by T. Cobbin
“It’s okay,” he rushed on, wiping away the runaway drop. “If you do accept me and we become one, then my dragon can bite the inside of Freddie’s wrist when he turns twenty-one, and he will lead an extended life with us. He will be our son if we mate. I will treat him as if he were my own. Believe me.”
“What if I decide not to? Dennenth, I can sense I’m drawn to you.” She blushed. “My body feels all kinds of things it never has before. Not even Blake caused this kind of reaction in me.”
He gave her a cat-that-got-the-cream grin and pushed himself up more until his lips were about an inch from hers. “When I get inside of you, I’m going to make even more of an impact.”
He raised his hand, putting it around the nape of her neck, and pulled her forward. Her lips plied with his. He held onto the groan as he kissed her. His cock, which was currently underneath him, grew even more uncomfortable in his jeans. He had to release her and move slightly away.
“Darlin’, give me a chance. I know this is a huge thing to go through, but hey, you’ve already seen my beast, and he loves you already.”
“Presumptuous, aren’t you?” she asked with a cheeky smile lighting her face.
Yes, we love her. Now mate.
Soon I hope. The thought of her turning him down and denying both he and his dragon wasn’t something he could think of. If she did, they would wither away and die. His heart was only meant for his mate.
“You just kissed Mummy.” They both turned to see five-year-old Freddie staring at them with wide eyes. “Does that make you a prince instead of a giant?” he asked with total sincerity.
“Freddie!” admonished Sarah. “Dennenth isn’t a giant.”
“But Mummy, he’s so big he has to be.”
Dennenth couldn’t hold back the smile from his face. He supposed he was a giant in the kid’s eyes. Before Sarah could say anything else he spoke first. “So if I was a prince and I kissed your mummy that makes her a princess, right?”
“No.” Freddie laughed, his little chuckle lighting up Dennenth’s heart. “Mummy is a princess,” he whispered loudly. “If you kiss Mummy, then she makes you a prince.”
“Would you mind if I was to be a prince?”
“Only if you make Mummy have a happy ending, okay?”
“So I kiss Mummy, she makes me a prince, and I make sure she has a happy ever after?”
“Yep.” Freddie nodded enthusiastically.
Dennenth looked at Sarah and smiled. “Can I be your prince?”
Freddie’s laugh was so full and light-hearted he turned back toward the boy and stared.
“Did I do it wrong?” Dennenth asked, unsure of the game.
“You already k...kissed Mummy...you...a...re already a p...prince.” The lad was laughing so hard he couldn’t get his words out properly. It took Dennenth a few more seconds for everything to click into place.
“Oh, right. But I want Mummy to make sure. I don’t feel like a prince yet. She needs to kiss me again.” He looked back at Sarah who had a huge smile on her face.
* * * *
Hot damn, the man made her feel things she never had with Blake. When he had kissed her, she’d wanted more. She rubbed her thighs together, trying to get some kind of release from her throbbing clit.
She had to make a decision. Freddie was still rolling on the floor, laughing so hard he had tears on his cheeks. Dennenth was watching her with serious eyes, but he too had a smile on his face. If she was to go with him, she would be near Amy if anything went wrong. She knew Freddie already liked Dennenth. It was definitely something she was willing to try herself. So yeah, maybe she could do this.
“Okay.” She nodded and leaned forward to kiss the man again.
“Woo-hoo!” cheered her son. “You have to make sure Mummy had a happy ever after now, okay?” She watched Freddie stand before Dennenth, his laughter disappearing from his eyes, begging the man he had only just met to not hurt his mum.
To her disgust Dennenth spit on his hand and held it out for her son. “Princely promise.”
Freddie placed his tiny hand in Dennenth’s and shook it then proceeded to wipe it down his trousers. Eww.
She watched Freddie go back to playing with his cars. She knew Dennenth was staring at her, so she turned, raising an eyebrow.
