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one of Samiel’s paws. She knew he wouldn’t drop her, but she instinctively sought to

have something to hold onto. As soon as he took a direction toward the mountains she

knew he was probably taking her to his lair.

She wondered why he wasn’t talking to her. Well, why he hadn’t spoken when he

could? She’d expected anger, but she had warned him that she wouldn’t be put behind

them again. He swept in a wide arc toward where she thought the entrance was.

Gliding lower, he hovered for a moment. Air buffeted her. The instant his back legs

touched the ground a black cloud surrounded the dragon. The large paws gripping her

changed to muscled arms banding her to his chest.

She knew he wanted to have sex with her. She could feel the ridge of his cock, smell

it in the rich musky scent. The thought should have frightened her, but it didn’t. It

excited her. She instinctively knew that regardless what form he was in, he wouldn’t

hurt her. Whatever was driving him, right now, he wouldn’t respond to talking. He was

as close to out-of-control as he was ever likely to get. The thought thrilled her. She

didn’t want him totally controlled like he’d been the first time he’d had sex with her.

She wanted him to feel the heat and want as badly as she did. He carried her into the

lair. She stroked her fingers over his cheek, curious about how it would feel beneath her

fingers. Warm and supple, there was a little bit of a raspy grate, but she liked it.

“My woman, you’re not leaving me.” His head lowered and his breath fanned

across her neck a moment before he nuzzled the sensitive hollow.

Her eyes widened at his words. He couldn’t have thought that she was going to try

to leave him permanently. She knew she’d told them that they’d have to learn to work

together. There hadn’t been anything about not ever seeing them again. She shook her

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head. There wasn’t any use trying to work out what he was thinking or why he was so

upset. He’d probably tell her after he was a little calmer. She looked forward to helping

him get that way.

He carried her into the large room and lowered her to her feet. His dark brown eyes

locked with hers. He looked so intense. She didn’t move a muscle. The heat in his eyes

pinned her. His hands stroked down her arms.

“Be very still, Meagan. I’m going to take your clothes off.” The growl rolled over

her raising goose bumps on her arms and the hair at the back of her neck rose.

She merely nodded. Licking her lips, she kept her hands at her side. His hands slid

to the fastenings on her shirt. She saw his fingers trembling. He was really close to the

edge. She swallowed, suddenly having some doubts about this now. Maybe he was a

little too wild. She wanted him to feel and express his desire without being in total

control, but maybe he needed a little more time to calm down. She slid a glance toward

the opening of the tunnel that led outside.

“Don’t even think about it.” His voice hissed in her ear. She knew he couldn’t have

seen her eyes move to the door with his head near her neck. She wondered how he

knew what she’d been thinking.

He pushed the shirt wide and stepped back. As his hands urged the fabric over her

shoulders, she let it fall to the floor, but she watched him. Even with the caution, she

could feel the desire building. He smiled as his eyes slowly ran over her body, from her

bared breasts and down to her hips and thighs. Even though she was still wearing

pants, she felt exposed. His hands cupped her breasts. The movements were slow and

controlled, but she could tell that it was an illusion. His thumbs flicked across her

nipples. Shivers of sensation rippled through her and she felt the nipples tighten. The

conflicting emotions and thoughts only seemed to enhance the arousal. He leaned close

and his teeth scraped over her neck. She shivered and her eyes closed. His breath

feathered over her shoulder and down. His teeth nipped at the swell of her breast. The

sharp sting shot straight to her core. She could feel the slick moisture slipping from her.

Her inner muscles clenched. Lady, she needed to feel him inside her. Her clit hardened

and she could feel every beat of her heart.

Her eyes snapped open. His tongue swirled around the nipple just as his hand

cupped her pussy. She felt the heat of his palm through the fabric. She looked down

and saw his nostrils flare. He looked up at her and licked his lips. He looked predatory

and hungry. His fingers pressed up against her clit.

“I’m hungry for you too, Meagan,” he said in a low rumble that vibrated through

her.

His fingers slipped between the lips, cloth rubbed against her clit. She moaned. It

felt so good. The friction of cloth against her clit was maddening. Her hips rolled

forward into his stroking fingers. He sucked at her breast. She ached, unable to remain

totally still. Just keeping her hands off him was straining her control. His hand lifted

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away from her pussy. She stiffened and gasped, reaching for him, but he pushed her

hands back down to her side.

He hooked his arm around her, hauling her off her feet and close to his body. She

wrapped her legs around his hips. He ground her against him, his hips rocking into her

as his lips slanted across hers a moment before his tongue thrust into her mouth. She

met the fierce kiss eagerly, stroking her tongue against his. On a harsh groan, his fingers

threaded through her hair and he nipped her lips. As her hands glided up his

shoulders, she pressed against him, rubbing her breasts against his chest. He lowered

her to her feet. It was a struggle to remain still when she ached to touch him. She

wished he’d use his magic to rid them both of their clothes. Tingles coursed over her

skin and it felt as if currents were running over her body. She could barely stay still.

Only the knowledge of how close he was to the edge kept her from ripping his clothes

off. His fingers tugged at the laces of her pants. The moment the fabric loosened

slightly, he pushed them down her thighs. She kicked out of the low boots when the

pants got tangled there. The look in his eyes was intense. A puff of cool air skittered up

her legs. She shivered and licked her lips. Without the heat of his body, it was a little

chilly. He straightened and carried her over to the bed. When he set her on her feet on

the bed, he urged her to face away from him.

“Kneel.” His hands settled on her shoulders, pressing slightly.

