Dragon's MatchMate Agency: A Paranormal Romance Boxset

by Maia Star

  “Oh, I do. Now drive me home before I start screaming and making a nuisance.”

  It was really amazing how much I had changed in the way I behaved just because I knew that Kyle wouldn’t hurt me. I wasn’t afraid to test limits with him, which was nice.

  “I’ll take you home, don’t worry. But just listen to me for a second first.”

  I shook my head. “No, we’re going home now.”

  “Fine, but I promise you this: I’ll make it up to you.”

  I didn’t believe him, but that didn’t matter anymore; the only thing that mattered was that we were going home.

  Chapter Fourteen

  Kyle

  It was torturous driving Catarina home, knowing what I had done, knowing that I had hurt her. I really hadn’t meant to, and I wished that she would have listened to me when I said that, would have believed me. But I understood that it wasn’t just a matter of that.

  It was also a matter of the fact that I had betrayed her trust, even if it had been for the right reasons.

  When we got back to the apartment, she immediately shrugged me off and headed to her room.

  “I don’t want to talk tonight,” she said. “It’s not worth it.”

  I reached after her, but I knew that it was futile. If she didn’t want to talk tonight, then there would be no forcing her. I just needed to accept the fact that I had failed her, and miserably, and I was going to have to figure out a way to make it up to her later.

  I thought about it long and hard that night, as there was no way that I could fall asleep, but I just couldn’t quite figure out what it was that I could do to make it up to her.

  Yes, the obvious answer was to prepare to run away with her. But now that I had told Alpha James, it would be much more difficult for us to disappear. I had a feeling that they had people watching the apartment now.

  After all, even if I hadn’t wanted her to run away, my immediate response hadn’t been to punish Catarina. Which meant that I was disloyal in the eyes of the clan. Having sympathy and feelings for an Omega was foolish.

  Finally, I came to the decision that I was just going to have to treat her as nice as I possibly could and hope an opportunity to make things up to her would show it itself. I would think of something else eventually, right? Some solution where everyone could be happy and I could support her. I wanted her to live comfortably, I wanted her to be happy, and I wanted her to be free.

  But I didn’t know how to consolidate that with my current life and my loyalty to my clan.

  The next day, she barely talked to me. She only answered questions, and even then, only in one-word answers.

  Finally, I had enough of it.

  “Get dressed,” I snapped at her, recognizing that trying to talk to her or bargain with her was foolish. It just wouldn’t work. “We’re going out to dinner.”

  She sat down on the couch and crossed her arms across her chest.

  “No, and you can’t make me.”

  “You know, that’s the most you’ve said to me all day.”

  “So?”

  “So? So stop! I’m tired of it, Catarina, I said I was sorry, at least let me take you out to dinner.”

  She sighed. “Fine, but I’m wearing what I want, and not anything else.”

  I shrugged. “Fine by me. Not like I care what you’re wearing,” I replied. “But it will determine where we can go to dinner.”

  “Oh?”

  “I want to take you to a fancy place. But obviously, that’s not happening if you’re wearing sweatpants or just a t-shirt.”

  “What’s wrong with that?” she demanded, sticking her chin out.

  “It’s more for your safety than my sanity. I don’t want us to draw attention. I think we’re already being watched.”

  She raised her eyebrows. “Oh? Is that so? I wonder whose fault that is.”

  “Would you quit it already? Just have dinner with me, then we can talk about this after if you want to, or never again. I already said I was sorry and I want to make it up to you.”

  She sighed. “Fine, I’ll go get changed.”

  She stood, and then headed back to her room. She emerged a few minutes later in a nice dress with a pair of expensive shoes.

  “Is this fine for the place you were thinking of?” she asked.

  I looked her up and down. “Yes, you’re looking just fine. Now come on, let’s go downstairs.”

  I offered my arm to her, but she brushed right past me, heading for the door. I followed her down to the car, then got into the driver’s seat.

  I took us to one of my favorite Italian restaurants. It was expensive, but oh so worth it. I hoped that she would like it as well, but I honestly had no idea what she was going to say. She was acting like I had never thought she was going to act.

  Not that it wasn’t justified, because it completely was. It was just strange for me. I didn’t know what to expect out of her.

  We sat in silence until the waiter came, then we ordered.

  Salads came out first, and I made small talk. I just wanted things to feel normal for a moment.

  To my surprise, she went along with it.

  Then our main course arrived. We had both ordered heavy helpings of pasta. I knew that I should probably wait until we had finished eating to bring anything sensitive up, but I just couldn’t help it.

  “Catarina, will you listen to me for a second?”

  “If it’s about what we were just talking about, then yeah.”

  “Well, it’s not. It’s about what I did. Please listen to me. I know that it was stupid, but I like you, and I’m really sorry for betraying your trust. I just thought that it would help.”

  “Oh yeah?” Her voice was trembling. “Well how about you ask me first next time, that way I can tell you if it really would help. I’m the one who faced the consequences, not you.”

  “And I told you I’m sorry. I would have faced them with you, or for you, if I could have, but there was nothing I could do at that moment.”

