Free FireDrake by Bianca D'Arc

could do a lot worse than hook up with a knight like him.
    “Are you sure?” Mace searched her eyes.
    Krysta pushed his shirt off over his shoulders, drawing him down to meet her lips.
    “I’m certain, Mace. Make love to me.”

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    The words were music to his ears. He hadn’t planned on seducing her this afternoon, but she felt so right in his arms, he couldn’t help himself. He wanted to take things slow, but his heart and body recognized its mate and it didn’t want to wait.
    Neither, apparently, did she.
    Krysta tugged at his clothes and Mace pulled away long enough to rid himself of his boots. When he reached for her once more, she’d shucked her own soft, lace-up boots and he got his first glimpse of her shapely, bare calves.
    He rubbed his hands over her lean, muscular legs, raising the skirt of her simple dress higher and higher. Her skin was so soft. Mace didn’t think he’d ever experienced anything headier than the womanly scent of her or the strong muscles beneath her delicate, feminine skin. She was a wonder.
    His lips trailed after his hands, kissing his way up from her ankles to her hip. He pushed the dress and undertunic up and away, taking it over her head and tossing it aside as he got his first look at her naked form.
    She was lovely. Just incredibly lovely.
    All the long hours of training showed in the sleek, lean muscles of her arms, legs and abdomen, but nothing could disguise the curves he found so appealing. Mace had never lain with a warrior woman before and after seeing her, he knew there was no going back.
    Krysta was it for him. Possibly for the rest of his life.
    Mace tucked that thought away as he moved over her. His palms fit perfectly over her generous curves. He kissed her deeply as he learned her form by touch, his hands finally coming to rest on her surprisingly large breasts. She was perfect. Round, soft and peaking for him. Her nipples poked into his palms as she moaned against his mouth.
    He dueled with her mobile tongue as his fingers teased hard nipples, drawing another light sound of pleasure from her lips. He was greedy. He wanted it all. Her sighs, her groans…her screams of passion. And he would have it, he vowed, or die trying.
    His lips trailed down her neck, pausing here and there to nip and suck as she writhed against him. When his teeth raked her nipple, she lifted off the ground and Mace couldn’t help but smile. She was very responsive. He liked that in a woman.

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    “You’re beautiful, Krysta.” He looked up into her eyes as his lips closed over one nipple and sucked with steady pressure. Her gaze was half-lidded, drugged with passion.
    He’d never seen anything sexier in his life.
    “Mace!” She whispered his name over and over as he tongued her, his hands moving lower to tease the wet folds that waited. Her legs spread without much urging. She was eager and very nearly ready, which was good. Mace didn’t think he could wait much longer himself.
    “I want to make this good for you.” Releasing her nipple, he moved down her body, to the apex of her strong thighs. Her eyes widened, but she made no move to stop him as he spread her wide, his blunt fingers sliding through the slick folds. She was excited, but he’d make her more so. He watched, rapt, as his finger skated around the opening to her body, pushing inward. It was a tight fit. Much tighter than he was used to. The thought gave him pause as a triumphant feeling of possession raged through him. Krysta wasn’t a light skirt, giving her body to any man that asked. It had been a while since she’d had a lover judging by the slow yielding of her passage.
    Mace would have to be careful at first, until she adapted to his girth. He wasn’t a small man and he didn’t want to hurt her.
    No, pain was the farthest thing from his mind as he watched his finger disappear into her. She was wet, but he wanted her wetter. He