Baby, It’s Cold Outside

Aubrey

Dolly's tantrum subsides once we finish touring the first floor. We have to stop so she can unzip her snowsuit on the next floor, which makes finally pulling on my clothes absolutely necessary. I'm not averse to bending her over one of the huge brocade chairs of the music salon, but her joy at playing with the various instruments and equipment I've collected over the years is infectious. I'm enjoying her glee almost as much as I would her ragged screams.

"This is a Stradivarius. And that's an original Stratocaster. Ooh, a Lyon it's just private ."

"Well, it sure as shit isn't bondage equipment because you don't give two fucks about that." I roll my eyes at her and she winks.

Taking a deep breath, I spring the door open and wait for it. Her squeal echoes off the walls at the same time the bag hits the soft carpet. When I look inside the huge room covered in huge pillows, furry stuffies and soft, fluffy things, Dolly is wriggling her adorable ass out of the snowsuit. My jaw drops as she kicks it aside, shaking her hair out before she takes off across the floor in some physics defying acrobatics that land her right in the middle of the biggest pillow of all.

"Son of a bitch," I murmur to myself. If I'd known she was going to bounce around like a fucking cartoon, I would have brought her here sooner. I close the door, kicking off my shoes next to the bag and make my way over to where she's sprawled like a starfish amid the mountains of toys I've collected over the years. Her rainbow hair is fanned out around her and she beams up at me.

" This is the best room in the entire place! I love it!" she gushes in delight. Her hand shoots out, grabbing my wrist and before I know it, she's tumbled me into the huge pile with her. Her cheeks are pink and her eyes are sparkling and she's the cutest damn thing in this place.

Fuck. Me.

Propping myself up beside her, I watch as she picks up stuffed animals one after another, studying them for a second before giving each one a hug. "I'm glad you like it, snack size."

Dolly rolls over, pushing me until she's lying half on me with her chin poking into my chest. "Don't be ridiculous, big guy. I love that you brought me here and that you tried really hard not to actually say why ."

I huff, running a hand over her hair. "I don't know what you mean."

"Uh-huh." She picks up a fluffy pink sloth and a blue turtle, holding one in each hand to move them as she narrates. "It goes something like this ‘ Oh, Dolly, I want to take you on a trip to my super secret place no one gets to go. ' And then ‘ Of course I'll go with you Aubrey. Surely this doesn't mean anything important? ' Followed by ‘ Uh, no. You just can't tell anyone about my adorable vault of toys I only share with my mates. ' But of course, the sloth is far too smart to believe that nonsense."

"I do not sound like that," I grumble as I snatch the turtle. "Be nice to Amos. He's getting old."

Her eyes narrow and she shakes a finger at me. "Don't change the subject, dragon. Even if it is ridiculously sweet to name every animal in here—don't you dare deny it—I still want to hear you say it. Why did you bring me here, Lord Draconis?"

"Because you're the only other person besides our broody batman that I trust with the things most important to me," I shoot back. Yanking the impertinent wench closer, I whisper softly. "Including my heart."

"Good. Because there's no other plushie hoarding lizard man I'd rather be here with."

I swat her ass, getting a squeal out of her as she wriggles on top of me. "You're trying to start something, lunchable, and you know we have to get home. Otherwise you might freeze your bits off if the storm gets worse."

Her lips draw into a pout and I bite the lower one lightly. When I let go, she sighs, looking put out. "I wanna come down here first next time. I could loll in the amount of soft fur in this room; you have all the really nice stuff."

"I bet it doesn't hurt that you look like you were born to lounge in the middle of this treasure, huh?"

Her smile is bright as she shrugs. "If it will seal the deal, I'll shift my ears and tail."

Damnit. My goddamn weak spot.

"Deal," I rumble as she wraps around me again, scooting up to press her lips to my ear.

"By the way, you had me at ‘rolling ladders in your libraries'. Be still my thumpers."

