Page 29 of Dragon Thief of New York
“I’m a big girl, handsome. It’ll pass as soon as I hear the explanation. So, no problem.” I take hold of his shirt in my fist and tug. “Now, get in bed. I don’t want you sleeping on the floor.”
“Can I kiss you goodnight?” Damian sounds like he’s trying to be playful, but it still comes out sad and uncertain.
Instead of answering, I pull him down to me and touch my lips to his.
Chapter 14
Otto
WatchingKatkissDamianis the best thing I’ve ever seen. She’s kneeling on the bed in front of him with her back to me and her shirt riding up her thighs enough to show the curve of her ass, nearly high enough for me to see that sweet pussy. Man, she’s a sight.
My cock is as hard as a pillar, but I ignore the little bugger for now. Leaning back against the pillows, I tuck both hands behind my head to enjoy the show. I don’t think Kat’s trying to start something. Her hands aren’t wandering. She’s holding still rather than yanking off his clothes the way I would be. Even if it’s not going anywhere, this is still the most erotic kiss I’ve ever seen.
Damian clenches his hands at his sides, like he’s trying to avoid touching her. I’m sure he senses the same thing I do. She’s notready yet. What we did in the elevator was probably more than she was ready for, too—a product of the circumstances—but I can’t bring myself to regret it.
Damian has a whole hell of a lot more self-control than I do. I didn’t realize exactly how much until learning he survived losing a mate. That’s not something I could have done.
Kat gasps for air, but immediately pulls Damian back in, tilting her head and exploring deeper. He opens his eyes and catches my gaze. One hand stretches out, beckoning me to join them.
I silently shake my head. I’m content to watch for now. The tension created by both of them holding back sets my skin on fire and my mind spinning. For now, I’m enjoying that feeling.
Damian breaks the kiss, his hands finally leaving his sides to touch her, wrapping her face in a gentle hold and kissing her forehead.
“Thank you, love.” He gives her a second kiss on the temple, this one lingering a little longer. “I think Otto might need a goodnight kiss, too.”
“I’m perfectly happy playing the voyeur, but I’ll never say no to a kiss from my mate.”
Kat turns around, crawls over to me, and gives me a kiss on the cheek with a smirky smile.
“Hey, now.” I tickle her side. She rolls away, and I corner her, tickling her until she’s laughing so hard she’s kicking her feet and gasping for breath. “That wasn’t a real kiss, beauty.”
She tries to speak, but can’t form words with how hard she’s laughing. It’s good to hear her laugh like this. I get the feeling she doesn’t do it often.
Taking pity on her, I let up, soothing over my indiscretions with a kiss to her cheek, chin, neck, and a playful nip at her nipple over her shirt.
She jolts back. “Hey!” The word is breathless. “If you want a goodnight kiss, maybe you should behave.”
“Hmm, I’d rather not.” I straddle her wide hips, drawing a featherlight touch up her arm and over her shoulder before wrapping my fingers around the collar of her shirt.
“So you don’t want me to kiss you goodnight?” Kat says through a smile, chest heaving from the exertion of laughing.
“Oh, he wants to kiss you.” Damian climbs onto the bed, making it dip toward him. Sometime while I was tickling Kat, he stripped out of his clothes, and now he’s in nothing but tight boxer briefs that leave nothing to the imagination. They’re a deep mahogany red that nearly match the scales that pop up along Kat’s neck as she looks at him.
She quickly looks away, returning her attention to me, but the dragon fire flickering in her eyes is brighter than before. “Then do it. If you want to kiss me, kiss me.”
She’s breathing heavily as I lower myself down, legs framing hers, locking her in place, the outside of her thighs pressing against the inside of mine. With my forearms propping up my upper body, I don’t rest all of my weight on her, but I give her enough to hold her still. The pulse point on her neck jumps and throbs. I drag my nose along it, flicking her ear with my tongue. “Goodnight, my beautiful mate.”
My mouth finds hers just as Damian turns out the light. The movement of the mattress lets me know he’s laid down beside us, but I don’t take my attention off Kat. Her tongue moves against mine in strong strokes.
Her desire scents the air, but I keep the kiss lazy. It’s late, and she’s had a big day. She needs to sleep. We all do. Especially if we’re going to go to the High Temple tomorrow. But, man, it’s hard not to take this further.
Pulling back, I kiss her nose. “Sleep, beauty.”
“I’m… scared.” She glances over at Damian, though I doubt she can see much in the darkness. “I don’t want to forget.”
“Then don’t,” I whisper, laying down on my side and pulling her against me so she’s facing Damian. “It’ll be alright, beauty. He’s right here, so you’re gonna remember him just fine.”
I know I can’t guarantee that. It’s not like any of us can control this. But, fuck, I want to offer her whatever comfort I can.
