Page 41 of Red and Her Dragons (Dirty Paranormal Fairytale Haremlan 4)

“What choice was that?” I asked, voice cracking.

“Bret,” he said. There was a hint of hurt in his word.

I shook my head. Words failed me. In a sense, I did choose him. But for only one night. “Well, I’m making another choice right now.”

His eyes searched mine. I sucked in a breath and said, “Show me again.”

“What?” he asked, taking a step closer. He hesitated, and I knew how much he warred with himself.

“Show me how much you missed me again,” I repeated and never broke from his gaze.

His fingers dipped to the back of my neck and the base of my hairline. And much more gently, he brushed my lips with his. Slowly, the kiss deepened. My back pressed against the tree once more. A piece of bark dug into my lower back, feeling as though it would pierce my skin, but I ignored the pain because I was kissing Marcus. At least, for the moment.

He pulled away again, sighed, and then said, “I hope he treats you right.”

I groaned. “Just because I chose him that one time, doesn’t mean I don’t have the right and option to choose you now. In fact, so what if he and I had sex. It doesn’t change my feelings for any of you.”

“You can’t have it both ways,” he said.

“Why can’t I?” I asked.

“I don’t want to share you with anyone,” he said. “I want you all to myself.”

“Stop being a stubborn, selfish dragon and ruining this moment. I’m here with you, right now, and all I want is you. Don’t take that away from me,” I said.

He stared at me silently. Though his eyes gave the impression he considered my words, but something still held him back. He stood in front of me, covered by the dark, seemingly trying to reconcile my words with what he deeply wanted, and I wasn’t sure if this was the end of what we had.

The thought broke my heart.

“Stay with me,” I said, more resigned than I wanted to sound. “Please.”

A rush of breath left his lungs as he slowly closed the gap between us. His fingers gently grazed my sides as his hands moved to the small of my back. With less than an inch between us, he kissed me again. I couldn’t shake the feeling this was the last time we would be like this. But instead of being wrapped up in worry, I decided to be present and enjoy the moment. I would worry about the fallout later. Besides, he was giving me exactly what I needed, and what he wanted.

Then his fingers dipped underneath the hem of my shirt. I moved my arms out to the side and allowed him to remove my shirt. Once it was cast to the earth beneath our feet, I pulled off his t-shirt.

We continued to take turns undressing each other as we threw caution to the wind and gave into our desires. Even if it was only for one night, or the moment. Even if the war took us from this life. Even if this was our only chance to be together. I was taking it.

Once we were fully naked, Marcus pressed me against the tree again. He kissed me once and stiffened as he pulled his mouth from mine.

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

“You’re not going to disappear on me again, are you?” His eyes met mine and held me captive within them.

My heart broke a little more. Tears stung at my eyes. “Not if I can help it.”

“Good, because if we continue… there will be no letting you go,” he said.

He kissed me again, igniting my skin on fire. His hands brushed along my skin, setting my nerves on edge. Everything he did made my arousal heighten. Then his hands went to my ass and squeezed me closer. His erection pressed against my thighs while his mouth moved along my neck and collar bone.

I hiked up a leg, wrapping it around his waist as he pressed himself into me. This time, his erection pressed against my entrance. My sex became flooded with anticipation. His mouth ravished mine and I relaxed into him, letting him do whatever he wanted.

His hand plunged between my legs. The tips of his fingers brushed along my sensitive cit. I sucked in a breath and shuddered against him. A few more strokes and I gripped his hard cock in my hand, sliding the length of him along my palm.

He rested his head on my shoulder, into the crook of my neck, and groaned. I smiled, egged on by his reaction from my touch.

Our mouths met again, kissing each other deeply as we continued to stroke and rub our way closer to release.

Within minutes, I sighed and shuddered against him. He stopped rubbing and pulled away from me, taking my hand that held his cock and tugged me away from the tree. He brought me closer one more time and kissed me before he gently coaxed me to the ground.

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