Mated to Dragons novel

---- "Mason," Nate growled. I growled back but turned my head to press my lips to her ear. "You're not feeling well so that means no sex." "T don't feel sick anymore," she whispered. I moved my hand to her stomach and stroked the skin there. My lips curled into a smile when her stomach chose that moment to crumble loudly. Colour flooded her cheeks. "Hey Nate, our mate is hungry," I called. "T heard," he muttered with some humor in his words.

"What do you feel like eating, honeybee?" Angel didn't immediately answer him. "I don't suppose you have pizza?" "Tf you want pizza, I'll go make you some." "You cook? I didn't know that." "We were raised by the servants ," I told her. "They made sure that we learned basic life skills." "Tt comes in handy from time to time. Like now." Nate stood. "I'll be back in half an hour." I didn't raise my head to look at him even though I ---- could feel his eyes burning into my back.

The moment the door closed behind him; Angel squeezed my cock. "Bad girl," I growled against her skin. "He's gone." Raising my head, I smiled at her. "He might be gone but the moment he returns, he will know exactly what we've been up to. We have a great sense of smell, love." "You do?" She frowned. "None of the books mentioned that." She fell silent as I lowered my head again. "You say you have a great sense of smell, so that means you can smell me when I sweat?" "Yes." Inuzzled her cheeks.

"We can smell it when you get wet or when you just had sex. When you're bleeding or when you're in heat. Humans call it ovulating." "Am I ovulating right now?" Ismiled. I knew what game she was playing , and I decided to play along. It would do her some good to forget about the shit that happened today. ---- Throwing the covers back, I moved down her body and parted her legs to settle between them on my stomach. Pressing my nose to the apex of her thighs, I sucked in a deep breath.

"You're not," I told her after a few seconds. "T'm not what?" she breathed. I raised my head to look at her. "You're not ovulating." "oh." My smile widened. "T ache, Mason," Angel whispered, hips jerking upwards. "Please make it go away." "Ah hell baby, don't look at me like that." I sat up and frowned at her. "I'm trying-" "Please." My eyes locked on the hand she slipped down her stomach. Her fingertips traced the band of her panties for a few seconds and then slowly dipped inside her panties.

I stared at her pussy as she rubbed slow circles around her clit. Growling , I reached out and gripped the material of her panties on either side of her hips and tore the ---- material away. My nostrils flared as I breathed her in. Angel spread her legs wider and pushed one finger into her pussy. I gripped her wrist when she pulled her finger out and raised her hand to wrap my lips around her finger. A groan fell from my lips.

"Witch," I hissed as I settled between her thighs again and wrapped my lips around her clit. "Yes!" Angel cried, burying her hands in my hair. " Don't stop."