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head buzzed from the tangy flavor and heady aroma of her sex. He had to taste the flood of her climax before he made love to her again.
    She writhed and cried out when she came and Corey braced himself for a violent, spectacular surge of energy, but all that happened was exactly what he’d hoped—the drenched folds of her pussy spasmed against his lips, coating them with even more of her sweet flavor. He lapped it up, ignoring the giddy twitches and stuttering breath from her until he’d had his fill.
    “Are you ready for more?” he asked, rising up onto his knees and gripping her hips. He tugged her toward him until his hard cock slid against her well-attended pussy. He smiled when her eyes rolled back and she nodded.
    With a slow, deliberate thrust, he buried himself deep into her. He fucked her as slowly as he could endure, watching her face with each stroke to gauge where she found the most pleasure. She quickly reached the point of quivering , pent-up need for release again.
    “Touch yourself,” he said gruffly, pushing her legs a little wider and hooking her thighs over his arms.
    She gave him a fleeting smile in acknowledgment before her face drifted back to a mask of pure enjoyment. Her fingers slipped between her thighs and Corey groaned at the way she gripped him at first, squeezing the base of his cock while he pistoned into her.
    Her gorgeous, small breasts thrust up when she arched her back in response to the first touch of her fingers on her clit. She rubbed in tight little circles, obviously adept at pleasuring herself, but seemed to lose rhythm the deeper and harder he fucked her.
    He sucked first one pert nipple into his mouth until she moaned, then the other. The tight squeeze of her pussy became more than he could endure.
    Her hips bucked hard into his. He yelled out her name and bent over her, fucking with an erratic, pumping rhythm while his climax gripped him. The shuddering pull of her muscles surrounded his cock and milked him dry.
    The glow that accompanied her climax was subtle at first, then grew brighter, coursing through her in tiny ripples across her skin. He watched, enthralled until it subsided and her eyes opened. She gave him a sleepy smile.
    “You’re glowing,” he said.
    “So are you.” She gestured at the mark on his chest. He looked down to see that it was, indeed, glowing with a faint, green light.
    “Does this happen every time?”
    “Now that the ritual is finished, when we please each other like that, we share our energy. You give me your Nirvana and I give back some of my magic. It protects you. It also reminds other dragons that you belong to me.”
    “Oh?” he asked with a cock of one eyebrow. “And who in their right mind would steal from the Queen? Not that I’d go with anyone else, of course.”
    “No one would, but the mark will ensure you’re treated with the level of respect deserved of the Queen’s Consort.”
    Consort . Corey let the title roll around in his head, not sure how he should feel about it. It sounded a little fancy for a guy raised by a traditional, blue-collar family like he had been. He brushed it off as yet another old convention her kind had that they’d learn to outgrow once they acquainted themselves with the modern world. But if the mark gave him an advantage over other dragons, that was a good thing, right?
    A thought occurred to him. “So what’s to remind other people… or dragons that you belong to me ?”
    She tilted her chin at his chest again. “That mark means I’m yours. Dragons can bond with many humans, but many of us choose only a few as true mates. Some only choose one—the fewer we choose, the stronger our bond is.”
    She seemed to grow a little pensive and turned away from him, burying her head in her pillow.
    “Well that’s good, right? We both got pretty lucky, I think.” He lay down beside her and brushed his palm down her back.
    “It depends on what the world is like out there now and if you can endure a