Her Mad Dragon (Dragon Guard Series Book 15) (17 page)

Solomon put his hand on each
of their backs and just to them said, “Turn to your guests.” Then for all to
hear, he said, “With the blessing of the Universe, the Goddess of All, and all
other benevolent deities present, I also give my blessing and with all the love
of the ages am happy to announce these two bound forever and for all eternity,
one in love, one in life, one in heart, and one in soul.”

As the crowd clapped, her
godfather whispered, “Maddox, kiss your mate like you mean it.”

Chapter Fourteen

Solomon’s words had barely been spoken before Maddox slammed
his lips to Calysta’s. It was finally over. They were mated in front of his
people, her people, the Universe, the Goddess, and everyone else who cared to
be present. There was
no one
who could ever tear them apart and if
anyone tried, well…he’d kill them…it was just that simple.

She immediately opened to him, mind, body, and soul. He
could feel her passion rising to meet his and simply could not wait to once
again consummate their union. Lifting her feet off the ground, he turned to
race away when her giggle held him in place. Pulling her lips from his, she let
her forehead fall forward and whispered, “Their watching.” She gave a tiny nod
to the right.

“Don’t care,” he grumbled, finishing his turn and taking a
step towards the back exit of the garden.

Chuckling out loud, Calysta gave a little push against his
chest. “Put me down. We have to thank everyone for coming and we have a
reception Kyra and the girls worked very hard to put together.”

“Still don’t care,” he protested, sure he could have her back
to their house and out of her gown in less than five minutes.

Looking at him with puppy dog eyes, his little witch
resorted to pure unadulterated pouting and curled her bottom lip just a bit
before batting her beautiful green eyes at him and pleading, “Please, Maddy.”

Shaking his head, he sighed and let her slide down his body
until her feet touched the ground. “Not fair, Callie, not fair at all.” He
rolled his eyes and harrumphed under his breath.

Grabbing his hand, she turned them both towards the still
clapping audience and raised her free hand to quiet them down. When they’d all
but stopped, she announced, “Reception at the Grand Hall. Open bar, dancing,
and lots of food. See you there.”

Maddox growled as Kayne swooped in, kissed his mate on the
cheek, and grinned, “Congratulations you two and Calysta, you had me at open
bar.”

His little witch chuckled, kissed the demi god on the cheek,
and thanked him before looking up at Maddox and smiling, “Shall we go,
mo
maite
?”

The look of pure love and happiness in her eyes and the
undying devotion he felt flooding their bond made it absolutely impossible for
him to deny his mate anything and he told her so. “Anything for you,
grá mo
shaol.”

Squeezing his hand, she smiled that amazing smile he knew
was just for him and whispered, “Thank
mo Dragon
,
Is brae liom tú an
méid sin
.”

“And I you,
mo sorceress beag
.”

The reception went on until the first rays of daybreak were
lighting the sky and Maddox had had enough. He’d been as nice as he could be.
Had let every one of his brethren and Max dance with his mate
without
ripping their arms off. Had smiled when it was appropriate, made small talk,
and even carried on a five-minute conversation with Agatha, who was a complete
and total bitch. Enough was enough; he wanted Calysta all to himself and he was
going to make it happen.

Stalking across the dance floor, the mad dragon was so
focused on his little witch that he almost ran right into Solomon, who’d
appeared from out of nowhere holding two shots of Macallan and wearing a shit-eating
grin.

“Whoa, there, what’s your hurry?” Solomon chuckled then
winked and followed Maddox’ eye line before barking out a laugh. “Oh, I see.” 

“Sorry about that,” Maddox apologized but still kept his
eyes on Calysta.

“No need to be sorry. I just wanted to share a drink and
give you the ‘fatherly talk’.” The older witch laughed while handing the mad
dragon a shot then tipping his glass to Maddox’s and saying, “To you and my
Calysta,” before downing his drink.

The mad dragon said, “Thank you,” and followed suit.

Nodding, Solomon leaned closer and grinned. “Take care of my
girl. She and Della are the closest I’ll ever have to daughters. Callie’s been
through a lot throughout the years but I can see how much she loves you and
more importantly, how much you love her.” He held out his hand and they shook
then the older witch leveled his gaze and in a low voice asserted, “But if you
ever hurt her, I can and will make you disappear.”

