“I can’t get enough of you,” he murmured as he kissed his way down her spine. “I want to have you again and again, souler.”
“Yeah, well, as wonderful as that sounds I have work to go to and a boss to apologize to.” She tried to move his arms but he refused to budge.
“Not yet, Sky. One more round, please.” He nipped her ass and she cried out and tried in vain to bat at him. It was difficult to hit him but she tried.
He laughed. “Come on, one more round of sex and I promise to let you go.”
She shook her head. “I can’t. I really need to see Mason.”
Brenton groaned and let her go.
“But you can help me clean up.” She scrambled out of bed and rushed to the bathroom with him on her heels.
An hour later she sat in his kitchen eating the breakfast he had cooked. Something new she’d learned about him; he was an excellent cook and knew his way around a kitchen. She was impressed. As Sky sat there eating, something occurred to her about their night together. Panic caused her to sit up straighter on the stool. “Shit, we didn’t use protection at all.”
He glanced up at her from the sink. His look said it all. He knew too. She swallowed hard as heat flushed her cheeks.
“I know,” he acknowledged softly.
“I could be…”
“Not yet,” Brenton said firmly.
She tilted her head to the side and took in the calm expression on his face. “What do you mean not yet?”
“You’re not a dragon. It takes a while for pregnancy to occur when dealing with cross-species breeding.”
Her eyebrow went up and her hackles rose. “Breeding, is that how --”
He held up a hand and cut her off. “No, this is not how I see it. What we did last night was making love, not fucking or sex, and definitely not breeding. I chose the wrong word and I’m sorry.”
Fight averted. She slumped on her stool. “Next time we use condoms. I’m not ready for kids just yet.”
“Do you want children?” he asked softly.
Brenton didn’t look at her when he asked. His focus seemed to be on scrubbing an already clean pan. Tension weighed in the air and she knew her answer was important. We have so much to discuss. “Careful, you’ll wear a hole in it,” Sky joked.
He put down the pan and looked up at her. “Do you?”
His expression was serious and for a second she wanted to avoid the subject, but by the look in his eyes she knew she wouldn’t be able to without offending him. With a sigh, Sky met his honest, open gaze. “I want to have kids but not yet. Is that a problem?”
“No, I just want to make sure we’re on the same page.”
“Boy, for someone who’s never done the relationship stuff, you move right to the sticky parts. Anything else you need to know, parents’ names, siblings?”
He shook his head. “I know we’re both clean. You had to write all that info down on your application to be a submissive at the club. As for your history, I’d like you to tell me that on your own time. I just want to know one other thing: how do you see this relationship going? At what speed do you want to proceed?”
Sky thought about it. “From the moment I met you I knew I wanted to be with you. Now that I have you and know how you feel about me, I want to take it slow. Is that okay by you?”
He gave her a dazzling smile that made her stomach flip, her heartbeat skip, and warmth spread from her chest outward. She found herself smiling back.
“It’s fine by me as long as you’re with me.” He made his way around the counter and bent down to steal a soft, sweet kiss that made her want to giggle with happiness.
“Now eat the rest of your breakfast. I have plans for that deliciously curvaceous body of yours.”
She raised an eyebrow. “Oh, really?”
“Don’t defy me, woman, or your punishment will be far worse later.”
Sky quickly ate her breakfast and ran to the door. “Let’s see what you got,” she called over her shoulder before rushing out into the hall and pulling the door shut behind her. She laughed and trotted to the elevators, on cloud nine.
—
She made a quick stop at her apartment to change into her own clothes, then headed to Pagan’s Corner. Her boss Mason was just opening the pub for the brunch crowd.
“Hi, Mason,” Sky called out. The warlock just looked up and nodded. She sighed. He wasn’t even giving her an idea of his state of mind. “Tall, silent types,” she grumbled and went after him.
“I’m sorry I ran off halfway into my shift without telling you. Mason, do I still have a job here or not?” Sky demanded when they reached the bar.
“Depends. Can you work this weekend?” he asked. His power rippled in his gruff tone, making her shiver.
“Yeah, I signed up for it.”
“And you intend to keep working here?” he asked without looking at her.
“Yes, I love my job.”
“So, I don’t see a problem unless you run off again without telling me.” Mason looked up. His violet eyes bore into hers, causing her discomfort.
Sky licked her lips. “It won’t happen again.”
Mason just nodded. “Your new uniform is in the back. Take the brunch and night crowd. Shellie will be in for the afternoon people. Hunter will be with you for the evening group.”
Mason turned and walked away leaving Sky baffled. How’d he know I needed a new uniform?
“Warlocks,” Sky muttered before going into the back and changing.
—
Brenton sipped his beer and watched Sky move through the crowd, pausing to talk to patrons, and deliver food and drinks. She’s all mine, he marveled.
“I heard you got collared.” A hand grabbed his shoulder and gave it a squeeze before letting go. He watched his brother Egan slide onto the stool next to him.
“Not collared. Not yet, we’re going to take it slow. Where’s Kyden?” Brenton smirked, knowing the answer.
“Probably running around the office after Selena.” Egan paused to order a beer. “So that means I’m the last one left standing, huh?”
Brenton laughed. “Looks like it, bro. I’ve found my fire companion. So, when are you finally going to go after that ferret shifter of yours?” A stain of red marred Egan’s cheeks, causing Brenton to smile and pat his brother’s back. “Go after her. I’m telling you it will be worth it.”
He looked over at the bar and caught Sky looking at him. His heart contracted and warmth spread through him. His dragon stirred and contentment filled them both.
Ours, it rasped.
Ours, Brenton responded.
