Dating A Dragon (The Mating Game Book 2) by Georgette St. Clair Read Free Book Online Page A

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    Orion stood there, stark naked. She accidentally let herself look down. Mistake. He was rock hard, his thick cock pointing at the sky, jutting straight up from a thatch of black curls.
    “Oh,” she breathed.
    “Oh?” he echoed. “Oh, what?”
    She glanced away, and a cool breeze ruffled her hair. “Oh, I forgot we’d be up here together and you’d be naked.”
    “Having a hard time controlling yourself?” He grinned wickedly.
    “Please. I am the queen of self-control. I am completely controlled. I could not be more under control.” She was babbling. “I’ll shut up now.”
    He strolled up next to her and stood there. She’d been around shifters all her life. She’d never found it disconcerting to be near naked men. Until now.
    “Well?” he said with a trace of impatience. “Show me what you can do.”
    “What the— How dare you!” she squawked indignantly. “What kind of girl do you think I am?”
    “I mean with your dragon,” he scoffed. “I am not trying to seduce you.”
    “Oh, right. My bad,” she said, trying to sound mollified but sounding mostly disappointed.
    He leaned in closer to her. “When I am seducing you, you will know it.”
    The mountaintop was suddenly very, very warm, and her panties were very damp. Sweat beaded on her forehead, and she felt her nipples grow hard. She quickly crossed her arms to hide them.
    “You…you plan on seducing me?” Her voice came out in a squeak.
    “Dragon. Let’s see it.” His voice had gone low and sexy and growly. And he hadn’t answered her very, very important question.
    “Right. Of course.” She closed her eyes and imagined an ice dragon, with its shades of white and blue. Her skin tingled, and she opened her eyes and looked down and saw that her arms were covered with scales and blue claws were curving from her fingertips. She took a deep breath and blew out a tiny white cloud of cool, frosty air.
    Then the scales melted away and the claws retracted.
    Her shoulders slumped in disappointment.
    “That wasn’t too bad,” Orion said, trying to sound encouraging.
    “But I’ve been trying for months now. That’s as good as it gets.”
    “You are good enough exactly as you are,” he said, gazing at her with a burning intensity. “And you’ve got some sexy-ass dragon eyes, by the way.”
    She felt her dark mood lift, and stifled a giggle. “My eyes have a sexy ass?”
    He grinned at her and flicked her nose with his finger. “Don’t mock me, woman – it’s a long climb down the mountainside.”
    Then his stomach rumbled. “Sorry,” he said. “Flying really works up my appetite. Are you hungry?”
    “I could eat,” she said.
    He glanced down at the sheep grazing the valley below.
    “I’ll go get you some mutton. Don’t go anywhere.”
    “Yeah, I don’t think you need to worry about that.” She walked away to give him room to shift, and watched in admiration as he flowed back into his dragon form. He crouched low with his wings folded against his back, then turned to look at her. And winked.
    She had never seen anything more sexy and adorable at the same time. An enormous, terrifying dragon had just lowered its scaly lid in a wink. At her.
    He unfurled his wings and flapped, and the breeze lifted her hair and rustled the leaves of the trees as he lifted off and shot into the deep blue sky.
    She sat down on the stone bench, enjoying the sunshine and waiting for his return.
    A few minutes later, a different dragon flew up, red and black, smaller than Orion. She felt an odd twist of uneasiness. What was she worried about? It was a fire dragon. Not an ice dragon. Not someone come to kidnap her.
    The dragon shook itself and the air went ripply as it melted into human form. It was Viola – the woman who hated her. She stood there, stark naked, and her eyes were blood-red.
    Viola’s lips curled in an ugly smile.
    “Look at you, all alone up here,” she said. “I hear you can’t fly.” She glanced at the cliff edge.