The Assassin
When I do, his eyes roll closed, and he bares his teeth, his tongue snaking out as if he's tasting my emotions on the air, before he opens his eyes again.
“My turn,” he says as he opens his mind, flooding me with his emotions, his love, his pride at being my rider, at being my mate. I’m overwhelmed with his love and the combination of our emotions pushes us both over the edge once again. Only, this time, the intensity of our love making makes the orgasm last and it continues on and on until I’m not sure I can take it any longer.
“You can take it, love. You’re a dragon. You’re MY dragon,” Ishir growls, his body contracting right along with mine.
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