Page 46 of The Dragon With A Girl Tattoo
NINE
YRIAN
Yrian was on fire.
Literally.
“Sorry, is that you or me?It was me earlier, which, no, I don’t think means I’m your mate, but perhaps it’s something to do with having a sympathetic link?Regardless, I’m not sure Allie’s carpet is fireproof,” Becket whispered.
Yrian stopped imagining her lying on his bed, her lovely red hair spread across the pillow, and all her silky, freckled flesh laid out for him to worship, looked down, and realized that the near erection he sported also triggered a merry circle of dragon fire around their chairs.
“That is my fire, and we will discuss the mate issue at a later time,” he answered, clamping down hard on both his errant fire and the sexual interest that increased with each moment she sat next to him, being tempting.
“Just so you know, I really dislike people telling me what to do.Also, I need to go.My bandmates are getting testy because they want me to watch the other bands, so I’m going to scoot.I’m sure I’ll see you later.”As she spoke, she rose and, with a quick apology to the others, headed for the door.
He followed her, ignoring the looks from the kin.
She stopped as soon as she left the library.“What are you doing?”
“Escorting you,” he answered, wondering why she thought he’d allow her to venture out unprotected.Even if the First Dragon hadn’t promised that the dragons would protect her, he would never risk her safety.Not with Kashi’s minions searching for her.
“But you’re vital to the meeting your family is having,” she said, and actually put her hands on his chest and gave him a push, no doubt intending on shoving him back into the room.
He didn’t move, just lifted one eyebrow at her.“Like you, I don’t take well to being forced into action.If you wish to feel my chest, I am agreeable, but this pushing action is not tolerable.”
She glowered at him for a few seconds; then suddenly, her expression cleared and she smiled.She had a faint indentation on one cheek that pleased him.“Point taken.I wouldn’t like it if you got pushy with me.As a reward, I’m going to tell you something that you’re going to love.”
“Your legs?”he asked.“Or your breasts?I like both.Also, your hips are quite pleasing.They have a width that makes me feel ...”His eyes narrowed as he tried to put into words just how her hips affected him.
She seemed to be having trouble breathing, her breath coming in short inhalations, her eyes dilating in a way that made him think of bedsport on a lazy summer day.“It’s not about any of that.You like my hips?”she asked, her voice more breath than actual sound.“I like yours, too.And your thighs.I really like those.Did you have a horse in your grief world?Because you have the legs of a man who does a lot of riding.”
“I did, but he died.I miss him,” Yrian said, remembering with mingled fondness and sadness his faithful Gallie.He’d lived much longer in the griefscape than he would have in the mortal realm, but time caught up to him after a few hundred years, leaving Yrian absolutely alone.“What do you have to tell me if it isn’t about your breasts and hips?”
She reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone device, tapping on it until she held it up to him.
“‘Chonky cats,’” he read on the video page.A plethora of videos appeared beneath the words.“What is ‘chonky’?”
“It’s a modern term meaning chunky.Or downright fat.And if you’re one of those people who bitch at chonky-cat videos by yelling about how unhealthy it is, then we are not going to be friends.”She gave him a pointed look that, to his great amusement, he felt down to his toenails.“And thank you for the offer of an escort, but that’s Annaliese and Jesús just by the door, and I’m willing to bet you they are waiting to walk me down to the performance area, so you can go back and help your family.”
He didn’t like the idea of leaving her care to others, but realized he had little choice.“There is truth in what you say.My kin has need of my help, and I have sworn to do what I can for them.Very well, I will see you later.Do not leave the area, or separate from your protection.”
“OK, this is an example of the bossiness I mentioned earlier.Go do your thing, and I’ll see you later.”
She left before he could give her another five minutes of warnings, but both Dark Ones gave him a nod to let him know they would guard her well.
The rest of thesárkánywas engrossing but, at the same time, infuriating.The wyverns continued to insist that Kashi was of no concern, and that he needed to aid them with the dragon Xavier.
