“I’m going to come,” he murmured.
She reached for his balls in response, and she squeezed gently.
“Coconut, I’m going to come,” he repeated. He wanted to give her a chance to pull away from him if she wanted to. Not all girls were ready to have a dragon shifter come in their mouth, and if she wasn’t, well, he wanted to respect that.
Coconut didn’t seem to mind at all, though. He thought it actually looked like she was smirking as she reached for him again and sucked harder, faster, and then it happened.
The orgasm hit him all at once. He groaned as he came, filling her mouth with his cum. Coconut didn’t seem to mind at all, and she kept sucking until the last waves of pleasure had faded.
She swallowed, and then she pulled back and smiled up at him.
Oh, when she looked at him like that, Brian knew he was in trouble. He was in so much fucking trouble that he didn’t know what to do.
“Coconut,” he murmured.
She didn’t say anything. She just leaned forward and swiped her tongue over the edge of his cock, and then she pressed her lips there.
Yeah, he was in trouble.
He liked this one.
A lot.
Chapter 8
After a luxurious bubble bath that would put any normal hot tub experience to shame, Winter went to bed. Dragon wrapped his arms around her and tugged her close in his huge, over-the-top bed. He spooned her all night, and she was surprised again at just how comfortable she felt with him.
She wasn’t sure how she was supposed to feel with this strange man, but somehow, “comfortable” wasn’t the word at the top of the list. When she woke up, the bed was empty, and she sat up, stretched, and looked around.
“Wow.”
It was the only word that could describe his place in the daytime. The ceilings in the house were huge. He’d told her he was a shifter. She assumed it was because he was a dragon.
Well, the bedroom definitely looked like an enormous dragon cave.
Tall ceilings stretched up endlessly into a pointed peak. If he was a dragon shifter, Winter bet he could shift right in this room and never have any issues or problems with that.
“Like what you see?”
Winter turned to see Dragon standing in the doorway. He was leaning against it, smiling at her, and he was wearing nothing at all.
“Oh yes,” she murmured.
Yes, she liked it a lot.
“No regrets?”
“No regrets,” she nodded.
She didn’t know how it was possible, but she felt very comfortable with this man: happy, even. There was something kind and sweet about him that put her right at ease.
Winter had known enough men to know that finding someone who made you feel comfortable, as well as sexy, was a rare treat.
“Can I entice you to join me for breakfast?” Dragon asked with a grin.
“I do love food.”
“Good,” he nodded in approval. “I made eggs and bacon.”