Page 44 of Surge of Heat

I swallow around the lump in my throat. “I loved them. I didn’t understand them, but I did.” I run a hand through my hair. “One thing I’ll never know is why my grandparents didn’t come forward when they died. I would’ve much rather gotten to know them than gotten this company.”

She runs a hand over my stomach, the movement stirring my blood. “I can understand that. I’d give anything to have my dad back. To have just one more day with him.”

“How old were you when you lost him?”

“Just graduating high school.”

“It must have been a hard time at such a vulnerable age.”

She sounds upset. “It was, but at least I had my mom, Aydan, and Granger. You had no one.”

And there is that name again. The man who haunts me. The one who threatens to take my woman from me with his very existence. He seems to be weaved into every part of her life in a way I wish I was.

I put my hand on top of hers. “They really have been there your whole life, haven’t they?”

“They’re my best friends,” she says with ease.

Maybe one day I’ll be her best friend too.

“I wish I had people like that in my life.”

She looks up at me and smiles. “Well, you have me now.”

My heart aches. “I do?”

She nods, her expression unguarded. “And, maybe, with enough time, you’ll become friends with Aydan and Granger too.”

I snort. “I don’t see that happening.”

“Give it time,” she tells me, like time is really all I need to fix things between me and the two possessive men. Because, mark my words, that Granger is just as possessive as Aydan, he just hides it better.

“Sam, I’m not an easy man to love…”

She raises a brow. “Is this love?”

“It could be.” I hesitate. “I know a lot of this is dragon biology, but it’s also more than that. I like you. I like being with you, dragon or human, fucking or not.”

She laughs, her cheeks heating. “Good to know.”

I kiss her, unable to help myself. “I can’t lose you.” I’d said it before, and I meant it.

Those brilliant green eyes of hers hold mine. “I’m not thinking of choosing Aydan over you.”

It’s hard to breathe.

“But I’m not thinking of choosing you over him either. You need to know that. Both of you are too important to me to lose.”

I sigh. Frustrated but also relieved. “I guess as long as I’m equally important to you, we can figure the rest out.”

She kisses me lightly. “You are. I don’t want to be away from you either.”

I kiss her again. And again.

Fuck.

Hot desire comes burning through me, and I can’t get enough of her. My tongue sweeps into her mouth, and she moans, which makes my hard cock jerk. I slide my hand into her pants and underwear and start teasing her opening. She rubs herself against me, making me smell like her desire. I slip my finger in to find her wet and ready for me.

She’s breathing hard against my lips. I tease her folds, gently, slowly, the smell of her desire filling the air. I stroke and play, overwhelmed by the fact that I’m getting to touch her. That I’m making her this wet.

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