Page 50 of Protecting my Human


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Fearful I might do something rash, like a coward, I fled.Ran away to try and find my usual cold composure.I’d hoped a mundane action like showering would bring me back to a proper mental state.It might have, if Davina hadn’t ignored my dickish mood and behavior.Against her charm, and determination, I had no defense.Nor did I want to fight when her lips touched my cock.

I couldn’t resist.Couldn’t say no.Couldn’t do anything but tilt my head back, sigh and groan, and tense as she made my pleasure her mission and sucked me to completion.

When she was done, she tucked against my body and murmured, “Feel better?”

No, because the turmoil within me still churned, a reminder of the many reasons I should walk away.

The smartest thing I could do?Change into my dragon and fly.Return to my empty castle.My empty life.My empty bed.Ignore my not-so-empty heart.

Fuck.

It was already too late.I’d fallen for the professor.With that revelation, and the crumbling of my last weak defense, I crushed her to me, reveling in her presence, even as I worried I’d lose her.Maybe today.Could be tomorrow.Definitely in a few decades when age took her.Was a short period of pleasure worth the sorrow?Guess I would find out.

“You look so pensive,” she stated.

“Just thinking ahead to our meeting with Nessie.”

“Do we really need to wait until dusk to go?”

“Loch Ness is a popular tourist spot and is busy during its open hours.”Just as I spoke, a knock at the door had me barking, “What?”

“Turn on the news,” Oliver shouted back.

News?Why would I be interested?Then again, if Oliver recommended it, he had reason.

We exited the bathroom each wrapped in a towel.Davina located the remote and aimed it at the television.It took a few clicks to find a channel with a news broadcast.

“…officials aren’t sure what’s causing the mist coming off Loch Ness, but, given the rotten-egg smell, are concerned.Out of precaution, the area has been closed to tourists while officials test the air quality and water.”

I glanced at Davina.“Guess Nessie didn’t want to wait until later either.”

“You think she poisoned the air intentionally?”

“After what she’s done thus far, are you really surprised?And I doubt it’s poison.After all, she wants you to come.More likely she released a pocket of gas from a chamber under her loch to remove the tourists.”Which indicated a lack of patience I didn’t care for.What was so damned desperate she couldn’t wait a few more hours?

“Not sure how causing a climate incident is supposed to speed up our arrival.Won’t there still be officials in hazmat suits wandering around testing the air and water?They’re not likely to let us saunter in.”

“I’m sure she has a plan to ensure they don’t interfere with our arrival.”

“Guess that means I should get dressed.”Said with a bright smile, and yet I detected a faint hint of falseness underneath.

“We don’t have to go.”Now more than ever, I wanted nothing more than to get far away from this place.

“If we don’t, we won’t know why Nessie been trying so hard to get me to come.”

“Fuck her.”My harsh reply.

Her lips curved.“And that’s why I am not worried because I know you’ll protect me.”

I would, but who would save me from the heartache to come?

While we’d showered—and I’d had my resistance to Davina’s allure literally sucked dry—Oliver had deposited a package outside my door with clothing for Davina.Slacks, a blouse, sweater, jacket, socks, and undergarments that had me tensing in jealousy.Another man had picked them out for her.Another man would now be imagining her wearing them.

However, I reminded myself, I’d be the one removing—and likely shredding—them later.At least I could comfort myself with the fact that, while Oliver selected the garments, he would have billed them to my account, so technically, she wore items I’d provided.However, I made a mental note to buy her some clothing chosen by me.Possessive?Fucking right.Dragons didn’t share.

All too soon, we were seated in the BMW and driving toward Loch Ness.

Davina babbled by my side.“…when it comes to size, would you say Nessie is as big as you?”