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My heart flipped in my chest as he brushed his thumb across my cheek. “I can’t pretend to know what we’re supposed to do now. You’re my first everything, Sia. I’m learning as we go.” He leaned in to press his lips to my forehead, making my toes curl in my boots. “I’ll probably fuck up more than once, knowing me.”

I couldn’t help but laugh, enjoying the quick way he lifted the feelings that weighed on my shoulders as heavily as gravity. I took another shaky breath and brought my hand up to rest on top of his, leaning into it as he glanced back down at me.

His lips curved into a soft smile at my touch and I melted. He was invested in this and finally opening up to the possibility of us after rejecting it multiple times. I couldn’t run from him because of the fear that set my nervous system on fire.

I owed him the same chance.

I owedusthe chance.

“Yeah, you definitely will,” I agreed, smiling back at him. “I, on the other hand, will be extraordinarily perfect.”

His lips thinned as he glowered at me. A vibration spread from his chest into mine and I smirked.

“What, dragon boy?”

“You make me want to do dirty, unspeakable things to your mouth nearly every time you open it. It’s incredibly trying to hold myself back.”

I pressed up onto my tip toes, throwing my arms around his neck, and his hand settled back around my waist. Teasing his lips with my own, I whispered against them, “Then we better break this curse so we can get back home and put that to the test.”

Home?

His question was full of tentative hope, and my chest exploded with warmth. I hadn’t realized I’d even made the connection that I’d accepted the dragon’s territory as my new home until the words had come from my mouth.

Home.

You are so fucking mine.

His lips crashed against mine and I greedily opened up for him, sweeping my tongue against his as my eyes closed again. The ball of warmth in my chest expanded until my entire body felt positively on fire. It was criminal, the way he lit me up with such ease.

Just as his hand dropped onto my ass, a blast of warm air sent my hair flying forward. I jumped back, whirling to see Kaida staring at me, and despite him lacking an iris, I swear there was an accusation in his eyes.

My dragon was jealous of my other dragon.

How had this become my life?

I leaned back as Theo’s hand gripped my waist, drawing me back into him. His lips came down to rest against the shell of my ear and I shivered as his breath tickled me.

“We need to set some boundaries with our child. He’s really becoming a cock-block.”

Chapter Twenty-Seven

THEO

“Great job, buddy!”Sia called out to the smaller dragon, whom I’d somehow been convinced to allow myself to be tied to with a rope.

I swore this was her version of long-term payback for tying her to me on that horse. She could tell me she was over it all she wanted, but I knew my girl could hold silent grudges. I’d be hearing about how I almost killed her the first day we met until we actually did die.

Not only had Kaida ridden on my back for a majority of the trip, but I also had to slow down every time Sia asked me to, to allow him to stretch his wings and fly. I was merely a resting zone and guide for the little shit.

That was a stretch of the truth. I suppose I didn’thaveto do anything, but ever since I’d stopped fighting this draw to my wench yesterday, I found myself filled with this consuming need to ensure she was satisfied and fulfilled—my pride be damned. I didn’t want to give her a single reason to walk away from this now that I’d had a taste of her.

I craned my head around to watch him out of one eye, finding him gliding and doing small barrel rolls like I’d taught him in the caves. The end of the rope being tied around his ankle allowedhim far too much freedom in my opinion, but after trying to compromise with my wife, we’d ended up doing exactly what she wanted anyways.

Is this what marriage truly looked like?

Pride and annoyance warred for the main slot in my brain as her energy remained focused on Kaida. To say I had been struggling with jealousy since finding her in the quickening with the small dragon would be an understatement.

Light spilled through a break in the clouds, illuminating the pinkness that bloomed on her cheeks anytime she grew cold. Her lips turned up at the corners as she smiled and clapped for the small blue dragon showing off for her. A brightness had appeared within her eyes when she’d bonded to him, to which I was grateful. At the same time, I was insecure of how a bond between us would make her feel if we were lucky enough to establish one.