One Night with the Demon Prince: Paranormal Fantasy Demon/Dragon Shifter Romance (Paranormal Protection Agency Book 9) Read Online Free Page B
Author: Mina Carter
Tags: dragon shifter romance, Paranormal Fantasy Demon
human guy to find out if sex was as good in the flesh as it seemed when she’d been a passenger for all those years. But why a human guy? Why not Rat? Why go second rate when she could have the best…and she knew Rat would be good. He had that bad boy swagger and dangerous edge that screamed virility and experience.
Making her decision, she parted her lips to let him in.
He started, but didn’t miss a beat. A second later he pushed his tongue into her mouth. Thrust in to find hers and slide against it. Brushing, stroking, teasing…claiming.
Her moan was unbidden, as was the heat that exploded in her veins to race through her body. Tingles began low in her stomach, reaching quivering tendrils outward. Downward. Her pussy clenched, aching for something she’d never experienced. For a feeling she knew, yet didn’t. For something she knew he could give her.
Kissing him back, she sucked on his tongue. He growled again and let go of her face to pull her hard against his body. She gasped as she collided with his solid frame. He was harder than the human she’d been dancing with. Even though he had been fit, his chiseled muscles and six pack evident of time spent in the gym, Rat was harder. Like he wasn’t made of flesh and blood…
Demons are made of fire, sin…and sex.
The thought insinuated itself into her mind at the same moment his large hand spread over the back of her hips and pulled them flush against his. The thick, hard bar of his cock prodded her softer belly, leaving her no doubt how much he wanted this. A low hum started in the center of her chest but she ignored it to focus on the here and now.
Her train of thought didn’t so much scatter as explode like a supernova going critical. She broke away, mouth open to say something, but words failed her.
He leaned down to whisper in her ear, his deep voice silken temptation. “You’re mine, Baby. I’m going to take you home and come morning, your entire block’ll know my name.”
She blinked, distracted by the whisper of his lips over the soft spot just below her ear. “You won’t have time to introduce yourself if we…you know.”
“Sweetheart, I won’t be introducing myself…” He chuckled, tilting her chin to kiss her throat under her chin.
“Then how will they know?”
He pulled back to look into her eyes, and heat blazed there. Not the heat of desire, although that was there in spades, but actual flames danced in the orbs for a moment before he blinked and reasserted his human eyes. Her dragon growled, wanting to curl around the heat.
“Because you’ll be screaming my name all night.”
Chapter Three
The cab ride was mercifully swift. Half in Rat’s lap for the duration, she kept her attention on him rather than their journey. Whatever else Baby could say about him, he sure as hell could kiss. Teasing and tempting her with his lips and tongue, he kept her riding the edge of need and unfulfilled desire until she wasn’t sure which way was up.
Through it all, he hadn’t touched her tits or below the waist. The most he’d done was brushed the back of his thumb against the underside of her breast. The soft touch had been enough to steal her breath and any thought other than to press closer to him.
“Not here, sweetheart,” he whispered against her lips.
As he pulled away she realized the cab had pulled up outside her apartment block. He urged her out of the back of the vehicle, paying the fare, and within a minute they stood alone on the sidewalk.
His face in shadow, he studied her, his big body tight with control. She felt the need and lust rolling off him in waves. Her inner dragon wanted to pull him closer and revel in it. Kiss him until neither of them could think, until he was buried deeply inside her, moving within her in that age old danc—
“Carry on looking at me like that and we won’t make it up to your place,” he growled in warning, setting her away from him when she moved in for a kiss. Hands firm
Making her decision, she parted her lips to let him in.
He started, but didn’t miss a beat. A second later he pushed his tongue into her mouth. Thrust in to find hers and slide against it. Brushing, stroking, teasing…claiming.
Her moan was unbidden, as was the heat that exploded in her veins to race through her body. Tingles began low in her stomach, reaching quivering tendrils outward. Downward. Her pussy clenched, aching for something she’d never experienced. For a feeling she knew, yet didn’t. For something she knew he could give her.
Kissing him back, she sucked on his tongue. He growled again and let go of her face to pull her hard against his body. She gasped as she collided with his solid frame. He was harder than the human she’d been dancing with. Even though he had been fit, his chiseled muscles and six pack evident of time spent in the gym, Rat was harder. Like he wasn’t made of flesh and blood…
Demons are made of fire, sin…and sex.
The thought insinuated itself into her mind at the same moment his large hand spread over the back of her hips and pulled them flush against his. The thick, hard bar of his cock prodded her softer belly, leaving her no doubt how much he wanted this. A low hum started in the center of her chest but she ignored it to focus on the here and now.
Her train of thought didn’t so much scatter as explode like a supernova going critical. She broke away, mouth open to say something, but words failed her.
He leaned down to whisper in her ear, his deep voice silken temptation. “You’re mine, Baby. I’m going to take you home and come morning, your entire block’ll know my name.”
She blinked, distracted by the whisper of his lips over the soft spot just below her ear. “You won’t have time to introduce yourself if we…you know.”
“Sweetheart, I won’t be introducing myself…” He chuckled, tilting her chin to kiss her throat under her chin.
“Then how will they know?”
He pulled back to look into her eyes, and heat blazed there. Not the heat of desire, although that was there in spades, but actual flames danced in the orbs for a moment before he blinked and reasserted his human eyes. Her dragon growled, wanting to curl around the heat.
“Because you’ll be screaming my name all night.”
Chapter Three
The cab ride was mercifully swift. Half in Rat’s lap for the duration, she kept her attention on him rather than their journey. Whatever else Baby could say about him, he sure as hell could kiss. Teasing and tempting her with his lips and tongue, he kept her riding the edge of need and unfulfilled desire until she wasn’t sure which way was up.
Through it all, he hadn’t touched her tits or below the waist. The most he’d done was brushed the back of his thumb against the underside of her breast. The soft touch had been enough to steal her breath and any thought other than to press closer to him.
“Not here, sweetheart,” he whispered against her lips.
As he pulled away she realized the cab had pulled up outside her apartment block. He urged her out of the back of the vehicle, paying the fare, and within a minute they stood alone on the sidewalk.
His face in shadow, he studied her, his big body tight with control. She felt the need and lust rolling off him in waves. Her inner dragon wanted to pull him closer and revel in it. Kiss him until neither of them could think, until he was buried deeply inside her, moving within her in that age old danc—
“Carry on looking at me like that and we won’t make it up to your place,” he growled in warning, setting her away from him when she moved in for a kiss. Hands firm
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