“Leslie is a very unhappy person,” Kaida said. “After their hatchling was born, Bishop and Ava took her to see Leslie. It didn’t go well. Leslie was rude to Ava and said some unkind things about the hatchling. She wasn’t pleased that Lila was a human like Ava and said so to Bishop.”
“Uh oh,” Bren said.
“Yes, as you can imagine, it did not go over well. They haven’t seen Leslie since.”
“Family can be difficult,” Bren said. He stroked her lower back and a throb of need started up in her lower belly.
“Do you speak with your mother?” Kaida asked. “Tyler told me he texts with her from time to time.”
“That sums up our relationship pretty accurately. We text from time to time. She doesn’t have much interest in Ty or me,” Bren said.
“I’m very sorry.”
“Thanks. I’m mostly over it… I think, but I worry about Tyler. Mom might have not been the greatest parent when I was growing up, but I at least had her in the house to show some interest in me occasionally. Dad was an absent father at best and Mom wasn’t exactly present either, but she at least pretended to care. Tyler didn’t even have that. He spends so much of his time looking for our father’s approval.”
He turned her in a slow circle, and the pain on his face made her heart ache for him. “I’ve asked Ty a hundred times to move in with me, but he won’t. It’s like he thinks that if he just tries hard enough, Dad will show some interest in him. It isn’t going to happen. All that matters to our father is his career. He drove my mother away, he drove me away, and eventually he’ll drive Tyler away too.”
“I like Tyler a lot,” she said. “I’ll miss our training sessions together.”
Bren smiled. “He’s already tried to convince me that he can keep training with you. He was beyond excited when he found out you were a dragon. He was calling me before I’d even left your clan on Wednesday night.”
The smile faltered a little. “He was pissed about not getting to see you again, but with so many reporters there, it’s impossible. Most of them know who he is, and the press would have a goddamn field day if they caught him visiting with dragons.”
“You as well,” Kaida said.
“Probably. But I’m not a kid, I can handle that kind of shit.”
“What do you think your father would say if he knew we were friends?” Kaida asked.
They were on the other side of the dance floor now. Bren stopped dancing and, ignoring the others who danced around them, said, “Let’s get two things straight. One, I don’t give a rat’s ass what my father thinks or says about anything I do, and I haven’t for a very long time. And two, you are more to me than just a friend, Kaida.”
His gaze dropped to her mouth and she said, “What am I to you, then?”
“A gorgeous, unbelievably sexy woman who I want in my bed,” he said.
She blinked a little at his straight forwardness before admitting the truth. “I want to be in your bed.”
“Then come home with me. Right now,” he said.
“I can’t,” she replied. “If we have sex and I hurt you…”
“You won’t,” he said.
“I might.”
“We’ll be careful.” He rubbed her back again, pressing her a little closer until she could feel the hard length of him against her hip. “Just thinking about you in my bed, does this to me. I want you, Kaida. And although I don’t believe you’ll hurt me, I do believe that being with you is worth the risk.”
He let go of her hand and cupped her jaw, rubbing his thumb along her cheek bone. “Take the risk, Kaida. Just for tonight. Let’s see how good it can be with us. What do you say?”
Her dragon demanded she say yes, its loud purring almost drowning out the rapid beat of her heart in her ears.
She wanted this man. Wanted him with a deep-seated ache she’d never felt before. His rock-solid belief that they could be together drowned her worry, leaving only desire in its place.
“Yes,” she said in a low voice. “I want that very much.”
His smile lit up his face, turning his already handsome features into something that resembled a god-like beauty. “Good. Let’s get out of here.”
Chapter Nineteen
The human was nervous. Kaida could smell it drifting from his skin as he opened the apartment door and ushered her in. It was mixed with the much stronger scent of lust, but her dragon still purred to the human, trying to soothe him.
“I really like that purring noise you do.” They had grabbed her small suitcase from the trunk of Willow’s car before they left the reception – Kaida flushed a little remembering the look of pure glee on Willow’s face when she realized Kaida was leaving with Bren – and Bren set it down by the front door.
