Page 27 of The Dragon's Rose


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I want to take and take, peel back every damn layer he’s hiding from me.

So I take.

Like a dog in heat, I begin to rub myself against his leg, needing to feel friction between my thighs.

“Fuck, wife. You’re a wanton thing, aren’t you?” he groans, nudging his leg harder against me and I moan out. I desperately seek the pressure my clit so eagerly wants.

“Maybe you shouldn’t have ignored me and I wouldn’t be this way.”

“No, I quite like you like this,” he purrs, running his hands up my sides, stopping just underneath my breasts.

More. More. More.

“Please,” I beg, but I’m not entirely sure what I beg for.

“What is it you need, My Queen?”

You. To stop. To continue. To…

My racing thoughts soon cut off as he rubs his knee harder against me. “Fuck…”

“Well, I should say,” a new voice speaks up and I scream, jumping away from Malix as if he burned me.

We both turn to see who the voice belongs to, and my face burns when I see Mina—just Mina, thankfully—smirking at me like she knew this would happen all along.

“I thought you’d like to know that Cyrus is fed and we are trying to locate his family. Also, the council has requested to meet as early as possible and are awaiting your company. Both of your companies. But clearly, another meeting started here.” She laughs.

I am never going to hear the end of it.

“Right, we were just…ah…”

“Oh, I know exactly what you were just doing.”

I don’t meet the eyes of my friend, knowing I would find amusement at my expense. I’m feeling too vulnerable as it is. “Right, well, we should go then.”

“Rose.” Malix reaches for me, but I quickly step out of his grasp. I don’t trust myself around him right now. Clearly I can’t help but rub my pussy all over him after a simple act of kindness.

“We should get this over with,” I say and do my best not to sprint past him.

It’s not until I’m out of the kitchen and past the dining hall that I realize I have no clue where the meeting room is.

Chapter 16

Malix

Progress.

At least that is what I would have called what happened between me and Rose back in the kitchen before we were interrupted. I saw the moment realization hit Rose—eyes blown wide like a gazelle who wandered too close to the lion’s den.

"Thank you," I reply to Mina, perhaps a bit too curtly. Mina is used to my antics, and does little to hide her smile as I go after my wife. She is particularly fond of running away from me. A game of cat and mouse I'm growing tired of playing.

Except this mouse is clueless about where to run.

I find my wife pacing just outside the dining hall, scowling when she sees me approach. So, we are back to that.

It would be more convincing if moments ago my wife wasn't rubbing her pussy all over my thigh. Even now, I can smell her desire. She wants me, but she doesn't want to want me.

Too bad, little dragon, you are mine.

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