She knelt, looking over her shoulder at him. His clothes disappeared. He dropped

to his knees behind her. Anticipation curled low in her belly. His hands slipped around

her, pulling her back against him. She leaned into him, eager to feel his cock filling her.

His thighs touched hers and she felt the slide of his heated skin as leaned closer to her.

His breath brushed against her cheek. His hand slid down to her pussy and his

fingers slipped between the lips. He stroked her clit in slow circles. She moaned and

pushed back into the too-light touch. Just before the ache inside her threatened to

explode, his fingers slid away from that sensitive spot. His fingers pushed into her

pussy pumping twice before withdrawing. She wanted to scream. Her body was on fire.

His fingers lifted. She glanced over her shoulder and saw him lift them to his

mouth. He sucked on them, his tongue flicking as if he wanted to gather every last bit of

her juices. She licked her lips and watched him finish. She wanted a kiss. His fingers

trailed down her back before he urged her onto her hands. His body eased back, but

only long enough for him to fit the head of his cock to her entrance.

His hips surged forward and his hands pulled her back into the thrust. She drew in

a sharp breath as his cock hit some sensitive bundle of nerves inside her. Clutching at

the silky sheets beneath her hands, she desperately tried to seize the pleasure. She

wanted to grab him and pull him closer. The position and her inability to control

anything both frustrated and excited her. His hips drove against hers, pushing the

pleasure to a higher level. She felt his nails scrape along her thigh. It sent tingles

running up her spine and over her body.

She threw her head back and desperately pushed back into every stroke. Light

flashed in front of her eyes and sweet pleasure tore through her. She trembled as each

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stroke sent an echoing pulse over her body. She felt the scrape of his teeth at her neck

and then a sting as he bit. She tensed at the sharp bite of pain, but it quickly faded. His

hips drove against hers and she felt him stiffen as he came. He groaned and the sound

vibrated through her body. As his mouth moved on her shoulder, she felt magic

flowing from her. She savored the lingering pleasure as his tongue swept over her

shoulder.

Meagan knew when Samiel again regained full control. His body tensed and even

though they were still joined she could feel him putting some emotional distance

between them. She took a deep breath. Even though it had only happened twice, she

hated it and she wasn’t going to let it continue. She needed answers now. This wasn’t

going to fade away by wishing it would. Somehow, she had to get him to see that he

could let go a little with her. Lady, just the fact that she wasn’t fighting to get out of his

arms should tell him that she could deal with his wild side. But she knew it wasn’t

going to be easy.

“I’m sorry.” His voice sounded tight. He slowly withdrew from her.

“Why?” She had to ask. Maybe it would give her an opening to get him to talk

more.

“I practically raped you.” He moved to the side of the bed.

She sat on the bed and just looked at him. He felt guilty, that was obvious, but she

didn’t know how to make him see that there was no reason.

“You didn’t do anything like that. I didn’t say ‘no’ once, did I? I wanted you as

much as you wanted me.” She made no move to cover herself. She didn’t want him to

think she was afraid of him in any way.

“I didn’t give you much of a chance.” He shook his head and looked away from

her.

“You’re an idiot.” She rose to her feet and put her hands on her hips. “Who did this

to you?”

He blinked and looked a little confused. “I’m a— What do you mean?”

“I mean that you’re an idiot. You didn’t hurt me.” She held out her hands and

turned. She gritted her teeth and struggled not to scream at him. “You wouldn’t. And if

I’m going to pay for what someone else did, I deserve to know what happened.”

“There are scratches on you. I did hurt you.” He looked at her thighs.

She looked down and saw the scrapes on her thighs. She’d had worse from thorns

and bramble in the forest. He was making something out of nothing. She wanted to

shake him, to make him see that there was absolutely no reason for him to feel guilty.

“Then I hurt you the last time we had sex. I know there were scratches down your

back. Maybe I should never have sex with you again.” She tossed back, waiting to get

some kind of reaction.

“Don’t be ridiculous.” He took a step toward her.

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“You’re the one who’s being ridiculous. You didn’t even come close to raping me.

Even at your wildest, you made sure I wanted you. You didn’t throw me down and

jump on me.” She threw her hands up and began pacing. “I wanted you even before we

landed. I was just angry with you and confused.”

“I could have hurt you badly.” He looked down at his hands. “When I’m in that

form, I’m so much stronger than I am now.”

“You just don’t get it. You may be physically stronger, but the dragon’s instincts are

stronger too. If he was as destructive and violent as you think, I’d be lying on the floor

whimpering now.” She scowled at him.

“You don’t know that for sure.” He looked at her.

“Yes, I do and I know another thing. I like that wild dragon a lot more than I do the

controlled man I first had sex with. The dragon’s honest and not afraid of himself.” She

magically clothed herself in fresh clothing. The other shirt and pants were covered with

dust and smelled of smoke and she didn’t want to get back in them until they were

clean. “Now tell me who did this to you. What happened?”

“The dragon’s all feeling and is dangerous.” He took another step closer.

“Stop it. The dragon might make love to me until I’m ready to do nothing more

than sleep, but his instinct to protect his mate would never let him hurt me. I don’t

think he’d hurt any woman.” She ran a frustrated hand through her hair. By the Lady’s

mercy, she wished she could make him see the truth.

“The dragon has…”

“If you’re going to tell me that the dragon’s hurt some woman you’d better mean

more than the scrapes on my legs. What happened? Broken bones, gouges, blood

everywhere?” She deliberately tossed out the worst options available. She had a feeling

it wasn’t going to be anything like that.

“No, of course no bones were broken or any gouges or blood.” He looked offended.

“Did the dragon not stop when a woman told you no?” She raised her brows.