Doctor Dragon: Earth Dragons Series: Book 6

by Hartnady, Charlene

  She did as he said. He kept his eyes on hers. They were wide. There seemed to be more gold flecks around those irises. She groaned as he strummed on her clit. Her eyes fluttered closed as another hard moan was pulled from her. Dr. Baker was wet. The scent of her arousal seemed to fill the room.

  Druze lined himself up to her opening and thrust. One, two, three…more thrusts into her hot channel. He groaned deeply. Fuck but she was tight. Druze kept moving, he roared as he bottomed out inside her hot, velvet sheath.

  The human gave a yell and her fingers dug into his shoulders.

  “You okay?” he pushed out.

  Another nod. Her eyes were still wide. Her breath still came in pants. “Good,” he grunted, ripping at her top. Her glorious breasts spilled free. He wanted to suck on her nipples. He wanted to kiss her. He wanted to fuck her and to bring her to completion with his mouth. He wanted all of it and yet was entitled to none.

  Druze gave an agonized growl as he ground into her heat. He roared again as he pulled out. He pulled her legs up over his shoulders, plowing into her tight confines, losing himself in this female. “Wet,” he moaned. “Fuck!” he added, keeping his thrusts short and punchy. It had been so long. He was so on edge. If he gave any more than this he was going to come.

  Britt moaned and panted and whimpered. Her flesh growing tighter by the second. Her fingers digging deeper into his back. She was close too. Not close enough. Druze slid his hand between their bodies and found her clit. It was lovely and wet. He went at the little nub, keeping his touch soft and easy, slowly becoming firmer. The sounds she was making went from moans and whimpers to hard groans and cries. Then her legs were closing around him and her head was falling back. “Doctor. Oh, god…oh….Doc…Druze!” she yelled.

  His balls fucking exploded as her jaw dropped open. Then she was screaming. It sounded like his name again, but he couldn’t be sure. He was too far gone. Pleasure rushed through him. It caused his muscles to spasm. His body to jerk. His abs to crunch. He groaned so hard and deep that his throat hurt. Druze kept jerking into her.

  Shame hit as soon as he was spent. It caused an anguished sound to rise from him. It caused his whole chest to tighten and his eyes to sting.

  Druze pulled out of Brittney. So fucking beautiful. Still panting. Legs wide. His seed inside her. He’d used her. He’d fucked up. His shame deepened when he realized he wanted her again. He wanted to put her on her knees and take her like that. He wanted her standing in the shower. He wanted her. Wanted.

  Longing hit.

  Followed by more shame.

  “Are you okay?” she whispered, sitting up. Her hair was tousled.

  “No,” he shook his head. “You’re fired, Dr. Baker.” Then he turned to leave.

  Chapter 17

  “Wait! Where are you going!” Brittney shouted.

  “To my chamber.” He sounded bored.

  Asshole!

  He’d used her. Of course he had. It was easy to see that Druze wasn’t the ‘settle down, picket fence’ kind of guy.

  There was using and then there was this, which took being a dick to a whole new level. “Are you crazy?” Britt gasped, sitting up. “You can’t fire me. You can’t be serious.”

  Druze turned, his cock was still hard. It jutted from between his hips. His eyes were glassy from the orgasm he’d just achieved inside her body. He was still breathing hard. His chest rising and falling in quick succession. “I’m very serious.”

  “What are you firing me for?” She pulled her legs together, folding them underneath her and hugged herself to cover her breasts.

  “You slipped up, Dr. Baker. You fucked a shifter. We had an agreement.”

  Britt felt her mouth drop open. She felt her eyes widen. Her mind raced. He really couldn’t be serious. Dread coursed through her. “I fucked you. Not just some shifter! You!”

  Druze shrugged. “It makes no difference. In fact, since I’m your superior, it’s worse.”

  Hurt accosted her. It clogged her throat. It made her stomach pull into a tangled knot. “Of course it makes a difference who I had sex with. Right now, you are not my superior.”

  “It really doesn’t matter, Dr. Baker, because I’m still firing you.”

  He was still calling her that. Dr. Baker. The hurt redoubled.

