Dragon's Pleasure (BBW/Dragon Shifter Romance) (Lords of the Dragon Islands Book 3)

By Isadora Montrose

Paranormal, Romance

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Ivan & Christina have a tryst

The Prospero bobbed at the opposite end of the same dock where the sightseeing vessel had berthed. Ivan grasped Christina’s hand and pulled her out of the press of guests waiting to board the bus Aunt Inge had sent for them.
“That way there is no question of drinking and driving,” she had murmured. “Or of forgoing the wine tasting that is part of the tour.”
“I should tell Mamma and Papa I am not going on the bus,” Christina hissed as he tugged her away.
“I wouldn’t take the risk,” he whispered back. “Let’s ask for forgiveness, not permission.”
The fifty-six-foot long yacht was guarded by a slender youth who jumped up and saluted smartly. “Do you want to take her out, sir?” he asked.
“Sail west for half an hour, then bring us back,” Ivan said.
“Very good, sir. It will take a while to get the sails rigged and find Marc,” he warned.
“Not a problem, Louis,” Ivan said. “Take your time. We are going below.”
Christina knew her face was scarlet. “He knows what we’re here for,” she hissed once they were in the luxurious cabin.
The room was sleek and all the furniture had that simple sparseness of design that was the hallmark of a ship. But the fittings were all very opulent even though the color scheme was a subdued blue and white. The bed might be built in, but it was a full double and the tightly made up bedding was silky and plainly custom made.
Ivan chuckled. “Probably. Do you care? Louis won’t say a word. Not even to Marc.” He kissed her until her senses swam and all she could think about was the heady sensation of being in his arms. “The head’s in there.” he pointed to another door.
Beneath their feet the powerful motor of the yacht woke and began to thrum. The vessel swayed as it moved out into the river and their hour of delight commenced.
* * *
Ivan came out of the head and discovered that Christina had taken advantage of his absence to undress. Her plump loveliness stirred his blood. But he didn’t want to rush this. It might be the last chance he got to imprint himself upon this woman, to ensure that she loved him as he loved her.
He wanted to take his time to feast on her until she was so attuned to his touch that she would wear him engraved upon her heart until her dying day. She was his. Today and forever. He would tame her so that she could never again feel desire without craving him. He would engrave his love on her heart so she would carry him there forever.
Christina stretched both arms above her head and arched her back. Her breasts moved as the powerful muscles beneath them lifted those sweet soft globes. The nipples were deep rose and distended as if he had been sucking on them. She wriggled her hips a little and let her thighs fall open. Her pale muff taunted him and the scent of her arousal filled the room.
Ivan took his time pulling off his shirt. He let the open front frame his sleek, hard abs while he undid his cuff links. She licked her pink lips as if her mouth was watering. His certainly was. He toed off his loafers and leaned forward to pull off his socks, keeping his eyes on her open sex. It was mauve and glistening.
“Very pretty,” he whispered to her. His eyes left her sex and went to her glowing cheeks. “Very pretty.”
He unfastened his belt and undid the zipper and slowly pulled off one leg and then the other. He took the time to let her see the bulge distorting his shorts. Her blue eyes were now so dilated that he could scarcely make out the sapphire rings around the enormous pupils.
He heard her little gasp as he bent over to place his pants on the back of a chair. As he peeled his shirt off, he turned to show her his chest, and then away so she could see the hard muscles of his back and arms, and the dragon blade curled up in the small of his back. Her admiring gasp made his bulge swell even more.
“I think you’ve teased me quite enough,” she complained throatily. “Come here, lover.” She held out her arms.


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