How Not to Date a Dragon (Cautionary Tails, #2)

by Lana Kole

Patty leaned across the bar and pulled Milo into a hug, but at their angle he ended up with his head crushed into her bosom. Milo patted her on the shoulder, everyone around them chuckling. It was such a warm place. The bar, the town, the people. Not Patty’s bosom.

Milo snapped his arm out, claws withdrawn, and gathered up a group of three men. They shouted and wiggled, but before they could clench their fingers around the triggers, he threw them at the remaining group. Very Godzilla style, he couldn’t help but think with a huff of a chuckle.

“I’d like to say something romantic, like this is the last time you’ll ever have to take these off, but… that would be such a tragedy.”

“I love you,” Milo murmured once he pulled back, and Xander’s chest went fizzy as their mind filled with white noise. Milo blinked, pulled back, and laughed. “Uh, I mean, in a totally casual, normal way. Y’know, as, I mean—” “I love you too,” Xander admitted. “Uh, I mean, in a really cool, practically bro-like way—” “Shut up,” Milo groaned, and tasted the laugh right off their lips.

“Why, are you gonna be my sugar dragon?”

“Dangerous, impressive, scary, hot. And cute.”

Milo’s lips quirked back up as he finally caught on. “Oh, I get it,” he purred. “You think I’m hot.” Yes. And Xander kind of wanted to suck his dick about it.

Couldn’t exactly blame him for framing their waist and dragging them harder against his happy scales.

“You fucked me with my own dick,” Milo deadpanned. It was tapered and textured just like his own. The only difference was the color, which was bright, sparkly purple.

“And you liked it,” Xander retorted proudly.