Part 11 (2/2)

Her beast hummed in approval, but Nikki ignored her. ”You have to catch me first.”

Nikki slipped under the table, between Rafe's legs, and slid to the other side. She was about to stand up when Rafe blocked her path. ”Someone's slow today.”

Reaching out, she grabbed his ankle and pulled. Rafe stumbled, but couldn't find his balance and tumbled to the floor. She tried to slink past him, but he grabbed her arm and put her wrist in a lock. It wasn't painful, but if she moved, it would break.

Rafe grunted. ”I caught you, so now you're mine.”

He kept her wrist locked but maneuvered to crouch over her.

If Nikki really wanted to, she could extend a talon and slice his leg. But as her heart pounded and heat flooded her body at Rafe's closeness, Nikki didn't actually want to escape. She wanted him to carry out his suggestion.

In the next second, Rafe released her wrist, picked her up by the waist, and laid her top half down on the table. Nikki's sensitive b.r.e.a.s.t.s crushed against the hard surface. While the pressure against her nipples felt good, she would love it more if the hard surface was Rafe's chest.

Rafe merely stood behind her, caressing up and down her back. Each stroke shot straight between her legs, making her wetter.

Without thinking, she widened her legs in invitation. She was wearing a nights.h.i.+rt with no underwear. All Rafe had to do was take out his c.o.c.k and thrust.

Yet as each second pa.s.sed, she wondered if he would see his threat through. Maybe he was still too sore.

Just as she was about to turn her head and say something, Rafe's hard d.i.c.k brushed against her folds. Nikki cried out and Rafe murmured, ”Sometimes the antic.i.p.ation of something makes it that much better.”

She had a feeling his words held a double meaning, but in the next second, he plunged into her, and she forgot about everything else.

Rafe paused when he was inside Nikki's p.u.s.s.y to the hilt. The sight of her disheveled hair, her tossed-up nights.h.i.+rt, and her a.r.s.e sticking up from the table was one he wanted to remember for a long time to come.

Then the little minx wiggled. Gripping the back of her neck, he lightly squeezed. ”Someone's impatient.”

She did it again as she met his gaze with a smile. d.a.m.n, she was so f.u.c.king beautiful when she smiled.

”Rafe,” she said. ”Your grip on my neck is fairly pointless as I can slip away if I wanted to.” She circled her lower body and he bit back a groan. ”Are you ever going to carry out your promise to take me on this table?”

Running his hand from her neck to her shoulder, and then down her back, he stopped to squeeze her hip. He merely stared, wanting to catch Nikki off guard.

Just as she opened her mouth to say something else, he retreated and moved forward again. He repeated the process; this time, the table inched forward with his thrust.

”Rafe.”

As he moved his hips back and forth, increasing his pace, he murmured, ”Say my name again.”

She paused, and he moved even harder. Nikki groaned out, ”Rafe.”

Mine.

Taking hold of her hips, he angled her better and kept up his fast pace. Nikki's little moans and murmurs only made him more determined. He wanted to ruin her for all other men.

The sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the room and drove Rafe harder. The pressure was building at the base of his spine, but he clenched his jaw. This was their first time together since the end of the frenzy, and he wanted Nikki to come first.

Keeping her hips lifted with one hand, he moved the other to the front of her body. He lightly brushed her c.l.i.t before pressing firmly. Nikki screamed. As her p.u.s.s.y clenched and released his d.i.c.k, Rafe let go and came hard. Much like during the mate-claim frenzy, Nikki cried out again, and her spasms continued for nearly a minute.

When she'd wrung the last drop from his c.o.c.k, Rafe met Nikki's satisfied gaze. Her dark brown eyes did something to his heart.

He wanted to greet her every morning this way-a little work followed by delicious ”good morning” s.e.x.

The thought of him and Nikki having a routine sent a wave of longing through his body, and he wanted nothing more than to hold her close.

Pulling out, he gently lifted her off the table and hugged her against his chest.

He placed his hand over her heart. It beat rapidly, much like his own. Then, gingerly, he moved his hand to cover her lower belly to acknowledge their child.

Nikki tensed. Holding his breath, Rafe waited to see what his dragonwoman would do.

After a few seconds, she sighed and leaned her head against his shoulder. ”It still hasn't sunk in, you know. The whole being pregnant thing.”

”If you start feeling ill, I'll take care of you.”

She met his gaze. ”Rafe, I can take care of myself.”

”Of course you can. It's one of the things I admire about you. However, I'm not about to be an a.r.s.ehole and laugh as you vomit all over the toilet.”

He waited to see if she'd protest yet again. But she merely melted completely against his body. He kissed her forehead as she murmured, ”Leave it to you to take vomiting and turn it into something almost romantic.”

”It's more for my benefit than yours. We're sharing the bathroom, after all.”

She lightly slapped his arm wrapped around her middle. ”And there goes the romantic aspect.”

Chuckling, he nuzzled the side of her head. ”You're the one who doesn't want to be treated differently. I have to go to selfish reasons to keep up my end of the bargain.” He lowered his voice. ”But it's really all for you, Nikola Gray.”

”Okay, you being nice to me is a little weird.” Irritation flared, but before he could give a retort, Nikki continued, ”But, in a strange way, I like knowing you'll be there to help me.”

”Good. Because I need you to help me too. You're b.l.o.o.d.y brilliant with arranging things with your clan and together we'll sort out the Glenlough problem in no time.”

”I still can't believe you're keeping your word about all that. Dragon-s.h.i.+fter males can become quite Neanderthal when it comes to mates and babies.”

”So, are you saying human males are better?”

She frowned. ”Not exactly.”

He grinned. ”I think you are. I will have to lord that over the dragonmen at my first opportunity.”

Nikki stepped away and he let her. Putting a hand on her hip, she said, ”Do you want to get yourself killed? Because father of my child or not, I'm not going to stop them from clutching you in their talons in dragon form and dropping you into one of the lakes. If you hit a rock, it'll split your head in two.”

”But without me, you won't have anyone to champion you doing anything but sitting and growing a baby. Admit it, you need me alive.”

Sighing, she rolled her eyes. ”I guess you are more valuable to me alive than in a coma somewhere.”

Rather than reply, he reached out and pulled her to him. Tickling her side, she shrieked with laughter. ”Stop it, Rafe.”

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