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Even the darkest of creatures had a yearning in them— a yearning to be cared for. To be loved.
Holy fuck, I wanted to do really bad things to both of them. The type of things that a priest would drown me in holy water for.
“I’m sure you could, kitten,” he said, his voice dangerously low. Kitten. Oh, fuck.
“Do you really know what you’re getting yourself into? We’re not human, Kat. We’re dragons. We mate for life. And we both want you. There’s no turning back after today, even though you think this is fun and games.”
“Woman, we’re going to devour you,” I whispered, giving the strands a tug.
There was something erotic about watching him unleash just a hint of his power.
“Little kitten,” I said wickedly. “And my little dragon.
“I’m going to breed him fucking raw,” he rasped. “And then I’m going to take you, little kitten.”
Dracon wanted someone he could care for. That he could feed and make love to and nest with.
I wanted someone I could be with completely, fangs and all, that I could build a loving future with. I was tired of living in this world alone.
“You knotted her?!” I asked, exasperated. “She teased me,” he moaned, tipping his head back.
You’re about to be almost nothing more than my sex slave. Same for Dell, too.
There were three things Mr. Dragon-Bastard didn’t know about me. One, I refused to be degraded as human. Two, I wasn’t going to be commanded like a dog. Three, I knew kung fu.
“I want you. I want you to bond me and knot me. To breed me. I want you to fill me up with—”
He was a beast. He was a monster. He was a creature. He was mine.
“I wish I could see,” Kat whined. Dracon laughed, his head tipping back. “You’re a little pervert.” “I’m your pervert.”
Biscuit stared into my soul as the girl droned on about how amazing she was. I was now convinced Satan had a long lost pet, and this was it.
