Haunted By Her Dragon (The Dragon Guard Series) (17 page)

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Sam tried to look
anywhere but at his ass as he ascended the stairs in front of her, but it was
useless. The way his well-worn
jeans fit
perfectly against the most amazing butt she’d ever seen, made it impossible.
This man was like a drug. No one had ever affected her like he did. When he’d
kissed her earlier, there had been nothing she could do but obey her body’s
demands to let him have his way with her, and what he did had been nothing
short of delicious. His touch ignited the most amazing sensations. Just the
thought of the way he made her feel had her squeezing her legs together in an
attempt to stem her arousal as she climbed the stairs. The longer she followed
him, the more errant her thoughts became, and all attempts to stop her
excitement failed as she felt the tell-tale wetness in her panties. What the
hell was she going to do? There was no way she could be around this man and not
crave his touch, not want to run her hands over his incredibly muscled body.
But she had goals, things she had to accomplish, and she feared he could derail
all her well laid plans if she let this thing between them go any farther.

Then
there was Sydney and the man that had kidnapped her. She believed with all her heart
that Lance and his brothers were the only way to keep her safe. After all, they
had rescued her more times than she wanted to think about, but that left her
with a dilemma. How could she stay close to the child, but away from the man
that haunted almost her every thought and made her body burn? Figuring there
was no way to answer the question without lots more thought, and deciding she
needed to get her raging libido under control before they got to the end of the
hall, she wondered what bedtime story Sydney would like. Since she figured
there were no children’s books around, she really hoped it was one she knew.

“You
still back there, Dr. Sam?” the child asked from her perch atop the amazingly
tall man before her.

“I’m
here, Sydney,” she answered as they entered the room Grace had graciously
gotten ready for her little patient.

She
watched as Lance bent at the waist and Sydney jumped from his shoulders,
bouncing on the bed. Her hands itched with the need to reach out and touch all
of him. Shaking her head and hoping to clear some of the lust-induced fog from
her brain, she switched her focus to Sydney. The child was absolutely amazing.
After all she had been through, she was jumping on the bed, laughing and
singing “Three Little Monkeys Jumping on the Bed”. There was no way to stop the
smile that spread across her face as she watched the two people that had become
so important to her in such a short amount of time having so much fun. They
laughed and played as she got out one of the pink, frilly
nighties
Royce had picked up and a soft, fluffy towel for her to use after her bath. She
filled the tub with warm water and bubbles and headed out to grab Sydney, just
then realizing it was quiet in the other room. What she saw stopped her in her
tracks. Sitting with his back against the headboard, legs stretched out and
ankles crossed, Lance held the child against his chest with his cheek resting
on her cute blonde curls. Apparently, she’d been more tired than Sam had
realized.

She
walked to the bed and sat on the edge. Her hip rested against his, causing the
same electrical current that always came when they touched to ripple through
her body. He showed no sign that he felt it. She wondered if maybe it was all
in her imagination, but then he turned his eyes to her, and she saw what she
felt reflected in their mesmerizing cornflower hue. His slow, sexy smile fed
the fire their proximity had started, and her thighs involuntarily clenched
together in her body’s attempt to stem her excitement. For a moment, she thought
she might’ve actually had her hormones under control, and then he spoke, and
his low rumbling voice made her pulse race and her palms immediately
sweaty. 

“I
think your little patient here is down for the count, Doc.”

Rubbing
her hands on her thighs, she nodded and tried to speak past the lump in her
throat. Her already smoky voice came out softer than she had intended, “Sure
looks like you wore her out.”

