Page 51 of Training my Human

“May I have it, please?” groused Abaddon.

“Here you go, bud.”

“Mine,” Abaddon hummed, hugging the giant melon to his body.

“You know the rule,” I stated, pointing in the direction of the bathroom that I knew held a large glass stall.

“I’m not a child,” pouted my young dragon as he toted his watermelon away.

“Then don’t sulk like one,” I shouted.

Maddox snickered. “How long before he enters the dragon teen years and gives you the middle claw or stomps to his room and slams the door?”

A sigh escaped me. “Soon. Too soon.” This rapid growth proved challenging as Abaddon changed daily.

“This is a pretty sweet place,” Maddox remarked as I helped him put away the groceries—which involved some serious Tetris skills seeing as how Leo had already filled the fridge and cupboards.

“Used to be where Franco lived so he could be close to the horses.”

“What happened to them? I noticed the stalls were empty.”

“When Franco died, Leo couldn’t find anyone he really liked and since he wasn’t a rider he thought it simpler to sell them off. The horses were left over from his mother.”

“Do all his employees live this well?”

“Just the ones he likes,” I joked.

“Did you see all the cameras? I spotted one on the barn, another inside, plus another pair on a swivel covering the pastures.”

“I noticed.” My lips twisted. “I never realized before how many he had set up. Do you think Leo will find it odd if I ask him to disconnect a few?”

“Seems like a normal request for privacy, but you know him better than me.”

“Ooh, the privacy angle is a great excuse. I’ll tell him I can’t exactly have outdoor sex if I think his security guys are watching,” I mused aloud.

“Open air nookie? I’m in even if I have to take a hammer to the cameras,” Maddox drawled with a wink.

He always found a way of making me feel sexy as hell.

“In good news, I didn’t spot any cameras inside.”

“It would have been weird if you had. One would expect to not be watched when relaxing in their off time.”

“Speaking of relaxing, if we toss Abaddon that bag of sticky toffee, we might be able to get five minutes to ourselves.”

“And what would those five minutes involve?” he purred.

“Bedroom tour, and a testing of the mattress. That is, if you’re up for it.”

He grabbed my hand and placed it on his groin. “For you, always ready.”

Indeed, his erection swelled the front of his jeans and despite our quickie that morning, I was ready to go again.

“You toss Little Fella the candy while I go strip.” I left him and strode to the bedroom, it and the bathroom being the only enclosed rooms. The bed, a king-sized thing on a platform, faced a window that would greet the morning sun. Gross for a girl who liked to sleep in.

A press of a button brought down the shutters. Last thing I needed was for someone passing by to glance up and see me bouncing on Mads cock.

My clothes hit the floor just as my lover entered, but rather than toss me on the bed, my back ended up pressed against the floor to ceiling glass window, my legs around his hips, his cock buried to the hilt.

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