Rancher Dragon, Terry Bolryder [acx book reading TXT] 📗

sent her a wicked smile that she felt all the way in the tips of her fingers, and he stepped off the bed and pulled off the rest of his clothes.

Every time she’d seen him like this the past week, naked and strong and rippling with muscle from end to end, she wanted to take a mental picture just for herself so she could keep it with her forever.

But now, knowing that they’d have forever together, she supposed that wouldn’t be necessary anymore.

He knelt on the bed, positioning himself between her legs, which were still buzzing from the last release.

“I promise to always treasure you, Sierra. Protect you. Love you,” Beck said, leaning over her, surrounding her everywhere with his bulk.

“As long as I have you, I’ll be the happiest woman alive.” The heat from his body, the anticipation of his thickness teasing her entrance, was almost too much to handle.

Then, with one smooth motion, he thrust inside her, the wet friction of their bodies colliding like this more pleasurable than anything else she’d experienced before. It was even better with nothing between them, his velvety skin gliding easily even as his hardness filled her to nearly overflowing.

Sierra moaned as Beck began to move, going into the perfect rhythm to cause sparks of pleasure shooting all down her legs and up her back with each movement. And as she dug her nails into his skin, Beck just grinned down at her while Sierra’s whole body rocked against the bed as he pushed their hips together.

From the way Beck’s expression tightened each time they met, and from the way she could see the muscles in his arms bulge, she wasn’t the only one looking lost in this haze of want and pleasure and unity.

And as she got closer, she could feel something almost magical in the air around her. Like a thick, imaginary blanket settling over her senses, comforting and reassuring, even as a wildfire of near-release licked at her insides like a bonfire.

Then Beck was going quicker, pushing inside her and taking them both toward their climax. Sierra’s whole body seemed to coil around him like a spring, legs wrapped around his back, hands gripping his big shoulders while they skirted the edge of oblivion.

And for a split second, when she looked up, she could swear she saw Beck’s eyes turn to bright silver and gray slits, like his dragon’s had looked. But it was gone before she could even get a second look, and the feel of his thick cock as it stroked past her G-spot again and again was more than enough distraction to permit her even a moment longer to think about it.

With one last pump, Sierra finally came, body tightening all the pent-up arousal as if into a white-hot ball of energy deep in her core before exploding outward.

Beck came with her immediately afterward, his thick length pulsing inside as he grunted and pulled himself tight to Sierra, holding her like she was the most precious thing in the world, as he always did in these hot, unforgettable moments of sweat and love.

Pounding, powerful waves of pleasure continued to sweep over her for long, drawn-out seconds as her release slowly abated. And when her vision finally cleared, she saw only Beck looking down at her with such love it could make her cry with happiness.

Instead, she leaned up a little to kiss his cheek, and Beck answered by claiming her mouth in a kiss sweeter than candy and more devoted than the earth’s movement through the cosmos.

And when he finally pulled away from the kiss, she knew deep in her heart that they were one. Mated. Her heart joined to his and his to hers.

They enjoyed the moment together, happy and relaxed even as the events from what felt like the longest day in her entire life slowly unwound in the back of her mind, leaving her exhausted but satisfied that it all worked out.

Beck placed a little kiss on her cheek, then went to the bathroom to clean up before lying on the bed next to her. His huge bulk made the bed bend beneath him, trapping her in the pull of him as he wrapped his arms around her and held her close.

“Mine. Mine. I’ll never get tired of sayin’ it,” he growled playfully into her ear, making Sierra giggle.

“You’re mine too. Don’t you forget it.”

“Not in a thousand years, sweetheart. You’re my everything now. Wherever you go, I go with you.”

She nestled against him, loving the way they seemed perfectly shaped for each other.

“Funny to think that when we first met, I believed you were just some wandering rancher who’d been hurt. I never imagined I’d come face to face with one of the legends from Dragonclaw Ranch.”

“The only legend I’m interested in is the one we forge together from here on out. But yeah, funny how my dragon seemed to know all along there was something special about this place.”

“Just like I felt something special when I saw you. I guess that’s just how fate works sometimes. You never know if the person you’re meeting might just be the rancher dragon you were destined to be with.”

Beck growled, apparently not liking the name she’d made up for him on the spot when the words “rancher” and “dragon” had been thrown in the same sentence.

“Sweetheart, I may be a dragon, and I may be a rancher to earn my keep, but I ain’t no rancher dragon.”

“So… a dragon rancher, then?”

“C’mere, you,” he growled, tickling her and placing sensual kisses on her neck and shoulders as she squeaked in delight, writhing against him as he kept her trapped. “I’m a mountain dragon. But I guess I’ll be a rancher dragon for you, if it means staying here on this ranch with the woman I love.”

She nodded, and he kissed her again, and in mere moments, she was breathless, the air heating between them quickly. They then shared a knowing look, a look that meant