Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 70651 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 353(@200wpm)___ 283(@250wpm)___ 236(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70651 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 353(@200wpm)___ 283(@250wpm)___ 236(@300wpm)
Mine. Mine. Mine.
“Yours,” he breathes. “And, yes, you were saying that aloud.”
His confirmation fills my chest with happiness. I break from his loose hold on my wrists to snake my arms around his middle. He crashes against my chest. My dick remains nestled inside him despite its softening. I like that he’s still stuffed with me and my cum isn’t able to escape.
“If only everyone knew what a caveman you are,” Cove teases, a smile in his voice as his lips press to my neck.
“I think they know.”
“I’m glad it was me.”
“You?”
“I’m glad it was me who you can show the real you.”
The real me?
Here, in this bed, I’m confused about who that person even is. I’m not Chase any longer, but with my family, I don’t feel completely like Dragon.
“I don’t know who that is anymore,” I admit, frowning and snapping my eyes closed.
“You’re Dragon and Chase and my boyfriend. You’re a lot crazy and a little sweet. Super sexy. An asshole, but a funny one. I like you, man. Whoever you’re becoming. I like him.”
I still want to destroy the monsters in my world.
But I also want to be Cove’s a little sweet boyfriend.
I can be Dragon and Chase.
I can be…me.
Cove
“Knock-knock.”
I jolt awake to the female voice, quickly making sense of my surroundings. I’m buried beneath Dragon’s powerful body. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t love the possessive way he traps me in bed at night. But having his mother walk in on us in such a compromising position is super fucking awkward.
It takes some effort, but I manage to slip out of Dragon’s hold. He’s naked as the day he was born, but thankfully, after the last time we had sex last night, I opted to throw on a pair of sweats I’d found in one of his drawers. I toss the sheet over his ass and force my gaze to the woman standing in the doorway.
She’s perfect.
Hair and makeup are flawless. Her outfit is probably expensive as fuck. It’s alarming to me that anyone can look like this so early in the morning. A glance at the clock on the end table tells me, it is, in fact, early. Being woken up before eight by my boyfriend’s mother, whom I only met just yesterday, isn’t my idea of fun.
“Hey,” I grunt out.
Her plum-colored lips purse into a firm line as she sweeps her eyes over the wrecked state of the bedroom. Clothes are strewn everywhere among discarded towels we’d used for cleanup. The fitted sheet has come loose on one corner of the bed, exposing the mattress. Love bites and other evidence of Dragon’s need to claim me feel as though they’re blinking on my neck and naked chest, making the moment even more awkward.
“Did you two even sleep?” she asks, arching a sculpted brow high on her forehead.
My skin prickles with heat and I know I’m red as a tomato. I scrub a palm over my face before shooting her a helpless look. “I, uh… He was emotional.”
Her hardened expression softens as she studies me inquisitively. “You’re a perfect balance for my son. He was always so…”
“Crazy,” I offer.
She smirks, reminding me of her son. “I was going to say wild, but crazy works as well. He was confident the moment he came into this world. His father and I always knew he’d do something incredible.”
He can torture a man like no one else on earth, so I’d say that’s pretty incredible.
“But you,” she continues, “you’re a calm to his storm. Logical to his unreasonable.” She slowly approaches, her gaze turning on her son. Tears brim in her green eyes and a smile touches her lips. “That’s all I ever wanted for him. Someone to be a perfect match for him. After everything he told us last night, it’s amazing he was able to do that. I suppose we have you to thank for that.”
“We’re not serious,” I blurt out, but as soon as I say the words, they leave a bitter aftertaste.
She reaches forward, patting my head that’s probably sticking hair up in every direction. “From what he told us, I know he scared you in the beginning, but then you got to know him.” She smiles. “Intimately. That lie you’re telling yourself doesn’t work anymore.”
I gape at her in shock.
“I raised four boys,” she says with a chuckle. “You don’t think I know a thing or two?”
Someone else steps into the bedroom. Owen. Lovely. Both his parents can be witnesses to the fact that me and Dragon fucked like wild stallions all night.
“I just got off the phone with Aimee,” Owen states, his voice growing somber. “Taylor called her back when he had cell service. Mitch isn’t with him.”
Lindsay deflates, her young features pinching, making her look much older than a few minutes ago. “Oh, Owen.”