Healed by the Earth Dragon Prince: Dragon Shifter Romance (Elemental Dragon Warriors Book 4)

pearl of flesh, I only have a moment to be disappointed before he dips his tongue into my core. The ridges dragging along the inside of my channel make me gasp and moan in pleasure.
I’ve touched myself before, but it never felt like this. Now that his tongue is inside me, I’m imagining how delicious his ridged stav will feel when we make love.
He replaces his tongue with his finger. He teases and lightly grazes his teeth across the softly hooded flesh of my folds, driving my desire even higher. When he applies a soft suction, I cry out and arch against him, tipping over the edge. Wave after wave washes through me as I orgasm harder than I ever have before.
He moves back up my body. Emerging from the water, he wraps his tail around my waist and his arms around my back as he drops his forehead to mine.
“You taste incredible, Anna,” he whispers. He presses his lips to mine in a tender kiss as a low growl rumbles his chest. His stav is still hard against my abdomen.
“Do you want me to touch you?” I reach between us and wrap my hand around his length.
The breath hisses from his lungs as I gently stroke him. His tail wraps around my wrist, pulling me away. He clenches his jaw and stares down at me with hunger burning in his gaze. “I desire your touch more than anything else, but I want the first time I release to be deep inside you.”
My thighs involuntarily clench at his words. I imagine him moving over me, stroking long and deep inside my channel. At this moment, I’m ready to tell him that I want him now. I want everything. I want him to claim me and make love to me under the open sky. I brush my fingers across his cheek as I stare deep into his golden eyes.
Something screeches in the distance and Kaj stills. A booming roar follows, and my heart begins hammering in my chest. I hug him close to me. “What is that?”
“A lukota,” he replies. “A predator.”
I inhale sharply, but he cups my face and rubs my cheek with his thumb as if to soothe me.
“Do not fear. It is no match for me if it dares to attack. I will protect you. My vow.”
And just like that, my fear dissolves.
A crash of leaves in the brush draws our attention as two creatures fly from the canopy, one chasing the other. The prey is scaled in orange-and-white strips and orange butterfly-like wings. If I had to describe the animal, I would say it looked like a cross between a bobcat and a dragon.
The predator looks like a hybrid between a wolf and a flying snake, with gnashing fangs and obsidian scales. Its red eyes fall on Kaj and it quickly retreats into the forest.
I watch as the cat-dragon struggles to remain aloft before crashing to the sand near the water. The poor creature is so cute and pitiful, my first instinct is to help. But I don’t want to be stupid, so I ask Kaj, “Is this one dangerous?”
“Only when threatened.”
As if he knows we’re talking about him, the injured cat-dragon lifts his head with a mewl. My heart breaks. “Oh, Kaj. We need to help.”
“Camali are wild creatures. This one may not allow you to help,” he warns. “We should approach with caution.”
“I have to try.”
Determined, I wade back to shore and cover myself with my robe before moving closer to the camali. Kaj is right behind me, and as we approach, I notice that one of the animal’s wings is bent at an odd angle. As if to demonstrate the injury is serious, he flaps helplessly then releases a whimper of pain.
I look back at Kaj. “Do you think we can fix the wing?”
His eyes are glued on the camali as he nods affirmatively.
I reach out very slowly, holding my flattened palm as close as I dare to his nose, allowing him to sniff me.
His cat-like green-rimmed pupils expand as he watches me. His nostrils flare to scent my hand. The camali opens his mouth to release another whimper and my eyes go wide when I spot a row of gleaming white fangs.
This thing may look like a cat from Earth, but I’ve never seen a cat with teeth that sharp and deadly before. Despite my fear, I keep my hand as steady as possible, not wanting to startle the animal.
After a moment, he lowers his head to the sand as if in defeat. His injuries must be so severe that he has given up. Kaj moves closer as I gently stroke my hand over his scaled body, surprised to find him soft and smooth instead of rough. A purr vibrates his chest.
“The camali knows we mean no harm,” Kaj says. “No animal would be purring otherwise.”
Tears sting my eyes, but I blink them back as I pet the poor camali. “How can we help, Kaj? What should we do?”
Kaj lays his hand next to mine on the animal’s back. He gently props up the broken wing with his other, leaning forward to breathe his healing flame over the break.
At first, the camali’s eyes grow wide with alarm, but he must realize eventually that Kaj is helping because I see his muscles relax. His eyelids flutter as he lays his head down and falls asleep.
I turn to Kaj. “We should take him back to the house with us. We can’t leave him here while he’s vulnerable.”
He nods. “I agree.”
Kaj scoops the camali up into his arms and then hands him to me. Carefully, I cradle him to my chest, tenderly running my hand over his scales to pet him.
“We will have to fly back.”
Kaj picks me up and holds me tightly as he lifts off.
It doesn’t take long to reach the house. Once we do, Kaj sets about making a small bed for the creature in the corner of the living area downstairs.
“Camali make