Land of Ice and Snow [Cairngorm Dragons 3] (Siren Publishing Classic) Read Online Free PDF Page A

we will do. I know it might be painful at first. I know I may bleed.”
    “Know, too, that I will be as gentle as I’m able. I have wanted you ever since I set eyes on you. My cock is clamouring to be inside you. I want you to tell me if at any time I go too fast for you. I don’t want you to be afraid. There must be complete candour between us. My mind is open to you. Open yours to me, and I will be able to tell if you are happy with our love-making.”
    He pulled her close to him, and his lips were warm and soft on hers. His breath was sweet, and she panted. He held her close to him, and she felt the thick, hot shaft of his cock press into her. He’s so big. He’ll never fit inside me.
    “ Don’t think like that. Tell me what you feel and fear. Speak it out loud, and we will deal with it.”
    “I can feel how long and thick you are. That will never go inside me without much pain.”
    “I will fit you, and when I have you heated and wet, your body will assist me. Do you trust me, my little dove?”
    She looked into his eyes and was lost. His soul shone clear and bright out of them.
    “With my life, Lachlann,” she said and meant it.
    He bent his head and kissed her. This time his lips were not soft and pleading but hard and demanding. Her mouth opened, and his tongue dipped inside. He explored her, their teeth clashed, their tongues tangled, and then his retreated. Greatly daring, she followed, letting her tongue slip into his mouth, and then she found the tip of it caught between his teeth as he caressed it with his own tongue. She felt her nipples grow hard and achy. She pressed herself to him and was rewarded by the twitch of his cock against her as she did. Moisture flooded her slit and slipped down her legs. She brought her thighs together, but his long, muscular one pressed her legs open again, and she found herself riding on his thigh. The sensations in her cunt were such as she’d never felt before. She moaned, and he swallowed the sound, releasing her tongue and covering her lips with his mouth again. He backed toward the bed, drawing her with him. Once there, he sat on the bed and pushed off her robe. He took it from her and folded it, placing it on the chair, and then he waited. Slowly she lifted the hem of her nightgown and slipped it off over her head. He placed it with the robe. Then he held her at arm’s length and looked.
    “You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. You have perfect breasts and such long, slim legs. I’m a really fortunate man. Come kiss me, my love.” He held her close, and she felt the scratchy plaid and the rough leather on her skin. He kissed her long and deeply until he had her panting and writhing in his arms. He stripped off the coverlet and helped her onto the bed, settling her head on the pillows. He began to take off his clothes, and her breath hitched. She had seen males with bare chests but never wholly nude since she was a girl and she and her friends used to hide and watch the boys bathing. She knew this was going to be very different, and it was.
    When he had taken off his jerkin and shirt, he placed them on top of her clothes and unwound his plaid. His chest was covered in short hair from his shoulders down his belly to his groin. His swollen cock bobbed as he moved. It rose from a nest of longer, curly hair. The veins on the sides throbbed, the head was fat and purple, and the tip glistened. Was he wet, too? He came over to the bed, and she put out her hand to touch his shaft. She felt the sticky substance between her fingers, and then she raised her hand to her nose. The scent of him was intoxicating. Strong and male and spicy. Instinctively, she licked her fingers. The salty, tangy taste of him she would never forget.
    “The smell and the taste of your mate. Never to be forgotten, my love.”
    He chuckled, and then he leaned over and kissed her. Her arms came up, and she clasped them behind his head. He pulled her to her knees on the bed and