15. Chapter 15 - Chayce
Chapter 15 - Chayce
F orget about me, Sheriff. I won’t be in town any longer than necessary.
That phrase has been on repeat in my head since Regina walked away from me in the store.
When she left, tossing those words over her shoulder at me, it took everything I had to keep my dragon contained. The spitfire has no idea she is dealing with a predator. If she did, she wouldn’t have turned her back on me.
Someone knew what they were doing, that mass of red hair serves as a warning label. Thoughts of getting my hands tangled in her locks has my chest warming.
Regina’s dark green eyes remind me of the color of grass. The slight smattering of freckles across the bridge of her nose and the apples of her cheeks make me wonder where else she might have them.
Blood rushes to my cock at the thought of using my tongue to play connect the dots with the freckles covering Regina’s body. The set of tits she has are something spectacular and I would love to get my hands on them.
Tossing the blankets off my body, my hand grips my achingly hard cock. Grabbing the bottle of lube from the nightstand, the snick of the lid fills the air as I pop it open. Dribbling a small dollop over the head of my cock, my breath hisses at the frigid liquid.
The coldness quickly fades as my hand coats my dick, making it easier to slide up and down my shaft.
Images of Regina float through my mind. Picturing her on her knees before me, my dick gliding between her plump lips. Using a fist full of hair, I control her movements. Drool drips from her chin as I forecast as much of my length down her throat, causing her to gag.
It isn’t long before my orgasm hits. My cum paints my stomach and covers my hand. Lying here, my motions still as I catch my breath. Something about this woman is bothering me.
Shaking off the thought and rising to my feet, I start the shower to clean myself up. Once the water is hot, I step under the spray. Soaping myself up, more images of Regina flood my mind. Having her in the shower with me, her luscious globes soaped up under my hands as I play with her hard nipples. Already, my cock is throbbing again. Soaping my hand, I tug hard, chasing another release. Wanting to slide into Regina’s body and watching her tits bounce with each thrust has me coming quickly, covering the shower wall.
Resting my forehead on the chilly tile helps cool me off some.
In the back of my mind, my dragon rises. His irritation is evident as he paces back and forth, smoke billowing from his nose. My chest heats. I learned not to ignore him long ago when he gets like this.
“Mine.”
My head rears back, trying to understand what he is talking about.
“Mine…mate!”
Regina? Regina Chaney is my mate?
You have got to be kidding me.
Taking twice as long as necessary to get myself—and my dragon—under control, I finally step from the shower. The overwhelming need to hunt and mate Regina rides me hard. This is going to be a long day.