I bent my knees, my feet planting flat against the mattress as I opened myself to him.
Drakon’s hand slid down my torso, his heavy, calloused palm scraping over my belly before his fingers brushed past my thighs and sank into my wet heat. A long, shuddering sigh broke from my throat, my head rolling back against his bare shoulder as his fingers began a slow, agonizingly perfect rhythm. His free hand traveled up my stomach, his thumb and index finger pinching my n*pple hard enough to send a sharp wave of pleasure shooting straight to my core, before sliding over my throat to catch my chin.
He turned my head back toward the full-length mirror propped against the dresser.
"I want you to watch yourself," Drakon growled low into my ear, his rough breath burning against my skin as he worked h