"I knew you'd like that. You really are a princess at heart; Felix is right."

Her grin is smug as she lifts up to lean over me and I arch a brow. "Uh-uh. Chessie and Fitz have it right—I'm the Queen. As such, I'm making a royal decree."

"Are you now?"

"Mmmmhmm." Dolly wiggles a little and a growl echoes out of me before I can stop it. "The Queen declares that she wishes to taste her King before we leave and her word is law."

I blink at her, intrigued by the change in her tone as she scoots further down my thighs. "But the snow…"

"Shh. Royal decree," she says as she pushes the tee shirt up over my abs. Her lips are warm against my hot skin, following the soft kisses with tiny nips that make the dragon inside lift his head. When her tongue dips into my navel, I have to squeeze my eyes closed to prevent the shift.

"Snack size."

The small bites continue lower as she tugs the sweats down to work her way over my Adonis belt. "Let him out a little, baby. I like your sexy scales. You know I can handle it."

Oh, fuck. No, she can't. Not yet.

"Dolly…"

"I said , let him out to play, Lord Draconis ."

Her blunt teeth sink into my thigh this time and I can't stop it now. My wings pop out, splaying out behind me in the mound of soft stuffies, and I dig my hands into them as claws extend. "Be careful when you play with fire, my Queen."

That makes her smile against my skin and her head turns quickly, wrapping her lips around the head of my cock. I shudder and she hums happily, flicking her tongue over the tip daintily. Swallowing hard to keep from burying my hands in her hair and forcing her down, I look up at the ceiling covered in silly glow-in-the-dark stars. Counting them helps me control the roaring beast as she explores the extra ridges and bumps from the shift, but it won't work for long. Her teeth scrape over the bottom as she bobs up and down slow enough to make my fucking ass clench.

The Queen is goddamn tease.

Her lips make a popping sound as she releases me briefly, her small hand rolling my balls in her palm like an expert. "It's like you're ribbed for my pleasure, big guy. Not going to lie… the dragon is sexy as shit."

Winging a prayer to Ra, I suck in breath before I can formulate a response to that. The combination of her growing confidence and occasional innocence is enough to drive me insane. Gritting my teeth, I let out a snarl that's more dragon than man. "Get up here, snacklet. The change in your scent is making me hungry."

"Mmmm. Nope," she says before diving in again. This time, she swallows my dick like a champ, letting me bump the back of her throat without the hint of a gag reflex. I let out a strangled moan and she wriggles happily on top of me.

Someone's been giving our girl lessons and I bet I goddamn know who it was.

Dolly bobs up and down, suckling and swirling her tongue around me until I'm panting. The scent of honeysuckle is flooding the room and though it's hard to focus, I know it means her thighs are pressed together, slick with need. I close my eyes and push back at the dragon threatening to burst through my skin. She's not ready for the full shift yet; I have to distract myself.

"Snack size, get up here and let me taste you. Otherwise, the Queen is getting her ass spanked."

She stops, pausing to lick the tip of my cock playfully before she replies. "But I'm enjoying you. Though, you can keep the spanking plan for later. Fitz already unlocked that kink."

"Of course he fucking did." My head thumps on the pile of plush as I imagine that scenario. "Turn around, bite size. Drop that delicious pussy on my face while you suck me off."

Dolly freezes, hovering over my dick then looking up at me in fear. "I… I can't do that. I'm… I mean… You don't want me to do that."

What just happened? All I said was…. oh, shit.

I lift my hands, cupping her face in them as she stays perfectly still. "Delores Drew, my delectable peachy Queen… I meant exactly what I said. Get your fluffy ass up here and sit on my motherfucking face while you suck my cock. I'm a goddamn dragon , woman. You won't break me."

"But what if…"

"If I die, I die. Now, feed your King ."

The room fills with a fresh flood of her arousal and I breathe it in with a broad smile.

Maybe reading Rennie's silly romance novels wasn't such a bad idea.