Dragonbane(Dark Hunter,book 24)(6) by Sherrilyn Kenyon
Damn it to Hades. He’d forgotten just how beautiful his mate could be when she wasn’t trying to kill him and mount his hide to her tent wall. She had that lush, full body that was made for countless hours of marathon sex. And a heated Amazon passion that any male would kill to taste.
Worse? All the memories of the hours they’d spent together when they weren’t fighting, and insulting each other, and their heritage came flooding back to him. The hours of the two of them sequestered in her tent, laughing and teasing.
Curse his mind and its inability to forget…
Seraphina tried to focus on why she was here. Why she was so desperate to speak to her enemy. But Maxis wasn’t making this easy on her. How could she have ever buried the memory of how incredibly handsome and sensual Maxis was? How much his presence affected her?
How fierce and lethal. Compelling. Seductive. Forbidden. Overwhelmingly masculine and primal, he possessed a raw Drakos magnetism that was impossible for any female to resist. Even small girls had been reduced to unintelligible fits of giggles in his presence.
Worse, he had his head bent low and was circling her like prey he wanted to devour. And it was making her breathless and hot against her will.
She scowled at him. “Could you stop that?”
“Stop what?” His rumbling deep baritone was challenging. No one had an accent like he did. Words rolled off his tongue like poetry.
Refusing to let him beguile her, she answered his challenge with the same amount of ferocity. “You know what you’re doing.”
A sexy, insidious grin spread over his lips. “Is it bothering you?”
Yes. Of course it was. It was what all Drakos males did to spread their irresistible pheromones and intoxicate any female they hungered for. That fierce predator’s lope was every bit as mesmerizing, and he knew that, too. No creature born had ever held a seductive lure akin to that of a full-grown dragon male. It was part of what made them so incredibly dangerous. “I need to talk to you.”
He approached her then. Pressing the front of his muscular body against her back, he lowered his head to lay his cheek against hers. Those prickly whiskers teased her flesh as he began the slow, rhythmic Drakos swaying that was its own form of foreplay. She could feel every single muscle in his body taut and ripped as it wrapped around her and held her against him.
Oh dear gods…
How did they do this? Was it something dragons were born with or did they take them aside as young males and teach them? Her entire body came alive as if she were in the heat of battle. Or lying naked in his bed. It was so intense that she couldn’t even protest when he removed her helm and dropped it to the floor. Or when he freed her hair to fall around her shoulders. All she could do was lean back against him and surrender her weight to his hypnotic, primal dance.
Breathless, she felt his hardness against her hip as he encircled her waist with his arm and dipped his head to brush his lips against her neck. Her throat went dry and every part of her ached to feel his hands on her body. “I have needs too, Sera.”
Closing her eyes, she trembled and hated the part of her that responded instinctively to his touch as he slowly caressed her. But then that was the nature of the beast. While she and Maxis were different species of dragon, they were still dragons.
A different breed entirely.
In all things.
She should have known he wasn’t human the first time they had met. Normally she would have, but, as was the biggest weakness with all of her kind, she’d been in the height of her spawning cycle. Like humans, dragons could have sex anytime they wanted, and many did, especially since they couldn’t become pregnant until they found their mates.
But every six months, females entered a fertile period where they were driven to mate against all reason and sanity. The urge was so strong that it was impossible for them to think of anything else. It was what had led to many of the myths regarding Amazons. A time when they came into town for no other purpose than to find men to satiate their bestial cravings. A time when the lack of eligible, fertile males in their clans would drive them to war on their neighbors with a berserker’s fury.
It was bad for them before the Fates created a mated bond. Once that mate was selected and ordained, the craving to spawn during their fertile period was even worse.
Tonight, it was unbearable.
Unable to resist him, she sank her hand in his soft hair and pressed his lips closer.
And when he lowered his hand to cup her through her armor, she cried out, needing him with an unbearable madness.
“Tell me what you want,” he whispered in her ear.
Biting her lip, she cupped his hand and pressed him harder against her. “I need you inside me.”
He took her earlobe into his teeth to nip it gently as he rubbed his swollen groin against her hip. Then he placed a precious kiss to her cheek… His breath tormented her flesh with its heat.
Then he released her and coldly stepped away.
Those golden fair eyes pierced her with icy loathing. “I’m not your whore or your chattel. Most of all, I’m not your pet dog to come at your command.”
Stunned and breathless, she glared at him. “Excuse me?”
His own breathing ragged, he put more room between them. “I told you what my terms for marriage were. A partnership. Not slavery and servitude to your capricious whims and arbitrary rules of unreasonable, Amazonian law. And what did you do? You ruthlessly chose your tribe over me. And I still bear those scars.”
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