Page 54 of Dragon Unleashed
“Come here.”
I open my eyes to see Aries holding his arms out. “What? Why?”
“I’m going to clean you.”
“Aries, that’s really not—”
“Please do not deny me, Paige. I want to.”
The idea of him washing me brings yet another wave of desire even as my body aches. But I sit up and swing my legs over the edge of the bed, anyway. “Okay.”
Before I can stand, Aries scoops me up into his arms and carries me into the shower where he sets me carefully on my feet again. The spray is warm against my skin, and Aries wastes no time climbing in with me. He goes to work soaping up a fresh washcloth he must have already taken from the shelf by the shower and turning me so my back is against his chest.
“Your skin is so soft.” He presses a kiss to the side of my neck as he reaches around and washes my breasts…my belly. Soft, even strokes that soothe me. “So smooth.” Aries pulls away and washes my back then kneels before me and runs the loofa between my legs before washing them and then straightening before me.
He reaches just outside the curtain and grabs a second fresh washcloth from the stand directly beside my shower; then prepares to clean himself. I grip his wrist, stopping him.
“Can I?”
Aries nods and hands over the cloth. I start on his back, running the soapy square over his bunched muscles. Washing him is a new type of intimacy, and as I move around to his front, running the cloth over every inch of his body, I realize with great distress just how in over my head I am.
After tonight, my body belongs to Aries. How the hell am I supposed to let him go now?
* * *
Morning comes all too soon.Testing with small movements, I note that my hip has already healed, and I’m grateful for my supernatural ability even if quick healing is all it affords me. No, this morning, I’m sore in another way; a delicious ache in my core that still doesn’t ease the heat that encompasses me when I press back against Aries’s naked body.
His arm tightens around my waist in response. “You think to torture me?” he asks as he presses his lips to the side of my throat.
“No torture,” I whisper as I shiver in pleasure.
“Are you cold?”
“Not in the least,” I reply.
He lifts his arm and pulls the covers off me then runs his fingertips down my side. “You are magnificent. The picture of perfection.”
“I don’t know about that,” I laugh nervously.
“I do.” Aries sits up and rolls me onto my back then positions himself between my legs, his hands on either side of my head. He leans down and captures my lips with his, a fiery kiss that speaks to the need in my veins. “How do you feel?”
“Like I had sex with a well-endowed dragon shifter last night?”
He grins. “Well-endowed?”
“I would say so.”
Aries kisses me again then rolls onto his back. “Come here.”
I roll over, expecting to curl into his side, but he shakes his head.
“I want you on my face.”
“What?” Fear and excitement battle the desire in me.
“Now, Paige,” he orders. “Or I’ll punish you.” The wicked smile that graces his face lets me know I’d likely enjoy every moment of said punishment. Still, I wouldn’t want to disappoint him now, would I?
Nerves dancing in my belly, I climb up and straddle his face. Gripping the headboard for support, I close my eyes and hold my breath, but Aries orders, “Look at me.”
