Page 28 of Primal Dragon

Henrik let his leather coat drop off his shoulders and then it was off and resting with her robe. He kicked off his shoes. Quinn enjoyed it as he reached over his head and dragged his shirt off from the back. She didn’t divert her eyes as she hungrily took in every inch of his hulking body. The man was made of muscle, tattoos, and overall hotness. He seemed even bigger now that he was standing in her bedroom half-naked.

She scooted over when he approached the bedside. He unbuttoned his pants. She heard the clicking of the zipper and then he shoved off the jeans into a pool by her bed. Her cheeks reddened at the sight of the healthy bulge in his black boxer briefs.

She rolled onto her back and stared at the ceiling as he crawled into the bed next to her.

“Don’t be shy.” His deep voice filled the silent bedroom and she shivered.

“I thought it would be easy to lay here curled up with you, but now that you’re mostly naked, all I can think about is licking you.” She was overwhelmingly aroused and all he had done is strip.

His laugh was low and made her sex clench. Was there anything this man did that wasn’t completely sexy?

“Come here.” He wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her to him.

Quinn snuggled into his warm body, her ass resting against his crotch. She could tell he was hard and that just contributed to her own arousal. How they were going to get through this night without fucking each other was beyond her, but she knew she wasn’t ready for it. Not after the night she had. She would just end up regretting it. She could only jump in blindly on one thing at a time.

His arm was tight around her middle. “You fit perfectly against me,” he murmured against her ear.

She smiled. She liked that he seemed to like her curves, but not like she was some fetish. He just liked her, was attracted to her.

Quinn closed her eyes, enjoying the feeling of being safe and cared for. Even if it didn’t last or didn’t amount to anything, she liked how she felt right now and she wanted to remember it.

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Quinn smiledat the sun beaming down on her face. Her bedroom caught the morning light, she especially loved it on the days she got to sleep in, on cold winter mornings when the sun would come in and warm her bedroom.

Of course, she had her own personal heater wrapped around her. She was facing him now, her leg swung over his hips, because his leg was wedged between her thick thighs. He had one hand wrapped around the globe of her ass possessively, the other rested under her head like a pillow. She was staring at his muscular chest and had a close-up of one of his tattoos. She reached up and traced the lines of the dragon with her finger.

Henrik growled and his hand on her ass squeezed as he rolled them, so she was on her back. He shifted between her thighs and his hard cock was now pressed against her scrap of lace panties and wet core.

One of his hands moved up and grasped her breast, groping her roughly and languidly. Her nipple ring caught between two knuckles, the extra sensation caused her to arch into his touch, though his weight was holding her down for the most part. His face was tucked into the crook of her neck, his hot breath on her neck. His hips rocked into hers and she moaned as his dick ground against her clit.

Henrik stilled and his hand on her breast released and he gently propped his hips away from her. He plopped down on his side and then gathered her up again, so they were cuddling.

“I’m sorry.” His voice was deeper and husky with sleep. “I think I was dreaming about you.”

She blushed and smiled. “It must’ve been a helluva a dream, because the preview was…hot.”

He reached up and cupped her face. “You look hot all flushed and horny.”

Her cheeks heated even more, and she could feel it on her chest. “Turns out being manhandled is something I enjoy.”

He grinned. “I promise, there’s a lot more of that to come, when the time is right.”

She was a little disappointed he didn’t seem to want to continue, but she also liked that he wasn’t pushing her and pressuring her. They both clearly wanted to have sex, but she wanted more than sex and he clearly did too.

“Are your nipples pierced?”

She nodded.

“What inspired that?”

“I, uh…curvy girls usually have the big breasts to go with all their curves. Mine aren’t so big and they’re also not the perfect tear drop breast that is perky and aesthetically pleasing. I got sick of not loving my body the way it is. I’d always been a little curious about piercings. I’d even considered the clit piercing, but I didn’t want to risk nerve damage and my orgasms. Those are too important. So, I decided that I would get my nipples pierced. And my breasts have all kinds of decorations now and I love them.”

“Fuck now I really want to see them. I want to see if I can make you come just by sucking on your tits.”

Quinn squeezed her thighs together. “Let’s try that some time.”

He chuckled. “You got it.” He glanced over his shoulder at her clock. “I should probably get moving. I need to check on some stuff.”

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