Page 11 of The Dragon and Her Thief
“Look, if you want to call the police, I won’t try to run. I’ll admit I came in unannounced, but I didn’t take anything.” Kelsey removed the bag and dropped it onto the floor in front of her. “You can search my bag if you’d like.”
“That won’t be necessary.” Mythia moved the bag out of the way with her foot. “Place your hands behind your back.”
“Sheriff Brack will see to it that I’m punished. It’s been a while since I’ve been arrested—”
“This isn’t your first time breaking into someone’s house?”
“When I was a kid. Nothing in a long while, though. You know how kids are, pulling pranks and daring others to do something.”
“But you’re a grown woman now.”
Lifting her hand, Mythia gave a slight flick of her wrist. Using her dragon’s magic, she restrained her mate’s hands in place.
“What the—” Kelsey began struggling against the magical hold around her wrists.
“Don’t struggle too hard, or it will tighten.” Slowly walking around her mate, she took in her wide hips. Her thighs were muscular and toned. Her waist was narrow, and her large breasts were evident beneath her dark shirt.
Mythia reached out and undid the bun Kelsey had her hair in, watching in wonder as it spread out along her shoulders. It was thick, gorgeous hair, with light blonde streaks running through her dark tresses.
Kelsey stood still, her eyes taking in Mythia as she walked around her. Mythia was extremely pleased at what she saw. Maybe fate had it right. She could certainly overlook the thievery if it wasn’t a common occurrence.
Mythia couldn’t care less.
All that mattered was that her mate was here with her.
“What are you going to do with me?” Her breathless question lit a fire inside of Mythia. Her dragon roared inside of her, pressing for Mythia to let her out.
Claim her.
Mythia’s fingertips grew warm from her magic.
“I’m glad you asked.” Her lips spread into a wide grin. Turning from Kelsey, she blew a gust of air toward the fireplace.
Instantly, a roaring fire appeared. She glanced at the door that snapped shut and locked.
Now she had her mate all to herself.
Kelsey’s audible gulp met her ears.
She rested two fingers on Kelsey’s sternum.
“Punish you.”
Kelsey glanced down and gasped. Her clothes and boots were no longer on her body. She stood before Mythia, naked.
Mythia greedily took in Kelsey’s perfect body. Her high breasts with her rosy areolas, her nipples puckered into hard beads.
“How?” Kelsey looked up, amazed.
“How? Is that what you ask, not why?” Mythia reached for her breasts and cupped them with her hands. She rubbed the soft skin and bit back a growl. They were perfectly shaped and overfilled her hands.
“I meant to ask that too,” she breathed.
Mythia tugged on her nipple, eliciting another gasp. Her mate’s arousal was growing, and the scent was driving Mythia insane.
Mythia leaned down and nuzzled her face in the crook of Kelsey’s neck, celebrating the fact that her mate wasn’t attempting to resist or fight her. She trailed her tongue along the column of Kelsey’s neck.
Her animal rumbled in her chest as she continued to tug and tease Kelsey’s nipples.
