Page 23 of Dragon Boss (Paranormal Delights 2)

Arden pulled him in closer and as Micha’s chest came flush with Arden’s, a moan tumbled out of him. If he thought being near Arden was hot, touching the dragon was like being bathed in flames.

Micha was breathing heavily, and he saw Arden’s lips moving, but he couldn’t make out anything the man was saying. Not when his body was going through the event of a lifetime. Fireworks erupted all over, and every nerve ending was set ablaze. His fingers twitched to touch the dragon shifter, but he didn’t dare move a muscle.

“I think you broke him,” Eldon said.

“I didn’t do anything,” Arden growled.

A shiver wracked down Micha’s body. He blinked lazily, confused why the world was spinning. And he was staring up at the ceiling. Hadn’t he been talking to Spooky and then Arden? His heart fluttered, and his face grew hot.

“His nose is bleeding,” Eldon pointed out.

Was it?Micha felt light-headed, and he tried to get his hands to work. A soft fur ball sat on his chest, and he was vaguely aware it was Spooky. When had he fallen on the floor?

“Go put him in his room,” Arden said.

“I'm busy with the new employees. I can't watch him and Spooky is stuck as a cat. You have to take him.”

Arden growled, and another shiver worked its way down Micha.

“Fine, I have paperwork to go over anyway.”

Micha was picked up, and he lifted his head with the last bit of strength he had and stared into Arden’s amber eyes, and let out a squeak before everything went blank.

Surrounded by insanity.As always.

Arden carried Micha into his bedroom and laid the boy on his bed. He'd passed out cold, his nose still bloody. Spooky trotted in after them, no holds barred as per the usual. He shook his head at the kitten before he turned to Micha.

He really is quite beautiful.

Micha looked as soft as his personality; a marshmallow. He reached out, hesitated, and then his dragon curled and snorted and he couldn't resist. Arden reached out again and dragged a single, calloused finger over Micha's soft cheek. There was a spattering of freckles on his face that reminded him of Spooky. His bushy eyebrows, long brown hair, and soft pink lips were attractive. Arden even adored the sharp slope of his nose and the squareness of his jaw. He imagined the way Micha would look with tears running down those soft cheeks as his lips were wrapped around Arden's cocks. Could he even handle two?

Pink and blue feathered wings laid behind him on the bed and Arden understood why customers requested him so much. He caressed Micha's delicate wings and they bristled in response, his feathers rippling as he moaned and shook his head.

"What are you doing?" Spooky asked.

Arden's hand shot out and wrapped around Spooky’s throat. He slammed Spooky to the floor as every fighting instinct came rushing back. "Shit! You scared the fuck out of me."

Spooky smiled up at him, wrapping his hands around Arden's arm as he squirmed on the ground. "Is it because you were busy being a pervert?"

Arden's grip tightened and Spooky moaned. "Go into my bathroom, wet a cloth, and come back. Don't say a word. Do you understand me?"

Spooky nodded. "Yes, sir," he managed to squeak out.

The dragon shivered. Yes, sir. Two words and his cocks grew hard and he ached to sink one into Spooky and one into Micha at the same time. He could lie them on top of each other and fuck them stupid, his nails digging in, their scents filling his nose.

Goddamn, he needed to get laid.

Arden was entering into dangerous territory. As he watched Spooky scramble off into the bathroom, he balled and flexed his fingers. Dragons almost always had intense libidos and he was no different. Blood and sex. Those were the two things he craved and yet he had been denying himself lately. The brothels no longer held the allure that they once did nor did the series of meaningless flings.

Getting too old for this shit.

When dragons were Arden's age, settling down became a priority. He wanted a happy nest, filled with people who loved him. Who adored him. But who had time for dating when he was running a business full-time andoutrunninghis past?

"Here you go," Spooky said as he returned, his slender naked body calling to Arden. "What?"

"Nothing." Arden averted his gaze, took the towel and moved back to Micha before he began cleaning his face. The blood came off easily enough, but he was still out. "Grab another towel, Spooky. A cool one this time."

"Yes, sir!"

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