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And then, ever so slowly, he slipped inside her, and for a second, Ella felt shock and slight trepidation as her body tried to accustom itself to his girth and length.

Ella took a deep breath, trying to relax, as Dante held steady without moving. Her whole body felt panicked at first as she tried to contain him, and then she became aware of another feeling. Deep, surging pleasure from the pressure he was creating inside her.

“When you’re ready, I’ll move.”

She took a deep breath, feeling tensed at the edge of what he could truly do to her body. She was already so aware of him she could hardly breathe. What would she do when he moved?

She wanted to know.

“Go,” she said.

He pulled slightly out, then thrust in, and it felt as if the whole world shifted as warm, white-hot pleasure surged through her. Through her body, through her heart, as they were fully joined together again. She looked up into his beautiful face, unable to believe they were here together.

That she was giving herself to a man like this.

To a dragon.

She moaned, pushing herself toward him, and he took the hint and began to move again. He was big, almost too big, but that just meant every stretching thrust was exquisite, pleasing her body in a way she knew nothing else ever could.

Wanting something to do with her legs, she wrapped them around him, making it easy for him to come in and out. She bit down on her lip as he did again, and she felt pleasure nearly overwhelm her.

As his hand came down between them and a grin spread over his face as he stroked her in time with his thrusting, she felt sparks all over her light into a fire that engulfed her body in warm pleasure.

She screamed, arching back as she came the hardest she ever had with pleasure and feelings that seemed to reach down to her soul.

She looked up at him hazily, wondering how anything could be so wonderful, and he simply smiled back.

She had the feeling they were just getting started.



Beautiful, sparkling happiness moved through Dante as he watched Ella come with him inside her.

Being joined with her like that, knowing it would be for forever in just a few moments, was the most amazing feeling. Better than flying, more precious than any metal or gem.

All he wanted now was to be completely and officially mated. So from now until forever, she would be his to love and protect and cherish as he’d wanted to from the first time he saw her.

She was trembling in the aftermath of her release, and he loved the soft glow of her body, the sheen of sweat on her skin. She was so incredibly beautiful.

And he wanted to make her come again and again. She growled slightly, moving against him, and he grinned and obeyed her unspoken command.

He slowly pulled out and thrust in again, only slightly faster than the first time. But she was more sensitive now after going once already, and with only a few touches of his hands, a few thrusts together, she orgasmed again.

She arched against the pillows as her nails raked across his back. His name was on her voice, loud and clear, as he held her close, so precious in his arms.

He’d never expected to be so lucky in his entire life. Everything about her was intoxicating.

When she was ready again, her hands eager and searching as she murmured sweet words, Dante moved back into their rhythm. Her wetness created slick friction between them as he pushed inside and then withdrew over and over. Ella was even more ready for it this time, biting her lip as she held on, every centimeter of motion building her closer to another release.

And Dante himself felt tightness within him, too, starting at his core and moving outward toward the far reaches of his hands and feet.

Somehow, this woman had brought down all his barriers, all his pretenses and presuppositions about the way things were in the world. And with it, had shown him a new future filled with wondrous things he never knew existed.

Then Ella thrust her hips against him, urging him forward faster, and he joined her, increasing his speed as they came together harder and stronger with each moment. It was like chasing a storm, a storm of pleasure that got more intense and more frenzied the closer they came.

They were so close now, and Dante could feel the tension deep within Ella as her grip tightened on him, as her eyes closed harder against the tidal wave of release on the horizon.

Ella opened her mouth, and tried to speak.

“Dante, I… I…” But her words were lost as they thrust together, both burning with suspense.

“I love you, Ella,” Dante replied, his words ringing in his mind, unable to be contained as he went all the way into her, hip to hip, so far they were as one being now, and she fell into the indelible embrace of release.

He came a split second later, tightening and tensing beyond physical description as white heat burned all his senses at one time.