Page 42 of A Dragon's Curse


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“Heis more patient than you seem to think.” At least, I hoped so. Two hard-ons with no relief in a matter of hours wasn’t ideal.

“What if I’m not?” Her mouth downturned, and she squeezed harder around me.

I pushed her shirt over her head. “You’re going to have to figure that out on your own. I’m not fucking you out here.”

She snorted and pulled the clothing from her face. “You sort of just did.”

“And if I let you touch me anymore, I’m going to reallydid.” I gripped her chin. “I’d prefer you to beallmine when I claim you. Do you understand?”

She leaned into my touch and released my cock from her grip. “I do. I don’t like it, but I do.”

My hand smacked over her still-wet ass. “Good. Now, let’s get you into some fresh clothes.”

She wiggled out of my hold and stood on a rock next to us, using my shirt to dry off the rest of her body as well as she could. I handed her underwear and jeans over, and she shivered. “These clothes aren’t near as warm as you are.”

I smiled and nodded, fighting through the desire to strip her naked again. “They will be in a few minutes.”

While she finished dressing, I did the same minus my shirt that she was now using to wring the water from her long hair.

“I hope you didn’t need this.” She dangled the black material between us once she was done.

“I have more back in the caves.”

She raised a brow. “More black shirts? I’m pretty sure that’s all I’ve ever seen you wear.”

“Makes getting dressed every day easy. Though, I think I have a grey one somewhere.”

She brushed past me. “You’re such a guy.”

My hand found her ass again. “And now you match me.”

Her eyes cast down, and she groaned. “I do. Please tell me that not all dragons wear black.”

I wanted to lie and say yes just to mess with her, but I couldn’t keep a straight face. “No. We’ll get you something different once we’re back.”

She frowned. “I don’t want to take anything from the others. Maybe I can have Beatrix help us bring other stuff back that we need here and couldn’t get earlier.”

That was something I should have thought of. I was touched that Dawsyn had.

She might have run from her pack, but she cared about people much more than she let on.

“That would be really appreciated, as long as your family doesn’t want to kill me any longer,” I said as we started walking back toward the cave.

Her fingers wrapped around my arm, and she leaned her head against my shoulder. “They’re smart enough not to piss me offthatmuch.”

I wasn’t sure what that meant, but I had a feeling one day I would find out.

We got back to the tunnels, and I headed for the space I’d claimed as mine first so I could get a shirt. My blood might have run hot, but that didn’t mean I didn’t want to be clothed most of the time.

“Clearly, you’re not fucking anything here,” Dawsyn muttered, likely not approving of the sheets for walls and blankets subbing as a mattress.

“No, definitely not here,” I said with a chuckle.

Her eyes met mine and she shrugged. “Didn’t mean to say that out loud, but at least we’re on the same page.”

With a shake of my head, I reached into my bag, grabbed a new—also black—shirt, and slipped it over my head. “Let’s go find Lykem. We’ll see if they intend to send anyone out to check on the fires.”

Dawsyn rubbed her hands over her face. “I completely forgot about that.”

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