Amelia bit into her pizza and almost moaned in pleasure. It was so good. For an instant, she forgot all about the question she was about to ask and just reveled in the perfect symphony of rich, savory tastes and textures.
Rohan never took his eyes off her as he ate. There was a look of supreme satisfaction on his face as he watched her enjoying her food.
Meeting his gaze, Amelia hurriedly stuffed the rest of her pizza in her mouth and said, “Okay. I've eaten. Now, let's talk.”
“What do you want to know?”
“Everything.”
Rohan chuckled. “You'll have to narrow it down a bit. I don't know everything.”
Amelia rolled her eyes. “You know what I mean. But fine. Who are you? What are you? Where did you come from? You said you're an alien, so how and when did you come to Earth? Why are you here?” She ticked off the questions on her fingers.
Rohan nodded to acknowledge all her questions. The laughter left his eyes and was replaced by something she couldn't quite read.
“Look, you don't have to answer them if you don't want to,” she said quickly. “My questions are rather intrusive...and you're joking about being an alien, right?”
“No. I will never joke about this.”
In a low, quiet voice, he told her his story.
Amelia listened in complete silence as Rohan told her about the brutal war on his home planet and the massacre of his people. He told her about the Slayors and the murders they had committed, on Korra and on Earth. And he told her who he was and what he did.
“Edriq and Zul hunt these Slayors with me. We are the only weredragon warriors left. The other Dracans have lost their ability to shift. I can't let the Slayors wipe out what is left of my people,” he said grimly.
Amelia nodded slowly. “Tessa mentioned her Uncle Edriq and Uncle Zul. I thought they're your brothers...”
“They are. We've gone through so much together and saved each other's lives more times than we can count. They're not just my guards. They are...”
“Your brothers, your family, and they are Tessa's uncles,” Amelia said, putting her hand over his. “I've seen Edriq and Zul. They take turns dropping Tessa off and picking her up from school. I can see Tessa adores them!”
“She bullies them too,” Rohan deadpanned.
Amelia laughed. The crowd had thinned but the other diners were still eating and chatting at their tables. Amelia finished her tea in silence as she thought about everything that Rohan had just told her. She had no doubt that he was telling her the truth. She just had one more question…
“Tessa isn't a weredragon, right?” Amelia asked quietly. “She's human. So...Tessa's mother…?”
“Tessa's mother was a human woman,” Rohan said. “We dated for a while, and we parted as friends. It was a few months after we broke up that I learned that she was pregnant. I supported her through her pregnancy, and we worked out a parenting arrangement. We were no longer together, but we would be parents together. In the final month of her pregnancy, Irina died suddenly from a ruptured brain aneurysm. There were no symptoms at all. No one even knew she had a brain aneurysm. The doctors couldn't save her, but they saved our baby.”
After a long pause, Amelia asked, “Did she know…?”
“Yes. She knew about my people. I dated many human women, but I only told Irina.”
“You loved her.”
Rohan gave a curt nod. “Yes. She was a good friend, and the mother of my child. But she wasn't my mate. Irina knew that as well. Weredragons have only one mate and we mate for life. My dragon has been waiting a long time to claim its mate.”
Amelia stirred her cold tea and thought about what he said. Finally, she asked softly, “Why don't you search harder for your mate? I'm sure...”
Rohan leaned in and touched her face tenderly. Amelia gasped when he pulled her in and kissed her across the table.
“I've found already my mate,” he whispered against her lips.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Rohan parked his car in front of Amelia's apartment block and walked her up the stairs. He waited until she unlocked her front door and was safely inside her apartment.
Amelia was still blushing. She had been blushing ever since he told her that she was his mate. She had smiled and fidgeted, not knowing how to respond to his confession. Well, he would give her all the time she needed. It had taken him so long to find his mate. He wasn't going to scare her off by being a pushy, possessive prick.
