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stiffening.
    He had plenty of time to convince her that an eternity of being mated to him was what she wanted—no, needed . Now that they were no longer strangers, there was no rush. Now that they were together like this, he didn’t have to worry about setting pesky fires or getting booted into the dragon realm and having to drag an unprepared, possibly unwilling mate with him.
    He kissed Saffron’s neck. Wanted her again. Needed her again.
    Pride purred through him. He was absolutely in control of the situation. He’d proven to himself that he could make love to her without bonding himself to her. When they did bond, it’d be by choice.
    His mouth reached her ear and he sucked the lobe into his mouth, nearly panted at the press and rub of smooth buttocks against his shaft.
    He thrust his tongue into her ear and her moan brought a flare of fierce, possessive desire.
    Her nipple stabbed against his palm. He hadn’t spent nearly enough time admiring her breasts. But then centuries would not be enough time to adequately worship any given part of his mate.
    He fucked his tongue into her ear, closed his eyes as the press and rub of her buttocks created another surge of pleasure. The only thing better would be getting inside her.
    He rolled them and she went onto her elbows and knees. “Condom.”
    His need was too great to waste time trying to convince her to relent.
    He put on one of the cursed things, lips pulling back in a snarl since she wasn’t looking. A snarl that disappeared when he touched his cock head to her opening, slid inside her and shuddered at the exquisite pleasure.
    “Perfect.” It came out a rumbled, purring sound.
    He remained upright on his knees despite the white heat coalescing in his head. His hands cupped Saffron’s hips and his gaze went to the place their bodies were joined.
    Glorious tribute to the ancestor who’d first managed the human form . If not for that dragon, this wouldn’t be possible.
    Saffron rocked backward, forward, backward, forward, and more white heat gathered in Taine’s head as she fucked herself on his cock, tormented him with the hot, snugness of her channel.
    His nostrils flared. He inhaled, taking in the scent of sex. Exhaled, sending a stream of controlled fire that was more magic than reality to lick along her spine.
    She shivered, clamped on his cock, sending an answering fire straight up his spine.
    The spurs at his wrist threatened to emerge.
    Not wanting to tempt fate, he released her hips in favor of covering her upper body with his, only barely managed to keep himself from biting the place where her shoulder met her neck.
    Each thrust was accompanied by a word.
    I.
    Am.
    In.
    Control.
    It was his mantra.
    I.
    Am.
    In.
    Control.
    It would remain his mantra though his mate challenged that control.
    He closed his eyes, pleasure shuddering through him as beneath him her breathing quickened.
    She met him thrust for thrust, drove him deeper as if she was aware of the sheathed spur in his shaft and the ecstasy that would be hers when it emerged. As if despite her demand that he wear a condom, she wanted to be filled by his semen.
    His breathing matched hers, was interspersed by growls that were clearly recognizable to other dragons. Each one of them the equivalent of a roared Mine!
    He plunged into his mate faster, harder. Kissed her neck, her shoulder, couldn’t stop himself from taking her delicate skin between his teeth when she cried out and clamped down on his cock in a merciless demand to join her in release.
    Resistance wasn’t an option. And there was no reason to attempt it, not when surrender was ecstasy.
    He came in a rush of searing heat. It pulsed through his shaft and raced up his spine to explode in his head.
    And even then, he didn’t want to pull out of Saffron’s channel. Might not have left her body at all except for his cellphone going off, sending Who Let the Dogs Out blaring through the townhouse.
    “You have got to be kidding me,”