She could feel her body nearing orgasm. The way he was gliding across her body gave her everything she needed. He could tell, too, and he smiled as she grew more and more tense.
“That’s it, perfect girl,” he murmured. “Come for me, little human.”
She’d never been called perfect before, and she’d never been called human before, and in any other situation, she might think it was silly and stupid and annoying, but not here. Not with him. With Declan, he could call her anything he wanted if he would just keep touching her.
When she finally came, it was like the entire world stopped and exploded. Her heart seemed to fly out of her body as the waves of pleasure washed over her, rocking her world. She might have cried out, or maybe she just thought about it. It was the best feeling in the world. She was complete. She was out of control. She was his.
And when Declan came, too, looking into her eyes, she realized something else.
She was in over her head.
She was in trouble.
Chapter 7
Declan held Zoa all night. Long past the time he should have fallen asleep, long past the time when she had fallen asleep, he held her, and he wondered why it was that she made him feel so damn good. He had never felt this comfortable or protective of a female before. Even when he’d been in relationships with other dragon shifters, he hadn’t felt like this.
When Declan was with Zoa, he felt a certain sense of peace. It was as if everything in the world suddenly made total sense. He felt like he could fly, which was true, but he felt like he could soar. She looked at him like he was her hero, and that was a damn good feeling. That was the kind of feeling a guy like him could get used to if he wasn’t careful.
He wanted to keep her.
She wasn’t his, but that was what he wanted. Declan was going to keep his promise. He’d kill Kellen, and he’d keep Zoa safe, but when it was all over, he wanted her. What would she do if he asked her to stay? It was too fast and too soon, but he found himself wondering what the chances were.
If Declan were to ask Zoa to be his girl, would she agree?
Or would she panic?
She’d been through so much that he didn’t want to push her. He didn’t want to give her something she couldn’t handle. The truth was that his entire world was something he couldn’t handle, though. He’d been alone for what felt like an eternity. Oh, he was a dragon shifter, okay, but that didn’t mean much when you were alone. The work he did was great, but it didn’t satisfy him the way taking care of Zoa had.
When he’d hidden her away in his basket, tucking her safely beneath his clothing, he had felt something. He’d felt good. For the very first time in his life, Declan had felt like he made a difference. He was important to her, and that feeling was something he never, ever wanted to forget.
Declan held Zoa tightly. She curled up against him, wrapping her body around him like they were meant to be together. The sensation was comforting and perfect, and he loved it. He liked the way she seemed to fit just right against him. When he finally closed his eyes long enough to let sleep claim him, he dreamt of her.
Only her.
DECLAN WOKE TO SOFT kisses on his neck. He kept his eyes closed, and he stayed perfectly still. She was here. Zoa was still here. She slid her tongue over his neck and down his chest. She licked his nipples, and then his muscles, and then she made her way lower, lower. He had to fight not to groan as she slid his cock between her lips and started sucking. She teased him, taunting him, until he was harder than he’d been the night before.
“I know you’re awake,” she whispered. “So, start making some noise before I get disappointed and stop.”
“You want me to be noisy?” Declan asked, looking down at her. She looked so fucking perfect sitting by his dick. She reached out, stroking it, and nodded.
“Yes,” she whispered.
“My brothers are downstairs,” he warned her. Was she embarrassed? Shy? Did she want them to know that Declan had made love to her? Oh, they probably already knew. Dragons were tricky that way. Still, he would give her the choice as to whether or not she really wanted to reveal that they’d been together. Who knew? Maybe she was more of a show-off than he’d given her credit for.
“Good,” she shrugged. A smile spread across Zoa’s face. “They can be jealous.”
She leaned back down, once more taking Declan’s dick into her mouth, and this time, he didn’t hold back. He closed his eyes and let the feelings of pleasure wash over him. She sucked until he was aching, until he was needing more, and then, just before he was about to come, she climbed up onto him.
Zoa sank down onto his cock. She rested her hands on his chest, balancing, and then she started to grind down on him. Any thoughts of being quiet vanished, flying from his head.
“Fuck,” he whispered. It felt so good. Everything about this moment felt so damn good.
“I might be wrong, but I think you like this,” she giggled. The sound was perfect. She was perfect.
“You feel so damn good.”
“Your cock feels pretty good inside of me,” she admitted. She squeezed him. He could feel it. Then she smiled. “Really, really good,” she added.