  She raised her eyebrows. “Oh yeah? Really? There was nothing you could do? What about stop him, you bastard?”

  “There were too many people.”

  “Well, you could have intervened in other ways. You could have whispered me encouragement after. You could have taken me away that night, far away. We’re fucking dragon shifters, Kyle. The sky is the limit. Why don’t we just fly off right now?”

  “For the same reason you haven’t just flown off yet, and you know it.”

  “Oh yeah? Well, I’m done. I’m tired of your bullshit. You betrayed my trust, and you definitely haven’t made it up to me. Not that I was expecting anything at all. No, I’m too smart for that.”

  I sighed. “Catarina, please.”

  “No, no more pleading. I’m done.”

  She stood, her chair scraping across the floor. Then she turned and fled from the restaurant.

  Panic went through me. Was she just gonna try to run away now? Without a plan, she was going to get herself killed. I had to stop her.

  I quickly placed a wad of cash on the table. It was more than enough to pay for dinner, and I didn’t care about figuring out the change. All I wanted was to get to Catarina and make sure that she was safe.

  It didn’t take me long to find her at all.

  She was seated on the curb, sobbing.

  Tentatively, I sat down next to her and began to rub her back.

  “Catarina, I—”

  “Can you just be quiet for one minute?”

  “All right, sure, whatever you need.”

  I shut my mouth and just sat by her for a moment, rubbing her back and listening to her sob. Then, finally, she spoke.

  “Listen, Kyle, I’m not asking for perfection. No one is perfect, and I know this. I’m just asking for you to be considerate, for you to think through things before you do them. I know that you were trying to help, but do you see how it wouldn’t really help? Telling James things like that only gets me in trouble. It doesn’t help
at all.”

  “I know. I know that now.”

  “Good.”

  “It’s not gonna happen again, Catarina, I promise.” I took a deep breath and wondered if I was going to regret this. “Because we’re not staying here any longer. We’re leaving.”

  She looked up at me with tears in her eyes, wiping them off her cheeks with the back of her hand. “Do you really mean it?”

  I nodded. “Yes, I do. I’m not gonna let this happen to you anymore, and it’s obvious now, the only way to stop things is to go somewhere where they can’t reach us. We can begin to make plans as soon as we get home.”

  She threw her arms around my neck, and I pulled her close to my body, kissing the top of her head.

  “You really mean it?”

  “I do. I’m not gonna lie to you. I don’t want to hurt you again.”

  “Okay, I think I believe you. You’re gonna have to earn my trust back, but you’re on your way there.”

  I kissed her lips gently. “Good. I fully intend to earn the rest of it back.”

  She kissed me again, gently twining her hands around the base of my neck and pulling me closer.

  “Will I get to kiss you lots?” I teased when she pulled away.

  “Oh, if we can pull this off, then you can kiss me as much as you want.”

  I smiled. “Good.”

  Chapter Fifteen

  Catarina

  The journey home wasn’t terrible, which was good to be able to say.

  We headed back after our kiss, as Kyle informed me he had already paid, and neither of us wanted to go back into the restaurant after we had left so abruptly.

  So instead, we made our way to the car and then drove back to the apartment.

  The first thing we did upon arriving back was make ourselves some more food. I felt bad, we hadn’t even been able to finish the main course of the meal Kyle had paid for, but thankfully there were plenty of snacks in the cupboards and fridge.

  In the end, we settled on some traditional cheese and crackers and sat down on the couch to eat and watch a little bit of a show together.

  It was nice to feel like things could go back to normal for a bit, even if we would be leaving soon. All that I cared about was the fact that I could enjoy my time with him and our escape was coming up. As long as I had that guarantee, I was fine.

  After finishing up our snack, Kyle turned to me with a mischievous expression on his face.

  I sighed. “What is it now?”

  Instead of answering me, he leaned forward and pressed his lips against mine.

  I couldn’t help it; I melted against him. There was just something about the way that Kyle touched me that made me feel so good.

  “Is that what you wanted?” I asked when he pulled away. “You didn’t need to act so sly about it, you know.”

  He grinned. “I know, don’t worry. All I want is to make you feel good. Will you let me do that tonight?”

  I sighed. “I guess, after everything, it would be nice.”

  “Is that so?” He kissed my lips again, then across my cheek until his mouth was resting next to my ear. “Do you like it when I do this?” he whispered, then began to kiss my neck.

  I sighed, arching into his touch.

  “I’ll take that as a yes,” he said with a little laugh. Then he bit down on the sensitive skin, taking it between his teeth and gently pulling.

  It wasn’t enough to leave a mark, but it was certainly enough to turn me on and make me writhe beneath him for more.

  I could feel him smile against my skin as he continued to kiss and bite, alternating between the two to provide a variety of sensations. I could feel myself growing wet as my clit throbbed for release. I considered grabbing his hand and moving it down there so that he got the message and began to touch me there. But I wanted things to last. I wanted this moment to be special, and I wanted to be able to feel it for a long time.

  It was better then to let things progress naturally. He would know when he wanted to start moving things towards that.

  “Let me kiss you,” I whispered.

  “What?” He rose a bit from his position over me.

