Mated to Dragons novel

---- I wouldn't say small." Mason gripped my hips and squeezed, his eyes locked on his hands. "Tf you could see yourself as I see you, you would understand why I fear hurting you." He pursed his lips. "Nate was right though; I was only supposed to nurse your mark. We weren't supposed to have sex." "Why?" I frowned at him. "You're still recovering ," he said softly. "You should be taking it easy." Smiling , I reached up to move some wet strands of hair from his forehead.

I leaned forward to kiss him, but Mason turned his head away, making me kiss his cheek instead. "No," he sighed. "Shower , food, and then bed again. "Bed again ," I repeated . "That sounds like a plan." He glared at me, but his lips twitched. Lifting me slightly, he separated our bodies and slowly lowered me to my feet. My legs were wobbly but the wall against my back kept me up. Mason stepped away and reached for the soap. Lathering the washcloth with soap, he turned towards me.

I stayed silent as he washed me. He even shampooed and conditioned my hair, making sure to massage my scalp with his fingertips . My body was ---- completely relaxed by the time he was done. I reached for the soap and lathered my hands. Dropping the soap bar, I pressed my hands to his chest and slowly washed his skin. I loved seeing the way his body reacted to my touch. My hands slipped down his ribs, around his back, and down to his ass.

I squeezed his ass and then let go to move my hands to the front of his body. Ahiss fell from his lips when I wrapped my hands around his length. "Angel...what are you doing?" he breathed. Ismiled. "Washing you." To prove it, I slipped one hand between his legs to his balls. He growled, hands shooting out to grip my wrist. "You better not be fucking in there." The bathroom door opened and a second later, the shower door. Nate frowned at us. "Your food's ready." "Thank you." His eyes narrowed.

Taking a step back, he reached for a towel and held it open. It was clear what he wanted me to do and so was the fact that he wasn't giving me achoice. Giving Mason's cock one last squeeze, I stepped out of ---- the shower and into Nate's waiting arms. He quickly dried me and then wrapped the towel around my wet hair. Another towel was taken to wrap around my body. "Naughty girl," he muttered as he picked me up and carried me out of the bathroom. "Tm fine," I told him. Nate sighed. "For now.

You will feel sick again once the adrenaline wears off." Taking a seat on the couch, he placed me on his lap and then leaned forward to move the tray closer. The smell of chicken soup filled my nostrils , making my stomach grumble again. "Let us take care of you." "Okay." I relaxed against him, my smile widening when his frown deepened. "I like it when you take care of me." Nate slowly relaxed.

"You're going to eat and then you're going to get some rest." Silence settled between us as he fed me. Mason walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his hips. He disappeared through a door and reappeared a few minutes later dressed in only pants. "Ts Lucas okay?" I asked Nate once I managed to pull ---- my attention from Mason's chest. "He's fine." "Will he be joining us when he's done?" Mason shrugged. "T have a theory and would like to talk to all of you about it."