“Why?”
His throat bobbed as he swallowed. “I’ve never received... attention. Like this. From an alpha. Or anybody.” His voice quieted. “Especially someone so... um... handsome.”
I knew I was attractive, sure. It wasn’t the first time I’d heard it. But hearing it from Mylo felt different, like it carried deeper meaning.
Fuck, what was going on? This wasn’t like me. I didn’t get mushy feelings towards omegas at all. Ever. Why was I so captivated by this damned ferret?
My cock twitched, uncomfortable in my too-tight pants.
Enlightenment hit me. That was it—I didn’t havefeelingsfor Mylo, I was just sexually attracted to him. That was why I couldn’t stop teasing him during dinner. Totally made sense. In that case, all I had to do was ravish him for one night and this discomfort in my chest would go away, right?
“Hey,” I said, hungrily raking his body with my eyes. “Do you want to fuck?”
An indescribable sound came out of Mylo like helium escaping a taut balloon. “What?”
“Don’t feel pressured. You can say no,” I reminded him.
“W-what did you say before? I didn’t hear properly.”
“I asked if you wanted to fuck. Have sex.”
“Why?” he demanded.
I snorted. He always wanted to know why, like he couldn’t believe anything was real.
“Because you’re hot as fuck, and being around you makes me hard,” I explained. “Is that enough explanation for you?”
Mylo looked like an old TV that couldn’t find a signal. He blinked slowly, staring at me. His face turned a shade of pink so deep it was nearly purple.
When a minute passed and he didn’t react, I waved my hand in front of his face. “Hello?”
That knocked him out of his daze.
“Hah. You’re joking, right?” Mylo said with a weak laugh. “There’s hidden cameras somewhere, and you’re pranking me.”
A growl slipped from my lips. “Stop it. I already told you I wouldn’t fucking do that. Why don’t you believe me?”
“Because what you’re saying is unbelievable!” he cried.
My inner dragon stirred impatiently. He was greedy and couldn’t wait much longer.
Fine. If Mylo didn’t believe my words, maybe actions would get through to him.
I grabbed the front of Mylo’s shirt and pulled him into a kiss. His muffled sound of surprise was swallowed as my lips consumed him. Fuck, his mouth was soft. I had to keep my dragon fangs in check so I didn’t bite him by accident.
I could’ve kissed him forever, but I should probably let him breathe. When I had my fill, I pulled back with a gasp for air.
Mylo was frazzled. His hair was tousled. His cheeks were mini radiators exuding waves of heat. His plump, sweet lips were red from my sudden onslaught. He didn’t move. He didn’t even take a breath.
I was worried I’d scared him. But then I looked into his eyes—they shone like diamonds, bright and fervent.
He liked it.
My dragon and I both puffed up with pride.Of course he did.
“Now do you believe me?” I asked.
Mylo swallowed. “Yes?”