  “You will now be seen as available. Males will tear each other limb from limb for a chance at you.”

  “You’re exaggerating.”

  “Am I, Dr. Baker?” He narrowed his eyes on her, looking furious. “They will scent what we just did. Open season will be declared on you.”

  “I’ll tell them I’m not interested. Stop this! If you fire me, you have to fire yourself as well.” She threw back at him.

  “No, that’s not true. There were no restrictions placed on me. I can fuck whoever I want. You, on the other hand, said that I could fire you if you slipped up and you have. So I’m firing you. I’m sorry but it’s done. You can pack your things today. You leave in the morning.”

  She gasped, sliding off the bed and going to stand in front of him. Her bikini top hung in tatters around her chest. Her breasts were fully exposed. Right then, she didn’t care, she was too angry.

  “Get dressed, Dr. Baker.” His muscles bunched. His eyes dipped down to her breasts and then back to her face. They darkened with what looked like lust. His cock was still rock hard. Signals didn’t get more mixed than that.

  “No!” She put her hands on her hips. “I won’t!”

  “Get dressed or I will fuck you again.”

  “No, you won’t.” She shook her head, narrowing her eyes in rage. What an asshole!

  “Oh, yes, I will. Best you believe it. Get dressed!” His voice was deep and resonating.

  Britt couldn’t obey. She wouldn’t! She was too angry. She shook her head. “I didn’t ask you to fuck me in the first place. You instigated that.” She pointed at the rumpled bed. “You were the one who fucked me and not the other way ‘round. You came to my—”

  “Yes, you did ask for it. You instigated the whole damned thing.”

  She made a noise of utter irritation and frustration. There was some degree of anger thrown in as well. “I certainly did not! I didn’t say anything that could ever—”

  “Not with your mouth, Dr. Baker. Your body did all the talking. More like shouting. You were begging me to fuck you, just like you’re begging now…for the last time, put some clothes on.”

  “Fuck you!”

  He pinched the bridge of his nose. “I will, Dr. Baker. So hard you’ll feel me for days.”

  Her nipples tightened, her belly did too. A zing of need had her squeezing her thighs together.

  Druze’s nostrils flared. A low growl emanated from his chest, he closed the space between them and pulled her against him, his hands closing on her ass. “Dammit, Britt!”

  ‘What the hell?’ was her first thought.

  Quickly followed by, ‘He called me by my name.’

  Which was followed by, ‘Oh, hell no!’

  Brittney slapped him. Hard. The sound reverberated around the room. His hands tightened on her ass and his cock twitched between them. Next thing his mouth was on hers. His tongue clashing with hers. He cupped her jaw, making a needy sound. It was deep and throaty. His chest abraded her nipples.

  Druze picked her up and she put her legs around his hips. Her core rubbed up against him. Britt moaned. What was she doing? Was she mad? Yes! This needed to stop. Desire pounded through her despite the logic of her brain. It consumed her. Chased rational thought away. Hands that had been pushing pulled. Moans that had been in frustration turned to those of pleasure.

  Then her back was against the wall. Those intense green eyes on hers. Her legs were being pushed up higher and his thick head was at her center. Pushing. Nudging.

  Her head fell back, and her eyes closed. “God yes,” she moaned as his tip breached her.

  Druze leaned down and suckled on her breast. He nipped at her and sucked some more, his tongue
moving in circles. His cock, only just inside her, throbbed. Then he moved to her neck, kissing her there. His hands were hooked under her, holding her up. Druze dropped down. He must have been bending his knees. He thrust into her, hitting her spot from the word go. She was ashamed that she cried out…loudly. The noise laced with such pleasure. It shocked her how close she was to coming and he hadn’t even touched her clit yet.

  His eyes remained focused on her as he began to fuck her. It was carnal. It was lust. So wanton it took her breath away. Her vision blurred. Her body vibrated from the inside out.

  Druze made plenty of noises as well. He grunted, he groaned, he moaned. His facial expression was that of utter rapture. She’d never experienced anything like it. To see a man so taken with the moment. It only intensified everything.

