated.

“More,” I managed to say.

He gave me a self-satisfied smirk, then buried himself in me with one easy thrust. I cried out, not in pain, but from the sudden pleasure from being stretched and filled so completely. Our eyes met and the connection between us, the one I’d felt ever since we’d first met, burned hotter.

Jasin kept his eyes on mine as he began moving inside me with slow, smooth strokes. At first the pressure was intense and almost uncomfortable as my body adjusted to his size, but then it quickly gave way to the most amazing sensations. My hips began to buck in time to his thrusts as the delicious tension grew between my legs.

As if sensing my need, he pinned me down and took my mouth, while my hands found the hard planes of his back. He rocked deep inside me, our bodies moving together in a smooth rhythm that made my heart nearly burst because everything about this moment was so right. I was meant to be with Jasin, just as he was meant to be with me. And soon I’d be sharing this moment with my other men too.

But then Jasin sat back on his heels and dragged my hips up, making my back arch as he moved deeper inside me, hitting me at an angle that made me see stars. He reached a hand between us and began rubbing me at the same time. With each thrust he stroked the flame higher and higher until I thought I would truly combust.

“Come for me, Kira. Show me you’re mine.”

With his other hand on my bottom to guide my hips, Jasin coaxed an explosive orgasm out of me that had me moaning and writhing underneath him like some kind of wild beast. I clenched around him, squeezing him tight as he pounded me faster and gave himself over to the pleasure too.

Flames suddenly burst over Jasin’s skin and I cried out at the sight, but we were both too far gone to do anything to stop it. He groaned and bent over me, pressing our bodies close as we both found our release together. His mouth claimed mine while the fire engulfed us, so bright it lit up the entire chamber. But it didn’t burn my skin.

Intense flame roared through me, so strong I lost all trace of myself, and simply became fire and light and heat. But then came an overwhelming sense of Jasin, as if we were truly one, like two halves of a whole that had finally been put back together after far too long. I knew him, just as he knew me. And he was mine.

When I came back to myself, Jasin held me in his arms, while the last shudders of pleasure faded from our bodies. The fire was gone, as if it had never been there at all.

“What was that?” I asked.

Jasin pressed a soft kiss to my lips. “I think we’re bonded now.”