Shared By The Twin Alphas by Veliciah
Chapter 58

Chapter 58

Henrik

I think my mate is trying to kill me. Red hair. Green eyes. Looks like a she–devil, and the way she handles me confirms it. Her kisses are lethal, her touch a deadly weapon she subtly uses to chip away at my restraint.

“Stop torturing me,” I plead, the words coming out more like a growl, a desperate one…which she replaces amusing.

She stops mid–motion and looks down at me, her green eyes sparkling with laughter. “Don’t tell me little old me is too much to handle for the big dragon?”

I swallow thickly, my cock harder than steal, and she isn’t riding me in a way to let me cum inside her sweet cunt. Instead, she is slowly pumping me, letting her ass spank against my thighs again and again.

“Are you sure you’re not a demon? A succubus, perhaps?”

She laughs at that. “No, I am but a weak little human.”

I breathe a laugh. “Weak little human isn’t the description I would use for you at all.”

“Is that so?” she purrs, the tip of her finger tracing the hard “V of my abs. It’s a lazy, sensual touch that has me biting back at

groan.

“Uh–huh…“I reply, my voice thick with unspent desire.

“What description would you use, then?”

Before I can answer, she bounces in my lap, and I almost die right then and there. I’m so close, but my little mate isn’t letting me get there. She slows down her pace, pinches my right nipple, and I curse under my breath.

Did fate send her to destroy me?

“I’d describe you as I manage through a clenched jaw, but she cuts me off with another slow grind that makes my vision

blur.

“As?” she prompts, her voice light and teasing. But beneath the giggles, there’s a hunger in her eyes that mirrors mine.

“As an enchantress,” I growl out. “You’re weaving a spell, and I’m powerless to resist.”

She raises an eyebrow, her lips curling into a wicked grin. “Do you want to resist?”

Damn her, she knows the answer to that. My hands move to her hips, gripping her tightly as I fight the urge to thrust up into her. I can see the satisfaction on her face as she watches me struggle. She’s enjoying this, enjoying torturing me.

“No,” I admit quietly. “I don’t want to resist.”

Her grin grows wider at my confession. She circles her hips, grinding down onto me with just the right amount of pressure that has me seeing stars.

“Good,” she purrs, leaning in closer to run her fingers through my hair. “Because I’m not done with you yet.”

There’s a promise in those words, a promise of pleasure beyond my imagination. My mate’s small, perky breasts brush against my chest as she leans in, capturing my lips in a burning kiss as she continues to move on top of me, slowly driving us

both insane with need.

My hands slide up her spine before coming to rest on the back of her neck, keeping our faces close together. Our ragged

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breaths mingle, and our eyes are locked in an intense stare–down. She isn’t backing down, and neither am I.

Suddenly, she bites my lower lip and lifts herself off me entirely. The sudden lack of contact has me groaning in frustration, but then she’s sinking back down onto me, harder this time, and it takes every ounce of self–control not to come right then

and there.

“You….” I hiss between gritted teeth.

“Me.” she retorts smugly.

This game we’re playing is dangerous–a battle of power between two beings who refuse to submit–but deep down, I know that I’ve already lost.

Because every time she touches me, every time she looks at me with that fiery gaze–I fall for her even more.

I grip her hips, giving her a silent signal that I’ve had enough of the teasing. My patience is hanging by a thin thread, and if I don’t replace release soon. I’m afraid 111 break.

She understands my plea, quickening her movements and leading us both to the edge of ecstasy. The car shakes with our exertions, the windows fogging up as we surrender to the primal urge within us.

In the end, it doesn’t matter who’s in control. It doesn’t matter who’s taming who. All that matters is the feeling of her around me and the love that flows between us, even in our most intimate moments.

After all, she may be 54 and human while I’m a 6’8 dragon shifter, but in my mind, she is bigger than life.

My breath hitches as her pace becomes frenzied, our bodies soon becoming a blur of heated skin and uncontrollable desire. She releases a high–pitched whine, throwing her head back as she tightens around me. It’s the most beautiful sight I’ve ever

I swallow hard at the feeling of her climaxing, my name tumbling from her lips as she shatters against me. I follow suit immediately after, a string of curses leaving my mouth as my own orgasm hits me with the force of a wrecking ball. We ride the waves together, her body shaking with aftershocks as I continue to fill her.

With a satisfied sigh, she collapses against me, her breath coming in short pants against my sweat–slicked chest. My arms wrap around her protectively, holding her as close to me as possible. The quietness that follows is only interrupted by our labored breathing and the faint hum of the car’s engine.

She lifts herself off of me after a while, wincing slightly at the movement. A pang of concern hits me immediately, and I hug her to my chest.

“Maybe you shouldn’t try to move. You’re a delicate little thing, and I’m not

She giggles at that. “Are we talking about your cock?”

“Yes,” I lean closer to inhale the scent of her hair because I’ve never had the opportunity to do it before. She doesn’t pull away, either.

“I doubt

you broke me,” she murmurs, her hand tracing idle patterns on my chest. “You’re big, but not up to the point where you would do any damage. I actually like your cock. Love it, actually.”

I let out a low chuckle at her teasing words, my hand naturally replaceing its way into her tangled hair. “You flatter me, love,” I murmur against her crown, pressing a soft kiss to her head before resting my chin atop it.

She’s silent for a moment, the only sound in the car being the engine and the rhythmic pitter–patter of rain against the roof. Then, she shifts her weight on top of me, sitting in my lap so we are face–to–face.

It’s a tender moment, and I hold my breath when her hands land on my cheeks. “Can I ask you something?”

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“Anything.” I murmur.

“When you said I had to hathe in your flames.. Did you mean it, or was it a metaphor?”

“No,” I grin at her. “I have to bathe you in my flames to complete the mating ritual.

Her eyes widen. “B–but that would kill me!”

“It wouldn’t kill you.”

“It wouldn’t?”

“No, I found a book about it–a dragon’s mate is immune to their flames,”

Finally having had enough, I lean in to kiss her neck, and then I inhale her scent again because I can’t get enough. Gosh, I’m going to be so freaking whipped if she figures out how possessive I am already.

“But…how?” Her voice is soft, laced with curiosity and a hint of uncertainty.

I shrug lightly, helping her to adjust in my lap. “It’s magic? I don’t know the specifics. I just know it works.”

She falls silent for a moment. her gaze flicking between my eyes as if she’s trying to read into my soul. I let her look at me, unguarded and open in a way I’ve never been with anyone. She must see what she needs in me because a small, tentative smile forms on her lips.

“Okay,” she murmurs with a nod, leaning into me until our foreheads touch. “Let’s do it.”

My heart gives an excited thump in response, joy surging through me. “You’re sure?”

She nods, her hands moving to cup my face again. She looks at me with such trust and faith that I feel a lump form in my throat. “Yes.”

Just like that?”

She laughs. “Well, this is obviously a dream. I mean, come on? A hot billionaire dragon claimed I was their mate, and then we had awesome car sex after he beat up my shitty boyfriend–this can’t be real. Buuuuut, I’m not complaining, and I also like this drearn a lot, so… let’s do it.”

1 squint at her, unsure if she is trolling me or not. “This isn’t a dream.”

She presses a finger to my lips, smirking, “Save it, Romeo. Less flirting and more fire–I’m already falling for you, and I want to marry your ass before this dream is over.”

I’m bewildered by her words. Does she really think this is a dream? Well, I’m not complaining if it means she is open to becoming mine forever.

It’s time to complete the mating bond.