Free Dragon's Mate [Cairgorm Dragons 1] (Siren Publishing Classic) by Clair de Lune Page A

don’t leave me yet.”
    The way she clung, wanting to retain his cock inside her, for as long as possible, was one of his dearest delights. He had no strength to move the covers. All he could do was pull one end over them, to keep her warm as they lay linked together, until his softening cock slid out of her. He’d promised her a spanking, and she’d get it, because she enjoyed it, not because she’d gone with Oidhche. She couldn’t help that, he knew. He would see to her needs later, not now. He curled around her, protecting what was his, and dozing in the warm afterglow.
    When he spoke to them later, he found he was right. Her parents had only hazy memories of who had taken them to the gardens, and thence to the caves. They didn’t remember the name of the man or his face. Braemuir sighed, but had to accept that Oidhche had won that round, too. He was damned if the bloody man would win the battle.

Chapter Eleven
     
    Oidche was furious. How had she got away? He’d thought the plan out very well and had seen no flaws. His mind control had come in useful yet again. He consoled himself with the fact that neither Braemuir’s mate nor her parents would have any useful information. That might still give him the advantage over Braemuir. First he had to get Ciarda here. She could shelter in the copse overnight. It wasn’t cold. He needed her at hand. Her condition would be a point in his favour. She was beautiful, in both her dark green dragon-form, and her human-form. They were well matched in names, colours, and appetites. She would serve him well. Am I getting soft now she is impregnated? He rejected that thought outright. He had one last throw of the dice. He would have to come out in the open, but nothing ventured, nothing gained.
    He strode quickly down to the copse, through the trees and, once out of sight of the Caisteal, changed into his dragon. He flew to the settlement. On the outskirts, he became a man again. It was dangerous to be seen there. He hoped he could get Ciarda’s attention, without being seen by anyone else. His luck was in. When she was told what she had to do, she was reluctant. He told her she would do it, and he heard no more demur. They took off together, landing by the copse.
    “Kneel on the ground.”
    She knelt. He didn’t have to tell her what he needed. She moved his plaid aside, cupped his sac, and rolled his balls in her hands. She was none too gentle, but that did not bother him. He knew she wouldn’t go too far. I’ve trained her well. She knows better than to inflict pain on me, or she’ll pay for it tenfold.
    “Get on with it. I don’t have all day.”
    She took the head of his cock in one hand and sipped at the slit. The pre-cum that had leaked out shone on her lips. Her small, pink tongue lapped at his slit, and then she swirled it around the head. All the time she made a purring noise deep in her throat. Man, but she can suck cock. I’m glad I’ve impregnated her. I don’t want to train another. He knew when her hand strayed to her pussy, but he didn’t care. If she came, that was fine by him, this time. Her mouth was tight, and he was thick and engorged. She’ll manage it. She’d better! His cock hit the back of her throat, and she gagged. He began to thrust his hips forward and back, using her mouth to pleasure himself. She whimpered but kept up the suction and the laving with her tongue. He felt her stiffen. Her mouth felt tighter as she shuddered and shook in her orgasm. Time to finish this. He seized her head in his hands.
    “Be still.” He pumped his rigid cock in and out of her mouth until he came, growling his release as jets of his seed spurted from him, and into the back of her throat. She swallowed convulsively then licked him clean. He left her, telling her to stay out of sight until he needed her. She knew what she had to do, and when he gave the signal she must do it. Both their lives and the life of their child depended on it.
     
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