Once Upon a Fiery Christmas (Return to Avalore Book 3) (11 page)

“Goddess yes, please touch me.” With trembling fingers, she reached for the buckle of his belt. She could definitely go for some touch.

He covered her hands, stilling them with his own. “Not yet. I’ve waited for this for too long, I want to savor every second.” He scooped her up, lifting her high in his arms so he could lick at the swell of her breast, taking a long sniff along her skin. “Mine.”

Sebastian wanted to take things slow, and she was more than happy to comply, but it didn’t mean she couldn’t give him a little something to push him in the right direction. Leaning her head against his shoulder, she slid her fingers down from his jaw to his shoulder. Pulling from her life source, she concentrated the energy to that one small point of contact.

His sharp gasp had her grinning. When he glanced at her, small flames danced in his eyes. “Do it again.” His voice, deeper, huskier, had her clenching all over again and heat pooling down low.

This time, Chantelle lifted her hand and placed her palm over his heart. Still gazing into his dragon eyes, she sent pure energy straight from her soul coursing into him.

He moaned again before crushing her lips with his. She didn’t resist, didn’t want to. Everything he had to give, she wanted. Need coursed through her, igniting every part of her. The ache deep in her body wouldn’t be appeased, not until he filled her. she nipped his jaw. “Take me to the bedroom, Sebastian.” She had no doubt he could go on holding her in his arms for some time, but she wanted his hands elsewhere.

Sebastian didn’t hesitate, carrying her through her home and straight to the bedroom. He closed the door behind them with a slight flick of his wrist. He didn’t stop until he reached the bed, depositing her in its center with so much care she would have cried had she not needed him so badly.

“Don’t move. I just want to look at you for a moment.” His gruff words had her lying back, and marveling at the want shining in her mate’s eyes.

“On second thought, unless you mind having your dress ruined, you might want to remove it—and fast.”

His gravelly tone was all the encouragement she needed. His dragon was gaining strength, making her heart pound. Sebastian let his shirt fall from his arms to the floor before reaching for his buckle, and Chantelle couldn’t take her eyes off him, even as she scrambled to her knees, reaching for the zipper at the back of her dress. His eyes dropped to her heaving chest. His hands stilled at the button of his pants as her dress slid down, exposing more of her flesh, until it finally gave up trying to hold on and slipped to her waist. The flames in his eyes leapt.

“You’re so beautiful, Chantelle. I could look at you all day.”

Catching her bottom lip between her teeth, she slid the dress past her hips, revealing the white lace panties she wore beneath. Without breaking his gaze, she hooked her thumbs on either side, intent on lowering them as well.

“No leave those on.”

Goddess above, the sound of his voice alone could drive her to the brink of orgasm. Sitting back, she took the dress down her legs and off. She lifted both arms, and reached behind her neck for the clasp of the necklace she wore, thrusting her breasts higher. His gaze dropped, and her nipples pebbled harder.

“Keep that on, too.”

She slid her fingers down from the necklace to her breasts, gasping at the sweet sensation spiraling through her when she grazed each peak. Chantelle didn’t know which she liked more, putting on a show for him, or watching as he lowered his zipper. She was tempted to go to him and help him remove the rest of his clothes, but she wasn’t done teasing him.

Lying back on her elbows, she kept her eyes trained on him. When he slipped his pants down past his hips, she rested her hand on her belly and then slit it down to the soft lace between her thighs.

Sebastian half groaned, half sighed before letting his pants drop all the way to the floor. He jerked his boxers down and slipped off his socks. Before she could do anything more than swipe her fingers in a circle over her aching flesh, he was on the bed with her, pushing her back against the mattress.

“You’ve got me so hard I can barely think. I want to make this special for you.” He nipped at her chin before kissing down the column of her neck.

She arched into him, needing skin against skin. His energy surrounded her, pulling at her, drawing her in. “What’s more special than claiming one’s mate?” She brought her lips to his shoulder, grazing her teeth on the spot she would mark as her own, accentuating her point.

Sebastian ground his hips forward, the hard length of his cock pressing into her thigh. When he brought his hand to her breast, Chantelle pressed into him. The soft pulse of his energy seeped into her. Small spasms rushed through her core. A faint whimper slipped past her lips. She needed him, her phoenix needed his dragon—and neither would be able to hold out much longer.

“Please, Sebastian.”

He nipped at her skin again, then eased the sting with his tongue before sliding his hand down lower. He didn’t stop the energy flow into her body, only bolstering it the lower he went. By the time his fingers reached the edge of her panties, she was panting and helpless to do anything but push up against him.

