Page 31 of The Dragon's Rose


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Last night I put my wife to bed.

And joined her.

I could lie and say I planned on leaving as soon as I tucked her in, but the truth is that I planned on staying with her the moment she told the council she thought about me when she wanted to feel safe. It lit a primal part of me and the need to stay close to her.

She is mine and it’s about time we stop denying this pull between us. I tried and made myself keep my distance, but it was a battle I lost all too quickly. The pull has only grown stronger the more we try to push the other away and I’m done denying this part of me.

My wife is my mate.

I’m her mate.

It’s that fucking simple.

I lean down, nuzzling against her neck. Hints of floral and clean linen invade my senses. She smells so fucking good. My tongue flicks out, wondering if she would taste just as good. Her skin is cool to the touch, tasting vaguely of salt and lavender from the oils placed in her baths.

Delicious.

Rose squirms, moaning softly, but not waking up entirely.

Doesn’t matter. Her body still arches toward me, even in sleep. Pride like I’ve never experienced surges through me and I bring my hand up to rest on her hip, pulling until our bodies are pressed tightly together.

“Malix,” she speaks my name, raspy with sleep, but there’s nothing tired in the way her ass presses hard against my cock, waking it up within the confines of my pants.

“Good morning, little dragon. I trust you slept well?” I trail light kisses up her neck, stopping at her jaw, just shy of her lips.

“You slept with me.” I wait to hear anger in her voice, but it never comes. Only mild curiosity.

“I did. It is my bed after all.”

“It is, but you haven’t been sleeping in here. Where have you been sleeping? In another dragon’s room?” She tries to appear nonchalant, but I hear through her facade.

She’s jealous.

I should reassure her, but that wouldn’t be nearly as fun. “And if I was?” It’s a dick thing to say, but I never claimed not to be one.

Rose huffs and tries to scoot away from me, but my arms tighten around her, keeping her in place. She continues to try to wiggle away from me, but all it’s doing is pressing her ass tightly against my hardening cock. I moan softly in her ear.

“Bastard,” she hisses, and immediately halts her movements. “Why don’t you go to one of your concubines to get the attention you clearly crave.”

I laugh, which only proves to piss her off more. She manages to get her leg free and is about to swing it back to hit me in the shin, but I manage to wrangle her until her lithe body lies underneath mine, arms pinned above her head.

“Malix!”

“I’ve slept in my study.”

“What?” Rose stops struggling and looks up at me. “You…really?”

“Really. It’s terribly uncomfortable.”

“Oh,” she whispers and just like that, she’s far away from me again, protected behind the walls she’s created. “I see.”

It’s almost as if she wanted me to be in the bed of another dragon. To make it easier for her to hate me, but I won’t allow that to happen. My wife will soon learn I’m a persistent man when it comes to something I want.

And I want her.

Slowly, I loosen my hold on her, pulling back. I lie back down, pulling her next to me. For once, she doesn’t fight as I lay her across my chest.

“It’s your turn.” I’m cashing in on the long-overdue history of her life. I want to know everything that brought her to the moment I met her in my hallways.

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