Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 75539 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 378(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75539 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 378(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
“I carry you to bed, and we spend the rest of the night wrapped up together.”
“That sounds incredible,” I said, already feeling a flush of warmth course through me. “But I was more talking about the Chaos King. What’s going to happen there?”
“There’s still four locks left on his prison. I say we focus on keeping those protected. We’ll keep an eye out for anything else he might be trying, but I feel like we’ve thwarted his plans enough for him to lay low for a long time. I think we’re safe.”
I nodded, my hand resting on Xavier’s thigh, his golden scales soft under my palm. “I think so too,” I said. “But maybe that’s just because I’m sitting here next to my bodyguard.”
“About that. We’re going to have to tell your dad I’m taking on another position. I can’t be your bodyguard and your boyfriend.” Xavier leaned in for a smiling kiss.
“Why not? I think you can manage both jobs. We’ll pay you extra.”
“Can I ask for certain forms of payment?” he asked suggestively.
“We can do checks, cards, and cash.”
“What about another ‘C’ word?”
“Hmmm… oh yeah, we can do that too.” I chuckled, kissing him again. He didn’t waste a second longer. He picked me up in his arms. I held on to his neck, kissing him all the way to the bedroom, where he laid me down gently on the bed and got the raise he requested from me.
THE END.
Chapter 32
New Beginnings
Blake King
I lounged on the bed in just my underwear. We still had about an hour before we had to be at the Magic Box for Damien’s birthday party, which meant I had some time to scroll through my phone. Colorful light spilled in from the two stained glass windows in Xavier’s bedroom. They each depicted a scene of a different dragon, one poised on a rocky outcropping above the ocean and the other dragon flying above a bright green field. The light bounced off the stone walls, making the rich sheets shimmer with color. I’d been living with them for a little over seven months now and I could never imagine growing tired of the Blackthorne castle.
The White House had nothing on this.
The shower turned off. Xavier must be wrapping up. I continued to scroll for a bit longer, stopping on a particularly funny video of a fae getting pranked by her boyfriend. Xavier opened the bathroom door and saw me chuckling to myself.
“Another prank video?” he asked, towel hanging loosely around his waist. Water droplets clung to his skin, dripping down his six pack.
I dropped my phone on the bed. “They always get me,” I said. Residual chuckles escaped before they were simmered away by the scorching hot flames that licked through my chest. Seeing Xavier half-naked always got my blood drumming. I swallowed, my hand going over the already growing bulge in my tightening pink briefs. Xavier’s eyes followed. He licked his lips and leaned back against the ornate dresser. An ornate tapestry hung behind him. It was a piece of magnificent art and yet my eyes couldn’t settle anywhere else other than Xavier’s strong, firm body.
“I thought you were ready,” Xavier said.
“I decided to procrastinate.”
“Want to procrastinate a little longer?”
“Yes, please,” I said, rubbing my already stiff cock.
Xavier dropped his towel with a hungry growl. He came over to the bed, his thick cock swelling between his legs as he crawled to me. I pulled off my briefs and tossed them to the floor. Xavier’s moist body encased me as he looked down into my eyes, a devilish grin creasing his face. I reached up and cupped his cheek. He rut his hips down, rubbing himself on me, slow and sensual.
My toes curled. I leaned up and sealed my lips against his. My fingers threaded through his curly wet hair.
“You’re so fucking sexy,” he said against my lips. His hand glided down my side, slipping underneath me and squeezing my ass. “Fuck, I love you so much.”
His words only tossed gasoline onto the flames. They roared to life inside me. I kicked a leg out and leaned into his side, rolling him onto his back so that I straddled him now.
“Mmm, someone’s feeling dominant today.”
I smiled down at him, grinding on his lap. “I am,” I said. I’d come a long way from the night Xavier had taken my virginity. Granted, I’d had quite a lot of practice since. It was easy between us. All of my previous hang-ups and worries disappeared the second we became one. I had complete trust in Xavier and that allowed me to explore sides of myself I hadn’t been entirely comfortable with before him.
It also allowed me to figure out that I was pretty versatile in the bedroom. I stopped grinding on him and instead slid back, sitting between his thick thighs. I grabbed his hard cock in my hand and slowly stroked, admiring the bead of pre-cum pooling at his tip. I rubbed it with my thumb, lifting it and watching the clear string snap. I did it again and brought my thumb to my lips, tasting him. He put his hands behind his head and watched, pleasure displayed on his chiseled face. He was freshly shaven so I could see every twitch, every movement that my touch caused him.