Craved by the Dragon (Stonefire Dragons 8)

"Aye, rationally, I did. But she's my sister and I didn't want a repeat of what had happened with my father. I wanted to ensure my mother didn't lose another person she loved."

"Killian," she said softly.

"So you see, we can only learn from the mistakes. I think part of the reason I was so angry when I woke up without a dragon and my memories is that deep down, I knew I'd fucked up."

"And now? Are you still angry?"

He smiled. "No, quite the opposite. Because from that mistake came something good." He leaned a fraction closer. "You, Brenna."

Her heart skipped a beat. "Don't be silly."

He growled. "I'm not. You've stayed by my side the entire time, fighting tooth and nail not only to protect me, but to also try and find a way to bring back my memories. Even when you knew it could result in me never wanting you again, you fought for me. I now have another person I'm going to try to protect with my life."

She searched his gaze. "But you barely know me."

He moved a hand into her hair. "I know enough about you to realize that anyone who doesn't fight for you is a fool."

Not giving her a chance to protest, Killian pressed his lips to hers.

At the contact, she forgot every reason and excuse as to why they wouldn't work and simply kissed him back. Each nibble, lick, and caress sent fire racing through her body. Attraction had never been an issue between them, but for the first time, Brenna was starting to think there was more than mere lust involved.

There might be feelings, too.

Not wanting to bog down the moment, she jumped and wrapped her legs around his body. Killian's hands instantly went to her bum, lightly slapping one cheek.

Her dragon hissed. I want to feel his hands on our skin.

As she wiggled against Killian's chest, the friction made her wetter.

With a groan, Killian moved his lips to her neck, making his way down to where her neck met her shoulder.

One of his hands moved to the hem of her shirt and slid it up to expose one cup of her bra. Her nipple ached at his gaze.

Killian's pupils flashed and he growled, "Black is going to distract Blue for a few minutes."

At the reminder of the young dragon, guilt filled her body. However, Killian pulled down the cup of her bra and took her hard nipple into his mouth, banishing everything but the feel of his warm, wet tongue as it licked and swirled around her tight bud.

Threading her fingers through his hair, she moaned and tugged lightly. As if reading her cues were second nature, he lightly bit her nipple, sending more wetness between her thighs.

What she wouldn't give to have his talented tongue move further south.

He released her and leaned back to stare at her jutting nipple and small breast. For a second, she held her breath. Maybe his dragon had had enough and they would have to stop. She understood needing to be patient.

However, as he lightly traced the sensitive skin on the underside of her breast, he murmured, "I would worship this breast for hours if I had the time." He met her gaze again. "But I don't. I want to taste you, Brenna. Will you let me?"

She didn't miss a beat. "Yes."

Killian gave an animalistic growl, and he maneuvered her to the bed and laid her down. His hands went instantly to her trousers. As he fumbled to undo them, she wished for the first time in her life she favored skirts over trousers.

But Killian was determined and soon the trousers were down around her ankles. Instead of ripping off her panties, he lightly caressed her slit through the thin material. She should restrain herself, but Brenna couldn't help but squirm, trying to get his finger to brush her clit.

Killian ran his finger up, to the hem of her underwear. He inched them down slowly. Once they joined her trousers, he ran his rough, warm hands up her legs to her inner thighs.

Just watching Killian touch her made her heart pound and her pussy pulse. Maybe it was because she wanted an orgasm, but she had a feeling it was more watching Killian take his time and truly treasure her body that made her hot.

His eyes met hers, and the desire there made her breath hitch. "This is going to be about you and not me, Brenna. It's time you learn what a real male is like."

Her dragon hummed. Yessssss. About time.