—
Sky locked up the bar and headed to the parking lot. There was a bounce in her step. She couldn’t stop grinning. Up until closing time Brenton and his brother Egan had been at the bar. It made her feel good to know that he was there and he was all hers.
“Sky, over here.” She glanced up to see Brenton leaning against his silver Jaguar XKR. He went around the side and opened the door. “Your ride awaits you, souler.”
She giggled and sauntered over to him. “Keep this up and I may give you a little extra something later.”
“Oh, I have ideas of my own.”
She slipped into the passenger’s side, marveling at the butter soft leather seats and all black and dark mesh aluminum interior. She couldn’t help but chuckle at the tinted windows. “Dark enough in here, Batman?”
“Not nearly enough.” He slipped into the driver side and pulled the door shut before leaning over the console to steal a kiss. “Now buckle up so we can get going.”
She buckled her safety belt and settled in. “Where are we going?”
“To the club.”
A thrill went up her spine. “You want to play at this hour? It’s nearly five in the morning and I’ve got the afternoon shift today.”
“That’s why we’re not going to the penthouse. Now shush and let me concentrate.”
Sky eyed him and smiled as a naughty thought e
ntered her mind. She reached over and placed a hand on his thigh.
“Sky.” A single word warning, which she ignored.
She began to stroke his thigh softly, moving her palm closer toward his groin with each touch. He took his hand off the wheel and tried to move her hand. Her answer was to dig her nails in.
“Don’t,” he warned.
“Why not?” She relaxed her grip. “Mmmmm, such strong thighs. I wonder what it would be like to suck you off. Would your thighs close around my head?”
It was a heady thought. All that banked power surrounding her and yet he would hold back, she knew. What intrigued her more was tasting him, giving him the pleasure his mouth had given her last night.
“I wonder how you taste, salty but sweet with an edge of spicy or something else?” she murmured huskily. “Would you come in my mouth or insist on coming all over my breasts? Would you even want me to swallow?” His thigh flexed and relaxed under her touch, which made her smile. He remained silent but she could hear him panting. His hand moved, which gave her the freedom to touch him higher up on his thigh before sliding her palm over his erection. The heat she felt through the fabric of his pants surprised her.
“So hot.” She outlined his erection with her hand and stroked him through the material. “So hard, goddess, I want to know what you feel like against my skin, over my lips,” Sky moaned.
She was rewarded by a groan. Encouraged, she continued in a soft tone while trying to lean over the console. The safety belt blocked her way. “Damn it, I want it out to touch.”
“Sky, no, not yet.”
“Undo your pants,” she urged. “I want to touch you.”
“I’m driving.”
“You can drive and I can touch you at the same time.”
“You are going to be the death of me,” he grumbled.
She watched in amazement as he somehow undid his belt and fly with one hand while focusing on the road. Sky reached over and slipped her hand into his pants. She wrapped her hand around his cock and marveled at how soft his skin was and how hot he felt. Brenton’s cock was like velvet-covered steel. “So soft and yet so hard.”
She gave him a squeeze just below his wide cockhead before stroking him. He groaned and his hips bucked. “Shit, we have to pull over.”
“I can see the lights of the club up ahead.”
“You want us to get there in one piece, stop the hand job.”
She chuckled. “Men are so distractible. Fine, but you promise me I get to suck you off when we’re alone.”
“Baby, you can count on it.” He let out a groan when she gave him one last squeeze before pulling her hand out of his pants. A glance over showed her the wide helmet of his glans peeking out of the fly of his pants. She smiled at the opalescent tear at the slit. Before he could stop her she swiped it up with her index finger and slipped it into her mouth. Salty spiciness burst on her tongue and she moaned.
“Damn it, woman…” he growled. “Mmm, delicious.” She giggled. “You are tempting the dragon.” “And loving every minute of it.” “Goddess, I want to kiss you but if I do we may crash.” “So, pull over.” “Can’t. We’re on a time limit.” Sky narrowed her eyes at him. “What do you mean?” “You’ll see.” He turned into a parking lot she had never seen. Before she could blink, he turned the car off, was out of the driver’s seat and on her side holding open the car door. “Come on, souler, we don’t have much time.”
She scrambled to undo her safety belt and get out. He slammed the door shut and rushed her inside. They took a private elevator up to the VIP floors. She’d just opened her mouth to remind him to zip his fly when the doors opened and she was confronted by a vast room filled with plants. Walls of windows showed her one of the most spectacular views of the sunrise on Utopia Bay. He pulled her out of the elevator and scooped her up in his arms. Brenton strode into the room and placed her down on a large bed covered in rose petals. Once they were both settled he handed her a glass of orange liquid.
“Mimosas,” he announced. “Salute the day with me.”
Her mind was blank. All she could do was laugh and clink her glass against his before taking a sip. He snuggled next to her and she let out a sigh. “Thank you,” he whispered as he placed a kiss on top of her head.
She looked up at him. “For what?”
“For agreeing to be with me, give us a chance. I know that I will do everything in my power to be worthy of you.”
“You are worthy of me.”
“I…” His face softened and his eyes glittered with vulnerability. “I don’t feel I am yet.”
“Trust me, you are. This was wonderful, by the way.”
He grinned. “I normally come up here on my own and toast the day. I wanted to share it with you.”
“Thank you. I feel honored.”
They lay cuddled up next to each other, watching birds fly past the windows and the early morning sun glittering off the windows and rooftops. In the distance a few dragons made lazy figure eights in the sky. A phoenix rose in the air and took off in a burst of fire, and gargoyles settled back on the taller buildings of Utopia Bay, where they turned to stone for the day. In this quiet moment with Brenton, Sky couldn’t help but be happy that not only had he found his fire companion in her but she felt that she had found her soul mate.
Selena Illyria
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