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

her holding our fledglings. Of course, that leads me to remembering us making love. My stav hardens in my mating pouch and I realize that my mating heat is far from over.
Anna returns all the tiny camali to their mother then turns back to me. “Can we keep them?”
How can I deny her anything? “Camali are not only intelligent creatures, they are excellent guard animals. If you wish, my linaya. We will add them to our family.”
I’m rewarded with a smile that stops my hearts momentarily.
“But I must warn you, most camali are solitary creatures that do not like to share their territory. Most camali females only keep their young close until they are weaned. Then they chase them from the nest.”
She casts a sorrowful look toward the fledglings. “How terrible to be chased away by one’s own mother.”
I wrap my arm around her. “It is their nature.”
I cannot deny that I am pleased to see the maternal instincts my mate has already developed toward these tiny creatures, supporting my belief that she will be an excellent mother to our young.
“Come,” I tell her. “Let us eat.”
She nods and we take our meal to the balcony.
As we eat, all I can think of is pulling her into my arms again. When she is finished with her meal, I curl my fingers reflexively into my palms as a distraction. I want her—badly—and I long to sheathe myself deep inside her. Despite our mating last night, I still need her to be the one to initiate contact. I want her to feel safe and in control. The last thing I want is to trigger a painful memory.
She stands and approaches me with a half-lidded gaze. She stretches onto her toes and twines her arms around my neck. “What are you thinking, my love?”
Clenching my jaw, I lose the fight to keep my stav from extending from my mating pouch. It presses insistently against her abdomen. “I want to sheathe myself deep inside you and fill you full of my seed until you can take no more,” I grind out, my voice rough even to my own ears. “But I do not want you to fear me.”
She smiles against my lips. “I’ll never be afraid of you. Ever.”
She reaches between us and wraps her fingers around my stav. Gently, she strokes my length, and a low growl escapes me.
The last of my control falls away, and I scoop her up into my arms and carry her into the bedroom. We only make it as far as the sofa. I am so desperate to be inside her, I lower her feet to the ground. She turns to position the pillows for us to lie down, presenting me with a tempting view of her backside.
How can I resist such delicious temptation? I dip my fingers beneath the hem of her robe and slide the fabric off of her, baring her lovely form to my gaze. Pulling her back against my body, I dip my head to the curve of her neck, pressing a series of kisses along the delicate flesh and tasting the sweet salt of her skin.
I long to touch her everywhere, relishing the feel of her bare skin against mine. The soft mounds of her breasts call to me and I cup them, gently teasing the peaks between my thumb and forefinger as she writhes beneath me. She moans and arches her back. A small burst of precum erupts from my stav and runs down her inner thigh.
I move one hand further down her body to her feminine place. When I run my fingers through her delicate folds, I find them already slick with arousal. A dark and primal instinct unfurls from deep within, demanding that I take her. Now.
I smooth a hand over her back, guiding her forward over the plush arm of the sofa. She looks over her shoulder at me, her eyelids heavy with lust. I position the crown of my stav at her entrance and push forward. A series of breathless moans escape her lips with each roll of my hips as I slowly enter her. I sheathe my stav deep in her warm, wet heat. She’s so tight, I groan as the muscles of her channel flex and quiver around my length.
My hips push into her soft and giving backside. I am already addicted to my mate. The pleasure is intense, driving my thrusts to quicken and deepen.
Pinned in place, she writhes beneath me. I lean forward, covering her with my body. I wrap one hand around her hip, and band my other around her to cup her breast, holding her in place while I thrust into her from behind.
The tip of my tail reaches between us, teasing the sensitive hooded flesh between her thighs that makes her entire body light with pleasure.
I love all the sounds she makes as I stroke deep inside her. She moans loudly then releases a keening cry as the small muscles of her channel clamp down around my length and she finds her release.
It triggers my own, the force so great I roar her name as my essence erupts from my body, filling her with my seed.
I remain inside her but pull her into my arms and gently lower us to the floor. Panting heavily, she reaches back for me, guiding my lips down to hers. “That was amazing,” she whispers. “How could I have waited so long to make love?”
My stav twitches deep inside her, releasing another burst of precum that makes her mouth fall open with a gasp.
“Oh Stars,” she murmurs. “Mmmm. Feels so good.”
I trail my hand down her waist until I reach her folds. Her inner thighs are sticky with our combined release and I inhale deeply, relishing that she is mine.
We mate so many times during my mating heat I have lost track of time. I cannot get enough of my mate. Each time we make love is better than the last. It is difficult