Thinking that he had no doubt Solomon was the one man in all
the world who could follow through on his threats, Maddox couldn’t help but
laugh as he assured his mate’s godfather, “I take my vows very seriously. When
I said I would die for her, I meant it. Without thought, without reservation,
without hesitation, I will protect her with all that I am, even from myself.”

Smiling the first smile, aside from when he was officiating
the ceremony, that reached his eyes, Solomon patted Maddox on the back and
said, “Live well,
mo charra
, live well. Now, go get that mate of yours
and get out of here.”

“Thank you, Solomon, and come back to see us anytime.”

As he walked away, Maddox was shocked at his own words but
realized he meant them. He liked Calysta’s godfather and wouldn’t mind getting
to know him better. Slipping behind his little witch as she spoke to Audrey,
Kyra, and Della, the mad dragon slid his arms around her waist, pulled her to
him, leaned down, and with a breathy whisper avowed, “I’m kidnapping you and
there is nothing you or anyone in the place can do to stop me.”

She leaned her head back against his shoulder. Her hand
grabbed his where it rested on her waist. He smiled at the goose bumps that
rose on her arms and the hitch in breathing when she said, “No sweeter words
were ever spoken.”

Placing a butterfly kiss behind her ear, he lifted her into
his arms, turned on his heel, and headed for the door. Laughter rose behind
him, but the mad dragon really could not have cared less. As he reached the
huge double doors that had been open all evening, he had to smile as Kayne hollered,
“Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”

“Shut up, Kayne,” was his answering response and he sped
away, using his enhanced speed.

Arriving at their front door, Maddox was in such a hurry he
almost tore the knob off the door as he fumbled to get it open. Finally inside,
he kicked the door shut, set Calysta’s feet on the floor, pulled her to him,
and looked at the woman who made his life complete.

Drawing on his tremendous strength of will, he fought
against both his beast and himself to at least start with a slow passionate
kiss. Lowering his lips to hers, he tasted first one corner and then the other
of her luscious lips before tenderly kissing her perfect little cupid’s bow.
The longer their lips met the more their passion rose. It became impossible not
to taste all of her mouth, not to slide his tongue along hers and sip at the
fount of her desire.

Calysta’s enticing moans and sweet gasps fed his excitement.
Her hands slid under his jacket, pushing the heavy material off his body and
onto the floor. Her nails scratched at his chest and shoulders through the thin
cotton of his shirt, igniting a fire only the feel of being buried deep inside
the one made for him by the Universe could satisfy.

His hands found the pearl pull at the top of her zipper.
Sliding the smooth gems downs her back with one hand, he slipped his other
under the material. Sparks exploded between them as flesh met flesh. Needing to
feel all of her body against his, his now free hand joined the other in pulling
the thin straps of her off-white silk gown off her shoulders and down her
wonderfully curvaceous body.

Kneeling in front of her, the mad dragon looked up at his
spectacular mate. Calysta was everything any man could ever want and thank the
Heavens, she was all his. He loved that she stood before him topless and
confident. The gleam in her eyes said she knew he found her attractive and that
the feeling was more than mutual.

Gently massaging up her well-toned legs in pursuit of
ridding her of the one slip of fabric keeping him from worshipping her naked
body as the Goddess had intended, Maddox watched the passion fill her eyes. His
fingers paid special attention to the tops of her thighs, teasing along the
lace of her panties, reveling in the heat and succulent aroma pouring from her
center.

Slipping his hands under the silk at her hips, he slowly
slid her panties down her legs, following the soft white silk down her legs
with soft kisses and just the tip of his tongue. Lifting first one foot and
then the other to remove the offending material, he kissed the tops of both her
feet before beginning his journey back up her body to what enticed him the
most.

The higher he climbed, the more Calysta tried to push her
thighs together, but the mad dragon was having none of it. Holding her legs where
they were, he kissed the tops of her knees and then moved around to the backs.
She trembled as he lavished her tender skin with his lips and tongue. Her
fingers dove into his hair as she mewled, “Oh, Maddy, oh my Goddess, I love
you.”

