I nod, squeezing his warm hand. “I think I’m going to take Kane. He’s the most levelheaded out of all of you.”
“Hey, I’m completely levelheaded,” Maz protests.
“Really?” I laugh.
“Okay, perhaps not. Especially not when it comes to you.” He climbs out of his seat and turns my chair around to face him. “Hey, stand up for me.”
“All right.” I slide off my seat and stand in front of him. He surprises me by kneeling down on one knee. I nearly gasp as he picks up my foot in my flat shoes and pops it on top of his bent knee. I see only a sparkle of gold before I feel the weight of an anklet around my ankle. He runs his finger over it, and I shiver everywhere.
“I know you’re not aware of many of the shifter mating customs, so I’m going to explain it to you in the same way they tell us when we’re children. Please don’t be offended by that.” He flashes me a charming smile.
“I’m not.” I chuckle.
“Mates, particularly dragons or wolves, tend to give their suspected mate a gift. Ours are always gold.” He taps the anklet.
“Oh.” That’s sweet.
“It’s a sign of mating and devotion, being owned by what is most precious to us, which for me is you,” he admits softly. A small goldMhangs from the anklet. It really is beautiful, and Ilike it far more than the ring on my finger, because he knows me. Maz knows that I wouldn’t like something big and over the top like that. He knows I much prefer this.
“I love the anklet, especially with your initial on it, but why did you choose this gift?”
He looks up from where he was clipping it on my ankle, his hand splayed across my calf. His smirk is all sin. “I’m not good at romantic words, and I’m not going to lie to you. I want to see it bouncing over my shoulder when I fuck you.”
My cheeks brighten. The mouth on him. “You’re…insufferable.”
“And you are delicious when you blush.” He rises to his feet, his hand slowly sliding up to my knee before letting go. I instantly miss his touch. The way he looks at me, I know I don’t need him touching me to know he is mine. I don’t know who moves first, but the next thing I know, we’re kissing. He picks me up, pushing me against the bookcase, knocking books all over the floor around us. My hands are sinking into his hair, his glasses pushing against my nose. He pulls them off, dropping them down to the side. “I don’t need them to see you. I seeonlyyou, mate,” he softly reminds me, and my heart beats faster for him.
“Oh,” I whisper as his kisses go down my cheek, my jaw, to my neck. I arch into them as he moans, pushing himself into me. “Mazikeen.”
His groan is pure pleasure as he cups my breasts over the dress. “I love when you say my name. I particularly love when you smell like this, when you want me.”
“Can I do something for you? I’ve never done it before, but…” I mumble nervously.
“I’m going to love anything you do with me. I’m going to say yes to anything with you. Just as long as you’re with me.” His answer is swift.
I break away from the kiss and fall down to my knees in front of him. He leans back against the bookcase with wide eyes. “You don’t?—”
“I want to.” I look up at him from under my eyelashes. “Let me.”
“Fuck. You’re going to be the death of me.” I undo his pants and push them down, letting out his cock, which is far bigger than I expected it to be. It stands proud, pointing upwards, and I run my hand up it, over the swollen tip and back down. He slams his head back, smacking against the bookcase, and more books fall. I smile to myself before I replace my hand with my tongue, running it up the soft, velvety length of him. He whimpers, and it’s so sexy. Fire sparks out of his hands, and he swears, sucking in a breath. I use his distraction to put the tip of his cock in my mouth, stretching my lips around his thick length.
“Juniper!” he moans as I sink my mouth down and down his cock. I barely get halfway because it’s so big, and I have to use my hand to stroke the bottom of him as I bob my head up and down. “Hollow your cheeks. Good girl, good mate. Goddess…” He moans. “Suck harder. Yes, like that. Fuckkkk.”
I enjoy every second, even as tears pour down from my eyes and I feel like choking from how deep I have to take him. I reach out between us and cup his balls, and that’s all it takes. His hand sinks into my hair, and he begins to fuck my mouth, completely losing control. Gibberish is coming out of his mouth—my name, various words aboutwetandtight—and I focus on seeing him lose complete control.
“I’m going to come, Juni,” he warns, trying to pull out, but I suck him harder, not letting him. “Mine!” he roars, shaking the bookcases as he spurts, hot and wet, down the back of my throat, tasting like fire and salt. He is shaking, groaning my name loud enough to let the whole library know what we are doing. I slowlyrun my tongue around him, making him shiver before I pull back, looking up at him, swallowing every bit that he gave me.
I didn’t think I’d ever enjoy that. I’ve never wanted to do it to anyone, but Maz, I definitely wanted to do that to Maz.
He yanks me to my feet and kisses me hard, a growl echoing in his chest, and his eyes are glowing. “We should definitely come to the library more. Take your clothes off, Juni.”
“We really need to get on with research, Maz. I don’t think our first time, which this would definitely lead to, should be in the library.” I gently turn him down and slide out of his arms.
“Why not?” He follows me as if I’m prey.
“Maz,” I warn with a playful smile. I hear books being jostled nearby, and we both turn towards the noise. That’s why. He groans, running his hand through his hair before tucking himself back in and doing up his pants. He is still so hard…even after that. I shiver and clench my thighs together.
“I’m going to get us some food while I calm down a little. Have I told you I love you yet? I think I probably should, considering you’ve just blown my world, and I’ve felt it for a long time.” His eyes soften.