  “Let me kiss you. I want to make you feel good.” I ran one hand down his chest, then back up, cupping his cheek and leaning forward to press my lips to his. “Let me sit on top of you and kiss your neck,” I whispered against him.

  “You really want to do that?” he asked, but I could tell that he was into it. His cock was hard, pressing against me.

  “Yes.”

  Slowly, he got up off of me and helped me up off the couch. Then he laid down and guided me to straddle him.

  I groaned as I felt his cock press against that sensitive area. I began to grind against him as I leaned down and kissed his lips, then moved my attention to his neck. His skin was so soft, and I could taste the salt of his sweat.

  “Oh Kyle,” I moaned against him, then bit down. He let out a sigh and thrust his hips up, making me groan in response.

  “Catarina, you’re so fucking hot. I want those lips around my cock. Think you can do that?”

  I sat up. “Oh? But I’m having so much fun sitting on top of you.”

  “And you can do it again after. In fact, you can even sit on my face if you want. But right now, I want those lips around my cock. I’m so fucking hard for you.”

  I tilted my head to the side, then an idea came to me, and I smiled. “What if you could do both at once?”

  “Oh?” He grabbed my hips, guiding me to grind against him. “And what do you mean by that, little princess?”

  “I mean exactly what it sounds like. I suck you off while you eat me out.”

  “Might be hard to concentrate for you; you sure you can do it?”

  I nodded. “Oh, I’m sure all right.”

  “I’m gonna take that as a challenge.”

  “Well, then I will as well.” I put my hands on my hips. “Do you really think you can concentrate on eating me out when I’m sucking you off?”

  “We’ll see.” He gave me a sly little smile then thrust his hips up, making me gasp and throw my head back. “You’re so sensitive, princess, I think it’s you who’s going to be in trouble.”

  I unstraddled him and stood. “I’ll be fine.”

  He stood and began to help me undress. “You sure about that, princess?” he whispered in my ear, and I shivered from delight. There was just something about him that did things to me. Crazy, crazy things.

  I wanted him to always be touching me, to always be kissing me. I wanted it to never end.

  As I stood in front of him, naked and feeling confident and happy in my body, I watched as he began to strip.

  The times before that we had had sex, I had never really bothered to take a good look at him. But he really was magnificent, all sculpted abs and biceps.

  Not to mention his impressive length and thickness. I may have had experience with sucking dicks, but I had never gone down on someone as big as he was. I wondered if I would be able to handle it all.

  Well, maybe I couldn’t fit the whole thing in my mouth, but I could certainly make him feel good regardless.

  “You ready, princess?” Kyle asked, extending a hand to me.

  I took it, letting him lead me back to the couch where he sat down and then grabbed me and helped me position myself on top of him.

  It felt weird not seeing his face, and this was my first time doing anything like this. But the moment that Kyle’s tongue touched my clit, I knew this was going to be a good experience.

  As his gentle ministrations slowly built up the pressure within my body, I licked his cock from base to tip. Then I took the tip in my mouth and place my hands around the base and began to move up and down in rhythm.

  I tried my hardest to concentrate on what I was doing, but I had to admit that I was getting very distracted by what Kyle was doing to my clit.

  I moaned and gasped around him as he played with my clit with his tongue, and then moved down to thrust inside
of me.

  I could feel the grip of my hands loosening as the pleasure began to overwhelm me, but I was determined to make him feel good too. I kept going, faster and faster as his own pace increased. I moaned as the pleasure continued to build inside of me.

  He came first, releasing into my mouth. I swallowed as he continued to eat me out.

  It wasn’t much longer before the pure pleasure of his tongue on my clit and his fingers inside of me made me cum too. I came all over his face, and he spent several minutes licking me clean.

  “You’re so good with your tongue,” he said, smiling as he grabbed my hips and shifted me around so that I was facing him again. “Even when I could tell that I was distracting you.”

  I leaned down and kissed him, tasting myself on his lips and knowing that he was tasting himself as well.

  “Yeah? Tell me about it.”

  “Well, there are so many things that I could say.” His hands ran up and down my sides, squeezing me gently, then moving around to my back to pull me down to kiss him again.

  This time, he opened his mouth and offered his tongue to me. I kissed him with mine, feeling around his teeth with some interest.

  There was a softness and hardness at the same time with the way that he kissed me. It was like nothing I had ever experienced before.

  But, then again, I had never wanted this before. Not like I wanted him.

  I wanted him so badly I could write poems about it, and I had never written a poem in my life before. I had only read them and wished that other people would write them for me.

  “Kyle?” I traced a hand down his chest when we pulled apart, nails scraping ever so gently against his skin in a way that made him shiver.

  “What is it, princess?”

  “Will you write poems for me?”

  He raised his eyebrows. “Will you?”

  I nodded. “I’m not much of a poet, but I think I want to. At least about the sex anyway.” I cringed as I was reminded of the fact that he still needed to earn my trust back. Hopefully, that would come soon, and then would come the love.

  “I’ll write poems for you too then, but I can’t promise they’ll be any good. The subject is beautiful, though, so I’m sure I’ll come up with something.”