Border Lair by Bianca D'Arc Read Free Book Online

here and I’m fine. Kelzy would never drop me. You know that.” He rocked her as she clung to him, his voice crooning to her as if she were a babe.
    “It seemed so real. Jared, what if it’s an omen? What if—?” She broke off on a sob and clung to him.
    He rubbed her back with one hand, his frozen heart cracking open at her distress. Without thought, he brought his head down to rest against her, cuddling into her warm neck, inhaling her delicious scent. He kissed her, placing soft little nibbles on her neck, just under her jaw and near the delicate shell of her ear. The shivers of fright changed to something more enticing. Biting gently on her earlobe, Jared felt her soft sexy sigh as she relaxed into his embrace.
    “Don’t be afraid, Adora.” His whisper sent warm, moist air into her ear and she gasped. “It’s only a dream.”
    “Jared.”
    Her gasping moan brought him closer to her lips, his arms shifting, drawing her nearer to his hard body. He wanted her desperately.
    Giving in to desire, he brought his mouth to hers, sipping at her sweetness, drowning in her enticing flavor. This was what he wanted. This! He wanted her.
    Aligning their bodies, he laid her back down on the bed, tearing away the covers that tried to get between them. He lowered his weight onto her carefully, his mouth following hers, surprised a little by her passion, but meeting it with an equal fervor. She was with him every step of the way, her little hands clawing at his shirt with a strength and enthusiasm he had not expected. It was devastating.
    Impatiently, he ripped at the ties of his shirt, breaking their kiss only to tug the garment off over his head and throw it across the room. It landed somewhere near Kelzy’s head. Jared looked up enough to see the jeweled dragon eyes blink open with surprise, then narrow in seeming satisfaction as Kelzy noted what the humans were up to. Jared was too far gone to care what conclusions his dragon partner jumped to though, turning back to whip off Adora’s thin nightgown.
    When she was bare, he moved back only a moment to enjoy the sight of her generous breasts, her soft skin, and her womanly form. Something was driving him to take her and make her his own. No matter how he fought it, the drive was there, pushing him beyond control.
    “Adora,” he gasped as she raised her little hand and caressed his muscular chest, following the line of his scar.
    It flowed down from his face, over his pectoral muscle and past one hard male nipple, down onto his washboard stomach and lower, beneath the waistline of his leggings. He stopped her when she would have delved beneath and brought her soft hand to his lips, holding her gaze with his own.
    “You are so beautiful.” He put her hand on his shoulder, then pulled her soft body against his, meeting her halfway to the mattress. She was wonderfully warm beneath him, so enchanting. She was not shy, nor hesitant, but he could tell she hadn’t done this in a very long time. Just the idea was entrancing.
    Slowly, he rubbed his chest against her breasts, enjoying the way her eyes lit up and her body twitched in passion. He did it again, liking the drag of her hard nipples over his. Lightly, she traced the muscles on his arms and he felt himself weaken. She could easily turn him into her slave with just her touch alone.
    He brought his hands to her breasts, pulling back only slightly to fondle and stroke her taut peaks. Her little gasps fired his blood and when he took her in his mouth and sucked, she bucked and moaned. He suckled her strongly, gauging her reaction by the way she moved in his arms. It had been so long since he’d had a soft woman writhing in pleasure beneath him. So long since he even cared who the woman pleasuring him was.
    But he cared about Adora. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t stop himself from caring at least a little. It was dangerous, he knew, but it couldn’t be helped.
    Firmly, he moved back from her, enjoying the view of