Chapter 10
Jaceon
I woke up hard as a rock, pressed against her.
She was breathing softly. I wrapped my hand around her waist and breathed her in. She smelled like me, and under that was the smell of her slick, and the dragon flared up beneath my skin. My whole body ran hot.
She shifted against me. Then she turned to look at me.
“Are you ready for more sex?”
The way she said it made me flinch. I sat straight up and got off the nest. I did not know why it hit me like a blow.
She was playing her role. I had set out the terms of the arrangement, and she had agreed to them.
But the way she said it made me feel like a thing.
I had never in my life put sex together with feelings, and the fact that I was doing it now was its own problem.
I could not look at her. She must think I was weak, having to pay her.
I had plenty of sex in my life, but honestly, I couldn’t remember too much about it.
It had been a physical thing. I got what I needed, and I went about my business.
So, the fact that I was in here with my pride stinging because she saw me as an ATM was upsetting.
But I was the one who set the precedent.
I kept my back to her and moved things around.
I was pissed off, and her scent was loud as hell, and she needed to eat.
I had not been prepared for the fact that her needs would have this effect on me.
I had been in a panic when I saw the cuts on her feet, and not only had I been aroused when she went into heat, but I had been worried that her human body might not be able to handle it.
But she had opened her eyes and immediately got an attitude, offering me sex like I was just another chore to do.
Damn it, Jaceon, that’s what it’s supposed to be. You pay her, she stays and takes the edge off. That was the deal. But that’s not what was happening. When I looked at her, I felt things. I wanted to make sure she was comfortable and taken care of.
I walked over to the cave wall and kicked it
“Are you okay?” she asked.
I turned around to look at her. Her lips were full. Her eyes were sparkling. My dick got hard as a rock because it looked like she was glowing. Her nipples beaded as she looked at me, and I watched the way she stretched her body.
“You need to bathe, and then you need to eat.”
She looked down at herself.
“Do I stink?”
I sighed. I had stuck my foot in my mouth.
I didn’t want her to have any doubt or to question her position with me, but how did I tell this woman that she smelled delicious, that I wanted to lay her down, strip her naked, and bury my face between her knees for hours until she shattered?
But she had already treated me like someone who only wanted something from her.
“Come on. I will take you to the stream to bathe.”
She stood up and walked over to me.
I walked over, and my knees buckled. I put my hand out to brace myself against the wall. I took a deep breath and then turned around and picked her up.
“Damn, what happened?” she said. “Am I too heavy?”
“Kendra. You are covered in my scent. On top of that, you are dripping slick. This is not easy for me.”
“Yeah, well. When I asked if you wanted sex, you said no. You’re confusing me,” she said as she looked up at me, batting her eyes.
There was nothing I could say to that which would not dig the hole deeper, so I set her down, and I shifted into my dragon and flew her down to the spring.
The flight took a lot out of me. I was trying to focus, control my wings, but her being right there in my arms was distracting.
When we got to the stream, I immediately turned away from her.
I couldn’t trust myself to look. Instead, I looked out at the trees to make sure nothing out there was watching.
The thought of a male anywhere close to her right now filled my veins with rage.
“Jaceon,” she said, her voice low and sultry, but I didn’t turn around. I just kept looking away.
“Yeah, are you ok?” I asked, hoping that she hadn’t fallen again.
“I’m fine. You can turn around,” she said.
“No.”
“We’ve had sex.”
“I know.”
“You’ve seen everything.”
“I know.”
“So why won’t you look at me?”
The water splashed. Her scent was getting louder. She was getting out. She put her hand on my shoulder.
“Help me wash my back,” she said.
I stood up and turned around. I watched as she walked back into the water. I pulled off my pants. I walked into the water.
I stopped in front of her, put my hands on her shoulders, and poured the water down her back.
She turned and leaned into me. “My hair too.”
The growl came up out of my chest before I could catch it. I gathered her hair and ran the water through it, and my knuckles caught the back of her neck, and it went through me hard enough to shake me.
I was hard against her, and she had to feel it. She turned around and looked up at me, and I knew the look. She had known what she was doing since she stood up out of that water.
She put her arms around my neck. I had her up out of the water before I decided to. Her legs came around me, and I put her back against the rock.
“You did that on purpose,” I said against her throat.
“Yes.”
I bit down on her shoulder as I pushed in.
She was tight around me, and I pulled back and drove in, and the water broke apart around us. One hand on the rock behind her, the other on her hip.
“Harder,” she said.
I gave her all of it.
The knot started to build, stretching her wider. She took it.
I kissed her.
“Mine,” I said.
It came out lower than my own voice, torn up, and the dragon was right there behind my eyes.