Page 75 of Red King

I have his hair fisted in my hands.Shit!It takes me a few moments to get my fingers to loosen. Both my legs are over his shoulders. I don’t remember them being there.

He lifts his head, licking his lips. I wanted to muss up his perfect hair, and I just did. He’s fucking beautiful. His eyes look brighter.

Then he’s crawling up me and taking back my mouth. I taste myself on him. Salty and musky.

“You ready for more, Paisley?” Arctic goes up on his knees, the mattress dipping from his weight. In one move, he pulls his shirt from his body. I’m met with ink and bronzed skin and muscle. So much muscle.

I nod, unable to speak.

I’ve never been more ready for anything in my life.

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Arctic

She’s a fucking vision.

Plain, white cotton underwear never looked better on a woman. Just like I imagined, Paisley is covered in freckles from her head right down to her toes. Her red hair is fanned out about her head.

Her tits are plump, reminding me of overripe peaches straining against the fabric of her bra. I can still taste her. So damned sweet and yet so deliciously salty.

Paisley looks me over, her eyes heating as she does. She likes what she sees, and it makes me want to roar. I push my dragon side down. I don’t want to scare her. That would be a shame. Humans are timid. I hope my dragon hears me.

I take a strip of condoms out of my pocket. “Do I need to use protection?” It’s probably better if we get this part out of the way.

“I can’t get pregnant, if that’s what you’re asking.” Her voice is husky.

I had hoped she was on a contraceptive.

“Do you want me to use these?” I ask.

I should put one on and be done with it, but the thought of taking Paisley bareback is just too appealing. It’s weird; if it were any other woman under me, I wouldn’t even be asking; I’d be gloving up.

“I don’t think I can get an STD from you?” she asks. “You guys don’t get our illnesses. Is that right?”

“Exactly right. I’m clean.”

“I don’t mind, then.” She licks her lips. “It’s up to you.” She shrugs.

“Let’s just be safe.” I’d better do the right thing. Fucking her is selfish enough.

She nods.

I drop the condoms next to her on the bed.

Paisley sits up and reaches back, undoing her bra. Her breasts spring free, bouncing a little. Her nipples are hard and pebbled, a deep pink color that makes me salivate.

She looks at me questioningly, the hint of a smile toying with her lips. “You’re acting like you’ve never seen a half-naked woman before.”

“You’re so fucking sexy. I’m in awe of you. I just got fifty times more nervous since I’m probably going to come as soon as I slide inside you.” My eyes drift back down to her tits.

Holy fucking shit!

“Go ahead,” she says, pushing her chest out at me. “They’re not as firm as they used to be.” She giggles softly, her cheeks pink.

“You’re perfect.” I mean it.

I want her to touch me so that she can feel what she’s doing to me. My dick is hard as nails. My balls are so tight it almost hurts. On second thoughts, it’s probably better if she doesn’t touch me.

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