Page 17 of The Dragon and Her Thief
Kelsey swallowed hard. Mythia’s amber eyes practically glowed as she stared at her.
“What question—”
“I will provide you the question you are to ask me,” Mythia interjected sternly.
Kelsey’s mouth slammed shut. She inhaled sharply and took in the naked dragon shifter lying next to her. Her brown skin was flawless. Kelsey’s fingers itched to run along it to see if it was as soft as she imagined it to be.
“Okay,” Kelsey breathed. She was mesmerized by the amber orbs locked on her. Whatever spell this woman was weaving over her, she was falling for it.
“Now repeat after me. How are you going to fuck me this time?” Mythia reached over and tucked the hair that threatened to fall forward again behind Kelsey’s ear.
Kelsey blinked.
Mythia wasn’t done with her.
She bit her lip and tried to resist fidgeting. The urge to spread her legs and beg for another orgasm was rising.
Pressing a kiss to her shoulder, Mythia rested a hand on the small of Kelsey’s back.
“Ask the question,” Mythia said again, raising an eyebrow while she waited.
“How…” Kelsey hesitated at first. The burning desire in Mythia’s eyes caused her breath to catch. She cleared her throat and continued. “How are you going to fuck me this time?”
“I’m so glad you asked, mate.” Mythia shifted on the bed and braced herself over Kelsey. Tugging Kelsey’s head to the side to expose her neck, she pressed her face into the crook of Kelsey’s shoulder and inhaled deeply.
Kelsey closed her eyes, basking in the sensation of Mythia pressing hot, open-mouthed kisses along her spine.
Kelsey’s eyes suddenly flew open. “Wait, what did you just call me?”
She didn’t hear her like she thought she did.
There was no way that she called her—
“Mate?” Mythia stopped at the swell of Kelsey’s ass.
“Why would you call me that?”
“Because that is what you are to me,” Mythia answered matter-of-factly, while using her knees to spread Kelsey’s thighs apart.
“But I can’t be.” How could she be the mate of a dragon? Her heart raced so fast, she was afraid she was going to faint.
It would explain Mythia’s possessive nature the moment they met. Was it true that it only took one look for them to recognize their mates? She’d heard it was similar for wolf shifters.
From what she had heard, mating was for life.
But she wasn’t a dragon shifter. She was human.
“But how do I know you speak the truth?” Her body jerked from a sharp pain on her ass. She cried out and glanced over her shoulder.
Mythia had bitten her.
“We’re going to have to teach you how to remain obedient,” Mythia muttered. “You know you feel it deep down inside of you. I could tell the moment I looked you in the eyes, you felt the connection between us. The urge. The need. The desire to mate.”
Kelsey lowered her head to the bed.
Was Mythia right?
Were all those feelings fate telling her she belonged to Mythia? That they were to be with each other for all eternity?
