Chapter 38

Chapter Thirty-Eight

Dragon

My heart is throbbing like a stampede of wildebeests, and my cock is throbbing in time with their hooves. I can’t believe she’s lying here. I can’t believe she let me tie her wrists to the bed.

It’s not the first time I’ve done it, and it may not be the last.

But I never expected to do it to Diana Steel.

My palm still stings from slapping her breast. Her beautiful plump breast.

And as she looks at me with fire in those dark eyes, all I want to do is fuck her. Hard and fast and thorough.

Sometimes I know why I was named Dragon.

Because I become the dragon within me.

I’ve worked hard to tame him over the years. It’s the dragon who succumbs to drugs and alcohol.

But also inside me is that scared little boy who was torn away from his home when he was only eight years old. That scared little boy whose parents abandoned him. That scared little boy who?—

I break the kiss.

Diana’s eyes pop open. “Something wrong?”

“No.” I stand up, kick off my shoes, and remove my jeans and underwear, freeing my aching cock.

I turn back to her, and her eyes widen. She’s seen me before, but I always get that reaction from women. I know I’m large. I know I burn into a woman’s pussy.

Right now, I’ve got Diana spread-eagled on her bed.

And a moment later, my cock is inside her.

“God yes,” she grits out, pulling on her bindings. But then her eyes open wide. “Dragon, no!”

I pull out of her quickly. “What?”

“Condom.”

“Fuck.” I grab my jeans from the floor and pull out a condom. I hate the damn things, but she’s right. Though I doubt I have anything to fear from her.

“I’m clean,” I say. “They test for STDs monthly at the rehab, and you’re the first person I’ve been with since then.”

Did I just tell her that? But it’s true. She’s the first woman I’ve fucked sober. Damn .

“I wasn’t worried about that,” she says. “It’s just… I’m not on the pill, Dragon. It doesn’t work for me. It makes my blood pressure go sky high.”

“What do you use, then?”

She shrugs. “I don’t have a lot of sex. That’s my birth control. I used to have an IUD, and I have an appointment next week to get another one inserted. But for now…I’m afraid it’s condoms.”

I slide the rubber on. And then I plunge back into her pussy.

I fuck her and I fuck her.

The sweetest and tightest pussy I’ve ever fucked.

How does this woman not have a lot of sex?

She’s fucking paradise.

I fuck her and fuck her and fuck her until my release takes hold, and I spill, letting myself, if only for a moment, think that I deserve to be here in bed with this beautiful woman. Inside her amazing cunt.

And though I want to look into those gorgeous eyes—something I didn’t do the first time—I resist.

I resist because I don’t want this to be the last time I bed her.

When my orgasm dies down, I roll off her and dispose of the condom quickly.

Then I untie her wrists.

She rubs them absently.

And though I don’t ask her if she’s okay, part of me worries that she’s not. I doubt Diana Steel has ever been tied to a bed before.

“Turn over,” I say. “Turn over and give me that gorgeous ass in the air.”

I lie under her, positioning my head right below her pussy.

“Sit on my face.”

She slides over my lips and chin, her pussy juices delicious and welcoming.

I lick her, eat her, grind my face into her.

Minute upon minute, I devour her, eat her pussy. Slide my tongue over her.

A moment later, I move, slide her onto her back, and spread her legs.

Then I push her thighs forward, and I slide my tongue over her puckered little asshole.

Man, what I wouldn’t give to shove my cock into this tightness. Already I’m hard again just thinking about it.

But I hold myself in check, eating her, nibbling on her clit.

She moans, groans, fists the comforter, until I shove two fingers inside her.

One nip to her clit and she’s soaring.

“Dragon! My God!”

I continue sliding my tongue over her, probing inside her, as her walls contract around my hand.

So sexy, so hot, so much I’m not worthy of.

But I’m in it now.

I’m in it up to my eyeballs, and though I should regret it, I absolutely don’t.

She screams through her orgasm, and I continue sliding my tongue over her clit, nipping it lightly, letting the waves wash over her. When I feel her coming down, I slide back to her clit, and she erupts again.

My God, this woman…

My God…

After two more orgasms, I finally let her go. Let her slide onto her bed, become one with her sheets. And her eyes close.

This is what she needed after a hard day at work, her first day on the job.

She needed to relax. Release.

And helping her was no hardship on my part.

But I’d be a fool to think this can be anything but what it is. I’d be an idiot to think she would ever have true feelings for someone like me.

I lie next to her for a few minutes until she lets out a soft snore.

Then I grab one of the extra blankets from the foot of her bed and cover her. I grab my shirt and the rest of my clothes and walk quietly to my own room.

I look at my phone. No more phone calls from mysterious numbers. But there is one thing I know I have to do. And I will need Diana’s PI to do it.

I need to locate my parents.

It’s time to confront them.

Whether they want to see me or not.