Page 186 of The Dragon 2
Oh, Tora. Whatever you think you’ve learned, whatever you think you’ve become—I promise you, I will break it apart and rebuild it in my mouth.
My Tiger yearned to test her teeth on me, and I just wanted to spend the next few days fucking her senseless. I still had a city to conquer before the week was done—and a father to kill.
I watched her, ready to find any weakness and devour it, but. . .I didn’t find one just yet.
Hmmm.
Standing over me. . .she was magnificent. A woman in full command of her shadow. A seductress without needing seduction.
And if I was being honest with myself. . .part of me yearned to be devoured by this new version of her, so much so that. . .I didn’t speak.
Didn’t dare.
Even beasts must choose when to roar.
Plus, she had returned to play.
My move or yours, Tora. Who goes first?
Chapter thirty-six
A Tiger’s Teeth
Kenji
The fire inside me flickered, growing hotter.
A wicked smile spread across my face. “Welcome back, Tora. Were you in trouble with the teacher? Did you get a spanking?”
I probably shouldn’t have said that, because instantly that very image slammed into my mind.
Nyomi.
Naked.
Bent over one of these velvet-lined chairs, her back arched, her hips tilted just right with that decadent curvy ass high and trembling.
And Hiroko behind her, poised like a sadist sculptor, holding a sleek black leather paddle in one gloved hand.
I could see the hard smack of the paddle against my Tiger’s ass. Those cheeks jiggling. I could hear the gasps from Nyomi’s parted lips.
A single red mark blooming across her dark brown skin.
And fuck me, I would have happily loved to watch. I would have paid a lot of money to sit in the shadows with my cock in hand.
Hard.
Aching.
Slick.
Barely stroking, not even needing to move much—because the sight of Nyomi surrendering like that, but still keeping her fire, her fight, her Tiger pride. . .would be enough to undo me.
My heart kicked.
I blinked.
Meanwhile, Nyomi still had not sat down.
