Page 34 of Blazing Joysticks
Cat’s body shook as her first orgasm claimed her. Her nails dragged across his shoulders. It was a deliciously satisfying kind of pain where it mixed with the pleasure that flowed through his body.
He could feel a sudden shift between them. Almost as if his soul was linking with hers. He couldn’t explain it but leaned into the feeling, wanting to know more as he caught her gaze in his own. She stared deep into him as if she was looking directly into his soul.
It made him shiver and cup her jaw, pulling her into another kiss. She moaned against his lips, her thighs squeezing tightly around his waist.
Pulling back from their kiss, Keir pressed his forehead against hers. “You’re mine,” he whispered. She moaned in response. “Say you’re mine, Cat.”
She gasped, letting out a breathy, “I’m yours.”
“Again. Louder.”
Her hands moved up his neck to tangle in the hair at his nape. “I’m yours. All yours.”
Keir growled, the feral nature within him coming out in full force just like his dragon. Cat squeezed her eyes shut as her core clenched around him again.
“That’s it,” he murmured.
Her body strained, practically vibrating while she climaxed again.
He loved it. Watching the pleasure course through her just like it was him. Seeing her beg and moan with his name on her lips. A woman as beautiful as Cat wanted him to please her in ways no other man could.
It only fed his ego, stroking it in the same way her body was currently stroking his cock.
“You’re mine, Cat.”
She opened her eyes to look at him again.
“I’m yours, Keir. All yours.”
His body started to fall over the edge into his own climax. It made him want to shiver, knowing the release was going to be mind-blowing. Cat squeezed his waist once more with her thighs, tugging at his hair again.
Keir curved his hand to the side, pushing his thumb into the dip of her hip. He knew what was coming. He gripped her hip hard, holding her skin tightly in his grasp.
Heat traveled through his palm to her hip. He branded her as his, leaving his dragon’s mark on her skin. His mate mark. Cat was his.
“Oh, God…” she threw her head back, her core clenching again. “Keir!”
Simultaneously, they both climaxed.
Keir ripped his hand away from her hip and slapped it onto the mattress, holding his frame up so he didn’t land on her.
Keir felt a piece of him snap into place. A thread that snagged around his heart and tightened, stealing his breath.
Later, as they lay tangled together in the afterglow, Cat traced lazy patterns on Keir’s chest. “You know,” she murmured, a hint of mischief in her voice, “we never did get to the sticky toffee pudding.”
Keir chuckled, the sound rumbling through his chest. “I suppose we got a bit distracted,” he teased, pressing a kiss to the top of her head.
Cat propped herself up on an elbow, grinning down at him. “Well, we can’t let all my hard work go to waste, can we?”
Keir grinned. “I suppose not,” he agreed, sitting up and pulling her close. “Though I must say, you’re sweeter than any dessert I’ve ever tasted.”
Cat laughed, swatting his chest playfully. “You’re smooth, dragon-man.”
Keir stood at the floor-to-ceiling windows of his penthouse, gazing out at the twinkling lights of New York City. The familiar skyline, a view he’d seen countless times over his centuries of life, somehow looked different tonight. Brighter. More vibrant. He knew the change wasn’t in the city itself, but in him.
His dragon, for so long a restless presence within him, purred with contentment. The knowledge that Cat—his mate—slept safely in their bed filled him with a sense of peace he’d never known. Keir closed his eyes, focusing on the bond between them. He could feel her life force, steady and strong, intertwined with his own.
The mating had changed everything. His dragon’s protective instincts now extended to Cat, enhancing her natural healing abilities and even lengthening her lifespan. The thought of spending centuries with her by his side, rather than mere decades, sent a thrill through him.