Amelia stood behind her door and said softly, “Thank you, Rohan. It was a...really lovely date. Thank you for telling me so much about yourself, and your people. I promise I won't tell...”
“I trust you, Amelia.” Rohan smiled and stepped back. “Good night.”
“Good night, Rohan.”
She closed the door but he didn't hear her lock turn. Rohan frowned and waited. Still there wasn't that telltale click of the lock. She was still standing there, on the other side of the door.
She was leaning against the door, her breathing soft and shallow as she pressed her ear against the door to hear his departing footsteps.
Was she waiting for him to stay, or waiting for him to leave?
But he wasn't leaving until he was sure she had locked and bolted her door. He raised his fist, preparing to pound on her door and order her to lock up.
The door flew open suddenly.
Amelia stood there, staring at him with a determined expression on her face. She was panting slightly and she stared at him with a silent question and plea in her eyes but she didn't say a word.
Instead, she grabbed his collar and yanked him into her apartment.
Their arms twined around each other and Rohan crushed his mouth against hers in a fierce, bruising kiss. He took her mouth and kissed her with a desperate, urgent, burning need. He needed her more than he needed to breathe.
He couldn't get enough of her. With one hand, he closed her front door and slid the lock into place. He kept his other hand on the small of her back, holding her in place and pressing her to him.
Amelia moaned when he deepened the kiss. He had her pinned against the wall and he kissed her with an unrelenting, primal hunger. Her eyelids fluttered as he kissed down her jaw and neck.
“Rohan...” she said breathlessly, putting her palms on his chest and pushing him back. “I...I've never...ah, I should resist you, resist this, but...I can't. I don't understand...I've never felt like this—for any man...”
“Shh,” Rohan said, stroking her back. “I got you. I got you, baby. You don't have to resist anything.” He captured her flushed face in both his hands and looked deep into her eyes. There was no doubt at all. Amelia was his mate. His dragon had reared up and revealed itself to her at their very first meeting. His dragon recognized its mate and when she looked at him and saw his dragon, saw what he was even before he told her, there was no fear in her eyes.
“Amelia,” Rohan growled, holding her wrists and pressing her hands to the wall.
Amelia whimpered and struggled weakly in his grip. She writhed and arched her back as he kissed her, her lips parting to invite him in.
She made a small, plaintive sound at the back of her throat and clawed desperately at him. Pushing his jacket off his shoulders, she undid his buttons and pressed her palms against his bare chest.
“Rohan,” she murmured, gazing at his ripped torso with heavy-lidded eyes. “I never have sex on the first date.”
“We're not going to have sex.”
“We're not?” Was it his imagination, or did she look disappointed?
“No. But I'm going to pleasure you out of your mind, Amelia. I want to see you come as I fuck you with my fingers. And I want to feel you come against my mouth. I'll make you beg and scream, and I will know every inch of your luscious body. But I won't have sex with you. I won't take you. Not yet,” he grated out.
She wasn't ready. If he took her and claimed her with his dragon fire, she might not
survive the claiming.
He couldn't lose her.
“God, I want you so much, Amelia,” he said as he took a ragged breath.
He wanted her so much he was going out of his goddamn mind, but he would never, ever put her life in danger.
“I want you too, Rohan,” she whispered, digging her nails into his shoulders. She bit her lip and swallowed. “I want you to touch me.”
CHAPTER NINETEEN
Amelia pushed the two halves of Rohan's shirt apart and ran her hands down his broad, solid chest. She felt his muscles tense under her fingers and he sucked in a sharp breath when she raked her nails down his ripped abdomen and back up to his pecs.
Rohan's body was all hard, toned muscle, and his skin was tanned and smooth. Amelia licked her lips as she trailed her hand down to his belt. She was about to tug down his zipper but Rohan caught her wrist firmly and growled.
“No.”
She tried to pull her hand away but he held her tighter. “I'm a disciplined man but don't tempt my dragon, Amelia.”
