Page 69 of Siren's Gift

“Okay, well, I’ve said what I needed to say.” I turned to leave.

His hand caught my arm and spun me back around, pulling me close. His other hand gripped the back of my neck, holding me in place. He stared into my eyes, and my knees wobbled a little bit.

Okay, a lot a bit. I was a jellyfish in his powerful hands.

“Bree.” My name on his lips was like the most delicious ocean breeze. “Don’t you dare try to get away from me again. Do you still not get it? You’re it for me. You have me utterly captivated, heart and soul.”

I stared up at him, breathless. Whoa. I was hoping for forgiveness, but this? This was next level.

“You challenge me, motivate me, infuriate me. But you see me in a way no one else ever has, and for the first time in my life, I want to be a better man—foryou.”

My heartbeat thundered in my ears. “You’re not angry with me?” I blurted out. Of all the things to say right now.

He chuckled and his gaze dipped to my lips. He traced the curve with his thumb. “Oh, I’m angry. You deprived me for over a month of the thing I want most in the world.”

“Which is what?”

“You, Bree. Just you.”

I hardly dared to breathe in case I shattered what had to be an illusion. He couldn’t possibly be saying what I’d hoped he would say. Did he actually feel the same things I did?

Or had I passed out or died somewhere along the way?

Maybe I was being digested in Pomï’s stomach acid. I’d heard that acid could be quite the trip.

“I want every mouthwatering inch of you.” He picked me up and wrapped my legs around his waist. Heat flooded through my core, and all my thoughts melted away. “We’re not leaving until I have your scent covering every part of me.”

His lips crashed against mine, and I forgot everything else except him. He tasted like perfection, like everything I’d ever wanted yet never knew Ineeded. Salty and sweet, fierce and soft.

I wasn’t even aware we’d moved until I felt a firm mat beneath my back. My breaths came out fast as he pulled away and stood to remove his clothes.

I was finally going to see the Red Dragon in all his glorious glory. My brain ceased functioning when his pants hit the floor and his hard length jutted toward me.

Oh my…

I chewed on my bottom lip, suddenly nervous as the reality of what was happening set in. I might not have been a virgin,but I wasn’t that experienced, either. Not like he was. What if I messed up? What if I was terrible at sex and just never knew?

Forget the dragon’s stomach acid—I might die of embarrassment.

His gaze met mine as he moved toward the stack of mats he’d set me on, all toned muscle and sleek lines that I desperately wanted to touch and most definitely wanted to lick. But as he came closer, I scooted backward on the mat.

My retreat didn’t faze him. He knelt on the padding and crawled on hands and knees toward me in the most sinfully erotic move I’d ever encountered.

“Nic, listen, I want this, I wantyou, truly I do, but I was not, uh, prepared for this happening. Like, right now, I mean.”

He continued to move toward me as I shifted backward.

“And I’m not exactly, um, as experienced as you are, and?—”

He grabbed my ankles as I made to move back again and dragged me toward him. “I don’t give a fuck about any of that.” His gaze seared into mine as he placed his hands beside my head, his knees outside my hips, boxing me in. “I’ll stop if you want me to, but don’t for a second think anything else will keep me from being deep inside you right here, right now.”

As if to prove his point, his hardened length bobbed slightly.

Oh, sweet Tethys, how I wanted this man. These insecurities were just that. It was time to take what was mine.

Every delicious inch.

His lips twitched upward, seeing the change come over my face. “Say it.”

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