Page 18 of Sass Me

Within seconds the bathroom has turned into a full on green-house, with a complete mesh of vines covering the other door.

“Let’s see you get out of that, dragon.”

Steele approached the doorway, marveling at delicate weave blocking his way. He reached out to touch the plant, and a particularly large leaf smacked his hand away.

Unless Fleur was in imminent danger, there was no way he’d destroy her beautiful and creative attempt to escape him.

He knew he needed to claim her and soon, but morning was not that far away, and they both needed rest. He’d let her have the rest of the night to let the idea of being his mate settle in.

The water was still running in the bathtub. Now with the vines and leaves filling the room, the water seemed like a steamy spring. He could use a soak to soothe his muscles.

He turned off the water and dropped his clothes to the floor. When he climbed in he immediately wished Fleur was in there with him. One last try. “Your bath is nice and hot, little flower. Why don’t you join me and let me wash your hair?”

He didn’t say the hair on her head.

“Ha. Good try. Don’t leave a ring of scales on the tub.”

Damn.

The water only came up to the lower part of his chest, and his legs were long enough he had to bend them, but whatever she’d put in the water was fresh and earthy.

Every part of him relaxed, except his cock which had been hard pretty much since he’d seen Fleur the very first time.

He fisted it, wishing his hand was Fleur’s instead. He had every intention of closing his eyes, imagining her hand, then her mouth on his cock. Within three long strokes he’d fallen asleep.

Steele was flying through a pine forest. He was breathing hard and his lungs were working overtime. But, not because he was tired. It was the excitement of the chase.

He caught a glimpse of the gorgeous pure white dragon as she weaved between a copse of trees a hundred yards ahead of him. She was a better flyer than he was, but he’d catch her.

Because she wanted to be caught.

She giggled and called to him, her sweet voice resonating in his head.

“Catch me if you can, mate.”

“Oh, I’ll do more than catch you, little flower.”

He circled to her left and dove down, flying inches over the forest floor. His scales blended with the leaves and the ground cover, but he could spot her shimmering white body a mile away.

She zigged and zagged through the trees, slowing and looking over her shoulder for him. When she didn’t see him, she circled back. Then he knew he had her.

She fluttered to the ground, landing silently, glancing around at the bushes, knowing he was hiding.

Her bright green eyes glowed so brightly, like the shard of his soul. It almost took his breath away.

Steele darted forward, folding his great wings in tight to push his speed. A half a foot in front of her, he swooped up landing on his feet in front of her

She gasped and turned to run away.

Not this time. He encircled her with his wings, trapping her against him, embracing her.

“Now you are mine.”

CHAPTER SIX

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