Mated to Dragons novel

---- The warmth of it filled my mouth. And then the taste registered. His blood was much sweeter than Lucas's blood. Amoan fell from my lips before I could stop it. "That's it," he growled against my ear. "Take my blood." Ishuddered and gripped his arm tighter. Just as I was getting used to the taste, it didn't fill me anymore. "Let me get you some more," he whispered. My hold on his arm loosened just enough for him to pull his arm back so he could cut his skin again.

There was no hesitation the second time. Nate groaned and pulled me closer against his body. There was no mistaking the feel of his hard length pressing into my lower back. "Can you feel what you're doing to me, Angel?" Inodded. When his blood stopped filling my mouth, I pulled away and licked his skin clean. Nate gripped my chin gently and turned my face towards his. "Okay?" I licked my lips, making his eyes drop to follow the ---- movement of my tongue.

Cupping my cheek, he brushed his thumb over my cheekbones . His eyes darted up to my forehead and then lowered down my body. "Now all we have to do is clean the blood from you so we're sure that you are healing." "Pll heat some water." My eyes darted over to Mason as he passed us. He had a blanket wrapped around his waist, leaving his upper body bare. I stared at the scars covering one side of his body until he disappeared from sight. "W-where are we?" I asked, turning back to Nate.

"At our cabin. We'll stay here until the storm dies down and then return back to the castle." I frowned. "Lucas is here." "We have procedures set in place in case something like this happens. While Lucas is away, Xavier and the council are taking care of things until he returns." His eyes darted over my face. "Lucas has most of the things handled anyway." My eyes dropped to his chest. "Oh." Reaching out with a shaky hand, I traced the dark line on his chest.

It matched the mark on my wrist, only it ---- was a bigger, more colorful version. "Tt's beautiful." "So are you." Smiling , he leaned forward, but hesitated when our lips were only inches apart. I closed my eyes and closed the space between us. Lucas had kind of already taught me how to kiss by the creek. But it was different with Nate. His hand slipped to the back of my neck as his lips forced mine apart. "Water is ready." Slowly, Nate pulled away.

"Let's get you clean honeybee." I nodded , even though the last thing I wanted to do was stop kissing him. Mason dropped to his knees in front of us with a bucket and a towel. His eyes darted over my face and lingered on my forehead. Dropping the end of the towel into the hot water, he leaned forward to wipe the blood from my skin. My breathing sped up as he moved the towel lower over my neck. It felt like my skin was on fire. I was struggling to suck air into my lungs.

---- "Tt's okay, honeybee," Nate muttered. "Just let us take care of you."