“I’ll spend the fortnight with you, but you have to promise me one thing.” She looked down into her lap. “Freddie has been hurt before, and I won’t let it happen again. He is my first priority. He has to come first, okay?” She raised her head to look at Dennenth, fearing what she would see. Her heart lifted and melted when he smiled back at her.
“I told you, darlin’, he will be treated like my son too. I want a big, huge family and he is just the start. If anyone wanted to hurt him or you, they would have to come through me first.”
“Huge family, huh?”
“Yeah, lots of sex to make them too,” he whispered.
With a blush she rose to her feet and looked at Freddie. “Right, little man. How would you like to go on a holiday for a while?” she asked in an excited voice. “We can go on a car trip, see the city. Umm, go to the zoo. Maybe ride on the great big wheel in London? What you think?”
“Will Denny come? Where will we stay? Oh Mummy, can we see monkeys at the zoo?” Freddie jumped up and down as he asked his questions. The excitement on his face was priceless.
Sitting down on the couch, she picked her boy up and sat him on her knee. “Well, Dennenth offered to let us stay with him. He says he has a huge back garden to play football in.” Bending a little lower to Freddie’s ear, Sarah pretended to secretly whisper, making sure though that Dennenth could hear. “Maybe we can convince Dennenth to take you to a toy shop to get you some new cars, how about that?”
Freddie turned and looked at the big man who had just promised to be her prince. Turning back toward his mother, he lifted his lips to her ear. “Mummy, a prince isn’t going to be like Daddy?”
Her heart lurched, and tears formed in her eyes. How much damage had she done to her boy by staying with Blake for so long?
Swallowing the huge lump stuck in her throat, she croaked, “He won’t hurt Mummy, baby, and if he does, I’ve already told him I’ll set Auntie Melanie on him.”
The sadness in his eyes disappeared in seconds and a huge, beaming smile lit up his face. “She always kicks my football over the fence.” He nodded. “Yeah, we tell her to go after him.”
Sarah smiled and kissed his forehead. “So do you think we should pack a bag and go? We can see Auntie Amy and her new baby too.”
“Eww, babies smell and cry.” His little nose scrunched up with disgust.
“Hey, come on, this baby is sooo tiny it sleeps all the time.”
“But babies do cry, Mummy!”
“How about when the baby cries we go play ball?” Dennenth asked, joining the conversation. He lifted his huge body off the floor and knelt in front of them. “They cry loud, but they can’t play football yet,” he whispered to Freddie.
“Yeah!” He jumped off her lap and wrapped his arms around Dennenth’s neck. “You aren’t to hit Mummy, okay? Auntie Melanie will kick you over the fence. Plus, Mummy says princes don’t hurt.”
She had never seen Freddie have as much courage as he did in that second. With utter shock she sat there with her mouth open.
“Freddie, I promise never to hit or hurt your mummy, and if anyone else ever does, I’ll make sure they don’t do it again, okay?”
Freddie gave a satisfied nod, squeezed Dennenth in a hug, and ran off to his room. “Come on, Mummy, we need to pack toys.”
She looked at the sexy man that was still kneeling in front of her, his light gray eyes looking directly into hers.
“He normally wouldn’t say boo to a ghost. Good God, he just threatened you with Melanie.” She let out a slight snort and shook her head. “Oh dear Lord, that was fetching.” She chuckled, embarrassed, placing her hands over her now burning cheeks.
Dennenth reached u
p and pulled her hands from her face, kissing each palm. “Darlin’, everything is fetching about you. How about we go pack those bags? You won’t need too many toys for Freddie, we will take him shopping.”
Before she could utter a word of protest the man pulled her toward him and kissed her like there was no tomorrow. His tongue drove into her mouth when she gasped, and she moaned, tasting his spiciness. Oh, she really wanted to lick ice cream off his body. He tasted so fine, better than her favorite dessert. She let out a small whimper when he released her and sat back. He lifted his left eyebrow and smirked. Damn, the man was sexy!
