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

but she didn’t shy away. She positioned her knees on either side of his hips, moving down until her pussy rested above his thick cock. Her juices trickled down a vein that strained from his dick as he held himself immobile with will alone. He wanted her comfortable with his body. With the things he wanted to do with her. To her. Her response was to smile down at him with fiery blue flames behind emerald. He’d never seen a more exquisite treasure.
He thought he had readied himself for the day he had a mate. That he would protect her, respect her in every way. Nothing in his long life had prepared him for the all-encompassing emotion she evoked in him. He had told her she wasn’t a witch, but he questioned that now. The spell she had woven in his heart grew stronger, more powerful than any magic he possessed. She was the most beautiful creature ever created. More lethal because she would never bring that power to bear. Miracle didn’t describe the phenomenon that was the druid, Mara.
He intended to give her control of their lovemaking, but his dragon reared up, unable to relinquish its hold. He tipped her head back, staring into the flaming eyes that matched his own. Blue fire laced with gold. There was no respite for either of them. The inferno continued to build. “I need to be inside you. So deep, you can never be free of me.”
She caressed his jawline. “I love being in your arms.” The soft touch whispered to his soul, but it was her smile that enslaved him. A feminine stroke that made him thankful for the joy she would bring to his life. The mystery. She was his heaven, and her eyes told him she felt the same way.
His kiss deepened as the well of emotion erupted inside him. She had reduced the most powerful dragon in history, to a lovesick puppy. He wanted to feel angry, to curse her hold on him, but the sensation pumping through his body wouldn’t allow such an action. Legion had ways of binding his druid, enthralling her in salacious and erotic ways. He would use them all.
His gaze roamed over her naked body. Soft curves. Heated flesh. The red marks where his hands had gripped tighter than they should. He’d seen nothing more beautiful. The scent of her arousal pushed him past his human control. He devoured her as if she was his personal feast, pushing her legs apart and over his mouth, burying his face in the scented flesh between her legs.
She moaned as his tongue dipped deep inside her, extracting the honey cream from her body. Starvation was unknown to him, yet he was ravenous for the taste of her. The rush of liquid as she came, only incited his inner beast, yearning for more of the exquisite elixir. “Oh god, Legion.” Her hands slapped against the wall to steady herself as he ravaged her, holding her above his head.
He’d never wanted to be a god, but he would be hers. Command her body until she begged him to stop. She made keening noises and the unabashed lust was music unlike any other. He continued his assault on her sensitive flesh, reveling in the silken promise her body offered. He pulled her against his face, basking in the heat produced by her fiery body.
She screamed his name as her liquid honey trickled against his cheek. His body was hard, hurting, and only she could extinguish the eternal lust. He pulled her down his body, positioning her hips on either side of his. His eyes dared her to disobey with flaming gold eyes.
Her chest heaved as a bead of perspiration trickled down between her breast. He was tempted to lick the errant bead as it slowly caressed her skin, but his eyes remained glued to hers. His fingers bit into her hips. A warning. A dare. She moved until her slick pussy rested against the hard length of him. He kept her eyes locked with his as he held her hips locked in place, pulling her down hard onto him.
Her mouth opened in a silent scream, but no sound escaped. She remained locked in a tidal wave of his emotion, his body, as he continued to pull her down harder and harder onto his surging erection. He was born of eternal fire, yet nothing was as hot as her warm sheath as it blistered through his soul, eviscerating the darkness. The light and beauty of the woman who surrounded him was his singular heaven. The only druid strong enough to accept his power. To accept him.
He pulled her down, rolling on top of her in one motion. His deep stroke never wavered as he thrust deeper into her. Her large breasts jutted out, bouncing as he thrust. The inviting sight, tantalizing his senses, pushing his endurance to its apex. He felt the coiling in his stomach. The tightening in his groin. His fingers bit into her hips as he angled himself for one final thrust.
She clamped down on him, squeezing his cock like it was in a velvet vise. He groaned as his seed splashed her inner walls. Coating her. Marking her. His dragon grumbled its satisfaction before retreating to sleep. It sent a single image. A hope. A prayer. One Legion prayed he could fulfill in the coming decades. His dragon’s one request was something that would take years for Mara to master. He held her close, thankful for the opportunity. Someday, she would fulfill a golden dragon’s only wish. “Are you alright?” He kissed her forehead.
Mara blinked. “I think dragons should come with a warning label.”
Legion’s lips arched. “Is that right? What would this warning label say?”
Mara’s shoulders quivered, holding back her laughter. “One of those signs they post before getting on a scary roller coaster. Something like... Don’t get on this ride if you have a heart condition or...”
Legion tickled her. She laughed, squirming in