  Her mouth was open. She was sucking air like a dying person. Her hands hurt from how hard she was clutching him, and yet she couldn’t let go. Her orgasm was right there.

  He leaned forward, still thrusting. His chest against hers. She could feel his heart racing. His breath tickled the shell of her ear. “Come for me.” He panted the words out. “Come for me, Dr. Baker.”

  “Call me Britt,” she mewled.

  “No.” He fucked her harder, deeper.

  Britt groaned, holding on by a thread. A gossamer strand. “Screw you!” she groaned. “Screw you, Doctor!” she moaned.

  He took her mouth with a deep growl, their tongues dueling. She wanted to push him away almost as much as she wanted to pull him closer. Britt hooked her ankles around his back. She dug her nails in as she felt his finger on her clit. Just the one. Just the tip. It was enough. She yelled as her pussy began to spasm. As her orgasm rushed through her like a freight train.

  Druze grunted loudly as he began to jerk. She felt heat deep inside her as he spilled himself. His hands tightened on her thighs. The kiss became frantic, hungry, morphing into something sweet…soft even. Something. Then he pulled away like he’d been tasered. His eyes filled with pain. A deep-seated hurt.

  “What is it? Are you alright?”

  He shook his head. “I’m sorry! So damned sorry.” He pulled out and put her down. She felt his sperm drip down her thighs. They hadn’t been very responsible. Good thing she was on the pill.

  “What’s going on, Druze? There is more to this. Maybe I can help.”

  He shook his head, looking defeated. “Please pack up your things.”

  “Back to that.”

  “Yes, nothing has changed.” He raked a hand through his hair.

  “You’re still firing me?”

  “Yes.”

  “You know it’s wrong,” she whispered.

  “It’s for your own good, Dr. Baker.” With that he turned and left, leaving the same way he had come. She watched him shift and take to the sky.

  Brittney put a hand to her chest, between her breasts. She sank down onto the floor. Then she did something she hadn’t done in a long while. Brittney cried.

  Chapter 18

  The next morning…

  Stone stopped dead in his tracks as Druze entered the room. He visibly bristled. Each muscle bulging and roped. The male sniffed the air. “What the fuck did you do?” he spoke softly. Too softly. Druze could see the male’s mind working.

  Druze pulled his shoulders back. Stick to the facts! “I had sex with Dr. Baker. It was a mistake. That is why I had to let her go.”

  “I know what you did. I already spoke to Dr. Baker. I just can’t believe you did it. If anyone should be let go here, it’s you!” Stone’s eyes narrowed, his face was red. “How did this happen?” The male raked a hand through his hair and paced to the other side of the room. “You had a job to do. An important one at that and you…” He growled in frustration. “Dr. Baker is a fantastic healer. My female feels comfortable with her. I like her. She knows what she’s doing. I can’t fucking believe this.” He clenched his jaw, shaking his head. “It would put you back in your research if you were to bring someone else in at this point.”

  “It just h-happened,” Druze stammered, sounding like an idiot.

  “These things don’t ‘just happen’.” Stone turned back to him. His eyes were clouded in pain. “You said you would dedicate your life to finding a cure. Your life, Druze. A couple of years is hardly a lifetime. Have you already forgotten her? Have you forgotten about what you did?”

  “I haven’t forgotten a damned thing. What happened with Dr. Baker was a mistake. It was nothing.” Druze felt like the biggest asshole alive for even saying that. For the way he had treated Britt…Dr. Baker, but it had to be this way. “I already have another candidate lined up. A male. He is excellent—”

  “No!” Stone snarled. “You fucked up. You did!” He pointed at Druze. “You fucked up yet again! My female means everything to me. This is my family we’re talking about. My twin sister died because of you and now my mate and children could die too.” The male gave an anguished sob and turned to face away. He squeezed the back of his neck with his hand and stood there for a good half a minute, composing himself.

  Druze could see he was breathing heavily. He forced himself to stay quiet. To give Stone the time he needed.

  “I can’t believe I trusted you,” Stone muttered as he turned. “I was a fool.” His eyes blazed with anger.

