Craved by the Dragon (Stonefire Dragons 8)

"No, go ahead and share it with your lass. I'm sure she'll reward the news," Gregor said, winking.

Killian murmured his thanks again before racing out to the waiting room. However, he scanned the area, but Brenna was nowhere in sight.

The male working reception, Leo, motioned him over. When Killian reached him, Leo said, "Brenna wanted you to meet her near Stonefire's back entrance."

He frowned. "Is something wrong? Another attack?"

Leo shook his head. "Just something about a surprise for you that she can't give you here and that you shouldn't worry."

She could've waited a few minutes for him, but Killian pushed aside that thought. "Thanks, Leo."

With a wave, Killian raced out of the surgery and jogged toward the rear entrance. At one time, he'd hated surprises. And while sometimes Brenna went too far—such as when she'd organized a traditional Irish dance party in the great hall—he'd grown to like most of them.

Especially when it involves her naked, Black said.

Let's hope she's not naked if she’s standing at the rear entrance, Killian drawled.

It didn't take long to reach the final walkway to his destination. He spotted Brenna plucking at a large, sheet-covered, rectangular object. Since it didn't even reach her shoulders, it couldn't be a car.

Once he was within a few meters from her, she smiled at him. "Well? What did they say?"

Closing the distance between them, he pulled her close. "Everything came back clean. I have to wait twenty-four more hours before they sign off, but if the next day goes without incident, I'm cured."

She squealed before bringing his head down for a kiss.

He took his time sipping and tasting his female before ending it. "So, what's the surprise?"

"Oh, just something to celebrate your recovery."

"I only just found out about it. Did Dr. Sid leak the results to you early?"

She shook her head. "No, but I had a feeling it would go well this time, and I wanted to be prepared. Kai even gave me the afternoon off."

"Does that mean you're going to tease me all afternoon about what's under there?"

"Of course not. What's under there is what we're going to do for the afternoon." She stepped back and motioned toward it. "Open it and take a look."

The rectangular shape told him little of what it could be. Quickly tearing off the sheet, he sighed. "You put a box over it too?"

She grinned. "A little suspense can sweeten the reward later, as you often remind me."

A naked image of Brenna in his bed, moaning as he slowly licked between her thighs, flashed into his head. "And I'll be reminding you of that later as well. I plan to make good use of our afternoon."

She gestured toward the box. "Let's take things one step at a time. Hurry up and open it."

He went to slice the tape, but the box moved. There wasn't a bottom, so he lifted it off and gasped.

It was a motorcycle. A Kawasaki Ninja ZX-6R, to be exact.

Brenna spoke up. "I couldn't afford a new one, but I asked Blake to go with me to check it out. Apparently, he loves motorcycles, too. You should ride with him sometime."

He ran his hand over one of the handlebars and then the other. "I love it." He glanced at his mate. "And my first ride will be with you, once we have helmets."

She kissed him quickly before dashing behind a bush and producing two helmets. "I thought of that. I've never ridden one. Maybe one day you can teach me, but for now, I just want to ride on the back."

"I might be able to do that. For a price."

"Killian O'Shea—"