Free Dragon Void (Immortal Dragons Book 2) by Ophelia Bell Page B

curve of her arched back as his hips worked his cock in and out of her at a maddeningly slow pace. He’d been so close to coming into her mouth, he needed to go slowly and work back up to climax again. Bending over her, he placed his lips at her ear.
    “Would you like that? If we could, would you like me to put a baby in you?”
    “Marcus, please! Oh, don’t say that. It can’t happen.”
    He pressed his lips to her shoulder, slipping his hand beneath her chest. She was so small and his hand so large he could easily span both breasts with one hand and tease her nipples.
    “Maybe not, but a man can dream,” he said, teasing his tongue along the sweat-coated back of her neck. “Just tell me you want it. At least tell me you’d like a future with me, because I can’t imagine a life with any other woman besides you.”
    Evie’s muscles clenched tight around him, so tight he had to stop moving lest he lose control too soon. At the same time, she let out a low, mournful moan followed by a single word that spilled from her lips in the wake of a sob.
    “Yes!”
    Her ass bucked against him and she reared back, still solidly encompassing his plunging cock. He wrapped his arms around her, reveling in the ecstatic repetition of that same word. Yes, yes, yes, please fuck me, come in me again. Please!
    The sound of the words were as instrumental in his dive into oblivion as her clenching muscles when her own shuddering orgasm took over. He had one arm wrapped around her chest, his other hand between her thighs, rubbing her hot, throbbing clit in time with his thrusts. The power of his orgasm sent his entire soul through the end of his cock and into her. He wished all it would take was the desire to make it happen, but her reaction told him she hadn’t been lying before. He forced the thought away.
    Whatever it was that made her so certain she couldn’t get pregnant would come soon enough, because he made a silent vow in that moment to never let her go. Being a father didn’t matter so much as long as he could have her.

Chapter Ten
    Evie
    Somewhere Over the Pacific Ocean
    Present Day
    E vie drifted in and out of sleep for the duration of the journey. Sometime in midday she came awake, her breath catching in her throat at the vast expanse of nothing but ocean beneath them. She ached to shift and fly beside them—to feel the Wind flowing around her wings and body, cleansing her of the residue of confinement she felt coated in. She flexed her muscles experimentally. Her back twinged when she moved and she let out a hiss at the pain that shot through her.
    “I could only heal some of your wounds with the first breath. Whatever they did to you isn’t responding as it should to my healing power.” Gavra’s voice resonated through her ears even over the rush of air. “At this rate, it will take much more healing for the other wounds. You won’t be able to fly again for quite a while, I’m afraid. If you’re willing to breathe me in now, I can give you more.”
    “I’ve been earthbound for fifty years. What’s a few more weeks? But I will take more,” she said. Once she’d taken in another lungful of his spicy breath, she shifted around in the cage of his large claws and peered beneath them. They flew so high, the clouds looked like huge, white islands floating in a crystal-clear sea. This was the world as she remembered it. Her favorite part of the world, too. The part where she’d always been free from worry and at her very lightest. Nothing mattered up here but the state of being in between . In between the fiery sun and the earth and water. Touched by all three, but apart from them.
    Except she’d been touched even deeper by fire, she realized, staring across at Ked, who flew slightly in front of the rest of the group, their bodies aligned in a V-formation.
    The wind rushing over Evie’s body might have chilled her if it hadn’t been for that burn inside her. Just as it had been with Marcus, she wished for