Free The Billionaire Dragon Shifter's Mate: BBW Paranormal Dragon Shifter Romance by Zoe Chant

stay.”
    Gus’s eyes lit again, glowing hot. He kissed her deeply, his hands again caressing her like she was more precious than anything else.
    The heat of his body made her press up, wanting him inside her, and after a moment his hands pressed her hips down and he broke the kiss, his mouth trailing down her body until he was kneeling between her legs. He found the heavy anklets that matched the bands on her wrists and fastened them in place so that she couldn’t move at all. She could only squirm a little under his gaze.
    “Gus, please. I need you.”
    “Of course,” Gus whispered, but he pushed his fingers into her dripping wet pussy, still not giving her what she really wanted.
    She threw her head back—the gold wound in her hair and under her head chimed softly all around her as Gus’s fingers worked inside her, soon joined by Gus’s mouth. Her cries echoed through the little cave as Gus brought her over the brink.
    “Now,” she demanded, as soon as she could speak again. “My dragon, now .”
    Gus made a rumbling sound that made her shiver in memory of his great roar, and he moved over her. He kissed her, and she could feel the heat of his cock against her thigh. He was bare, she realized. She hadn’t brought a condom down here, and he certainly hadn't had one in his pocket.
    “Yes,” she whispered against his mouth. “Yes, Gus, now , I’m yours.”
    He kissed her hard then, driving into her with a long, deep stroke.
    She tried to arch up to meet him and only made herself more aware of everywhere she was held fast. She pressed up against her bonds just to know they were there as Gus moved inside her, filling her exquisitely. It wasn’t long before she was coming again.
    It was drawn out this time, waves of pleasure making her feel as though she was soaring even as she was held so firmly in place. Gus kept moving in her and over her, dragging it out until he tipped his head back and roared through his own release, filling her completely.
    His cheek brushed hers as he let his head drop, breathing as hard as she was. Then he reached up over her head, touching her wrists. Before she could protest she felt some pressure release, and she found she was able to move her hands, but the heavy bracelets stayed in place. He’d only detached them from their chains.
    “Yours now,” he murmured, gathering her to him as he turned onto his side, so that she rested on him as much as on the gold. “You’ll wear them?”
    “Always,” she whispered. “My dragon.”
    “Always,” he murmured back, sounding as perfectly contented as she felt. “Always, my princess. My love.”