Page 58 of Dragon Chained


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I squeeze my eyes shut for a second. It does sound like a line. Creator, I feel a hundred years old. “Yeah, it probably does to someone on the outside.” I take a step back from her until she’s not touching me anymore. “In any case, it’s not your problem. I’ll handle it.”

Her gaze scrapes down my body and locks on the raging hard-on that happened the second she touched me.

“How?”

“You touched me. Believe me, that’s all it takes.”

She laughs. “No, I mean how will you take care of it?” The lilt of her voice is sensual heat, her words dripping with hot honey. Her gaze sinks to my erection again. She doesn’t turn away. “Show me.”

My dragon surges against my skin, and it’s as if someone plugged me in to a massive battery. Lightning ricochets through me. I grab the waistband of my silk pajamas and ease them down. Her breath hitches at the sight of my cock, and her cheeks warm to an impressive shade of pink. Yeah, she’s interested, and fuck if I’m going to give her the opportunity to lose interest.

I close my hand around my shaft and stroke myself for her, running my thumb over the head and working the moisture there over my length. The way she watches me is an incredible turn-on. I pump myself harder, wishing I were in her. Wishing I could touch her and give her the same pleasure.

“Does it feel good?” she asks, and I notice her nipples through the fabric of her dress.

“Yes. For now. But it won’t last. It’s not the same,” I grit out.

“Not the same as being with me?”

I slow my hand and shake my head.

She moves closer to me, so close she brushes my cock with her body, and I hiss in a breath. “Let me see if this helps.”

She sinks to her knees and takes my cock into her mouth.

My dragon is doing backflips inside me. I dig my fingers into her hair, my thumbs brushing over the crown of marigolds on her head, and I am undone.

“This crown,” I rasp. “You are a fucking queen. A fucking goddess.” I thrust to the back of her throat, trying not to hurt her but completely incapable of restraining myself. She sucks harder. Takes me in deeper. Faster. And then her blue eyes look up and lock on mine.

I lose all control. My balls tighten. Two more thrusts and I empty myself down her throat. She swallows, but it’s too much for her. It spills out of the corner of her mouth, down her chest, onto the floor.

She stands and wipes the excess from her lips with her thumb, then gives me a heated smile. “How’s that? Better than your hand?”

I’m beyond words. I growl and pull her against me. My lips crash down on hers, and I invade her mouth, tasting myself on her tongue. It revs me up even more. I sweep her into my arms. She squeals when I throw her over my shoulder and start walking toward the bedroom.

“Damn, I guess you know what you want,” she says.

I stop walking. I’m hard again, and it is actually painful for me to consider letting her go, but I ask, “Do you want me to put you down? Let you go?”

In answer, she slaps my ass, hard. “Don’t you dare.”

I make it to the bedroom in three steps and toss her onto the bed. I don’t bother with the buttons of my pajama top, just pull it off over my head and cast it aside. Then I reach for her shoes, popping each of her ballet flats off at hyperspeed.

“How are you hard again?” she asks, giggling. She helps me remove her dress and then stands to slide her black lace thong down her legs.

I knock her hands away when she moves to take off her bra. “Have you seen you? It’s amazing I’m not hard every time we’re in the same room.” I slide one of the black straps off her shoulder and then do the same with the other one. I wrap my arms around her and unclasp her bra, sliding it down her arms.

She reaches up to remove her crown.

“No. Leave it. I like it. Queen, remember?”

She grins and leaves it where it is. I pick her up by the waist and set her back on the bed, watching her as she repositions herself. “You’re so beautiful, Zoe. Like a sunrise.”

“A sunrise?”

“All that blond hair, the blue of your eyes, those pink lips. Every time I see you, it’s like the sun coming out.”

She sighs. “You dragons sure know how to sweet-talk a girl.”