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“I believe our children will be great in every way. You know, you make me love you more every day.” Luna smiled again. “And I love you more, too.” Draco pressed his lips to Luna’s, kissing her gently. Of course, Luna didn’t just sit there—she returned Draco’s kiss. The two lovers kissed with a love and passion that never faded. Draco began slipping off Luna’s nightgown, while Luna did the same with Draco’s clothes. Once they were both bare, Draco began to worship his beloved wife’s body. Luna moaned, her fingers tangling in Draco’s hair.

Draco commanded with fierce fire burning in his eyes… simultaneously Jasmine felt her dagger Rune which was encircled with a dragon around it in spiral on her chest glowing bright Jasmine was stunned seeing Draco such aggressive look… “Dr… Drac….” Jasmine parted her lips and tried to speak however before she had any opportunity Draco quickly pulled back his hand from her chin in flash second he slammed his wet warm lips on her cold ones…. and started kissing her intensely…. Jasmine didn’t resisted him and later what happened between them lasted for couple of hours until Draco and Jasmine both slept together cuddling each other….

And the hands that had been pushing against his chest were now almost clinging to it. Draco kissed her intensely, his lips brushing against hers in a passionate way. She felt like he was taking her breath away again. Draco deepened the kiss even more. Passionate, daring, and demanding. And when he sucked on her lower lip, she couldn't help but let out a muffled moan into his lips. His lips devoured hers roughly, leaving her breathless once more. Draco's tongue slipped back into her mouth, savoring every inch of it. His hard body pressed against hers, sending waves of pleasure through her.

All at the same time. She jumps off her dragon's back and for the first time in too long, he is there to catch her. Their kiss is salty as the tears flow unbothered on Astrid's face. "How? Why?" They both ask at the same time when they finally find the strength to pull apart.

Dillon wouldn’t support Theo’s plans of marriage, but neither would he interfere. Dea bolted from her seat and pointed accusingly at him. “We have discussed this… I’m not marrying you.” “Oh, thank God,” Demitra muttered with relief. Theo saw Dea turn pale and she wobbled on her feet. “Excuse me,” she said, reaching for him. “I’m not feeling well.” He was at her side and silently encouraged her to lean against him. “What’s wrong, glikia mou?” “I… stood up… too fast,” she murmured and closed her eyes. “I just need to go… and lie down.”

The heat between their bodies grew, blocking out the cold of the blizzard. “You’re...so...soft.” He panted as he put an arm under her bum to hold her up so he could place his hand against the wall for balance. His dragon instincts had kicked in causing his nails to grow into claws and he worked to keep her distracted so she wouldn’t notice. Nothing would kill her libido like finding out that the man she was trying to fuck was actually the Dragon King, the beast she wanted to kill. He didn’t want to ruin the moment. It wasn’t uncommon for Dragonkin to slip up and partially shift while making love. Most of the time it was just the shifting of their nails into claws, a natural reaction to asser

Her long lashes fanned seductively as she responded to the beautiful man in front of her. Her lips painted red to compliment the red tube gown she was putting on. Drake's eyes couldn't leave her own for a minute. He just wouldn't stop appreciating her beauty. He couldn't get tired of it. He licked his lower lip with his wet tongue as his toes parted Morgana's thigh gently, under the table and touching her sensitive skin. Morgana bit down on her lower lip and let out a soft melodious moan, her expression getting dreamy and both could tell the fire building inside them needed to be extinguished.