He took her hand and led her down the hallway, pausing at the kitchen. “Do you want a drink first?”
“No.” She tugged on his hand and this time it was her that guided him down the hallway. They stepped into his bedroom and he flicked on the bedside lamp as she slipped out of her heels. By the time he’d kicked off his shoes and turned to face her, she had stripped off her dress and stood in front of him in her bra, panties, and stockings.
“Holy fuck,” he said.
“Do you like, human?” she said with a small smile.
“Very much.” He pulled her into his arms, and they kissed greedily. Kaida pushed Bren’s suit jacket off his arms and then loosened his tie. They broke apart and she tugged on the tie. “Take off your clothes, Bren.”
He stripped off his clothes, leaving them carelessly on the floor. She laughed when he hopped on one foot to remove his socks, but the laugh died in her throat when he pushed his briefs down his legs and stepped out of them.
“Do you like, dragoness?” he said teasingly.
His cock was long and thick and, her mouth watered, beautiful. She wanted to touch… she wanted to taste.
“I want it,” she said. “Give it to me.”
A smile crossed his gorgeous face. “Soon.”
Her dragon growled its disapproval, but Bren was sliding his arms around her and the way he trailed his fingers down her spine sent goosebumps popping up across her flesh. He bent his head and tasted her throat, his warm tongue licking a path up to her earlobe. He sucked on the lobe as he unhooked her bra. She wiggled out of it the moment it was loose, tossing it on top of Bren’s clothes.
He sucked in a breath, staring hungrily at her tits. When he cupped one, she arched into his touch. “Beautiful,” he said before plucking at one hard nipple. She cried out, arching her body against his until she could feel his cock pressing against her hip.
Before she could reach between them and touch it, his mouth closed around one aching nipple. He sucked hard, his hand teasing her other nipple with light pinches.
“Bren!” She clutched at his head, closing her eyes and losing herself to the sensation of his warm mouth and wet tongue as he kissed and sucked on each of her nipples.
She growled when he lifted his head. He pressed a kiss against her mouth. “It’s getting warm in here. Let’s open the window.”
She was making the room warm. The heat was radiating from her body and it would only get worse the more turned on she got. Embarrassment rolling across her in soft waves, she said, “Bren, maybe -”
“Nope.” He kissed her again. “Worth the risk, remember?”
He crossed the room and opened the window wide, popping out the screen and leaning it against the wall. Cold air drifted in and she glanced at the bed as Bren joined her. “Do you want me to move the bed closer to the window?”
She shook her head. “No, it’s close enough.”
“Good.” He stood behind her and kissed the back of her neck, cupping her hips and pulling her back against his dick. She ground against it as his hands slid up her flat abdomen and cupped her breasts. “Just so I know…how warm will your body get? Hot enough to burn me?”
“It shouldn’t,” she said. “As long as I release the flame.”
“Perfect.” He plucked at her nipples, making it difficult for her to concentrate on his words. “The window faces the alley, just like the spare room, so feel free to let loose with the fire.”
She pressed her hands over his, stopping their movement. “Bren, are you sure you want to do this?”
“Yes. I’m not worried.”
“Until I’m climaxing and accidentally set you on fire.”
He laughed, the sound warm and rich and doing a remarkable job of soothing her fear. “I’ll take my chances.”
He nipped her neck, those big hands of his tracing the bumps of her ribs and making her forget why being with him was probably a bad idea. Hell, she was probably panicking for nothing. It would be fine. She was attracted to Bren and she wanted to fuck him, but the orgasm had to be incredibly intense for her to blow fire. She’d only lost control of her orgasms a few times in the past and she’d been younger then. She had better control now.
Yeah, well you also haven’t had sex with anything other than a vibrator for over a year so…
Her inner voice made a good point.