Smiling against her skin, he answered directly into her mind
as to not stop his seduction, “
And I love you
, mo chroí.”

Moving to the tops of her thighs, he looked up into her
heavily-lidded eyes. He loved the effect he had on his little witch. Couldn’t
help but smile as she fought to catch her breath and moaned his name like a
mantra of love between them.

Moisture coated his fingertips as he slipped them between
her thighs, the proof of her desire flowing freely from her center. The need to
taste her, to take her in and have her take him, was overwhelming. Sliding her
legs farther apart, he licked up the inside of one thigh and then the other. He
held tight to her legs as the intense feelings he invoked within his little
witch caused her to try to squeeze them together again and again.

Blowing small puffs of air against the wet curls that
covered her mound as just the tip of his finger teased her outer lips,
Calysta’s nails scratched against his scalp as she pulled his hair and
whimpered, “Oh…oh, oh, Maddy, please, please…you’re…you’re making…”

Her words evaporated in a wail of pleasure as he pushed
first his middle and then his ring finger deep into the warmth of her desire.
The contractions of her excitement pulled his fingers farther into her depth.
Proof of her arousal flowed freely, wetting his palm as he worked his fingers
in and out of his beautiful mate.

Her head thrashed from side to side, rubbing against the
wall. His free hand, laid upon the sweet softness of her stomach, was all that
kept her standing as her body trembled under his loving touch. Calysta panted
and cried out, “Maddox, please…please…I need you…” He loved the sounds of her
passion, sought to wring every last ounce of it from her as he crooked his
fingers in a come hither motion and teased the bundle of sensitive nerves deep
within her at the same time his thumb and forefinger gently squeezed her
swollen nub.

Calysta was lost to her orgasm. Screams of passion filled
the hallway as Maddox continued to hold her up while working his fingers in and
out of her. Her climax went on and on. The sweet scent of night blooming
jasmine and sage filled his senses until the mad dragon could hardly control
himself.

Watching her expressive face, Maddox knew the moment she’d
floated back to earth and without preamble, growled, “And now I shall have
mine,” and in one fluid motion slid her legs over his shoulders, placed his
hands on her hips, and began to feast.

One sip of her nectar and he was gone. He drove his tongue
as far into his mate as he could go. He lavished the special bundle of nerves
at the top of her channel with the tip of his tongue just as he had his fingers
and held on tight as Calysta bore down, rocking back and forth, driving his
tongue even deeper.

Their rhythm was frantic. He tasted all of her. The warm
sweetness of her arousal flowed down his throat. His dragon roared. Nothing had
ever felt so right, so wonderful, so complete in all of his very long life.

The walls of her vagina contracted with more force and
speed. Her juices flowed more freely, wetting his chin and dripping onto his
shirt but still he fed, still he drove his mate to completion, needing to feel
her come into his mouth.

Calysta howled as his frenzied tongue flew in and out of
her. Her wails were unintelligible except for his name. Her hands were once
again in his hair. She pulled and tugged until he was sure he was bald and
decided it was too perfect a moment to care.

She sat on the edge, he could feel the force of her orgasm
gaining momentum. Feel her need to surrender to the pleasure but not able to
let go and fall into the abyss of insurmountable pleasure. Thrusting his tongue
into her as deep as he could go then immediately pulling it out, the mad dragon
gently bit down on Calysta’s swollen nub and held on as she came with such
force it was a miracle they weren’t both on the floor.

   Driving his tongue back into her, he licked and sucked
and teased, making his little witch come over and over until she was begging,
“Please…please…Maddy…mercy.”

But there was none to be had. The mad dragon needed his
mate. He needed to be buried deep within her. Needed to feel her coming around
his erection. Needed to be one with the light of his soul. Pulling his tongue
out of her, he let her limp legs slide down his arms then stood. He marveled at
the sight of his little witch gasping for air with lust soaked eyes and her
bottom lip red from where she’d bitten it from the sheer passion of their love.

Slamming his lips to hers, he used his enhanced reflexes to
strip out of his clothes. Throwing them about, the garments joined Calysta’s on
the floor where they could burn for all he cared. He pulled his lips from hers
with a gasp, lifted her into his arms, and climbed the stairs to their bedroom.