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“Oh ...” I mumbled.

Dorran sucked harder, lifting his thigh, he placed it against the throbbing ache between my legs. My back arched. It was freedom. It was fan-freaking-tastic.

Dorran palmed my hip, and slowly slid his palm up my stomach to the other nipple, capturing it between his rough fingertips. A heavy pressure built in my stomach, and a wave of molten lava crashed over me.

I released.

Right there on the roof.

In front of The Dragon King. Because of The Dragon King.

I halted, embarrassment stinging me like bees.

Dorran’s chest vibrated, and a deep growl escaped from him. When he pulled up, his eyes were red, and his dragon was in control. I couldn’t speak. I watched his muscles flex, and the sheer desire on his face.

Curling his finger around the side of my panties, he began to lower them, licking his lips as he planned to taste me when he stalled as if something caught his attention that I didn’t notice

“Boss.”

Crap.

Dorran sat back on his knees and shook his head, tossing the blanket back over me. “What?” he hissed.

“The dog is waking,” he whispered from the side of the house.

Dorran stood up swiftly, gathered me into his arms, and jumped in the air. The scream caught in my throat, and in two seconds, I was inside the bathroom with Dorran leaning over me.

The counter pressed into my back, and he laced his fingers around the back of my neck, and his gaze lowered to my peeked nipples. “I’ll see you tomorrow, Little Mouse. Hopefully with news on how to get you out of here so I can do exactly what I want to do with you.”

I swallowed. “If you’re lucky.”

Dorran smiled. “Something tells me that I am.”

Chapter Twelve

Dorran

Glendora snatched my comforter off my body in one solid jerk. Opening one eye, I glanced at her hurrying around my room. “ Get up, Dorran,” she hissed.

I sat up on my elbows. “Aren't we in a great mood this morning, Glendora? It’s lovely to see you as well—,”

A strand of gray hair fell onto her forehead, and she blew it off. “Your mother is up to something. Female dragons from The East Kingdom are downstairs. They are waiting for you to have breakfast with them. It looks like a hideous interview."

This caught my attention. “She invited female dragons over here?”

Glendora nodded.

I chuckled and swiped my palm over my face. “The balls on that lady amaze me.”

She scoffed. “She’ll be up soon to take you down. I just thought I would give you a fair warning.”

Standing up, I snagged a pair of jeans from my chest of drawers and a T-shirt. “Why didn’t she wait until the ball?”

“Probably thinks you’ll slip away again,” she said, stripping my bed sheets. She stood up straight and glared at me. “Why, and where did you go? You knew what it would be like.”

I slid my tongue across my teeth. Memories from the night before burned my skin. Amara had opened up for me. Let me slide a tiny inch closer to whom she hid inside.

Her blue eyes in the moonlight and the soft sounds coming out of her mouth were engraved into my mind.

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