Crimson's teeth grazed the shell of my ear. "Of course."
I shuddered for multiple reasons. "Would you have, if nobody was watching?"
"Taylor, I barely held back from breeding you while the cameras were rolling."
I groaned. That was so fucking hot. My cock twitched violently against Crimson's palm. I craved his raw touch without my pants in the way.
"Crimson," I breathed.
He hummed in reply, since he was busy licking a wet line down my neck.
"Is Gaius wrong?" I asked.
"He's wrong about plenty of things," Crimson said dryly. "You'll have to be more specific."
I let out an amused huff. "That you should date someone else."
Crimson paused at the nook where my neck met my shoulder.
Then he bit me.
An electric burst of pain and pleasure exploded in my blood. I moaned, tossing my head back against the wall, then clamped my mouth shut so I wouldn't yell. I felt his dragon fangs sink into my skin, but the pain was brief, like being injected with a needle. As he sucked the wound, pleasure bloomed in its wake. My cock throbbed harder.
When Crimson pulled away, he licked his lips. "I just claimed you. Does that answer your question?"
I glanced down at where he'd bit me. A row of dragon fang marks remained, along with a blossoming bruise.
"Oh, good," I said. "Now I've got to wear a turtleneck I don't own to hide this hickey."
Crimson smirked. "Oops."
"What happened to hiding our trysts?"
"Couldn't help myself. Wear a scarf or something." Crimson leaned in, his ruby eyes blazing. "Because I'm going to cover you in these. I need you to know that you're mine."
And then he kissed me.
My gasp was swallowed up as Crimson crushed our lips together. His tongue shoved into my mouth, dominating me. I shut my eyes and threw away the last of my dignity. It felt too good to hold back anymore. I moaned as Crimson claimed my mouth, then finally pulled away to let me breathe. A wild, predatory look flashed in his eyes. I found that I loved being at the mercy of this dragon.
Mydragon.
But Crimson wasn't the only one doing the touching. I'd untucked his white shirt and sneaked my hands against his bare back. It felt illicit to touch his soft, smooth skin beneath his clothes, even though I saw him fully naked last night.
"You're so—" Crimson gently bit my lower lip. "Fucking irresistible."
Pleasure rolled through me. The kissing and touching twisted in a velvety knot below my stomach, making me weak in the knees.
I wasn't used to letting go like this. I wasn't used to willingly submitting. And I definitely wasn't used to being smothered in affection by the hottest man ever...
But for Crimson, I was glad to make an exception.
His palm caressed my cock in languid circles, squeezing whimpers from my lips. The sounds that escaped me were shameful... Even when I jerked off in private, I kept it quiet, never allowing myself to fully bask in the pleasure. Crimson demanded it of me now. He wanted honesty and vulnerability. He manipulated my body in just the right ways. It was like he knew exactly which magic buttons to press to make me react.
Crimson let out a primal growl in between kisses. "You're mine."
The low throb on my shoulder reminded me of that. I shivered in a pleasant way.
"Do you know that?" Crimson asked, his voice low and ragged. In these hazes of lust, he was different from the calm, collected man he portrayed himself as for the public. I saw the hidden side of him—the draconic side. The one who bared his fangs and clutched possessively at his desires.