Amelia gasped as he swung her easily into his arms and carried her to the couch. Her bedroom wasn't that far away but the couch was nearer. Rohan couldn't wait any longer. The fierce, feral lust in his eyes was making her entire body ache with want. Her core was wet and throbbing, and if he didn't ease her maddening hunger soon, she was sure she would explode and spontaneously combust right there on her couch.
This really was madness. Amelia had never invited a man home after the first date. She usually wasn't that reckless...and horny. But nothing about this situation was usual.
Rohan had just told her that he was a dragon shifter, and she was all right with it.
She hadn't freaked out, or snorted and told him to stop pulling her leg. He had just told her that he was an alien, for God's sake. He was the most gorgeous, hot, sexy man she had ever laid eyes on, but he wasn't…human.
She should be scared, but she wasn't. She should doubt him, yet she believed him completely. She wasn't in the least afraid or wary of him. In fact, she felt completely safe with him. When he held her, she felt protected, cherished and loved. No man had ever looked at her like that before.
Like she was his.
Amelia was usually a tad self-conscious when she got naked with a man for the first time. She wasn't slim and svelte, and her skin wasn't blemish-free. She had spots and freckles, and love handles which she could never get rid off no matter how much she exercised. She just wasn't built that way. Her body was naturally soft and curvy, and she had accepted that she would never be lean, toned and athletic.
But with Rohan, she didn't feel shy and uncomfortable. She felt beautiful and desirable, and she wanted to feel his hands and mouth all over her naked body.
Rohan tugged at her jeans and she lifted her hips to allow him to slide her jeans off her legs.
“You're so beautiful, Amelia,” Rohan growled, as he knelt between her quivering thighs.
Amelia didn't wait for him to remove her blouse. She yanked her blouse over her head and unhooked her bra. Breathlessly, she lowered the cups of her bra very slowly and seductively, revealing her breasts to him little by little.
When Amelia finally dropped her bra to reveal her erect, pebbled nipples, Rohan's eyes blazed with raw, scorching want and hunger. He lurched forward and grabbed her.
Amelia threw her head back as Rohan pulled her nipple deep into his mouth. With his large hand over her other breast, he tormented her hard nubs with his teeth, tongue and fingers.
Amelia shuddered as Rohan ran his hand down her body and stroked the inside of her thigh. She spread her legs for him, needing him to touch her and penetrate her.
His long, skilful fingers explored her wet folds, opening her up as he rubbed her juices over her sensitive clit.
Slowly, he pressed a finger into her and began to move in and out of her body with long, languid strokes.
He slid another finger into her, holding her gaze as he fucked her deeper and harder with his fingers.
Amelia cried out as her pleasure grew more and more intense. Her muscles clenched and coiled tighter and tighter, and when Rohan tapped her swollen clit with his thumb, she climaxed suddenly and forcefully.
Panting, Amelia fought to catch her breath. Her world was still spinning and tilting, and she blinked rapidly to focus.
But Rohan wasn't done with her. Amelia raised her head to look at him when she felt his large hands under her knees. Spreading her wide, he gazed down at her naked body with a look of fierce possession.
Rohan leaned forward and kissed her long and slow. His lips moved down her body, between the valley of her breasts and down to her navel.
Amelia shivered when she saw the gleam in his golden eyes.
Rohan threw her legs over his broad shoulders and smirked. He wasn't done. Not by a long shot. He was just getting started.
CHAPTER TWENTY
Rohan slid his hands under Amelia's fleshy, generous buttocks and raised her hips to him. There was a light sheen of sweat on her skin and the musky scent of her sex was driving him wild.
He couldn't wait any longer. He had to taste her now.
Growling, Rohan lowered his mouth to her bare pussy and lapped hungrily at her quivering, pink folds.
Amelia moaned as he slipped her swollen clit past his lips and sucked it hard. She began to tremble as he swirled his tongue around her nub, flicking it, teasing it and tormenting her out of her mind.
