Chapter 30 #2
I stalked towards her, slow and deliberate, raking my eyes over her body.
Her breathing hitched, and her nipples pebbled in the cool air, begging me to take them in my mouth.
My hand shot out and wrapped around her waist, tugging her forward until she stumbled into me with a tremor of anticipation.
Her bare skin pressed against me, and I held her there, letting her feel my cock pressing at her through my pants.
“Do you feel what you do to me?” I demanded, and she nodded, her throat bobbing, staring at me through wide eyes that fucking undid me. I ducked my mouth to her lips, letting my voice drop to a throaty whisper that made her breath catch.
“I read one of those books you love, my Dhoca. It’s too late to play the innocent with me.”
She made to pull back, but I held her fast with a low rumble. “Do you remember what I said to you before, love?”
She shook her head mutely, and I took hold of her chin, tilting her head back and forcing her to meet my eye as I repeated my words from last time we’d been here together. “Never let anyone make you ashamed of what you enjoy reading.”
She reached up, her breasts pressing into my chest, and ran her hand along the ridge of my jaw. I rumbled low in my chest, savoring her touch.
“In fact,” I continued, “I’m going to enjoy it with you…while you read aloud to me.”
Her hand froze against me, and her eyes grew impossibly wide. She shook her head and I nodded mine, my nostrils flaring as I scented her arousal.
“Go and choose a book.”
“Rook, I…”
I softened my touch and hardened my voice. “Now, Dhoca.”
It was time my little mate learned that dragons didn’t second guess themselves.
We liked what we liked, and the rest of the world could get fucked.
And anyone who tried to judge us would burn in their idiocy—and our flames.
It was time for Kaylee to embrace every part of herself, and fuck if I wasn’t hard at the mere thought of it.
Kaylee reached the shelves, then darted a look back at me. I arched a brow and inclined my head to the books, and she got the message, trailing her fingers along the spines as she made her selection.
I glanced at the cover of the book she brought back without comment, then scooped her up and tossed her over my shoulder.
She squealed in surprise and I spanked her ass lightly, savoring the feel of her bare flesh against mine, and if the noise she made was anything to go by, she felt the same.
I carried her to the reading area with its new couch, which I’d chosen to be big enough for us to do everything I had in mind, and more.
I tossed her only it, then fell to my knees between her legs. Her mouth popped open as she stared down at me, and I looked forward to feeling her lips around me later. But right now, I wanted to put them to a different use.
“Read,” I said, my rough voice halfway between a demand and a plea.
She opened the book to the first page, and I shook my head. “Nice try, little one. But that’s not the page you’re reading today.”
Blushing, she flipped through the book, and started reading.
“His…cock jutted against me…” she trailed off and I kissed her inner thigh.
“Good girl,” I murmured against her flesh, rubbing my thumb along her leg in encouragement.
“…and he sucked my bottom lip into his mouth…”
I kissed a little higher, working my way up her thigh.
“…nibbling it in a way that sent arousal burning through me.”
She stopped, and I flashed a wicked look up at her. “Did I tell you to stop, Dhoca?”
She shook her head.
“Then keep reading. It’s time to find out if you have any of that stamina you were so glib about.”
Her eyes flicked back to the book. “He sucked one of my nipples into his mouth—”
I reached up to thumb one of her nipples—my mouth being otherwise engaged—and her breath stuttered before she continued,
“—and the breath rushed out of me in a ragged gasp.”
I flicked my tongue across her clit and she let out a gasp of her own. My lips curved into a smile against her puckered skin as my ears drank in the sound. My mate’s voice was breathy as she tried to focus on the book.
“He cupped my ass with his hands, backing me up until I was pressed against one of the broad oak trees.”
“Hm. No trees here, Dhoca,” I said with a mischievous grin, then slid my hands under her and plucked her from the couch.
She yelped in surprise but clung to me, the book clutched tight in her fingers as I spun her, pressing her back to the wall beside the fireplace, my lips hovering just an inch from hers.
I tasted them just briefly, then kissed the hollow of her throat, feeling her sharp intake of breath.
But when I made to close my mouth over one of her glorious breasts, she smirked and lifted the book.
“He sank to his knees in front of me,” she read, and with a groan that was halfway between tortured and triumphant, I sank to my knees.
“I felt his hot breath between my legs. My breathing hitched, and as his tongue flicked across my clit—”
Her words stuttered to a halt as I closed my mouth over her, tasting and teasing with teeth and tongue.
“Rook…” she gasped, arching her back against the wall. Mouth still pressed to her pussy lips, I tutted, letting her feel it, and rewarded with another breathy gasp.
“Now, now, Dhoca,” I said, looking up at her beautifully flushed face. “I wasn’t there when that book was written, but I’m pretty sure the author didn’t write my name.”
“Please,” she whispered, pressing herself to me, and I nipped her inner thigh in reprimand.
“Earn it, fierce mate,” I urged her, swirling my tongue just a little out of reach of where she wanted it. With a frustrated groan, she forced her dilated eyes back to the page.
“‘Don’t stop,’ I gasped,” she said around her own gasp, “and he pushed his way back between my legs, licking and sucking greedily.”
I chuckled. “Reckon you’re reading selectively there, Dhoca.”
But slave to her that I was, I dove back into her decadent pussy, worshipping her clit with my tongue until her legs started to tremble, but still, valiantly, she read. She tore her eyes from the page to meet mine as she read the next words.
“My alpha. My mate. Mine.”
“Mine,” I echoed her words, my voice thick with a hunger only she could sate as I pinned her to the wall. My fingers slid into her, pumping fast, her walls clenching tight around me. Her gasps spurred me on, tongue circling her clit with ruthless precision, fingers thrusting deep.
“That’s it, my Dhoca—let go,” I commanded, and she did, shattering with a scream that shook the shelves and my whole fucking world.
Her climax coated my lips, her body quaking as I worshipped every last tremor.
“Perfect,” I purred, rising to cradle my trembling mate, her book forgotten on the floor. “You’re fucking perfect, Kaylee.”