Legion: Alpha Dragon Shifter Romance (Dragon Rules Series Book 1)

her, his full length stretching her body to its breaking point. She couldn’t scream. Her vocal cords froze as her throat locked in an endless moan of pleasure and pain.
Each hard thrust caused a ripple in her core. A building pressure that had no recourse, but to explode. The low growl in her ear alerted her he was close. The thick swell of his velvet shaft as he slammed harder and harder into her. She screamed his name as the orgasm ripped through her body, clamping down on him like a vise, until he shouted her name. Explosions. Fireworks. Dragons. Everything that flies brightly in the night must fall to the earth. She was no exception. Her eyes closed as the power within her faded.
Legion kissed her temple. “I love you, Mara.”
She fought to respond. To open her eyes and gaze at those fire blown eyes. Her body couldn’t obey her commands as she slipped into the darkness of druid sleep. Her heart stuttered, lacking the strength to continue to beat.

Chapter 15
Legion held his hand over Mara’s chest. The rise and fall of her chest light and steady. His dragon had panicked when she had slipped into a druid sleep. An autonomous response to fuel her magic. It had lasted only an hour before her body returned to normal. He kissed her temple before she opened her eyes. “Good morning.”
She sat up quickly. “It can’t be morning. The shop... Natalie.”
Legion pulled her back on to the bed next to him. “Conner is helping Natalie at your store. In fact, your business is booming. The seating is full of young ladies drinking coffee and reading.”
Mara squinted. “The store is never that full. We... it’s Conner, isn’t it?”
Legion sighed. “He may have a certain charm that your female clientele appreciates.”
Mara pursed her lip as her eyes sparkled. “I bet. When Natalie and I were brainstorming ways to boost sales in the shop, we never thought of dragon eye candy.”
Legion’s eyebrow went up. “I hope we can keep that offensive term between us.”
“Offensive? You’re all complete studs. It’s not my fault that women drool over you.”
His eyes narrowed. “You’re teasing me.”
Mara put her hand over her mouth. “A little.”
He took her hand and put it above her head. His large hand held both of hers, stretching her arms up like a pagan offering. “It is not nice to tease your mate, so.”
Mara turned her face toward him. Her warm breath tickled his lips as she spoke. “I never said I was nice.” The teasing glint in her eyes, mixed with the sultry tone of her voice. It was an invitation no dragon could refuse.
He kissed her with the desperation he felt. The simple joy of teasing. Laughter. Fun. She had no idea what it was like to endure centuries without such pleasures. Being beside her was no longer enough. He needed to be inside her. Share her body. Her skin. Her soul. She was unaccustomed to sharing her mind. Mates rarely shielded themselves from one another, but she was born human and new to his world. She didn’t seek the bond that was vital to his existence. He sent the command along their shared bond.
Her eyes met his. Blue fire lit her pupils as her presence flooded his mind and body. Ecstasy was a poor metaphor for his dragon’s elation. She was everywhere inside him, warming the places that dragon fire could not. Filling the black emptiness with the bright blue light that reflected her power. She rebuilt the broken pieces of his soul, one by one. Not a single crack was left in the wake of her perfection. She hadn’t said she loved him, but he felt it in every action. Every sacrifice she made. She gave him everything he asked for. Her actions as selfless as she was.
He wrapped his hand around her neck, holding her to him as he explored her mouth. Petal soft lips that opened and breathed for him alone. The faint smell of lavender and mint was as unique as she was. His heart skipped as the reality of his new existence hit him. He had endured centuries and needed forever to sate his need of her. She wasn’t an addiction, she was a necessity as important as his next breath, the spark that made him whole.
Mara was his world. It would take decades for him to make her understand the darkness that he had endured without her. The emerald jewels that captured his soul. The intricate pattern woven in her eyes that he alone could see. It was scary for a man with his power to need one woman. A single frail creature who rose from the depths of power to claim him. It was as uncomfortable as it was exciting. Maybe this was what it meant to be human. To be a part of humanity. If so, he would take the gift her world offered. She offered.
He could drown in the mossy depths of her eyes and never be sorry. His body reacted to the fire in hers as his lips pressed against hers. His tongue dipped into the warm heat of her mouth again and again until he couldn’t tell where he ended and she began. Their combined magic became a dangerous flame of hot arousal and burning demand. His groin tightened as his cock pressed against her inviting flesh.
She brought life and meaning to the dark void in his existence. She alone allowed him to experience joy. Lust. Laughter. Love. Mara was life, and she was his for all eternity. She ignited something deep inside him. A primal need that had his dragon growling its need. He flipped her on top of him, gripping her hips as he positioned her on top of his throbbing shaft.
Her hands anchored on his chest, questioning the fire she found in his eyes. She was inexperienced, but determined to fill the need she found in his mind. The erotic images made her blush,