Stop fighting him. It will feel good. Just obey for the moment. We can turn the tables on him later.
Liking her dragon’s way of thinking, Arabella decided to tease him. Dropping her voice to a husky whisper, she replied, “Then make sure you’re good enough to keep my attention.”
Good girl.
Finn moved his free hand to her arse and rubbed slow circles on her right cheek, her skin warming with each pass. “I think I can do that.”
He slapped her arse and she squeaked. “What the bloody hell was that for?”
Finn removed his hands and she instantly missed his heat. “I have your attention now, lass. Widen your stance and shush.”
A few seconds passed and she realized he wasn’t going to touch her again until she obeyed.
With anyone else, she would have called him a bastard and walked away. However, the slight sting on her arse combined with Finn’s heavy-lidded gaze and slight heat of his breath on her belly only made her pussy pulse in anticipation.
Even if she couldn’t say it aloud, she wanted his tongue so much she ached.
Her dragon chuckled. You’re finally being honest. Stop trying to lie to me because it won’t work.
Shut it, dragon. If I don’t pay attention to Finn, then you’ll never have an orgasm.
Her beast huffed and fell silent.
Moving her feet against the soft grass, Arabella widened her legs. Even then, all Finn did was look over her body. Would the man never get on with it?
Someone’s impatient.
Last warning, dragon, or I’ll lock you tight inside a mental cage and enjoy Finn all to myself.
You wouldn’t dare.
Watch me.
A light breeze blew and Arabella shivered. Enough was enough. With a growl, she spoke up. “You’re losing my attention, Finlay. Hurry the hell up.”
The corner of his mouth ticked up. “That anxious for my tongue, lass?” She opened her mouth to reply, but then he ran the back of his hand down the inside of her thigh, his touch a brand on h
er skin. Finn leaned forward until she felt his breath on her lower belly as he continued, “Sometimes, waiting only increases your pleasure.”
He traced the crease where her inner thigh met her hip and Arabella’s knees nearly gave out.
Her dragon roared. How can he be teasing us? He is male and should have no control.
Ah, so the dragon doesn’t know everything.
Her beast grunted. I still know more than you.
Finn removed his finger and she cried out, “Don’t stop.”
He raised an eyebrow. “That almost sounds like begging to me, lass.”
Arabella clenched the fingers of one hand. “It wasn’t. And I’m this close to walking away and leaving you hanging.”
“Then stay with me. I want you to watch me as I make you come, not your dragon. Push her aside. I want Arabella MacLeod squirming as I lick and lap your pussy.”
Her dragon sucked in a breath. Oh my, I like him.
Then shut it or he’ll stop.