Chapter 3
It was dark by the time they arrived at his Dennenth’s house. He parked his SUV in front of his place. The trip would have only taken an hour had they not stopped at Toy R Us. The car was packed with enough toys to fill a room. Seeing Freddie’s face light up as each new toy was added to the trolley put joy in Dennenth’s heart. Sarah, however, seemed to be a little pissed that he had spent so much. He was actually looking forward to playing with some of the items himself.
Always the kid, his dragon teased.
He looked around at Freddie. He was fast asleep in his new booster chair in the back.
“Here,” he said, passing his house keys to Sarah. “You unlock and I’ll carry.” He opened his door and climbed out of the car.
He got Freddie out and followed Sarah into the foyer, then headed straight up the winding staircase to the first floor bedrooms. When he had first come to London, about ten years ago, he had bought this place near Kensington. It was originally a five-bedroom place but in the process of development had been turned into four flats. He had spent the time turning it back into one big place. The foyer was now marbled black and white. A huge, spiral staircase looped around, going up three floors. Each of those floors had several bedrooms and bathrooms. The bottom floor had a huge kitchen, dining room, library, and living room.
Freddie never stirred as he placed him on the king-size bed in the room next to his. He stood back and watched Sarah undress the boy, leaving him in just his underwear and t-shirt. She kissed him tenderly on his forehead and walked out of the room with Dennenth.
“That room is huge.” She sighed. “What if he gets frightened or...”
“Then we will cross that bridge when it comes, okay?” He looked down into her worried face. “Why don’t you sit with him for a bit while I go unpack the car? Or you could investigate the house if you want.”
“No, I’ll help. It will give me something to do.” She smiled.
“You just want to play with some of his toys too.” He chuckled, sticking his tongue out at her. With a hand on the small of her back he led her downstairs and out to the car.
* * * *
Dennenth watched as Sarah placed a few soft toys into Freddie’s new tent. She had insisted that he still had his safe area, so Dennenth had bought a new tent, soft blankets, and plenty of treats and toys for it. She leaned back on her knees and smiled, looking satisfied that it was good to go. They had placed the tent in the room’s walk-in closet, tucking it up in the furthest corner.
He saw her stifling a yawn with the back of her hand. Damn, he had forgotten she might be tired after everything that had happened the last few days.
“Come on,” he whispered, pulling her up. She stood and curled into his body, her arms slipping around his waist.
“Thank you for this,” she said quietly, looking up at his face but not quite meeting his eyes. “I...um...appreciate all of this.” She gestured to the room.
With a smile he pulled her over toward where Freddie slept, leaned down and kissed the boy’s forehead, then signaled for her to do the same. He pulled her from the room, and on the way out he turned on several of the night-lights he had bought.
“You’re my mate. I will do anything for you or Freddie. If I can make either of you smile or laugh, it will make my whole day.”
She had her head held all the way back looking up at him. “Thank you again.”
“No thanks needed, darlin’.”
She was a whole lot shorter than he was. Her head barely came to the top of his shoulders. Even the cowboy boots she wore didn’t add that much height to her. He dipped down, placing his hands on the nape of her neck, and pulled her toward his mouth. His body lit up in flames as their mouths touched. Pushing his tongue between her lips, he gained entrance. They both groaned. Pulling her closer, he fucked her mouth with his tongue. When he drew back both of them were panting, staring at each other with lust in their eyes.
“However,” he added, “if that could be classed as a thank you, I would ask for a few more. Mmm, in fact a whole lot more.” He watched her cheek turn a deeper pink being the bandage still hid one. “May I tempt you into my bed, my lady, or would you like to sleep in another?” he asked, still holding onto her tightly around her waist.
His cock was so hard it was painful. He wanted to be inside of his mate so damn bad, to feel her pussy as he slid inside her. To have it clench when she came, milking his seed. He wanted to bite her, fill her with his scent. He bit his bottom lip to hold back a groan. He would wait though if she needed it.
Not that bloody patiently though, his dragon grumbled.
“I...um...perhaps...”
He couldn’t let her stumble any more.
“Put your arms around my neck.” He lifted her, tucking his arm under her knees, and whisked her up in a tight hold against his chest. She quickly wrapped her arms around his neck, burying her face against him as he carried her to the next room. His room—their room now. Kneeing the door open, he placed her gently on the floor.