She
knew he had recognized the change in her tone for what it was when his eyes
slightly closed, and his tongue trailed across his bottom lip. Her mouth
watered, and all she could think
of
was what it would
feel like to draw those puffy pink lips between her teeth. Looking at the
floor, drawing on every single shred of self-control she had, she noticed his
boots. He must’ve taken them off when he and Sydney were playing. Instead of
cooling the fires that raged through her body, the picture of him shedding
every thread of clothing, standing before her completely naked, embedded itself
in the forefront of her mind and refused to be dislodged. Lost in thought, she
almost fell on her ass when he laid his hand on hers and spoke, “Whoa there,
Doc. Don’t fall.” He slid his hand to the inside of her thigh and held her in
place. The heat from his touch made her pussy gush, and before she knew what
was happening, she had laid her lips on his. Lance immediately took control,
nibbling and tasting across her bottom lip, along her jaw, running his tongue
along the outside of her ear. When he whispered, goose bumps rose all over her
body, “You’re killing me here, Doc. Let me
lay
this
little bundle down, and then I can show you what you do to me.”

She
nodded and stood, not thinking of anything but finally comparing her
imagination to reality where the mouth-watering man was concerned. When all her
plans for the future and her fear that Lance could somehow keep her from
achieving her goals threatened to stop her from exploring what was between
them, she quickly pushed them to the back of her mind. She had spent every day
since she was six years old being responsible, never doing anything that could
remotely
get
in the way of becoming a successful
doctor. Even the few men she had dated had been ‘safe’, with absolutely no
possibility of becoming more than a passing fling; but Lance was different.
There was just something about him, something she couldn’t put her finger on,
that
had taken root deep inside and refused to be ignored.
He had the ability to turn her inside out. She was going to find out what it
was about him and pray that she made it out alive.

Her
next thought was cut short as he crushed his mouth to hers, lifted her until
she was forced to wrap her legs around his waist, and moved them out of
Sydney’s room, gently closing the door behind them. His sensual assault
continued and somewhere in the back of her mind she realized they had entered
another room, and he had closed the door. But it was not until she felt the
mattress under her back and he had stopped kissing her, that she opened her eyes.
Looking into his sparkling, light-blue eyes made her feel giddy, not unlike the
expensive champagne Charlene’s parents had gotten for them when they’d received
their undergraduate degrees.

She
could feel his gaze, just as she could feel his hands slowly moving across her
ribs and his erection rubbing against her swollen clit through their clothing
as he rolled his hips. Never in her life had she wanted to be naked in front of
a man, but in that moment, it was all she could think of. He smiled that sexy
smile that turned her insides to jelly. Then he spoke, and absolutely any
thought of anything but getting as close to him as possible evaporated from her
brain. “You’re driving me nuts, Doc. I can’t think when I have you in my arms
like this,” he whispered as he lowered his head. When his lips touched her
neck, the spark of recognition was stronger than any before, pushing a low moan
from her throat and causing her hips to move in unison with his.

When
his hand closed over her breast and her nipple hardened to an almost painful
point through her clothing against his palm, her back arched, and she could no
longer keep her eyes open. His mouth moved her scrub top off her shoulder as he
tasted every inch of her collarbone, setting her skin on fire. He groaned as
she felt the material pull tight, unable to be stretched any farther. The
material ripped, and he responded, “No worries. I’ll buy you a new one. I can’t
wait a second longer to taste every delectable inch of you.” Before she drew
another breath, her bra joined her ruined scrub top, and his mouth latched onto
her breast. Her hands were in his hair as she pushed more and more of her
aching mound into his mouth. He ate at her like she was the best thing he had
ever tasted, his teeth running across the tip of her ever hardening nipple
while his tongue licked the same spot to ease the sting. When she was sure she
would lose her mind, he released her breast with a pop and immediately dived
onto the other, giving it just as much attention.

She
writhed against him as her pussy gushed and her clit pulsed. She was quickly
losing control when she felt his hand slide past the waist band of her pants,
shoving them down along with her panties. He lifted slightly to continue
removing her pants, losing contact with her body, and she groaned at the loss.
“Just a little patience, Doc.
I’m working as fast as I can,”
he chuckled. “Heavens be damned, aren’t you just the sexiest thing?”