Her juices leaked out of her as Rohan laved his tongue down her pussy and the inside of her thighs. He licked every drop of her sweet, sticky liquid and swallowed. His mate was so fucking hot and sweet. It was sheer agony to have her so close, to taste her and touch her, but not take her completely.
Rohan buried his tongue deep inside her and began to fuck her. He could feel her channel tightening and rippling around his tongue and his eyes almost crossed.
He would never get enough of her exquisite taste. She was so fucking sweet and sexy, and so goddamn perfect. He wanted to take her and claim her right now, make her his completely.
But her body might not be able to take the claiming fire of his dragon.
The fire would either strengthen her...or kill her.
He couldn't take that risk.
She was too important to him.
Rohan pushed his tongue deeper into her, feeling her feminine heat envelop him. He reached up and thumbed her nipples, tugging at her dark, throbbing peaks until she screamed her pleasure.
He kept fucking her relentlessly with his tongue, taking her higher and higher, making her orgasm again and again.
Amelia's nails dug deep into his shoulders as she screamed his name. Her head finally fell back against the cushions and she shuddered and whimpered softly.
Very slowly, she opened her eyes and blinked up at him. Her lips curved as she reached for him.
Rohan kissed her tenderly, letting her taste herself on his lips. She murmured as he sat down on the couch and pulled her onto his lap.
His cock stabbed against her thigh and she glanced down at his pants. His shirt was undone but other than that, he hadn't shed a single item of his clothing.
He was harder than ever, and his dragon was thrashing with fury and frustration within him.
His dragon wanted to take its mate and release its fire into her.
The sight of Amelia's sated, naked body wasn't helping. He needed something to distract himself from his rock hard cock and blue balls.
Amelia was running her fingers down his chest, her gaze lowering to the huge bulge in his pants. She tugged at his zipper and whispered, “Why don't I take care of that for you?”
Rohan was sorely tempted to take her up on her offer. But if he felt her hands and lips around his cock, he was sure he would lose the battle against his dragon.
He was after all...a man.
Rohan exhaled harshly. “Amelia...”
As he nuzzled her neck, his phone rang.<
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Saved by the bell.
Rohan scowled when Amelia slid off his lap and went to her bedroom, discreetly letting him answer the call in private. Rohan wanted to pull her back and tell her that there was no need for her to leave the room. He would never keep anything from her.
Rohan answered the call. He was at the door even before Zul had finished speaking.
“What's wrong?” Amelia asked, running out of her room. She had already changed to a loose t-shirt and shorts.
“I have to go.”
Amelia wrapped her arms around herself and gave a jerky nod. Rohan saw the fear and worry in her eyes. He went to her and hugged her hard, pressing his lips to her forehead.
“Has someone been…?” Amelia whispered.
Rohan shook his head. “No one's been killed.”
“Yet,” they said together.
Rohan caught her face and kissed her. She was the most amazing woman he had ever met, so smart and strong and caring.
She understood everything so quickly. She understood the threat to his people and what Rohan and his brothers were up against.
Rohan took a deep breath and told her the situation. She had a right to know everything. “Zul has just sighted the Slayor who killed my father. Zul saw General Nhor...”
“General?”
“Yes. He's a Slayor General.”
“Which means this Slayor is stronger and better than his soldiers.” Amelia grabbed his hand. “Please be careful, Rohan.”
“I will.” Rohan kissed her again and left.
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
Rohan flew swiftly towards a small town just west of the city. He used his dragon senses and zeroed in on Zul's exact location.
He'd called Zul back once he left Amelia's place. When Rohan asked Zul if he was absolutely sure it was General Nhor that he saw, Zul answered in the affirmative. “I saw Nhor walk out of a building and get into a car. There're a group of Slayors with him,” Zul said. “They're driving out of the city now. I'll follow them and see what they're up to. They can see me in dragon form so I'll trail them in my car.”
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