Total pages in book: 121
Estimated words: 112416 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 562(@200wpm)___ 450(@250wpm)___ 375(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 112416 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 562(@200wpm)___ 450(@250wpm)___ 375(@300wpm)
Adrian gripped a handful of Haru’s long black hair and wrapped his fist in it, moaning into his mouth. Fuck, yes. His hair was as silky as he’d imagined it would be.
Every time his brain tried to reboot, something else would tick a box of desire, throwing the breakers once again.
Haru’s kiss was all power and finesse, dominating Adrian’s mouth in all the best ways. His tongue slid inside, caressing and learning Adrian’s mouth, only to withdraw. Teeth nibbled and tugged, promising the wicked combination of pleasure and pain.
It wasn’t fair. Adrian had dreamed of this moment for months. Hell, it could have been years by now. He’d wanted to kiss and fuck Haru pretty much from their first meeting. He was a contradiction Adrian was dying to understand. His human form was delicate elegance and grace, while his dragon was all power and bone-crushing dominance. Somehow, both existed in the same creature.
Then there was his stupid smile, and voice, and sweet words driving Adrian to distraction, or just the urge to kill anyone who so much as looked at Haru. Everything about Haru seemed to trigger dark instincts that made him want to possess and be possessed by this powerful creature. It defied all logic, but now that Haru was finally kissing him, Adrian couldn’t bring himself to give a single flying fuck about logic.
The kisses stretched on, and Adrian’s lips grew tender. It wasn’t until Haru got a hand under his shirt and warm fingers skimmed across his stomach that his brain overpowered all his body’s demands.
Adrian tipped his face up, tearing his mouth free from Haru, only to have the damn dragon press hot liquid kisses along his throat. No cold shower in the world was going to save him or his blue balls after this.
“Haru, wait,” Adrian moaned. “Please. We…we can’t…” His plea dissolved into a lurid groan as the dragon sucked Adrian’s earlobe into his mouth and nibbled on it. What the fuck was he saying?
“Of course we can. You’re almost ready now.” As he spoke, Haru moved the hand on Adrian’s stomach lower to cup his hard cock and aching balls. He fondled him through his pants while grinding his hardening dick into Adrian’s hip.
Adrian grabbed his wrist, halting the movement of his hand. “It’s not right,” he gritted out between clenched teeth. “I don’t feel about you the same way you feel about me. I don’t want to create expectations or…” Adrian’s words sputtered out. He had a good reason for stopping him, but the combination of Haru’s amazing mouth and the fiery touch of his hand was ravaging what little resolve he had left. Deep down, he wanted to be a good, noble person, but it wasn’t nearly as strong as his desire to get fucked hard into next week.
A low chuckle rumbled up Haru’s throat, destroying an entire field of Adrian’s healthy brain cells like acid thrown on daisies. “I’m hundreds of years old, my Adrian. Do you think I can’t recognize when a person doesn’t love me? This isn’t about love. It’s about giving you the release you need so we can continue our search.”
That sounded logical.
Why did that sound so logical?
Because his brain was deprived of both blood and oxygen at this point, and anything that got him laid was going to sound like fucking rocket science.
“You’re sure?” Adrian demanded in a last-ditch effort to be a decent human being, even while turning his mouth toward Haru’s.
“Yes, and if I just so happen to prove to you that I am superior to every other lover you’ve ever had, we’ll take that as a bonus,” Haru boasted, but that last part went right over Adrian’s overtaxed brain.
“Fine. Show me what you can do, dragon,” Adrian challenged. Amusement flared in his chest as Haru’s eyes widened with surprise. Adrian was never one to retreat from a fight.
Haru seized his mouth in another blistering kiss. The cool scrape of sharp talons replaced gentle, warm fingers, sending uncontrollable shivers throughout Adrian’s body. In a flash, his clothes were torn to shreds, and he was left naked in front of the fully dressed, sexy man.
“No fair.”
“I think I have earned the right to gaze at your beauty.” His talons gone, Haru dragged both hands along Adrian’s chest. Soft fingers traced hard muscles and faded scars.
“Between the two of us, only you fit the definition of beauty.”
A soft smile lifted Haru’s delicate peach lips, and his chin tipped higher. The dragon was never one to skip an opportunity to preen. “I am beautiful, but my beauty cannot be compared to yours. My Adrian’s beauty is savage and powerful. The beauty of a warrior. A survivor. Sharp lines and hard muscles straining to contain limitless power and determination.”
Adrian shivered, but it had nothing to do with his touch. Haru’s words reached inside him, stirring up flutters he didn’t want to think about.