Firebreather 1: Firebreather by Marie Harte Read Free Book Online Page B

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    “Why aren’t I the least bit messy this morning? You guys did a number on me last night.” She leaned down to nibble his racing pulse.
    He groaned and reached down to unbutton his fly, freeing himself.
    “Dracon seed saturates the skin. We leave no mess behind.”
    “Only a marker, a possessive sign to other Dracon,” she realized.
    “Hmm. Yes,” he rasped, surging up inside her in one smooth pull on her hips. “Fuck me, Lea. Take me home.” She fused her mouth to his, battling his tongue while feeling his cock grow harder and harder within her. Leaning up, she stared down at him, completely enthralled by the Dracon watching her with open lust and affection. Slowly sliding up and down over his steely cock, she savored his every expression. The color-changing glitter of his eyes, the harsh breaths, the pulse she could see pounding under the open collar of his shirt.
    “So beautiful,” she murmured. “Almost better than dragon flight.” He laughed harshly and caught her hips, urging her to increase her pace. “That’s just what I was thinking last night. But sex with you is better than anything in this world.” His skin rippled and she stared, captivated. “Ah, Lea. You’re so perfect. Your pussy is so hot.” He bucked up, almost unseating her, driving harder into her. The feel of him inside her was making her crazy. And then he began throwing images at her. Of how she’d looked last night when they’d come all over her. Of his cock in her mouth, in her ass. Of her on her knees as he and his brothers filled her every orifice at once.
    The pressure against her clit, in addition to his pictures, sent her careening into climax. As she tensed around him, he jerked and shot, filling her with his essence.
    The little death seemed to last forever, yet he managed to sit up and hug her while still joined.
    “You undo me,” he murmured. “Each time is better than the last.”
    “I know.” But something about his lovemaking niggled at the back of her mind. To feel so incredibly linked with him, yet he didn’t act at all jealous about his brothers and Lucas, made her wonder. He rotated his shaft inside her, rubbing against her clit and her womb clenched again. And all was right with the world.

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    “So you still haven’t told her you’re king.” Speaking in Drac, Lucas grinned around a turkey leg and took a large bite.

    “Scared of your new queen, eh, brother?” Adrian teased.
    “Not scared. I just don’t want to ruin the mood.” Ferin frowned.
    Little did they know of women and relationships. And with his Draka, his queen, now found, his brothers had little to worry about mating.
    They could mate, or they could not, but the pressure to continue the line had lifted from the family with Lea’s presence.
    “You just had her not a half hour ago. She feels good in here.” Matthias tapped his head. “As well as in here,” he said, pointing to his groin. “You got lucky with this one.”
    “Hell, all of the Dracon did.” Lucas grunted. “She knows as much about the Dracon as most of us. She’s sexy, intelligent, and real easy on the eyes. But if you don’t soon tell her who you are before she finds out, shit is going to seriously hit the fan. Females hate when you keep things from them.”
    Adrian rolled his eyes. “This coming from the Dracon with three girlfriends. I swear, Lucas. If Moira and Sherel find out you’re also bedding Emmaline, you’re a dead man.” Lucas shrugged. “I never promised any of them exclusivity. And my appetites are more than any one woman can handle.”
    “But not one man?” Matthias gave him a speculative glance.
    “Well, since Adrian’s never seen fit to give me decent head…”
    “Shut up, asshole. Just last night you were crying my name.”
    “Yeah, crying.” Lucas snickered and the others laughed.
    “Seems to me you ought to give Matthias a try,” Ferin offered, needling Adrian’s jealousy.
    Predictably, Adrian frowned. “Don’t you