The (Not) Satisfied Dragon - Colette Rhodes Page 0,61

a Council history book in my parents’ den that may be useful,” Ezra mused. “I’ll go get it. Hiram can come along.”

“What? Why?” Hiram asked, yawning.

“Because you look like you’re about to have a nap and a little discipline is good for you,” Ezra replied curtly.

“Everyone’s on the Punish Hiram Bandwagon,” Hiram moaned with a put-upon sigh as he got up and followed Ezra out of the room, shooting me a wink in the process that let me know he wasn’t that bothered.

“I'll work on dinner in the meantime,” Seff said, unwrapping his arms from around my waist. I missed the warmth of them instantly.

“It must be my turn to cook,” I objected, standing and following Seff as he moved into the kitchen.

“We have some mutton that needs eating,” Seff replied with a shrug, pulling out the meat and digging around the storage nook for vegetables. “I was going to make a stew.”

“I'll help you.”

For a while we worked in silence, Seff cutting the meat and me chopping onions and potatoes. He moved deftly around the kitchen, humming quietly under his breath every so often.

Seff's attractiveness wasn't something new, but it felt more potent today. His confidence when we were talking to the Council, the calm, factual way he knew the rules by heart, made me want to throw myself at him. His intelligence and cool ambition were wildly appealing.

Focus, Shira. We'd starve if I gave into those urges.

I turned my attention back to the task at hand, roughly chopping the vegetables and throwing them into the enormous pot that Seff had already put the meat and seasoning into. I washed my hands as he set the pot over the fire and leaned back against the wall to watch him do the same.

Even when doing simple domestic tasks, Seff’s muscles rippled temptingly underneath his shirt. I chewed on my lip, wanting more from him, but not sure how to ask for it. My one and only sexual experience to date had been an assumed next step, part of the bonding process.

How was I supposed to request intimacy going forward? We should set a code word or something.

“I'd love to know what's going on in that head of yours,” Seff chuckled, glancing over at me. “Your cheeks are flushed.”

Screw it, what was the worst that could happen? We were all stuck together, anyway. I may as well vocalize my wishes and hope for the best.

“Remember when you licked me the other night? Can I do that to you?”

Seff made a strangled sound as he spun on his heel to look at me. “You want to do that?” he asked, incredulously.

“Is it a thing?”

“Um. Well, yes. Not so much licking as, er, sucking. Never mind. But nothing needs to be a thing in our relationship unless you want it to be, Shira. We'd never push you to do anything you didn't want to do.”

“I know that,” I replied impatiently. “Sometimes there are things that I want to do and you're not being very supportive right now. I'd like to suck you now, please.”

“Gods, it'd take a stronger male than me to argue with that,” Seff muttered. “Come here.”

I obeyed happily, pushing off the wall and crossing the room into his waiting embrace. Seff's hand cupped my jaw, pulling my face up to meet his lips in a soft, probing kiss.

“Are you sure?” he murmured. I shot him an impatient look before moving my hands to the front of his trousers, unlacing them to get to my prize.

“Fuck,” Seff groaned, his hands coming to rest on the counter behind him. I dropped to my knees, pulling his erect cock out with a small smile.

“Will you tell me if I do it wrong?” I asked, looking up at him.

“I promise, there's not a single thing you could do wrong,” Seff replied tightly, looking down at me like he couldn't quite believe I was real. It was a heady feeling. Somehow, from my spot kneeling at his feet, I'd never felt more powerful.

“Take this off,” I ordered, tugging at his shirt. I wanted to see all of him. He complied immediately, and I took a second to appreciate his smooth bronze skin and the taut, rippling muscles underneath it. Maybe I could lick those later.

Experimentally, I ran my tongue over the tip of his cock, tasting the clear liquid that had beaded there. Salty. Earthy. Seff made another choked noise, and I smiled to myself before licking up his shaft, following the vein. The skin