Page 68 of Dragon's Honor

“Finley,” Ash growled.

She shivered again, this time it wasn’t from being cold.

“Are you back?” Her voice was breathy.

He growled. “I’m here.”

“We need to talk about what Tristian said.”

Ash snarled this time, startling her. She turned around cautiously in his arms trying not to move too fast. He seemed to be lost between beast and man. His expression was pinched with a boiling rage that seemed to turn him into a possessive ass.

“No Tristian,” he gritted out.

Finley relented. “Then sleep.”

Ash leaned into her, his hands sliding around her, down over her bare ass, then up her back only to go back to her hips. He yanked her hard against him, his pelvis flush against her stomach. She could feel every inch of his hard length.

“Holy Miami,” she breathed. “I don’t think this is such a good idea, Ash. Not when you’re like this.”

He buried his face in the crook of her of neck and held her to him. Her arms wound around him, holding him to her. After a while he pulled back and escorted her to the bed. He crawled onto the cot that was definitely made for him and no one else, and then pulled her down on top of him. She curled up against his side, moving her hips so his erection wasn’t pressed between them, and laid her head on his chest. He pulled the blanket around them.

Finley slowly relaxed, enjoying his warmth and the soothing way he stroked her hair.

Eventually, she drifted off to sleep.

* * *

Hot.She felt incredibly hot.

She shifted and a giant hand palmed her ass.

Well, that was new.

The evening trickled back to her slowly as her eyes fluttered open. She was sprawled over Ash who was still sleeping soundly. For a moment she worried she was crushing him. She considered moving off him, but then decided he was a dragon shifter and if he couldn’t handle her weight then fate wouldn’t have paired them together.

She gave him a little nudge. “Ash, wake up.”

Ash groaned and rolled her onto her back while he nuzzled into her neck.

“Ash?”

He stilled. “Finley?” He pulled his head up and glanced around. “Fuck.” He didn’t move; instead, he just hauled her more on top of him. She ended up straddling his lap, her naked core sliding right along his very hard dick.

He bucked up against her, his large hands gripping her thighs. “Fuck. I didn’t think that through.”

She smirked. “I think you did just fine.”

He chuckled, and his hands reached up and tucked her tangled hair behind her ear. “Last night is slowly coming into focus.”

“Uh, yeah, what happened?”

He ran his hand down his face. “My dragon fucking flipped out. Took over. I’m sorry if I scared you.”

“After it was all said and done, it was kind of fun. Maybe we can go on a less terrifying flight next time.”

His grin was slow, and it did all sorts of funny things inside of her. The man created such desire and need especially when he smiled. The heated look in his green eyes made her wonder if she ever knew what lust was before she met Ash.

His smile faltered. “What happened with Tristian? How did you just walk away from him?”

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