Dragon's Pride: BBW Paranormal Dragon Romance (5 page)

Kale

Cerul took my request far better than I had expected. I’d envisioned him laughing at me, or maybe storming from the room. Maybe our kisses meant more to him than I’d assumed. Not as much as they did to me, but something.

I didn’t even know where to start. The man was mystery on top of mystery. Nothing he did or said matched what a normal person would do or say. With him finally willing to open up, the questions I had were endless.

“Tell me how you lost your muscles,” I finally said. After being pressed up against his hard body, they were just about all I could think about.

At my age, my innocence tended to be an embarrassment. In this case, it was a blessing. If I had ever done the things we had done before, I might not have stopped him. And I barely even knew  the man I suddenly wanted to do all those dirty things with.

My client looked at me in surprise. “By staying inside, I suppose. I didn’t really think about it.”

“But you must have worked out before.”

“No, never. I got them naturally.”

“Sports?” I couldn’t picture him being part of a team. This was one man who didn’t play well with others.

“No…” He didn’t seem to want to say anything more.

“This isn’t going to work if you don’t actually tell me anything,” I said, irritation lacing my voice. He was the one who had offered information, and now it seemed it was just a tease. He wasn’t actually going to give me anything.

Cerul sighed, and I almost felt sorry for him. Almost. “Give me another question,” he said.

I didn’t see how his former hobbies were such a sensitive subject. Whatever used to keep him in shape shouldn’t be such a big secret. He wanted me to kiss him, and maybe even more than that, and he wouldn’t even tell me what sport – or non-sport – he used to play.

But fine. “How long have you been staying inside?”

“Since I got this house,” he said. Finally, a straight answer – and he wasn’t done yet. “That would be since I was disinherited.”

I nodded, trying to keep my face neutral. His family had disowned him. Yes, he had told me that. “And… why…?”

His face twitched as if he was trying to control his emotions. He lowered his head, only raising it again when his expression was as calm as usual. It was a strange thing to see on a man who normally hardly seemed to feel.

“I don’t really want to talk about it,” he rasped, “but it was because of my ex. Deedee.”

An ex. Jealousy sparked through me, and I tried to push it away. Of course he had an ex. He was a good-looking guy when he took care of himself, and he clearly came from money. He probably had a lot of exes. Pretty girls, skinny girls. Girls who were nothing like me.

“My parents didn’t approve,” he said, not seeming to notice the effect the single word had had on me. “They didn’t think Deedee was… appropriate. I thought I was in love. I thought she felt the same. But when she found out the truth about me, she wasn’t interested anymore.”

“She left you?” I whispered, sympathetic despite everything. It hurt me to think of the man I cared about getting hurt.

“Practically ran away screaming.”

If she hadn’t run away, would they still be together? I wondered if he was still in love with this girl. Even knowing nothing about her, I was jealous.

“It was for the best,” Cerul said. “We would never have worked out if she couldn’t accept me. I don’t even miss her anymore. I have better things to think about.”

I embraced him in relief. His firmness was comforting to me. He was strong, even if he didn’t know it.

“What made her so inappropriate?” I asked.

Cerul paused for a second before responding. “A lot of things, but I suppose the main thing was that I was supposed to marry someone else.” Seeing the look on my face, he hastily explained, “I wasn’t dating two women. The other was more like an arranged marriage.”

Another ex, in a way. The feelings coursing through my chest made me want to hold him fiercely to me and keep him there. I didn’t want him to be with anyone else. Ever. “So you were left with nothing,” I said, trying to still sound sympathetic. “No family… no girl…”

“Exactly. So I stayed inside. My aunt came to visit sometimes, and that was about all.”

“Then I came along,” I said lightly.

He nodded, an impenetrable expression on his face. “That you did.”

“You couldn’t have stayed like that forever,” I said, hoping he didn’t still resent me for entering his life the way I had. “Moping around, doing nothing…”

“I don’t do nothing. My days are very full, in fact.”

I nearly snorted. It seemed like he did nothing but lie around and feel sorry for himself. “With what?” I asked.

He glared at me. “Research. I’m trying to find a way out of my situation.”

Now it was him who stood and left the room, leaving me with a thousand more questions. What situation was he in that could be changed with research? Did he want this Deedee girl back? He wouldn’t need to research how to do that for six months. I hoped that wasn’t what he was trying to do, anyway. I couldn’t be falling for someone who was still in love with someone else.

Falling for Cerul. I paused in the doorway. Was I falling for him? It would have seemed impossible a month earlier. But the man was growing on me in a way I could never have predicted. He had gotten so unbelievably sexy, and the way he kissed me just made my head spin. I couldn’t deny that hearing about his exes had made me jealous. And somehow, it had made me want to stake my claim on him.

“Cerul!” I called, running after him. I had just made a decision, and even if it was impulsive and possibly stupid, I intended to stick with it. I was finally getting somewhere with this man, and if he could open up to me, I could… open up… to him.