“Kaida?” Bren’s hands had stopped their roaming and were clasped loosely across her abdomen.
“Sorry,” she said. “I was up in my head for a minute.”
“Would you feel better if we had a safe word?”
She craned her neck to stare up at him. “Safe word?”
“Yep.” His grin was adorable. “Let’s see, if I start shouting ‘marshmallow’, that’ll be your cue to stop sexy fun times.”
“Marshmallow?” A smile curved her own lips upward. “Really?”
“What? I’ll be a toasted marshmallow… you get it, right?”
She burst out laughing. “Oh my God, you’re such a dork. But okay, marshmallow it is.”
He slipped his fingers under the waistband of her panties and her laughter was replaced with a low moan.
He kissed the sensitive spot below her ear and whispered, “Spread your legs, honey.”
One hand cupping and teasing one breast, he touched the soft curls at the top of her mound with his other hand as she spread her legs. His fingers traced her wet pussy lips before dipping between them and rubbing delicately at her clit.
She hissed out a breath, smoke drifting from her nostrils as her skin heated up. She clutched at his arm, as his fingers explored and teased. One thick finger probed at her opening and when it slipped into her, she cried out with pleasure.
“I want to taste your pussy,” Bren breathed into her ear. “You good with that?”
“Oh God, yes,” she panted.
He helped her out of her panties and then rolled down her stockings, his tongue tracing a path from her thigh to mid shin as he crouched in front of her and pulled her stockings off her feet. He tossed them aside and stared at her pussy, a look of hunger on his face. She waited for him to kiss her pussy, but instead he pressed another kiss on her thigh before standing. “Lie on the bed, honey.”
She climbed onto his bed, lying on her back and watching as Bren took out a condom from the bedside table drawer. He set it on top of the table and walked to the foot of the bed. His hand stroked his cock lazily. She could see precum gleaming at the tip of it and her mouth watered.
“Forget the pussy eating,” she said. “I want to fuck you.”
He grinned and shook his head. “No backsies.”
“Human,” she growled as more smoke drifted from her nose. “I want your cock.”
“We have plenty of time, you can have it later,” he said. He stretched out on his stomach between her legs and hooked his arms under her thighs. He kissed her inner thigh and she let her legs fall apart wide. Bren was right. They had plenty of time and just the thought of Bren’s mouth on her pussy was making her wet.
When he didn’t move, she tapped him on the back with her foot. “Human, eat my pussy.”
“Yes, ma’am,” he said with a soft laugh.
She cried out, her hands clenching around the bedsheets at the first touch of his tongue against her pussy. He licked slowly and delicately, cleaning away the moisture without going near her aching clit.
“Human!” Her voice was a low growl. “Enough teasing!”
“Enough?” His head lifted and he smiled at her as his hands cupped her ass. “Honey, I haven’t even started.”
Her growl turned into purring as he dipped his head and licked up her slit. His tongue brushed against her clit and she arched, her hand clamping down on the back of his head to keep him where he was. To her relief, he focused on her clit, licking and sucking and nibbling lightly until she was grinding her pussy against his mouth and the pleasure filled every molecule of her body.
“Kaida.” Bren’s voice was low and so sexy sounding, it sent more pleasure licking up her spine. “Cool yourself down, honey.”
She stared blankly at him before looking at her chest. It was glowing red and even with the window open, the room was stifling hot. She rose up on her elbows, turned her head, and blew a burst of flame through the window. The red glow in her chest dimmed and she fell back against the pillows as Bren smiled at her.
“Good. See… no problem.”
“No problem,” she gasped. Unease was trickling through her body. She hadn’t even come yet and Bren was making her so hot – no pun intended – that she needed to release the flame.
Maybe this isn’t such a good idea, her inner voice whispered.
Her dragon snarled in disagreement and the thought was lost anyway when Bren sucked on her clit again. She cried his name, her hands twisting and turning in his thick hair as he teased the swollen nub with gentle nips and licks.