“I can no more deny you than I can deny my heart from beating.” He swiped one peaked nipple with the tip of his tongue, then pulled back to watch it pucker as he blew a soft breath across it. “You have such beautiful breasts, Chantelle.” He dipped his head again, circling it this time with his tongue. This time he slipped his fingers beneath the white lace fabric, stroking small circles around her throbbing clit.

Jerking up at the first touch, Chantelle closed her eyes tight. She was so close, so ready, but she didn’t want to come without him. “I want to touch you, too.” The sexy rumble in her own voice surprised her. She reached out, running her hand from his knee, up his inner thigh, and finally finding the tip of his hard shaft. Using nothing but the tips of her fingers, she circled around it once, twice, then sent a small pulse of energy into him.

Sebastian gasped, then growled, a sweet, sexy growl that had moist heat spilling from her. He didn’t move. Even the lazy strokes of his fingers stilled.
“Chantelle…”

“Yes, Sebast—”
Pleasure pulsed into her from her clit, whipping through every part of her. Her small whimper had him smiling at her breast as he resumed suckling.

It was too much, yet not enough. She needed more. Thrusting her hips forward, she reached for the extra pressure she needed, but he held it steady, not giving her more.

“Sebastian, I can’t… I need—”
When he moved to the other nipple, she expected the same tender treatment he’d given the first, so when he pulled it into his mouth hard, before grazing it with his teeth, she arched off the bed with a startled cry. Sizzling heat coursed through her from her nipple to her clit and she had to fight back the climax.

“With you, please.”
Blood pounding in her ears, she reached for him, bringing him back up to her. She poured the heat and passion coursing through her veins into the kiss, licking and nipping before claiming his mouth. No one else would ever have the right to kiss that mouth. It was hers. The phoenix leapt and energy sizzled against Chantelle’s skin.

Sebastian pulled back, grinning at her impatient cry. “We have all night, love.”

She shook her head from side to side, gasping for air. “I’m going up in flames.”

Her energy spilled onto his skin. He slipped his fingers on either side of her underwear, he pulled them over her hips, then down and off before climbing over her. “Then take me with you.” He captured her lips again, and plunged his tongue into her mouth as she wrapped her legs around his waist, and shifted her body so that he was perched at her entrance.

“Now, please.”
Chantelle thrust her hips up, and took the head of his cock into her body. Energy sizzled down her spine and up again, spreading to her limbs. She broke the kiss, and looked into his eyes, challenging—daring—the dragon to take her.

Sebastian held himself still for all of a heartbeat before plunging the rest of the way, filling her in one long glide.

Chantelle shuddered against him. Pleasure filled every part of her. She brought her lips to his chin, and licked her way down his neck to his shoulder before nipping at his flesh, not hard enough to break the skin, but enough for him to pause. He pulled back and thrust into her again. Pale yellow flames erupted over her skin, caressing every part of her, teasing her, before engulfing Sebastian as well. The sensual assault had him thrusting and retreating faster and faster until her body was wound so tight she could not take a breath. Her bedroom disappeared, the bed, the sheets, all that was left was Sebastian. With a final cry, Chantelle clamped her teeth onto her mate, and marked him in the only way his dragon would understand, while her flame took care of what her phoenix needed, burning her essence into his very skin.

Sebastian growled, then clamped his teeth on her mark, reaffirming his claim. The moment he bit her skin, waves of pleasure crashed through her, sending her over the edge as her muscles clenched and released around his shaft. With a final thrust, he came with her, his body jerking as he filled her.

Unable to control her emotions, a trickle of tears slipped from her eyes.

He propped himself on his elbows and held the bulk of his weight off her, but didn’t remove himself from her body. “Hey, what’s this?” He used the pads of his thumbs to wipe the tears away before kissing her damp cheeks.

Chantelle sniffled, and then giggled. “I don’t know, but whatever it is, it’s good. This is how it’s supposed to be. You and me. Together.”

“Forever,” he agreed. Sebastian lifted her hand and examined her joining mark, identical to his own, a dragon and phoenix in flight, then pressed his lips to it, sealing the promise with his kiss.

The End

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Born of snow and ice, or at least near snow and ice in North Eastern Ontario, Canada, Élianne Adams has always enjoyed curling up with a good book and a warm blanket. Even before she really knew what love was, she dreamed of writing her own happily ever after stories. It wasn’t until her very own hero encouraged her to follow her lifelong dream that she began putting the words begging to be told onto the page. When she isn’t reading or writing, Élianne can be found spending time with her husband, three children and pets.