“They’re not like normal dragon women,” I whispered, closing my eyes and trying not to die of embarrassment.
“No, they’re fucking glorious,” he whispered as he leaned into me, his lips brushing my cheek before pressing them to my ear. He was tall enough to be able to touch the bed as I sat back on my feet and still hover over me that way somehow, making me feel small, but yet he felt too big. “I’ll fucking kill him for hurting you and making you feel insecure.”
I pulled my chin away and met his eyes. “They all do—did. It’s why I hide them.”
He ran his tongue over his teeth. “Who isthey?”
I couldn’t get my mouth to work and just frowned. “You’re not making sense.”
Something dark filled his eyes but also sadness? “You have no idea how much I enjoyed the glimpse I got of your gorgeous breasts and everything I want to do to them, baby girl. If you doubt me, show them to me and I promise you that will explain everything.”
“What?” I gasped. “You’re his—”
“This has nothing to do with being his family and everything to do with your lover abusing you so you didn’t understand how desirable you are,” he bit out.
“Why are you mad?” I whispered, beyond confused. “Why did you come racing in here?”
He leaned away and then his gaze cut to the nightstand. “You’ve been drinking too.”
Too? Oh, that was whiskey I smelled on his breath. Fair enough.
I nodded. “It seemed like the time for wine.”
He snorted and then cupped my cheek. “That glimpse of your breast was the greatest sight I’ve ever gotten of any breasts ever. I don’t want to be even more crass, but—show me and let me erase anylieshe told you. Please?”
Either the stress of my situation or just everything I was dealing with maybe made me crack because I honestly considered it.
Then something horrible hit me. “You make me want to be petty. I’m sorry.”
Shock flashed in his eyes, but then for some reason he smiled. “I don’t care.” He nodded when I flinched. “Be petty with me. I accept it. If that’s what it takes to be near you, I don’t care.Use me as revenge or to get back at him. Fuck it. Let it out and—I don’t care.” He ran his thumb over my lower lip. “But I cannot stand he wounded you this way. Show me.”
So I did. I loosened the belt a bit and let my robe slip off my shoulders enough that he could see my breasts.
He kept my gaze for several moments before looking down. His nostrils flared and he actually licked his lips. “I’ve never seen better. You have the most perfect fucking breasts. They are fuckingart, baby girl.”
“You’re—”
His gaze came back to mine. “Don’t make me put your hand on my cock and show you that I’m hard.” He nodded when I swallowed loudly. “I want to doeverythingto your tits. I want to—you have no idea how fucking amazing they are. I swear it to you.”
“You have odd tastes,” I mumbled.
That sadness came back. “They lied to you. Whoevertheyare—they lied to you.” He nodded when I frowned. “Kole didn’t want other men to see you had—”
“No, he never told me to cover them up,” I argued. “I did. He had trouble with—he complained they were too big and the way they moved during—the positions for—”
He moved his fingers over my mouth and looked away. “I’ll fucking kill him if you tell me more. I will.” He squatted down in front of me and then shook his head, grabbing me under the ass and easily lifting me up. He moved me to the dresser and stood between my legs and kissed my cheek.
Then he stepped away and paced a bit.
And I covered back up, confusion and ten other emotions all swirling behind me.
“How experienced are you, baby girl?” he asked quietly as he moved back to me. “Has it only been Kole?”
“That’s not your business,” I snapped, crossing my arms over my chest.
“No, it’s not,” he accepted as he put his hands on my knees and spread them to make room for his large frame. “Did you never tell your friends what the boys said to you?”
I snorted. “What friends? You mean people who wanted to use me? I didn’t have a friend until Treena.”
