Page 19 of Her Fierce Dragon
“How are we going to meet your brother? A helicopter?” Willow asked.
They finally made their way out of his condo.
“No. We don’t have time to wait for the chopper to come.” He tugged her behind him.
They walked across the back yard.
“Then where are we going?” she asked, her small hand wrapped in his. She could barely keep the smile from her face. They would be almost an hour late already, thanks to Feno coming back and having her twice. She could still taste his saltiness on her tongue. She loved the taste of him and the feeling of his hot release shooting into her mouth.
He had the perfect cock, and she could have sucked it for hours if they had the time. Just thinking of doing it again made her core pulse.
“Willow,” Feno growled, turning to her suddenly.
She paused, almost slamming into him.
“What?” Her eyes grew wide, and she looked into his intense eyes.
He brought her to him, the tips of his lips drawing up.
“Keep thinking like that and I’ll push you up against one of these trees and fuck you again. I won’t care if the neighbors see me sink my cock into your pussy either.” He studied her eyes and chuckled.
He knew she would like it.
“I think you’d like it if someone did watch us together,” he murmured, a mischievous glint appearing in his eyes.
She bit her lip and returned his stare. She would. It totally turned her on just thinking of someone watching him take her.
He groaned and placed a hard kiss to her lips.
“I’ll stop,” she whispered, not sure who she was trying to convince. With the way he had been taking her, how could she not think of them together?
“My brother will already know why we’re late,” he muttered, pulling her behind him.
They made their way deeper into the woods behind his condo.
“How? We can tell him we got held up by something else.”
“He’s a shifter, too. He’ll be able to smell that we had sex,” Feno admitted.
“What? I don’t smell anything.” She lifted her dress away from her and tried to sniff herself. Nothing but her lavender shower gel and matching lotion.
“It’s the shifter in us. He’ll be able to smell everything,” Feno advised.
They broke through to a small clearing.
“Everything?” she asked, horrified. Would Feno’s brother know she had just sucked his brother’s cock? Her cheeks warmed in embarrassment.
“Don’t worry about my brother. He won’t say anything.”
“But how are we going to get there?” she questioned, looking around.
“You’re going to ride me.”
The glint in his eyes let her know he wasn’t talking about a sexual ride either. Her mouth dropped open. He jogged away from her and transformed into his large, bronze dragon.
His dragon was beautiful. She took a small step toward him, mesmerized by the huge beast. His head turned to her, and she could see Feno’s hazel eyes. The dragon blew out a deep breath, and she reached out a hand.
It pushed its snout into her hand and purred. She ran it along its scales.
