Theo
He smiled to himself as he saw Gemma take a deep breath, with even the lobes of her ears flashing crimson, and she slid back onto his lap and perched there.
“You know, I’m not Santa Claus, right?” he said, laughing.
“Humph,” she responded.
“Turn your legs sideways,” he told her.
She did.
“You are making this really difficult,” he said. “Turn your chest toward mine.”
Once again, she obeyed.
“Wrap your arms around my neck,” he instructed softly.
She sighed, and he felt her chest press against his as she inhaled. Gemma wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing herself against him.
He could feel her trembling. He had to count backward from ten in Spanish, Russian, and French. The dragon’s blood in him wanted to take her, dominate her, and make her his. The feeling was so overwhelming that it took every bit of strength he had to stop himself.
Once again, he felt his cock growing, and he moaned loudly as her pert ass rubbed against him. He wanted to push her down, rip her clothes off, and take her maidenhood right there on the floor, devouring her.
Stop. Stop. Stop.
He heard the words screaming inside of his head. He didn’t want to think about these feelings she was creating in him. It was one thing to have sex with someone to relieve the needs a man had. That was only natural. It was something entirely different to want sex with someone because she made him feel things he was positive had died centuries ago.
Theo admitted there had been a few women he had been with since Savannah died. However, they were just to fuck. He couldn’t remember their names or faces and honestly didn’t know if he had known their names when he had used their willing bodies to satisfy his craving for release.
He always made sure they were satisfied. Theo would never have sent a woman away thinking she had been ill used or not entirely satisfied. However, they meant nothing to him. He couldn’t afford to attach feelings to anyone.
Now, here was Gemma.
He bit his lip to bring his mind back to the task at hand.
She had her arms wrapped around his neck like he was a lifeguard, and he had just rescued her from drowning.
At first, she had been sitting on his lap, her face as far away from him as it could be with her arms around his neck.
Gemma seemed to be relaxing just a bit, and she slowly laid her head on his shoulder. He felt her fingers in his hair and caressing the back of his neck as though her basic instincts had taken over.
He could feel the heat that emanated from between her legs, making him want her even more. Her warm breath tickled his neck, and he thought he could almost feel her lips on his skin.
Theo swallowed hard and tried to speak in a normal voice.
“Now, we have to practice kissing,” he told her. “But you have to stop shaking like a leaf. I promise you that kissing me is nice, as far as I know. There has never been anyone who lodged any complaints, at any rate.”
That made her giggle, and he really liked that sound.
“Remember, that dragon clans have mean girls too. They aren’t just at rich, mundane human schools. They exist everywhere. Just like the preppy mean girls, they smell fear, and they will eat you for a snack and go on about their business.”
“I can’t imagine they ever came after you,” she said.
“Nope. But I watched from afar and intervened a couple of times when they went too far,” he said.
“A real hero,” she smiled.
“Okay. Enough small talk. You need to take the lead. You have to kiss me,” he said.
