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“What is your name, little flower?

She jumped about three feet. “You scared me. Don’t you know not to sneak up on a girl like that?” She downed one of the shots of goo, and then offered one to him. “I’m Fleur. I assumed you knew from the agency. I booked the strippers, I thought maybe my name was down as a contact or something.

He took her hand, set the cup down, and kissed her palm, then her wrist. A zing zipped through his lips, down his spine and straight to his cock.

“Oh, you shocked me.” She giggled, but didn’t pull her hand away.

He continued kissing up her arm, and then to her neck, touching the chain of the necklace. It glinted, calling to him. He licked the gold and her skin below.

“I don’t know what you’re doing or why you’re doing it to me, but it feels amazing, don’t stop.” Fleur pushed her hands into his hair and gripped his scalp, urging him on.

Good thing these pants were tear away Velcro, because he wouldn’t be able to wait very long to get inside her heat. He could scent the spike in her arousal. It pushed his own even higher.

She tilted her head to the side, giving him even more access. “If you didn’t already know my name, why do you keep calling me flower?”

He nibbled his way up to her ear, then whispered, “Have you ever seen Bambi?”

“Sure.” She sucked in a surprised breath and pushed him away. Her eyes got wide and then narrowed. “Oh my Gods. Is this your polite stripper way of telling me I smell? As in skunky?”

He laughed deep and hard. “No. In fact, you smell like springtime, and harvest, and green valleys, and snow-capped mountains.”

“Wow. You are such a flirt. That agency rocks. I’ll remember to request you for next year’s pre-mating party. Although, I’ll get a bit green, but you have got to kiss some of the other single girls here like that. Big tips will definitely get shoved down your pants. In fact, you should check with Zara to see if she can get you a job at The Sleepy Folk. With your flirting skills you’d get lots of tips from all the cougars.”

He may not ever put his lips on another woman’s flesh ever again. “I am not flirting with you. I am seducing you.”

“Do you get a bonus if we request you by name? What’s your name? Ooh, wait, do guys have stripper names, too? I’ll bet yours is cinnamon, no wait, honey buns.”

“I don’t belong to any agency, I don’t need a job, and I’m not a stripper. My name is Steele.”

“That’s a perfect stripper name. Wait. You’re not from the agency? Are you freelance? I didn’t know that was a thing.”

Steele stepped closer, pushing her lush body against the counter. He set a hand on either side, caging her in.

“I am not a stripper, little flower. I am a dragon.”

CHAPTER TWO

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