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her tongue to trace his full lips. He tasted of red wine, plus an erotic tang uniquely his own.
    His tongue tangled with hers, giving and taking. Dancing and arousing her with a smooth rhythm that made her feel light and
     supple. And then he kissed her forehead, her eyelids, her nose, her ears.
    “That tickles.” She squirmed and nipped his shoulder right through his shirt.
    “Are your scales ticklish, too?” he asked with a mischievous grin. Then before she could answer, he lifted her hand and pressed
     his lips to the inside of her wrist, right on her sensitive scales.
    Wondrous sensations undulated up her arm and down her spine, then spread to her limbs. Rion nuzzled his way over her flesh,
     his lips nibbling and licking. Every scale on her body quivered in an electrifying chain reaction that escalated with each
     lick. And the scales that crossed at the apex of her thighs had her squirming.
    She let out a soft moan of pleasure as her dragonblood pulsed through her like a crisp burst of wind, leaving no part of her
     untouched. Her nipples hardened. Moisture seeped between her thighs.
    Pure erotic sensation had her swaying on her feet. Rion scooped her into his arms and carried her to the sofa. Kneeling beside
     her, he leaned forward and kissed her mouth. “Are you all right?”
    “Very all right.” With a grin, she grabbed his collar and pulled him on top of her. His weight settled nicely between her
     legs, his sex hard and firm against her thigh.
    To avoid crushing her, he lifted onto his elbows, but she didn’t let his lips escape hers. She needed more. More of him. Her
     fingers burned to explore all his powerful male flesh.
    Bunching his shirt in her hands, she yanked it over his head. Up close, his chest was broader, smoother, harder than she’d
     expected and all deliciously bronzed by wind and sun. She ran her hands over his hot flesh, wishing she could touch all of
     him at once. Damn. He was ripped.
    She skimmed her hands along his tapered sides and muscular back. He sucked in his breath, then let it out slowly, the air
     rasping her ear. “How long until your brother gets back?”
    “Long enough if you hurry.” She wriggled her hands between them to his zipper.
    “Easy.” His hand closed over hers. “Our first time, shouldn’t be rushed.”
    “Damn it.” She didn’t want to stop and think. Right now, at this moment, she knew exactly what she wanted. Him. “If you’re
     afraid of my brother—”
    He snorted.
    “There’s a chain on the door.” She pulled off her own shirt, unhooked her bra. And then boldly lifted her breast and puckered
     nipple toward his mouth. “Kiss me.”
    With a soft growl, he lowered his head, sucked her nipple into his mouth. Hard. But his tongue swirled the tip with delicious,
     delicate circles that had her clutching his back, digging her fingers into his muscles.
    As he sipped and sucked, her breath came in pants. Her flesh slickened with sweat. Her hearts threatened to beat their way
     out of her chest.
    Marisa hadn’t made love in years. Not since she’d become a dragonshaper. So she didn’t know if her fierce response to Rion
     was due to her new blood. Or to him.
    At the moment, it didn’t matter. Nothing mattered beyond feeling, touching, kissing. All her senses focused on him. His hands
     on her body, his scent in her lungs, his tongue on her nipple.
    Arching her back, straining, she offered him her other breast. He lavished it with the same hungry skill, until she thought
     she might come from that alone. But he rolled from the sofa, his big hands guiding her to her feet, and then he peeled down
     her jeans.
    He explored her belly button with his tongue, swirled lower until he licked the edge of her panties. Oh, God. She swallowed
     hard as the dizzying heat from his mouth made her breathless with desire.
    Inch by inch, he tugged down her panties, kissing, nipping, until he blew softly on her curls. When he nuzzled apart her thighs,
     she quivered