Dragon's Possession
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“Did you really think that you could call me here and I’d just fall into your arms?!” she shouted. Without giving him a chance to speak, she continued. “I’ll just bet you did. Well, guess what dragon boy?! I don’t want this! I don’t want you! I didn’t ask to be brought here t-to…”
Scarlett faltered in her words, quickly taking a step back as he approached her.
His eyes blazed at her, a fierier of passion and anger. He stalked forward, following her step for step until her back was pressed against the cold hard ridges of the wall.
“Don’t lie to me, Scarlett,” he said, his deep timbre sending shivers of pleasure down her spine. His hands came up to rest on the wall beside her head, effectively caging her. “Don’t pretend that you don’t feel what’s between us.” With each word he lowered his head, until the last word was spoken against her lips.
His mouth opened and his tongue flicked out, brushing over her bottom lip, as he continued to stare into her eyes. She felt that flicker of his tongue to the core. She stood there, her body responding to his close proximity. How could he do this to her? He wasn’t supposed to be able to do this to her. He was a dragon-man for goodness sake!
“I’m more than a dragon, Scarlett,” a new voice said. “I’m a man too.”
Scarlett’s eyes widened as her gaze shot from the man before her to the man behind him.
What the hell?
She looked back and forth between the two.
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