  “You can trust me,” Druze countered.

  “Like hell I can.” Stone shook his head. “I already cleared things with Granite.”

  “What things?” Druze didn’t like the way this sounded.

  “Dr. Baker isn’t going anywhere. It seems like you did a good job of convincing her she needed to go. An even better job of treating her like garbage. I had to work hard to convince her to stay, but—”

  “How dare you override my decision like that!” Druze felt everything in him bristle. He felt scales rub.

  “It’s done! I obtained permission from Granite. It’s for the good of my family.”

  “Like hell!” Druze snarled. “Every male in this lair will go after that female. You know it. By reinstating Dr. Baker, you’ve basically told her it’s okay to fuck around. Think of the fighting between the males. She could get hurt. We’ll all lose focus. It won’t work. It can’t!”

  “It will work if the two are you are seen as a couple going forward.”

  “What?” he snarled, his hands curling into fists. His teeth sharpened. “You cannot be fucking serious! I fucked her once, I don’t wish to do so ever again!” he yelled.

  “Who said anything about fucking her?” Stone yelled back. “The two of you can date. I need you to be seen together, as a couple. You don’t get to fuck her again!”

  “We’re a couple who doesn’t fuck?” He made a noise of exasperation. “How is that going to work? No one will believe it.”

  “You’ll have to convince them then. You’re a strong male. One of our best warriors in this lair, up until not so long ago. We both know you should be leading. Whether they believe you or not, they’ll leave you alone. More importantly, they’ll leave her alone. The three of you can get on with your work. Will you be able to work with Dr. Baker?”

  No!

  Fuck no!

  He didn’t want her there. Even worse, now he would be expected to play ‘happy couple’ with the female. This was a disaster. “Yes,” he finally growled. He was a grown-ass male. He would deal. If Stone wanted this then he would make it happen.

  “More importantly, can you keep your dick in your pants?”

  “Yes!” he pushed out. Problem was, he wasn’t so sure.

  * * *

  Later that morning…

  The door was right there. Right in front of her. Britt’s heart was in her throat. Her palms were sweaty. Heck, her whole body was sweaty. Maybe she had made the wrong decision by choosing to stay. No! Screw Druze. Screw that asshole. She was right for this position. She enjoyed her work. There was a chance she would make a real difference when it came time for these eggs to be laid.

  Brittney refused to be
pushed out because Druze was… What was Druze? Why had he done what he had done? To all intents and purposes, he wasn’t some kind of player. By his own admission and by his actions, he hadn’t had sex for a long time. Same as her. Players screwed around as much as possible. Why had he pursued her? Because despite what he had said about her body begging him— Pleeeaaase! What bullshit! It was Druze who had taken the initiative. Not her! Why had he done it if he wasn’t a player? It wasn’t like she was special in his eyes. People didn’t discard people they valued. He’d tried to throw her out.

  All she had been to him was a warm body to get off in. That much was clear. Again, that didn’t add up. He could get sex from any she-dragon he wanted, and yet he had chosen her. The human. Maybe something new? Something different? No, that didn’t add up either. He’d said that human women had hounded him when he was a med student ‒ she believed him. He’d also said that he hadn’t been interested. Druze had looked…hurt after they’d had sex. Hurt and then angry. First at himself and then at her. Why? What was—?

  The door opened, causing her to yelp.

  “Are you coming in?” Druze was frowning darkly. Still angry with her, it would seem.

  “No.” She shook her head.

  “Suit yourself.” He began closing the door.

  “I need to talk to you first.” She stood tall, keeping her eyes locked with his.

  Druze kept his eyes on her for a time and then closed the door behind him, stepping further into the hallway. “You’re right we do need to talk, but it might be better after hours, in a more private—”

  “No, right here and now. We can keep it brief.”

  Druze folded his arms. It was clear he didn’t enjoy being talked to like that. “Fine!” he barked.

  “I almost didn’t come back. If it weren’t for the patients and the groundbreaking work we are doing, I wouldn’t be here.”

  Druze pushed out a breath. “If it was up to me, you’d still be fired.”