Free Her Dragon's Soul (Dragon Guard Series Book 9) by Julia Mills

came back to
earth.
    Looking up, he found her smiling a lazy smile and gazing at
him through passion-filled, half-opened eyes. His only thought was to keep that
exact look on her face for eternity.
    His cock pulsed against the zipper of his black pants. Not
wanting to leave his place between her thighs, but needing to feel her skin
against his, Liam stood in one fluid motion, threw off his surcoat, and tore
the black long-sleeved T-shirt over his head. His hands reached for the buckle
of his belt, only to be knocked away by Hannah’s.
    His eyes flew to hers. “What…?”
    “It’s my turn, Mr. Drennan,” she winked. He had no idea how
she had moved so quickly, but when she looked at him with such mischief in her eyes
and a grin that was perfect parts sweetness and seduction, all thoughts of
anything but being buried deep inside her fled from his mind.
    Hannah undid his pants, never once losing eye contact. She
pressed her body to his, the sensation better than anything he’d ever felt. Her
hardened nipples pushed against the muscles of his chest and his mouth watered
with the need to taste her all over again. With her thighs pressing against
his, she turned their bodies until the bed bumped the back of his knees. His
pants slid down his legs, held up by his knee length boots. Liam started to
bend, but Hannah’s hands on his shoulders stopped his progress.
    Shaking her head, she gently pushed until he sat on the side
of the bed and then drove the breath from his lungs as she knelt before him.
The look she gave him as she glanced up through the fringe of her long lashes
made his heart skip a beat. Needing to be inside her more than he needed to
breathe, Liam grabbed her shoulders, attempting to pull her onto his lap, boots
be damned. But Hannah simply shook her head once again, denying him the
pleasure he so desperately needed. His mate had a plan, one she would not
abandon, no matter how close to death she pushed him.
    Lifting first one foot and then the other, Hannah removed
his boots and then his pants. She ran her nails, painted the same bright pink
as her toes, up his shins and across his thighs, stopping inches from his
straining cock. Hannah painted figure eights up and down his thigh, the
friction of her touch against the smattering of short, dark hair raising goose
bumps all over his body.
    Her thoughts were completely open to him, letting him feel
as well as hear that his pleasure was her only focus. She wanted
to please him as he had pleased her and mark him as hers, just as she was his.
    Coherent thought became impossible when her lips closed
around his cock. The air fled his lungs when she sucked as much of his
considerable length into her mouth as she could fit. Lost to their combined
thoughts, Liam had once again missed Hannah’s movement. With slow precision
that threatened his hard fought patience, she worked him in and out of her
mouth, her tongue massaging the pulsing vein that ran from base to tip.
    His head fell back as his body shook with the sheer power it
took to restrain himself from lifting her off the floor, throwing her on the
bed, and burying himself deep inside her. The pleasure she gave him threatened
his very sanity.
    “ You are killing me , mo ghra’,” he sent directly in
her mind.
    Her answering chuckle was maddening and incredibly sexy. “You
can do it, my winged warrior. I believe in you.”
    Any response he could have thought of was driven from his
mind when she pulled her head back until only his mushroom head lay in the
confines of her miraculous mouth. The tip of her tongue dipped into the slit at
the very tip, causing his cock to jump and the muscles in his thighs to shake.
She continued her exploration, licking all around the ridge while her hands
closed around his balls and massaged. Her nails scratched against his ass,
adding a whole new dimension to the web of love and seduction she wove.
    In one swift motion, Hannah sucked him deep into her mouth,
the tip of his cock