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mighty miffed, do you understand?
In response, the dragon snapped open his wings and, with a bunching of muscles
and one almighty downward flap, launched into the sky.
Sera held on tight. The wind lashed at her face, rippled her hair back from her
temples. The stars blurred around her like crazy white swirling streaks and, just as she
thought she was about to throw up an utterly unromantic thing to do, she knew
Tyson leveled out. He glided through the sky, the wind a gentle whoosh gliding past
wings held wide. Sera squeezed him with her thighs, all too aware of the friction of her
jeans on her clit. She rolled her hips, wanting to feel his power against her sex so much
her head spun. Or maybe that was from the fact she was riding a dragon through the night
sky. Either way, it was so fucking arousing she was on the verge of coming.
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She splayed her fingers on either side of Tyson s neck, his scales at once smooth and
rough under her palms. Like oiled granite. She loved it. Wanted to experience that
contradiction of sensations all over her body.
Christ, I wish I was naked.
The dragon let out a cry, softer this time, as if agreeing with her.
Sera pressed her clit harder against him, her breasts brushing his scales, and a
shudder rippled through his massive frame. And another when she stroked one hand
down his neck.
His wings thumped the air, propelling them forward, and Sera smiled. She had no
idea where he was taking her, to the heavens for all she knew, but she didn t care. She
had finally found her place and it was with him, with her dragon, her Fire Mate.
The night flowed past her, the stars watching their flight. What may have been a
lifetime later, Sera felt Tyson s body shift beneath her, felt him bank into a graceful right
curve. Instinctually, she held him tighter with her thighs and squeezed his neck. With
four strong sweeps of his wings and a tilt of his head, he began a decline Sera both
ached for and regretted beyond comprehension.
She watched as they drew closer to a short strip of sandy beach, noticed it was
completely surrounded by dense, dark bushland and realized they must be flying
toward the restricted area on Sydney Harbor s South Head. It was an isolated and
framed stretch of beautiful beach, a mere half mile from the country s maritime warfare
training facility.
With another series of wing thrusts and flaps and a shift of his body, Tyson landed
on the soft white sand between bush and surf. He ran a few feet, wings still spread,
before, with a shake of his head and a ripple of his tail, he came to a halt, turning his
head to look at Sera still perched upon him.
She grinned. Okay, I get the message.
Her feet had barely touched the sand when she felt him shudder. It was as if her
body was already attuned to the magic of his transformation and she could sense his
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imminent shift. And who knew, perhaps that s exactly what it was? This whole dragon-
shifter-Fire-Mate thing was new to her.
She stepped back, just one step away, her heart leaping fast as a shimmer of golden-
red light seemed to dance over his form. For a split second the light turned blindingly
bright. So bright she turned her head to the side and raised her hand to shield her
closed eyes& and then it was dark again, and two strong hands were sliding around her
waist.
Ever see that movie From Here to Eternity? Tyson s lips brushed the side of her
throat, his voice a warm breath on her flushed skin as his tall, hard and very naked
body pressed against hers. He smoothed one hand up her rib cage, capturing her left
breast with strong fingers. Her nipple beaded against his palm and she moaned, leaning
into his embrace. Wanna reenact the making-out scene here on the beach?
He didn t let her answer, and really, he didn t need to. They both knew what her
answer was. With the same animalistic growl she d heard from him a lifetime ago on
the Bondi Beach esplanade, he claimed her mouth with his.
She was soft and firm and supple and warm in his arms. Her body pressed to his,
her clothes abrasive on his naked flesh& flesh still tingling with the transformation from
dragon to man. He stroked her tongue with his, raking his hands up her back, into her
hair and back down again. He cupped her arse, loving the way its toned perfection
filled his hands. She moaned and rose onto tiptoe, pressing her sex to his rigid,
uninhibited erection. The contact made his head spin and he groaned into her mouth,
squeezing her butt harder.
Fuck, she felt so good.
With a savage yank on the back of her thigh, he jerked her right leg up, sliding his
palm along her taut muscles until his fingers stroked her sex through her jeans.
She whimpered, rolling her hips to grind her denim-trapped clit against his erect
cock.
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Tyson dragged his fingers over her folds again, the dampness of her jeans telling
him with no uncertainty she was just as aroused as he was.
Is that even possible?
Hooking her leg higher around his hips, he slipped his hand beneath her shirt and
captured her breast. It was full and round against his palm and, with a quick jerk, he
bunched the shirt over her chest, revealing her breasts to the night.
She whimpered again, her nipple pebbling harder under his hand. He cupped and
kneaded her breast with growing urgency, his mouth still worshipping hers. The roar of
the waves crashing on the sand beside them faded away, drowned out by the frenzied
pounding of his blood in his ears. He had no hope of holding on much longer fuck a
duck, how had he lasted this long anyway?
Blistering heat surged through his veins and his dick swelled further.
Sera reacted, her body arching closer to his even as she tore her lips away. Tyson.
Her voice fell from her in a ragged gasp. Fuck me, please. I need you inside me.
He didn t have to be told again.
Far from gentle, he tore her shirt over her head and threw it aside.
She let out a squeal, the sound choking to a moan as he hauled her body back to his
and took one nipple with his mouth. He sucked on the distended tip, rolled his tongue
over it then sucking again. She clawed at his scalp, her nails raking through his hair.
The painful scrapes sent exquisite jolts of tension straight to Tyson s balls and he closed
his teeth around her nipple, wanting her to feel the same.
Sera hissed and drove her pussy harder against him. Yes! Again.
He bit her nipple, a little harder this time, then laved its captured tip with his
tongue before drawing on it with greedy suction. She whimpered, rolling her sex
against his cock some more, words that sounded like please and good and fuck
bursting from her in breathless pants.
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His cock throbbed, impatient to know the sensation of sinking into her tight
wetness. Refusing to surrender to his need, he switched his mouth to her other breast,
his fingers pinching and tweaking her abandoned nipple as he suckled on the other.
Oh God, Tyson! She hooked her thigh tighter around his hip, not just grinding
her pussy to his erection now but frantically dry-humping him. Please, please&
The mating fire was taking her again, controlling her, and it wouldn t be long
before both of them were lost to it.
And still he fought. He wanted to give her everything pleasurable a man could. He
wanted to make her come with his mouth on her breasts; make her come on his hand as
he fucked her with his fingers. He wanted to make her come with his tongue in her
cunt.
He wanted it all.
But first, he wanted her naked.
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