Mated to Dragons novel

---- 89. ANGEL It was a slow kind of torture. My mates took turns leading me around the dance floor, and walking me through the stalls, buying everything I looked at for more than five seconds. They made a point of constantly touching me or kissing me. My body was strung tight, and I feared that if one of them kissed their mark again, I would be embarrassing all of us. It felt as if I was standing on the edge of a cliff and the slightest breeze could push me over.

Even a game with some of the children didn't calm me down. Iwas sweaty, my heart racing a mile a minute and my legs shaky, but the ache between my legs was still there. Wiping the sweat from my forehead , I bypassed my mates and slipped inside the castle. The moment the bathroom door closed behind me, I blew out a shaky breath and hurried over to the basin to splash my face with some cold water.

It would be so easy to slip a hand under my dress and take care of myself, but then I would feel bad about it ---- because I had told Lucas I would wait. The door suddenly opened behind me. I tensed , dread pooling in my stomach when Lucas entered. "T can't take it anymore!" I exclaimed the moment he closed the door behind him. He raised an eyebrow and pointed down to his crotch. "And you think it's any easier for me?" "You're a man, you can make it go away easily." Lucas chuckled.

"If only it was so easy." There was a soft click as the lock slipped into place. "T've been walking around with a hard-on, greeting people and acting like I'm not in pain." He took a step closer. "Do you have any idea how hard it is to make it go away when I catch a whiff of you whenever you pass by?" "You're the one who keeps touching me!" Reaching down, Lucas removed his sword and leaned it against the wall as he took another step closer.

I moved backward , hyper - aware that I didn't have anywhere to go with the wall a few feet behind me. My eyes dropped to watch his hands as he unbuttoned his pants and slowly lowered the zip. I licked my lips ---- as he pulled his length from his pants. "Take off your panties, little rabbit," he ordered huskily. I swallowed. "Who says I'm wearing any?" His eyes widened. "Mason has them." I felt the need to explain. "He stole them a while ago." "Stole them?" he questioned.

"T was taking a breather when he found me hiding in the corner." Colour flooded my cheeks when I explained exactly how Mason had stolen my panties. "So, you've been walking around naked?" I couldn't make out if he was angry or more turned on. "Tm wearing a dress." A gasp fell from my lips when I blinked , and he was suddenly in front of me. Lucas leaned an elbow on the wall above my head and reached up to press a shaky hand to my neck.

"No wonder you're all I can smell." I frowned, his words confusing me. Not that it mattered because in the next second his lips were on mine. Moaning , I arched my body against his as I reached ---- out to grip his cock with shaky hands. Lucas shuddered, his chest vibrating against mine as he growled. His free hand started tugging on the dress, balling the skirt up between us so his hand could slip underneath. I spread my legs wider to help.

Muttering a curse, Lucas pulled back and leaned down to tug on the dress. "T thought wearing a dress would be easier access ," he growled. "But I like it better when you wear pants." Biting my lip, I helped him with the skirt until it was bunched around my hips. Stepping closer, Lucas gripped my thighs and hoisted me up. He stepped forward, pressing my back against the wall as his lips captured mine. He pulled back only to guide his cock toward my entrance.

I screamed when he entered me in one thrust. The orgasm was unexpected but much needed. Groaning, Lucas dropped his forehead to my shoulder and sucked in a shuddering breath. His body shook against mine. It took me a moment to realize that I wasn't the only one who exploded. Muttering another curse under his breath, he turned his head and brushed his lips against his mark as he pulled his hips back and slowly thrust forward.