{"id":256164,"date":"2026-07-13T14:33:47","date_gmt":"2026-07-13T11:33:47","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/claimed-by-fire-kimber-white\/"},"modified":"2026-07-13T14:33:47","modified_gmt":"2026-07-13T11:33:47","slug":"claimed-by-fire-kimber-white","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/claimed-by-fire-kimber-white\/","title":{"rendered":"Claimed By Fire – Kimber White"},"content":{"rendered":"
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\u201cGood God, you\u2019re beautiful. Are you real? Am I dreaming?\u201d He was the dragon and yet he asked me that. I reached for him, gently circling my fingers around his cock. He was so big, so thick. But, I knew he would fit me perfectly. I knew I was born for him. \u201cPlease,\u201d I begged. Oh, yes, I\u2019d do that too and so much more.<\/p>\n

Loch crawled forward, hovering over the length of me, he kept his weight on his elbows. I stroked him. Loch\u2019s eyes rolled back. He wasn\u2019t the only one who knew how to tease. \u201cI don\u2019t want to hurt you,\u201d he said. His skin began to glow. His fire rose.<\/p>\n

Something clicked in my heart. I was the lock. He was the key. We fit together. \u201cYou won\u2019t,\u201d I said, knowing to the marrow of my bones it was true. Whatever fire he brought, it would never hurt me. \u201cI need you,\u201d I said. \u201cNow.\u201d Loch started to thrust in my hand. His skin went from deepest tan to brightest gold.<\/p>\n

His eyes snapped open. It was like staring into twin suns. His dragon came just to the surface. Sparks skittered across the ground. My own heat grew. I felt my lips open for him, beckoning him forward. I drew my legs up, circling them around his waist. I pulled him to me, guiding him toward my slick opening. Loch kissed me hard and deep as he slipped inside me.<\/p>\n

My eyes snapped open and I caught my breath as he pressed deeper. I felt split open, but in the best way. He was so deep inside me. He hesitated for a fraction of a second as he felt that tiny band of resistance and then he knew. It was him. It was only him.<\/p>\n

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author\u2019s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. For all the latest on my new releases and exclusive content, sign up for my newsletter. http:\/\/bit.ly\/241WcfX 1kitap1.com\/en CONTENTS Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Chapter 23 Chapter 24 Chapter 25 Epilogue Up Next from Kimber White About the Author Books by Kimber White 1kitap1.com\/en I C H A P T E R O N E Loch Blackfoot, Yukon t was him.<\/p>\n

It had to be him. My dragon stirred as he came into view. Tall, confident, with a ready smile for everyone he passed on the street. He wore faded blue jeans and a red and black checkered shirt. Easy. Casual. But still, I sensed the predatory nature of his gait.<\/p>\n

I slipped my phone out of my pocket and slid it open. My mother, Avelina, had sent a picture of him, but I didn\u2019t need it. I could smell a tiger a mile away. But, it was him, all right. Tanned skin. Blond hair with just a touch of silver at the temples. Big. Broad like a linebacker.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou can\u2019t leave anything to chance,\u201d she\u2019d said. \u201cIt\u2019s too important. Not even your brothers know. They can\u2019t. Not this time.\u201d The echo of her words stabbed through me. Her pain came with them. She let herself be vulnerable to me. In my three hundred and seven years of life, she rarely did.<\/p>\n

There had been such desperation in her voice. Tears spilled down her cheeks and she could barely breathe. I\u2019d never seen her like this.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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