Before
she could reply, he had her completely disrobed and was pulling his shirt over
his head.
Damned if that man didn’t move fast
, she thought to herself,
and then her brain short-circuited as she took in the absolute masterpiece of a
male specimen that was hovering above her. He was chiseled perfection, with
wide shoulders that begged to be touched and a chest she was sure rivaled any
presently gracing the pages of any magazine, anywhere, sparingly sprinkled with
light, coarse hair and the most spectacularly drawn dragon tattoo. It was
incredibly intricate in its design, and the gold of the scales covering the
massive beast’s body seemed to shimmer. A faint memory came to mind, but was
pushed away when his lips touched her sensitive skin once again. She ran her
nails across his already raised berry-tipped nipples, teasing the little hairs
around them, and felt a shock when she touched the base of the dragon’s neck
that caused her womb to quiver. He shivered in response and growled, “Enough,
woman. I won't wait any longer to taste you.”
 

He
slid down her body, kissing and tasting, until his face was just above her
mound. When all movement stopped, she looked down her body and found him
staring at her. Every other time in her life, she had been embarrassed to be
seen naked. She had curves and hips and God had given her perky double D’s; but
this time was different. The look in Lance’s eyes said he liked what he saw,
maybe even loved it, and that he found her desirable and sexy. Another time,
she would have questioned how someone that looked like him could think someone
that looked like her was sexy, but his hungry gaze answered any questions she
had. The shit-eating grin she was quickly coming to know as his go-to look
appeared and he kissed the skin right above the curls covering her outer lips.
He nipped lightly, and when his voice vibrated her aroused clit, she damn near
flew from the bed. “Hold on, Doc, I’m
gonna
feast.
You smell like heaven, and I intend to have my fill.”

With
that, he pushed his tongue through her sensitive lips and lifted her legs onto
his shoulders. Her eyes slid shut as he licked her from bottom to top with the
flat of his tongue. All the air was sucked from the room, and flashes of light
exploded behind her eyelids as he speared her with his tongue and bent the tip,
just tickling the bundle of nerves at the top of her channel. He was taking her
to heaven as she grabbed his hair to keep from blasting off.

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Her taste exploded on
his tongue. Swirls of color burst into his vision from the first taste of the
honey that dripped from her weeping pussy. Lance pushed one finger into her
aroused flesh and then added another, pumping in and out, driving her higher
and higher. He separated her outer lips, driving his tongue as far as he could
go with one smooth thrust. Sam’s back bowed off the mattress, her thighs
tightened around his head as she thrashed and spoke unintelligible syllables,
finally putting her fist in her mouth to keep from screaming out.

He
smiled against her hot, wet pussy, pleased as could be at her responsiveness to
his touch. He fucked her with his tongue and fingers while he drew circles on
her clit with his thumb. Not wanting to waste one drop of her nectar, he placed
his tongue flat on the bottom of her slit and slowly licked from the bottom to
the top. On his second swipe, he sucked her engorged nub between his teeth and
nipped lightly. She ground her hips against his face, and he ate as if it was
his last meal, sure he could live on the honey that flowed from her for the
rest of his life and the next. He alternated between fucking her with his tongue
and licking her like the best ice cream cone he’d ever eaten, until she was
tossing her head side to side, and biting on the fist she still had in her
mouth. She bit so hard he feared she would draw blood.

Lance
lifted up on his forearms. At the loss of contact her eyes snapped open, and
she moaned around her fist. “
Mo
chroi
, you can
take your fist out of your mouth. Aidan had all the bedrooms soundproofed for
just this reason.”

Not
giving her time to question, he returned to the banquet of his mate and licked
her long and slow, determined to make her scream his name, never wanting to
hear anything more in his life. He sucked her clit into his mouth and bit down
on her swollen nub with more intent, thrusting three fingers into her wanting
channel, while curling the tips to reach her sensitive bundle of nerves. Sam
came with such force, the juices poured from her pussy, and he worked hard to
get every drop. Petting and suckling her swollen lips, he felt her slowly came
back to earth. He smiled the largest smile possible, filled with pride and
completion. It damned near made his cheeks hurt as it grew when she sighed his
name, “Lance…”