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I roll my eyes. She’s such a damn drama queen.There’s more to life than a mate, dragon, I growl under my breath.
“Are you talking to yourself?” Saar stands in front of me, his hands on his slim hips, his icy blue gaze locked on me like he can’t look away.
Neither can I. And the way his jeans fit his hips has my whole body heating up like when I flame out. Every damn muscle in his thick thighs are right there where I can see them, rippling like water with the wind. I can’t look away and he smirks when he notices that my eyes are fixed on the bulge between his thighs.
“Are you sure you need time to get to know me, little mate? It seems like you’re looking for a good, hard fucking the way you’re staring at me.”
I jerk myself up short, my cheeks flaming as red as my damn hair. “Have you lost your mind?” I gasp, my hand lifting to my throat. “Th-th…I mean, you can’t say things like that to me.”
He shrugs broad shoulders and once again I get caught in some kind of tractor beam staring at his muscles. The bunch and flex of his rounded shoulders fascinates me. Like somehow if I stare hard enough I’ll be able to see through all his clothes and right down to the skin of this man who is my future.
“I keep forgetting how young you are, little dragon. It’s hard for me to temper the want I have for you. As a shifter, I figured you would be more open to straight talk than a human would. That’s on me. The age gap could be more of a problem than I thought it would be. Your lack of maturity didn’t concern me before.” His frown hurts something in me all the way down to my bones. My dragon hides its snout under her huge, leathery red wing.
You’re going to mess things up with our mate? What is wrong with you? You are a shifter and we’re not obsessed with nakedness. We’re not subtle, shy creatures.She scoffs, her anger rippling over my skin like a heatwave.
He grins mischievously and I swear to god, it makes him look years younger, like a naughty little boy with his hand caught in the cookie jar. “Your dragon doesn’t seem to like the way you’re acting. She doesn’t seem to have a problem with sex.”
I jerk up and stare at him, eyes wide. “You can hear our conversations?” I ask. I’ve never heard of any shifter couple whether they’re with a human or another supernatural being able to hear the animal’s thoughts.
He nods his silver head, eying me cautiously. “Yes, I can. I’m not sure why. I don’t think I’ve ever heard of that particular gift either. But I hear your dragon clear as a bell in my head. I can see her as well. She’s very beautiful. Glorious, even. A creature born of fire like the color of your hair.”
His blue eyes heat as he stares at the long, flowing red of my hair. I have a sudden longing to cross to him and let him touch me, sink his big, rough hands deep into my hair and control me. Take me and make me his.
Blue flames seem to shoot out of his eyes as he stares at me. I’m hypnotized by all that carnal heat surging. His big body tightens up, the muscles locked in some kind of internal struggle.
My inner dragon preens like the little hussy she is. She wants me to drag him to a bed and claim him. Tear into him like a crazy thing that can’t get enough of him. Bite him, lick him and cover him with our scent.
“Damn,” he hisses. “I can see the wild in your gorgeous green eyes. See that golden flash of your dragon just there, waiting to break out.”
“You’re not scared?” I ask him.
He throws his head back and laughs. “Little one, you’re powerful but I’m more powerful than you on my worst day. I’ve been a reigning warlock since I was twenty years old.”
I cock my head, my hair sliding across my shoulder and his eyes follow it like the movement is magnetic. His hand reaches out and slides a curl through his fingers, rubbing it lightly between them.
“What does that mean?” I ask breathlessly. My heart is tap-tapping out a crazy rhythm. It feels like I’m on fire and he’s the only necessity to save me.
“It means, dragon, that I could destroy any damn thing I want if I was so inclined.” My heart turns over in my chest when he moves closer and his nose runs up and down my slender throat. He growls into my sensitized skin and my heart jumps in my chest.
“So why don’t you do this thing you say you need me for alone? If you’re so strong,” I groan as his teeth close around the pulse in my throat, sucking gently.
“The prophecy includes you.”
“Me specifically? Maybe any dragon will do.”
He shakes his silver head and his lips slip on my skin. That out of control feeling I felt earlier comes to life inside my chest again. My dragon practically pants when his fingers come up and tangle in my hair, tilting my head to the side so his lips can claim the delicate skin on my throat, nibbling at it like a snack.
“No other dragon will do. It has to be you. You’re mine, little fiery one. You and only you.”
The jerk in my gut when he says that should scare the hell out of me. But it doesn’t. I want this. I should never have said I needed time. I don’t need anything but him.
I sob out a strangled sound when his lips slide down further, slipping between my tits and nuzzling my low-cut t-shirt to the side, raking his teeth over my skin right over my heart.
My hands tangle wildly in his silky hair, tugging at it until he gasps. He doesn’t bother lifting his head though. Just nuzzles closer and growls as harshly as my dragon as he sucks, licks and nibbles desperately at my breast.
My head falls back, my hands tangling and tugging at him until he lifts his head. His blue eyes are practically lost to the black of his pupils, hooded and slumberous with desire.
“Tell me you want me now, dragon. Let me take you and I’ll make sure that you never regret it. I’ll give you so much pleasure that you’ll never forget who you belong to.”
