Page 128 of The Dragon's Mate

Kaida pressed a kiss against his shoulder “Idon’t want you blowing off your friends for me.”

“I’m not.” He turned and slid his armsaround her waist. “I promise.”

He kissed her. It was slow and deep, andimmediately made her want more.

“The bedroom,” she said. “Now.”

He grinned and took her hand, following herwithout complaint to his room. He had already opened the window and the roomwas cold. It felt amazing against her over-heated skin and she smiled at him.She loved how thoughtful and considerate Bren was.

“Thank you for opening the window,” shesaid. “I’m sorry it needs to be cold.”

He tugged her shirt over her head andreached to unclasp her bra. “I’ve told you before, you don’t need to apologize.The room heats up quickly even with the window open.”

He took off his own shirt and added it toher shirt and bra on the floor before unbuttoning her pants. She shimmied outof them and her panties, enjoying the way his eyes darkened when he saw her pussy.

“Soon it will be too cold for you to keepthe window open,” she said.

He shoved his pants and briefs down hislegs, stepping out of them before pulling his socks off with a couple of hardtugs. “I’m not worried about it.”

She sat on the side of the bed and removedher own socks as Bren took out a condom and set it on the nightstand. Maybe hewasn’t worried because he didn’t plan on still being with her when the weather turnedbelow freezing.

Her dragon growled angrily at the thoughtand she could feel the smoke drifting from her nostrils.The human ismine. Mine!

Enough, shesaid sternly.Bren agreed to dating, nothing more. This will never work outbetween us so be happy with what it is now.

He is my mate. Her dragon sulked like a toddler.He is my mate and I will notallow anyone else to have him.

He isn’t a toy for you to play with. Hehas his own thoughts and wants. You cannot simply demand he be your mate.

Yes, I can.

Arguing with her dragon was pointless. Brenwas standing at the end of the bed, staring thoughtfully at her.

“Sorry,” she said. “I was, um, talking tomy dragon.”

He smiled a little. “What did she have tosay?”

“Nothing of importance.” She relaxed on thebed, smiling at Bren when he joined her. They faced each other on their sides,and she pressed against him as they kissed. God, the human was a good kisser. Heheld nothing back, always letting her taste and feel his need for her withevery brush of his mouth against hers. She sucked on the tip of his tongue,his low moan vibrating against her breasts.

Her dragon purred to him as he cupped onebreast and toyed with her nipple. Her chest was already beginning to glow red.Even his gentle caresses made her desire grow and her flame build in herchest. If she wasn’t careful, one day she really would set him and his damnroom on fire.

“Hey,” he pressed a kiss against herthroat, “stop worrying about it. You haven’t burned me yet, right?”

“How do you know that’s what I was thinkingabout?” She gasped when he pinched her nipple before trailing his fingers overher abdomen and down one thigh.

“You get the same look on your face.” Hetasted her throat, then teased her collarbone with his tongue.

“What look is that?” Her hand dug into hisside and she threw one thigh over his hip when he touched the top of her pussy.

“The one that says, ‘Oh my God, he’s thebest lover I’ve ever had, I’m worried I might set him on fire’.” Bren grinned ather when she laughed. “What? That’s the look.”

She cupped his jaw, her face turning serious.“You are the best lover I’ve ever had, Bren. I mean that. Before you, I rarelylost control of my flame and now…”

She waited for a smug smile to cross hisface. What man wouldn’t get one? To her surprise, his smile was unbelievablysweet. “I feel the same way about you. Minus the losing control of my flamepart.”

She studied his warm blue eyes and the facethat had become so important to her in so short a period. She wanted to tellhim how loved and safe she felt when she was in his arms, but his fingers weresliding over her clit and the thought was lost under a wave of pleasure.

She squirmed in his embrace, pumping herpelvis against him as he rubbed her clit. Her pussy ached, squeezing uselesslyaround nothing as he teased her with soft strokes.

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