Page 12 of Dragon Unleashed
I mean. I’ve never seen one in person, so I don’t have much to go off of, but I’m fairly certain this one would leave someone walking funny forweeks.
“Holy shit, you’re naked.” My face flushes because, screw manners, I cannot look away. Dude is hung like a horse. “You’re not a horse-shifter, are you?”
He looses a short growl, which is the only thing that snaps me out of it. I lift my eyes back to his face, which seems an awfully long way up—what, with me still flat on my ass. The sight of his glare steals my breath—along with anything I might have said to further embarrass myself.
Then again, suffocating would probably be embarrassing too.
I should breathe. Maybe even say something.
But what?
Through the single earbud, the audiobook continues; the male lets his fingers glide over her clit, and she shudders, arching into his touch.
The male in front of me cocks his head, and I realize belatedly he must be able to hear what’s coming out of the tiny pod in my ear.
Shit!
I yank on the pod, ripping it out. It falls onto the carpet, but that doesn’t help. The sound continues to leak out, and I realize I still haven’t paused it.
My phone!
Desperate, I yank my phone from my pocket and hit pause on the audio. The male reacts, flexing his arms and snarling viciously.
“Whoa, I’m just—”
I lean away, but apparently, he’s decided I’m a threat because, in the next blink, dark scales appear along his arms and shoulders. When he exhales angrily, smoke curls from his nostrils, and I realize exactly what it is I’ve freed.
Dear gods. This is not happening.
I’ve just unleashed a fucking dragon. And he. Is. Pissed.
“Stop!” I screech. “If you shift, you’re going to take the entire building down!”
To my complete surprise, the scales recede, and he remains in his human form. Though, given the massive dong between his legs and the amount of throbbing going on between mine, I’m not entirely sure that’s the better option.
“Where am I?” he growls, his voice a deep baritone that does absolutely nothing to ease my attraction. I couldbathein that voice all damned day.
Pushing to my feet, I face him again, though given our height difference, I barely make it to his expansive chest. A giant trying to climb into a clown car comes to mind, and I fight the urge to laugh. Maybe Iamlosing it.
“The Athenaeum,” I manage.
“That’s the name of this kingdom?”
“What? No, not a kingdom. It’s—”
“What world am I in?” he demands.
“Earth,” I say quickly. “You’re on Earth.”
“Humans?” His brows crinkle in confusion.
“You’ve been here?” I ask, surprised at the idea of a well-traveled naked dragon man.
“I’ve heard tales,” he says darkly, which makes me think those tales weren’t nice ones. “What magic brought me to this land?” he demands.
“Not land,” I reply, retrieving my phone. “Library. And you came out of your book.”Oh shit.It hits me again, lust dissipating. “Your book!” Turning, I grip it and hold it out to him, pages splayed open at random. “Go back inside. Now. You can’t be here.”
He eyes it warily. “That is a book.”