Her body was heating up again, her chest glowing bright red as she drew closer to her orgasm. Bren’s mouth was hot and wet, his tongue dancing feverishly over her clit, making the pleasure in her belly spike higher and higher.
He sucked her clit into his mouth again and it pushed her over the edge. She shrieked his name and reared upward, her body on fire, the pleasure pulsing through every nerve ending. She sucked in a deep breath and turned her face toward the window, opening her mouth before the fire could consume her. It shot out of her mouth and out through the window, a giant blast of orange and red flickering heat that lit up the alleyway like a beacon.
She sucked in another breath, her body shaking wildly, and released another burst of flame. This one was smaller and less intense, and she moaned before falling back on the bed. Bren slid up beside her, turning on his side and resting his hand on her quivering belly.
“Are you okay?” she gasped out. Her hands trembling, she examined his mouth and face, looking for redness or burn marks.
“I’m good,” he said.
“Are you sure? You’re not burnt or -”
He pressed his mouth against hers, stopping the jumble of words spilling out. He cupped her breast, toying with her nipple as they kissed deeply.
She reached down and slid her hand around his cock, pleasure spearing through her belly when he groaned into her mouth. She jacked him lightly, rubbing her thumb across the slit at the top until his hips jerked uncontrollably.
He tore his mouth from hers. “Fuck, that feels so good.”
She tightened her grip and stroked him some more as she kissed his chest. “Good. Roll onto your back. I want to be on top.”
He immediately rolled onto his back, reaching for the condom. Her dragon growled with pleasure at her mate’s obedience, and she leaned over and placed a path of kisses across his chest. She flicked her tongue against his flat nipple, and he muttered a curse, one hand cupping the back of her head. She sucked on his nipple and then broke free of his grip, smiling at him.
“Are you ready?”
“Condom,” he muttered. She took the condom from his hand. She rolled it down his cock, smoothing it into place and making a low sound of disapproval when he arched into her hand.
“Patience, Bren,” she said. She leaned over and kissed just below his belly button.
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p; He cried out, his hips jerking upwards. “Kaida, please.”
“I’ll suck your cock later,” she said teasingly before swinging a leg over him. “I want to fuck you.”
“I want that too.” His hands cupped her hips as she gripped the base of his cock. She pressed the head of his dick against her opening and they both groaned when she lowered herself down. His head breached her, and she pushed against the thick length, moaning as he filled her.
She took all of him, her bottom pressing against his warm body as she sank down.
“So tight,” he moaned as his hands dug into her hips.
She took a couple of deep breaths. “I love how thick you are.”
“Glad you – oh fuck…” Bren cried out when she squeezed her pussy around his cock. “Honey, don’t do that. You’ll make me come.”
She smiled down at him before taking his hands and placing them on her tits. He kneaded them roughly, his gaze trained on her pussy as she rose up and down slowly. His hips flexed beneath her, meeting each of her thrusts.
When she reached down and rubbed at her clit, he groaned and braced his feet on the bed, cupping her hips and thrusting into her harder and deeper. She let him control the pace as she brought herself closer to the edge.
“I want another one,” she panted to him. “All right?”
“Yes,” he groaned. “I want to feel you coming on my dick.”
She moaned, hot pleasure spiking through her pelvis and lower belly at his words. As she continued to thrust, she concentrated on her clit, rubbing in hard and furious circles. Her chest started to glow, and she threw her head back, staring up at the ceiling as her orgasm grew closer.
When the pleasure washed over her, she faced the window and released the fire in her chest. Shuddering, she braced her hands on Bren’s chest, riding each of his thrusts as he reached for his own climax.
She reached for his hands, peeling them off her hips and yanking them over his head. She pressed him into the bed, pinning him down and riding him hard, squeezing her pussy around his cock with every downward stroke.
“Fuck!” The scent of his need intensified, and she watched in fascination as his eyes slammed shut and he shouted her name. His body reared up, the cords in his neck standing out as he came and came again.
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