“Here you go, darlin’. This is the best bed in the house. I’ve already put your bag on the bed for you.” Seeing her worried face, he knew she wasn’t ready. “It’s okay, Sarah. I understand.” He rubbed his thumb over her bottom lip, pulling it from her teeth. “You’re my mate. It knew it instantly. In my heart I already feel the bond we will share. But baby, you have to know that in your heart too.” He placed a gentle whisper of a kiss on her lips and turned to walk out of the room.
“Wait,” she gasped. “This is your room, so where will you sleep?”
“Don’t worry, darlin’, there are lots of other bedrooms in this place.” He saw her hesitate and frowned. “What’s up?”
“You...You could um... You could sleep next to me.” She looked over at the huge bed. “I mean, the bed is frigging enormous, a girl like me could get lost.”
He smiled at her. She seemed so innocent, he couldn’t resist, he wanted to see her blush again. “Well, a big man like me will take up an awful lot of room. You might just have to sleep pretty close, you know,” he teased.
Yep, there it was, her face went scarlet.
Letting out a chuckle, he tugged her into his arms and whispered in her ear. “Don’t worry, I’m only teasing. Go get ready for bed, I’ll wait here.” He kissed her ear, pushing her toward the bed. “Fully clothed,” he added. “Well, partly.” He shrugged his shoulders and smiled.
* * * *
Sarah quickly washed her hands and face and brushed her teeth, then dressed in her fluffy pink pajamas with bunnies on them. They made her a little self-conscious knowing she was about to walk into a room with a sexy bloke in it, but they were the ones she had picked up, so screw it.
She couldn’t believe she had done it—asked him to stay with her in his bed. Her hands were still shaking, and her heart felt like it was going to beat out of her chest. Had she really asked that man to sleep with her? But it was his bed. And he did draw her in. She trusted him to a point. But she had only known him a few days. Her mother would have called her a slut.
She could change her mind, tell him to sleep elsewhere, but she didn’t want him to. She hadn’t slept with anyone since Blake. He had been her first and only.
Taking a final look in the mirror, she shook her head. “I can do this,” she told herself.
With that, she turned and opened the bathroom door, turning the l
ight off. She stood stunned as she looked at the sexy, giant of a man lying on the four-poster, king-size bed.
His room had all pine furniture in it. Along one wall there were several chests of drawers. Either side of the bed were two nightstands with gold-colored lamps on them. The room was decorated in light brown or tan colors. It wasn’t that bad, just typical man stuff.
Dennenth lay sprawled on the left side of the bed, furthest away from her. He was lying on his back, his legs crossed and his eyes closed, his hair strewn over the pillows under his head. He was partially dressed. His top, naked half was bronzed, and his muscles and tattoos showed in the moonlight. On his bottom half he wore some kind of silky, black pajama bottoms that lay loosely around his thick legs. She crept over to the bed and stood by the edge, checking out his sexy body.
“Darlin’, you keep looking at me like that and I’ll either be inside you pretty fucking fast or going to sleep in another bed rather frustrated. Mmm, thinking about it...nope, just inside of you.” He slowly opened his eyes. “I love that color on your face.”
“Ha-ha,” she replied. Her face was indeed burning with embarrassment, her body feverish with sexual heat. She could feel her tight nipples rub against her pajamas, and her pussy felt slick. But it was too soon...wasn’t it?
Putting a knee on the bed, she pulled back the heavy quilt and crawled underneath it. He turned toward her, lying on his side and propping his head on his hand. His hair was out of its normal tie, and it fell just behind his hand, long and silky. She wondered if it would feel as silky as it looked if she was to run her fingers through it. He had a little gruff on his face tonight. It made his rugged looks so much better. Her mouth watered.
“Getting a good look, baby?” he asked in a tantalizing voice.
“If you don’t stop teasing me, Dennenth, you will find yourself in another bed.” She chuckled, watching his smile disappear from his face.