These days full of passionate make-outs had had their effect on me. I’d wanted to take it further as badly as Cerul had. Each tiny peck I’d given him for a reward was foreplay. Each rub against his hard body was temptation. My fear and inexperience were the only things holding me back. At this point, my frustration was at its breaking point.

I was ready.

He turned at the top of the stairs just as I was racing up after him. When I pounced on him, his lips parted for me in pleased surprise. I kissed him more possessively than I ever had. I kissed him as if I wanted to own him, to make him mine.

“Let’s go to your room,” I whispered.

Now that I’d given my permission, he didn’t hesitate for a second. He lifted me in his arms as if I was as light as a feather. Wow, my training really had worked for him. His biceps flexed and the veins in his forearms popped as he carried me the few steps. His body was so hard, and I could only think of the hardest part as I wriggled against it.

“You’ve decided to yield to me,” he growled, laying me on his bed and raking his tongue along my neck.

That warm feeling made it hard to breathe, but I pushed myself to sit up and straddle him. “Yield? I’ve decided to take you how I want you.”

I stared down at him defiantly, then yelped as he grabbed me by the wrists and took control again. He sat astride my chest, his arousal more than evident. “I don’t think so. You’re still trying to tell me what to do, veggie girl, and it’s not going to work.”

Barely able to move under him, I writhed as much as I could. The space between my legs ached. It needed to be touched… to be filled. This man was pure evil. He did unbearable things to me.

“Tell you what?” I gasped out. “I’m not telling you anything.”

His tongue found my neck again, and soon I was making little noises that I was completely embarrassed of. I had never heard those kinds of mewls come out of my mouth before.

“That’s the spot for you, isn’t it?” Cerul asked. “You love it when I lick you there.”

I couldn’t keep trying to be in control. Not when he was making me go this crazy. “Please,” I begged.

“Please what?”

“Please touch me.”

He grinned down at me. “But I’m already touching you,” he said innocently. He licked my neck in a different place and I gasped even louder. My body shook. It felt like I was already on the verge of coming.

“Stop torturing me!”

“I see now,” Cerul said wickedly. “That wasn’t your spot. Everywhere is your spot.”

I didn’t know. No one had ever done any of this to me before. But as Cerul kept licking my neck, my collarbone, and my ears, I had to agree with him. Considering my loud moans, it would have been impossible to deny.

Or maybe it was just because it was him that was doing it. This man turned me on more than anyone I’d ever known. No one else could have had half the effect on me that he did.

Once he let me up, it was only a matter of moments before he had my clothes on the floor. Exposed and vulnerable, I wriggled more than ever under his hungry gaze. He was looking at me as if he meant to eat me alive.

“Well?” I said with false bravado. “Just going to sit there and stare, or are you going to take your clothes off too?”

As he smirked and started to take off his shirt, I nearly had a heart attack. It seemed my training had been more effective than I’d ever suspected. I’d known that we’d developed his arm muscles, and his pecs, and his abs. I’d even spotted that V leading… downwards… But even when I was all pressed up against him, I hadn’t quite realized what it would look like when you put it all together. With his entire gorgeous torso in my field of vision, I quivered.

It wasn’t over yet, either. Cerul grinned down at me and hooked his thumbs into his waistline. “Wait,” I objected.

Although I was sure he could see just how nervous I was, I straightened my back and acted like I had done this before. “You better make me come before you take those off.” It was a tip I’d once read in a magazine.

For once, Cerul didn’t protest. Instead, he smirked more and moved his head between my thighs. What had I let myself in for? If his tongue felt that good on my ears and my neck, it was going to absolutely kill me when he put it on my…

Oh.
Oh!

Just the slightest touch sent me over the edge. I thrashed on the bed, unable to control myself. My clit was hard like a little stone, and I thrust it against his tongue over and over, trying to draw the orgasm out as long as possible.

“That wasn’t hard,” Cerul said smugly. “I guess I’m allowed to take these off, then?”

I couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t think. I flipped over onto my stomach, clawing at the bedsheets.

“Kale?”

Using all the energy I had left to force myself onto my knees, I arched my ass towards him. This was it. “Unless that was all you got,” I said.

“Not even close.” I felt his weight lowering the bed behind me. I faced forward, too scared to turn around. I didn’t want to see what he was about to put into me. Couldn’t handle seeing it.

As it pressed at my entrance, I wondered if I’d be able to handle this either. It was so large, so thick. And the pain it was causing me was something entirely new. My legs shook, and I lowered my head to the mattress.

“So tight,” Cerul groaned.

“Yes,” I whispered, gritting my teeth to keep from moaning. “I’ve been… waiting… for you.”

He didn’t react to my admission, just pressed forward until he was all the way inside me. Then, to my surprise, it began to hurt less. It hurt less and less until I realized that I was rocking my hips back, wanting more of it. There was no more pain left. Only pleasure.

Cerul’s hands found my waist and clenched down. It was only then that I realized how much he’d been holding back. He pounded into me harder, giving me the full length of his cock on every stroke. I inched my knees apart, wanting to let him in deeper.