“Do you trust me?”
I frowned at him. “That’s a dumb question.”
He smirked and held out a hand. “Then come with me.”
I cocked my head as I looked at him. “Where?”
He pointed up.
“Wait. What?”
“I wanna soar the skies with my cock buried inside you.”
I think that was where I swallowed my tongue.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Kip
That hitchin Mason’s breathing was delicious. “Seriously?”
I nodded. “We’ll have to go into the forest. We’re less likely to be spotted there. But yeah.” I grinned. “Come fly with me. Besides, I’ve always wanted to try fucking in mid-air.” It would be dusk soon, perfect for what I had in mind.
Mason bit his lip. “We’re not taking condoms with us, are we?”
I laughed. “One, we’ll be naked, so there’d be nowhere to put them. And two…” I leaned in and kissed his neck. “We won’t be needing them.”
Mason shivered.
I grabbed his hand and led him outside to the truck. Within minutes we’d stopped at the outskirts of the forest.
“But what if someone sees us?” he asked as we walked briskly into the trees. I could hear the note of worry in his voice.
“It’s dusk, and we’ll be moving fast.” I was hard just thinking about it. Sure, it was dangerous, but that was part of the thrill.
He came to a halt and grabbed my arm, his gaze narrowed. “How fast?”
“Well, I’m not as strong as my father. He’s an original dragon knight. My mom is—was—human until he bit her. It’s complicated. But I’m the scion of both of them, which means I inherited a bit of my mother’s human blood.” I grinned. “Still, I can usually keep pace with the old man for short distances. Over the long haul, he’ll kick my ass every time.” I caught hold of his hand once more. “Now keep walking.”
I have to say, it felt good to let someone in like this, someone who wasn’t my parents or siblings. Growing up, it had been tough knowing I could do these amazing things but never being able to talk about them.
We stopped in a clearing, and I turned to face him.
“So, I’ll ask again. Do you trust me?”
Mason regarded me with such calm that it made my heart quake. “With my very life.”
“Good. Now strip.”
He blinked. “Wait—what?”
I smirked. “Did you miss the memo that you’ll be naked? Can’t very well fuck you if you’re dressed, can I?”
Mason’s mouth fell open. “You were serious about that?”
I ran a hand over his ass. “I’m always serious when it comes to a good fuck.” I lowered my voice to make it rough, because I knew what it did to him. “And baby, you’re the best.”
He swallowed hard, but stripped off his clothes. I opened my arms and he stepped into them, wrapping himself around me. Judging by his half stiff dick, he wanted this as much as I did.
