Can't Get Enough (Dragon Kin) - G.A. Aiken Page 0,30

counting thing again. It still didn’t work.

“Shalin.”

“Ailean.”

“Everything you’re doing is perfect.”

“Perfect? Really?”

His eye twitched. “Yes. However—”

“However?”

“However, you must keep going in order for it to remain perfect.”

“Ohhhh. I didn’t realize that.”

“I think you did realize that.” And slowly, he sat up, going on his knees. “I think you know exactly what you’re doing to me, Shalin the Not Really Innocent.”

Laughing, she backed away from him. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Yes, you do.” He reached out, snatching her around the waist and yanking her close. “You’re a cruel, vicious vixen.” He kissed her hard. “Admit it.”

Her arms went around his neck and she relaxed against him. Nothing had ever felt better. “You’re right.” She kissed his jaw, his throat. “But I can make it up to you.”

“Think you can, do you?” But she was already making his eyes cross simply from kissing a line across his shoulders.

“Well, Ailean,” she said in his ear after she’d kissed her way back up, “I think I can definitely try.”

And who was he to stop someone from at least making the effort?

They’d fallen asleep with Ailean cuddled up behind her, his arms tight around her waist. And he was still like that when Shalin felt the first thrust as he took her from behind.

Gods. Insatiable. This dragon was insatiable. And she absolutely loved it.

“It’s almost dawn,” he murmured in her ear while he used one hand to pull her hair off her neck. “I’ll have to go soon.”

“I understand.”

“Unless you want me to stay.”

She did want him to stay. But she didn’t want to end up in one of his books. Another Ailean the Wicked conquest for the annals. No thank you.

“No. Go.” She gripped his thigh, digging her small nails into the ungiving, hard muscle. “But come back. Tonight.”

One hand slid down to her sex, his fingers stroking her, while his other hand roughly grabbed her hair. Holding her, he took her harder, his cock hitting that wonderful spot inside her that he had found earlier. This time he didn’t stop, this time he didn’t change his rhythm. Instead he kept up the pressure, the harshness of it until Shalin’s entire body shook in his arms.

“I’ll be back, Shalin,” he growled against her neck. “You won’t be able to keep me away. Understand?”

She couldn’t answer, not with that climax ripping through her.

“Understand?” he pushed.

Shalin nodded and buried her face into her pillow so she could muffle her cries. Then Ailean pulled out of her and flipped her onto her back. He drove into her again, another climax washing over her.

“I love looking at you when I fuck you,” he told her plainly, each harsh thrust extending the life of her climax until she feared the intensity of it would tear her apart.

Ailean kissed her as he came inside her, his shout of pleasure lost in her mouth.

When he finally pulled away from her, he covered her sweat-soaked body with furs and kissed her cheek.

“I’ll see you tonight, my little innocent.”

She tried to say something meaningful to him but all she could manage was a rather undignified grunt.

9

Ailean had barely stumbled into his own bed when his brothers knocked on his door and walked in without actually waiting for him to tell them to.

“What?” he barked, his forearm covering his eyes from the now-invading light of the two suns blasting through his window.

“The old dragon is on the move,” Arranz informed him, dropping down on the foot of the bed.

“Where?”

“Devenallt Mountain. He’s arranged for a meeting with the queen.”

“And he’s still protected?”

“Of course.”

“Don’t give me that look. If anything happens to Shalin’s father, she’ll never forgive herself and I’ll never forgive myself for making her unhappy. And we all know I hate when I’m miserable.”

“What’s wrong with you?” Bideven asked, his eyes watching Ailean closely.

“Nothing. I’m tired.”

“The twins will take her to their home if you don’t want her any more.”

As much as Ailean wanted to simply respond, “Hell, no!” he knew that would be a mistake. Instead he gave a long suffering sigh. “No, no. She’s my responsibility.”

“If you’re sure,” Arranz told him, and Ailean could hear the smirk in his voice. Later, he’d toss him out the closest window for it.

“Aye. I’m sure.”

“So…are you a witch?”

Shalin swallowed the porridge she’d spooned into her mouth. “No. I mean…” She sat back and thought a moment, trying to answer Kyna’s question. Questions she’d had to ask herself a long time ago. “I know spells. Many. But I wouldn’t call myself a witch. I