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

words suddenly hit me. I reach up and touch his face. “You’d be all right if we got pregnant this soon?” My voice is breathless even to my own ears.
Instead of answering, he crushes his lips to mine and increases his pace, each stroke longer than the last. I cling to him, feeling the strong muscles along his back flex beneath my fingers each time he thrusts into me.
“I want everything with you, my beautiful Anna,” he gasps between kisses. “You are mine. Tell me you are mine, my linaya.”
“Yours,” I breathe. “Only yours.”
He wraps his wings around my body. I dig my nails into his back and wrap my legs around him; it’s all I can do to hold on as he pumps into me.
My toes curl with pleasure as his strong body moves over mine. His gaze holds mine, full of fire and possession. “You are mine,” he growls. “And I am yours.”
Warmth erupts deep inside me, followed quickly by a second burst. I never knew making love could feel like this. Pleasure ripples through me as I try to arch into each of his thrusts. I’m so close. My entire body goes taut like a bowstring and then my release roars through me, flooding me with overwhelming desire.
Wave after wave of pleasure moves through me, and just when I think it’s over, he cries out my name as his stav pulses deep inside me.
I’m flooded with delicious and intense heat, sending me spiraling into another orgasm even stronger than the last as he roars out my name above me.
He collapses on top of me, carefully balancing most of his weight on his elbows to keep from crushing me beneath him. He skims the tip of his nose along mine then presses a tender kiss to my lips. “You are mine,” he whispers. “My linaya.”
I smooth my hands down the length of his back, enjoying the feel of his body over mine, his stav still hard inside me. “Yours, my love.”
I’m surprised when his tail curls around my thigh and pulls my leg over his hip again. A soft moan escapes me as he restarts his slow, steady rhythm. “Already?”
A smile tugs at his lips. “I’ve heard your human males need time to recover after they release. I do not. I will take you several more times tonight.”
His name escapes my lips in a breathless whisper as his strokes grow long and deep. I know we’re not going to get any sleep tonight.
When I wake in the morning, his arms and wings are wrapped around me. My body aches slightly between my thighs, reminding me that I’ve been thoroughly claimed by my mate.
He opens his eyes and gives me a sleepy smile before nuzzling my hair.
“Good morning, my love.” I place my palm to his chest, directly over the glowing fate mark pattern.
He covers my hand with his, his gaze gleaming with love and devotion. I shift to snuggle closer but wince as a small twinge of soreness moves through me.
His eyes flash with concern. “Are you all right? Did I hurt you?”

Chapter 22
Kaj
Panic coils tightly in my chest as I wait for her answer. Because of my mating heat, I took her roughly instead of tenderly as I should have. “Forgive me, my linaya. I should have been more gentle last night. I—”
She puts her finger to my lips, silencing me. “You don’t have to apologize. Last night was wonderful. I’m just a bit sore, that’s all.”
I unwrap my wings from around her form and scan her body. She is so perfect and yet so fragile, my delicate mate. I trace the tips of my fingers lightly across her petal-soft skin. I thank the gods that she allows me to touch her so intimately—that she has accepted me as hers.
Flaring my nostrils, I inhale deeply of our combined scent. Her inner thighs are covered in my release, and I long to take her yet again. However, I must bring her something to eat first. My mate requires sustenance. I will gladly perform my duty to provide for the one I treasure more than anything.
She covers herself with a robe before we go downstairs. While I dislike that she hides her beautiful form, I am pleased that only I am allowed to ever see her without clothing.
While we wait for our meal to heat in the warmer, a sharp cry sounds from the corner of the room. It is Callie.
My mate rushes toward her. “What’s wrong, Callie?” she asks as she extends her palms toward the obviously distressed camali.
I look down and notice she is sitting on eggs, where there were none earlier. A sharp crack slices the air as a thin line forms in one of the shells.
“Look.” I point out the egg to Anna. As if Callie understands what I am showing my mate, she moves off her eggs and watches them expectantly.
Anna blinks up at me. “She laid eggs?”
I nod. There are three total, each a different shade of blue.
We watch in wonder as the first shell cracks open and a tiny face appears. Immediately, Callie begins cleaning the fledgling, licking its entire body from head to tail. When she is done, she carefully clamps her jaw around the back of its neck and offers it by its scruff to Anna.
I gape. This is a rare honor. Camali are highly intelligent creatures. Callie is offering her fledglings to my mate because she knows we will protect them, demonstrating a familial bond of sorts.
Anna looks at me. “Should I take it?”
“Yes. She is showing you that she trusts you.”
Anna takes the small creature from Callie. As she cuddles the fledgling in her palm, its tiny wings expand and flutter against her skin. “You’re so cute,” she coos.
After all the eggs have hatched, my hearts clench as Callie offers my mate the last two. With three tiny camali in her arms, Anna beams, humming a soothing tune.
The sight makes me imagine