Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 45585 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 228(@200wpm)___ 182(@250wpm)___ 152(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45585 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 228(@200wpm)___ 182(@250wpm)___ 152(@300wpm)
“What? Did you just burn off my hair?”
“Yes.”
“You could have burned me!”
“You are a dragon’s mate.”
“So?” she asked, smoothing her hand over her skin, searching for sore spots and finding none.
“You have an increased resistance to fire. Now, turn around and touch the floor.”
Eyes wide open, she imagined what he requested and why. “No.”
“I can spank you first if you would prefer,” Drake said, patting his lap.
Swallowing hard, she tried to turn too quickly and started to fall. Drake caught her easily and draped her over his hard thighs.
“This works, Little one. Spread your legs.”
She did as he asked and allowed herself to droop toward the floor. Squeezing her eyes closed, Aurora waited for the heat. When it came, she didn’t panic as much. That burning smell was the most disconcerting. Again, his hand smoothed over her skin.
“Can I get dressed yet?” she whispered.
“Not yet. I think my Little one needs a reward.”
Drake stood, lifting her as he rose. He gently placed her on her back on the mattress. Holding her legs up, he sank to his knees in front of her and looped the material of her panties and jeans over his head. As she watched, he lapped the seam of her pussy. The view was as erotic as it felt.
“Drake,” she sighed.
He raised his head to look at her. The gold flash in his eyes pushed her arousal even higher. “Daddy.”
“Yes, Daddy,” she said, nodding.
“Good girl,” he said and leaned back down to feast.
Aurora didn’t want to admit how much she loved hearing his praise. How much she wanted him to be pleased with her. How much she didn’t want him to stop that!
Her head fell back against the mattress as he pushed two fingers into her channel. His mustache stroked over her now hypersensitive skin. Without the protection of her silky adult hair, everything felt more…
Words disappeared from her mind as he sucked her clit into the heat of his mouth. In seconds, he’d forced an orgasm from her. She stifled the scream from escaping her mouth and he bit her inner thigh.
“I want to hear all your sounds, Little one. Let’s try that again.”
Nodding her head like a bobblehead doll, Aurora bit her lip as she watched his mouth return to her pink folds. His enticing nibbles and swirls of his tongue combined with his fingers quickly pushed her arousal back to a desperate level. When his wet fingers drifted back to that small ring of muscles between her cheeks, she gasped and bunched the soft comforter in both hands as she tried to deny how erotic his touch was.
When his fingertip pushed into that small opening, she exploded once again. This time, she didn’t muffle her reaction but screamed into the room.
His mouth lifted from her body a few long seconds later to praise her, “Good girl.”
Chapter 10
She did not argue with him when he redressed her. Aurora squirmed a bit as she felt her panties brush over her denuded mound. It was so sensitive. She knew the sensations would attract her attention every time she moved.
“Can I wear my tiara?” she whispered. She wanted to look as gorgeous as she felt.
“Of course, Little one.”
As she walked down the hallway balancing the sparkling ornament, Aurora couldn’t help but smile. Just a few days ago, life seemed bleak. She didn’t have a job and had been forced to move back home. Sharing a room with a snarly sister who didn’t want her there had not been pleasant.
Studying Drake’s butt as he walked in front of her, she grinned. Her new roommate was a vast improvement on her sister. He came with all sorts of benefits.
The smile faded a bit as they walked into the large living space. She still didn’t have a job. All those hours of studying gone to waste.
“Breakfast and then you’ll want to investigate your new office,” Drake told her.
“My new office?” Aurora asked in confusion.
She looked around the room and noted a small area had been excavated off the living room. As she walked toward it, Drake intercepted her and steered her to the eating area and helped her into a chair.
“After breakfast, Little one. Would you like oatmeal or yogurt with granola this morning?”
“No pancakes?” she asked.
“No pancakes.”
Pouting slightly, she settled on yogurt. Watching Drake move around the kitchen, she felt useless. Why had he made her an office? She didn’t have anything to work on. She couldn’t even help with meals.
“I’m not used to being worthless,” she admitted.
“Worthless. That’s the last thing my newest business analyst should feel.”
“What? You have business analysts?” she asked, sitting up straighter.
“Yes.”
She paused for a few seconds waiting for him to add more information, but he didn’t say anything else as he washed berries for their yogurt bowls. Finally, she couldn’t stand it anymore. “Want to tell me what you’re talking about?”