Her Dragon To Slay(23)

Rayne slipped the collar of her shirt off her shoulder, moving the strap of her camisole, continuing his slow sensual exploration of her body. Her scent coupled with her responsiveness to his touch was heady. If they lived two thousand years, he would never have his fill of this woman. The hand gripping her hip slipped under her shirt again and began a slow examination of her stomach working his way toward her voluptuous chest. Rayne’s hands shook at the thought of touching those beautiful breasts, his mouth watered as he imagined sucking her tantalizing flesh between his lips.

When his hand reached its goal, he let out a breath he didn’t realize he’d been holding, while he palmed her already hardened nipple. She arched into his touch, pressing for more contact. He used his other hand to support her lovely head. He could now see her lips opened slightly while she panted breathily in her sleep.

Rayne began to massage her flesh, finding it hard not to simply lay her down and cover her mouthwatering curves with his body. He kissed and nipped from her shoulder to her collar bone and back to her jaw until he reached her pouty pink lips. He lightly licked the corner of her mouth, once again overwhelmed at the taste of his mate. He smiled as his name fell from her lips on the most erotic exhale he had ever witnessed. She recognized him. Her body already knew it was his hands and his mouth touching her. He could hold out no longer, he had to have her mouth. He moved his lips, smoothly covering hers. Kyndel’s mouth opened naturally. He slid his tongue along hers in a slow erotic exploration. The touch causing all coherent thought to flee his mind. The world outside the two of them ceased to exist, all that mattered was her. He laid his mate flat on her back and moved over her. Words to describe how amazing this woman was had not yet been created. He would never get enough of her.

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Kyndel slowly floated towards consciousness. This was the best naughty dream she’d ever had, the most realistic by far. She actually felt his hands on her skin, his mouth on hers. She had fallen asleep thinking of Rayne; so of course, he had the starring role in the best erotic dream of her life. She seriously debated staying asleep a little longer. After all this was just getting good and it was still the middle of the night. She tried to come up with a reason to wake up but the dream she was having was not one to be left unfinished. If her first experience with the sexiest man she had ever met was any indication, tomorrow, actually later today, was going to be another bumpy ride. Decision made. She was staying put just a bit longer. Her dream version of Rayne could kiss like a demon. She snorted in her head, wondering if demons kissed. She really did crack herself up sometimes but thinking was becoming difficult, along with breathing, as she enjoyed the feel her dream lover’s hands and lips on her overly sensitive skin. This was the kind of once in a life time dream girls put in their diaries to revisit over and over. If waking up meant that ‘dream Rayne’ would stop kissing her like she was his air then she was staying right where she was.

She relaxed deeper into the couch and felt it move from under her. In the next instant, a cool breeze touched her skin followed by the skin to skin contact of a warm muscled man. The contact was thrilling. Teeth scraped across her very hard nipple. Her back bowed off the couch, pushing more of her flesh into the incredible mouth working her nipple to a painfully stimulating peak. Her eyes flew open to find a beautiful head of chocolate brown hair sweeping across her chest. This was no dream and Rayne was definitely not a figment of her well exercised imagination. A moan tore from her throat and moisture flowed from her pussy as he continued his sensual assault on her senses. She was on fire, a fire being stoked by the most incredible man she’d ever known. He was making an art form out of erotically torturing her. His touch must have short circuited her brain. The calm cool façade she had worked years to perfect was cracked wide open and the wanton woman that emerged found no reason to deny her feelings.

Fully awake and highly aroused, she grabbed Rayne’s beautiful mane of hair with both hands and jerked his head up to her mouth. There was a flash of surprise in his very gorgeous violet eyes right before their mouth fused together. Their first real kiss was not a slow sensual kindling of the fire, it was a complete assault on her senses. He took complete control of her mouth bringing his hands to either side of her face, moving her into the position he desired. He deepened the kiss, their tongues dueled, neither able to get enough air. Nothing in the world was more important to either of them than that moment and that kiss.

Kyndel slid her arms around his shoulders letting her hands explore what she already knew was the most spectacular back ever created. The tattoo on his back rippled as she dug her fingers deep into his skin. As their passion grew so the markings became more pronounced. It felt as though the dragon on his back was enjoying their passion as well.