Page 66 of Silent Jay

He gave me a lingering look before stepping back and shifting into his dragon form. The heat from it kissed my chilled skin. Despite Rehan’s prodding, I couldn’t pull my eyes away from Tyson’s massive red dragon as he soared into the sky.

Fucking ass.

Yeah, hot fucking ass who makes you laugh when he’s not insulting you.

Rehan snarled, eyeing my new sweatshirt. He extended his claws, and I held perfectly still as he shredded the garment to bits. Without a word, he shifted into his massive dark blue dragon and cradled me in his talons. We were back at his hut in no time.

He sniffed me in his dragon form and huffed unhappily. Curling every claw but one, he pointed toward his room. I didn’t see much of his transformation in the dark, but his dragon finger morphed into a human one. “Shower, now.”

I raised an eyebrow but didn’t complain. A few minutes later, we found ourselves standing on either side of the opened bathroom door. I found myself hoping for some company.

“I want to join you, even if all I can do is touch,” Rehan said as if reading my mind.

We agreed to be friends with benefits. This didn’t need to be complicated. I stepped forward and traced his shoulders with my fingers.

The giant of a shifter didn’t need more encouragement. We stripped, and he pulled me into the running water. Hot water fanned the heat already building between us. He ran his hands from the outside of my thighs and up my body to brush the sidesof my breasts. I covered us in his soap, exploring his defined muscles just as he did my less-defined ones.

Warmth tingled between my legs, and his cock hardened. I pulled in a breath of thick, humid air and started to wrap my hand around Rehan, but he grasped my wrist and pressed my hand into my throbbing sex.

“I can’t touch you.” He braced my lower back, making my hand press against my swollen clit. “But you can while I touch you everywhere else.”

I grinned, putting a dab of soap on his nose.

He chuckled and pressed my hand further down. Sliding his palm from my back, he cupped my breast and rubbed my nipple with his thumb.

Orgasms had never been a plentiful thing in my life. I love them, yes. I didn’t know if it was my magic or what, but even on my own, if I didn’t stay in the moment, my brain wouldn’t focus, and I’d lose my rhythm.

The trick was always the perfect warm-up. I needed to feel everything from my head to my toes, so if my brain did decide to go on a tangent, I would already be so far down the rabbit hole my body didn’t need it.

I rubbed circles right above my clit, using my other hand to guide Rehan off my breasts. It was too early for them to come in. He followed my lead, rubbing my hips and tracing my stomach before palming my ass.

With a moan, I kicked into second gear and directed his hands back to my breasts. My fingers slid down either side of my clit. Rehan pressed his rock-hard erection into my hip and groaned, leaning down to kiss my neck. As his lips made contact, he jerked back and cursed, his dick deflating.

I grimaced and removed my hand from my clit.

“No, don’t stop.” He cupped one of my breasts. “I need a minute. Touch yourself for me?”

I bit my bottom lip, so not that kind of girl, but did my best to put on a little show for him.

He waved at me. “No, stop.”

I froze, blinking. I mean, I knew I moved like a drunk giraffe, but I was trying.

“I mean, touch yourself for you,” he slid to the floor, water dripping off of me and onto his hair. “Not a show for me. I want to know what turns you on.”

I gave him a skeptical look, but my heart flopped. This dragon existed to break my heart, and I’d let him.

Closing my eyes, I slid further under the water. Rivulets ran between my breasts, and I played with them so they dripped across my sensitive stomach. Heat bloomed in my abdomen, and I circled my clit, waiting to find second gear again so I could slide into third. I added more pressure and more surface area to my motions.

Rehan ran his hands up the back of my legs, cupping my ass again, and I opened my eyes. The water dragon knelt, and a little water umbrella gave him a clear view of my fingers playing disk jockey on my clit.

No, focus. No jokes.

I put my free hand on his head and closed my eyes again, desperate to stay in the moment. I imagined his long dragon tongue replacing my fingers. Fourth gear hit me faster than I expected, and I trembled, pleading with my brain to stay in the moment as my climax built.

Rehan gripped my ass, and the long tongue I’d just imagined wrapped around my clit. Something warm and hard, tingling with magic, plunged into my opening. Water swirled inside me, hitting my G-spot like a surging river. Every muscle in my body tightened. A moan ripped out of me, and I pressed myself to Rehan’s face.

I didn’t have to plead with my brain. Pleasure became my world as he pushed me into fifth gear, and we raced for the finish line. My climax burst with a wave of euphoria which left me trembling and driving away from Rehan to steady myself against the wall. Waves of pleasure shook my body, making me light-headed in the steam.

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