Finding His Dragon(17)

“I swear I’m not always a damsel in distress. It only seems to be that way since I’ve met you.” She breathed in his fresh scent. He had to have been out flying. He smelled of the forest and the mountains. She wished she could have gone out with him. How long had it been since she’d flown in the daylight hours without fear?

“Well, you can fall into my arms anytime you like. You won’t hear me complaining. Just don’t make a habit of doing it on the stairs where you could hurt yourself. Now, where were you heading?”

She nibbled on her bottom lip. “Maddie said you wouldn’t mind if I used your washroom. I was hoping for a shower.”

“Our washroom,” he insisted. “You’re my mate. Everything I have is yours.”

Her heart sped at his declaration. She could make this her home if she chose to. When he lifted her into his arms, she didn’t protest. Right then, all she wanted to do was enjoy his strength. She’d worry about the rest later.

He didn’t stop until he was at the end of a long hallway. He pointed out a series of doors. “These rooms belong to us. I haven’t done much with them since I had no need to, but we can figure out what to do now that you’re here,” he announced before stepping into the last one at the end of the hall.

The bedroom was tidy. She looked around, a little confused. “Is this a guest room?” she asked him. There was nothing to make the room his. No pictures, no décor to speak of unless you counted the navy colored curtains and matching bedspread. The four poster bed was huge, and looked like it would be comfortable to sleep in, but that was it. Nothing, not even a clock was on either bedside table. There was no book, no pictures, nothing.

“No, this is our room,” he said as he set her down on the edge of the bed. “Stay here for a sec.”

She watched as he crossed over to a door on the left and disappeared inside. Seconds later, she heard water running. A bath! She hadn’t had a soak in an actual bath in months. The soothing heat of the water would feel fabulous on her aching muscles. Charlotte couldn’t help smiling. Her mate was not only fierce, but he was sweet as a kitten, too. Not that she’d ever tell the dragon that.

“What are you smiling about?” he asked when he came back into the room.

“Nothing.” His eyebrows lifted, and she smiled a little wider.

He crossed his arms, stretching his white T-shirt over them, drawing her attention to the bunching muscles. There was something about a man’s arms that did something for her. Not that the rest of him wasn’t just as delectable to look at, but the way the muscles shifted beneath his skin with his movements had her wanting to do more than look.

“Keep looking at me like that and you won’t get to have that bath I’ve got running for you.”

He took a step closer, his eyes twinkling with mischief, and his lips tilting in a predatory smile that had her heart skipping a beat. As good as the bath sounded, and it did sound good, the promise in his eyes was better. “Oh, is that right? And what would I be doing instead of bathing?” She licked her lips and batted her eyelashes at him.

His sexy growl rumbled between them. He strode toward her, his gaze never leaving hers, not stopping until she could feel his breath on her lips. “You’d get to lie there as I ravished your body and made you scream over and over again until you couldn’t move for a week.”

“That sounds good,” she whispered as she pressed closer, her lips grazing his. His nearness alone had her body heating and her blood pumping hot in her veins. He’d taken the edge off of her need in the bar parking lot, but now that she was healing, her body demanded more. Desire rolled through her in sensual waves, igniting her further. The dragon already knew her mate could take care of those needs, and was pushing for more.

With a groan, he put a hand behind her neck and pulled her the rest of the way. She parted her lips, eager for his invasion. The blanket she’d been wrapped in slipped to her waist. Jace leaned into her, pushing her back until he had her pinned to the mattress. Catching her bottom lip between his teeth, he gave it a little tug before kissing down her neck, and to the valley between her breasts. Her nipples pebbled, and she arched her back.

“So beautiful,” he said before he caught her nipple between his lips and sucked it in. He used the tip of his tongue to flick the tip, making her moan before sucking it harder.

She tunneled her fingers through his hair, holding him in place even though he showed no indication of going anywhere. The shiver rushing down her spine had nothing to do with the cold air, and everything to do with the man, and what he was doing to her. Jolts of pleasure shot through her, heading straight for her clit, making it throb. “Jace, please,” she pleaded as she thrust her hips up, needing more contact.