Legion: Alpha Dragon Shifter Romance (Dragon Rules Series Book 1) by Tia Didmon (best fiction novels .TXT) 📗

He tipped her head up. “I will be as gentle as possible. Your comfort and pleasure are paramount to me.”

As their eyes met, Mara connected with his mind. She loved the sound of his voice. The ability to feel everything he did. To see the world through his eyes was a gift unlike any other. He meant every word he said. She was everything to him. His world. She matched his courage with her own. The line between their souls blurred. Two pools of lava mixing for eternity. “I know.”

His mouth settled over hers. The desperate urgency gave way to acceptance and a security he had never known. Her breath heated in her lungs, making her gasp. His tongue took every opportunity to delve into the warm velvet oasis. His thumb pinched her nipple lightly, inciting a moan to escape her lips, before rubbing away the slight sting. Her back arched as she melted against him.

Her nails bit into the skin of his biceps, attempting to lock him to her. The fire sweeping through her body had a mind of its own, and it focused on Legion. Every synapse, every nerve ending, every sense she owned, centered on her mate as he held her tightly against him. His body heated like an erupting volcano. One would call him a force of nature, but Mother Nature herself would back down from Legion. He was an all-encompassing powerhouse, and he used it unmercifully on her. She was drowning in him.

His mouth caressed the corner of hers before kissing his way down her neck, to the small indentation at its base. The rush of liquid between her legs made her take a shallow breath. He was a dragon and fire was his plaything. It raged through her body like hot lava. While dragon fire couldn’t burn a dragon mate, it created a burning need. One that consumed every cell in her body. “Please, Legion.”

He moved to her breast, flicking it with his tongue. “Our power is merging. You feel me inside you.”

“Yes,” she gasped.

“I feel your power. It is a cool breeze against centuries of dark wasteland. Only you can give me this gift. A single oasis of comfort. My personal paradise.”

She was in his mind. The black fire reared up, but was no match for her blue flame. The centuries of loneliness that every dragon had to endure filtered through his soul, raging in its loneliness. Legion’s demons were darker than most. As colored flames turned black, Legion’s dragon cried tears of lava for its fallen brethren. The monumental burden that was his alone.

He shimmered in her mind. I am not alone.

Those four simple words brought light, elation, and joy to his soul after centuries of darkness. She tried to clear her mind, but the erotic sensation burned through her blood as he continued tasting her flesh. His tongue found places she hadn’t known were erogenous. “I am yours,” she gasped.

His power surged with his dragon’s anticipation. They hovered on the apex of an unalterable journey, soaring in the heavens without a destination. A seer revealed a life shrouded in mystery, but she would share every moment with the dragon that held her.

Legion blazed a fiery trail of need with each light stroke of his fingers. They traced her belly and down her thighs, dipping between her legs, but never reaching the spot she wanted them to. She never knew such a sensual experience could exist. He was a maestro of passion, and pleasure experienced in every note. Lust was a driving force that had her biting her lip to stop from crying out.

Time passed without consequence. It locked her in a thunderstorm of Legion’s creation, swirling through her body like a tornado. She gasped, pleading in his mind and gripping his hair so hard she feared she would rip it from his scalp, yet he continued his relentless pursuit of her body. No dip or valley has left unmarked by his wicked tongue or his fiery breath. With her mind connected with his, she knew he planned to map every inch of her flesh canvas, memorizing every spot that sparked an erotic response. Her entire body was slick and hot by the time his thorough perusal of her body was complete.

Mara was more than ready for him. She was desperate, and he knew it. The fire in his eyes raged, unfettered by his humanity. It pulled his body to its breaking point. Centuries of control snapped like dry kindling. He poised himself between her legs, pressing against her entrance, holding her hips immobile as his fiery gaze met hers. You are mine. Now and forever in my care. Every second, every century is ours to share.

The words blistered in her mind as he thrust into her. The consuming need replaced the sting of pain. Their power crashed together in an ocean of fire and pleasure. She gasped, puncturing his skin with her nails. Tiny white threads of magic latched to one another. Melded together in a powerful net that no force on earth could rip apart. She moaned as he moved within her.

Her tight muscles rebelled against the thick invasion, burning and clenching around the hard shaft. It took her a moment to match the slow rhythm. The fight to go slow, accentuated by the roped muscles that strained in his back. His entire body blanketed hers. She had never felt delicate. A glass flower that could break apart in a dragon’s talons. His all-encompassing power added to the security and dedication he evoked. Guarded for all time by Legion and every member of his clan. She wasn’t his mate. She was his world, and that knowledge was more erotic than the sensation his body created within her.

Mara could handle the slow fire Legion created with his shallow thrusts. She was unprepared for the earthquake he created when his control disintegrated. He pumped into