Scaling Her Dragon: BBW Paranormal Shape Shifter Romance (Paranormal Dating Agency Book 8) by Milly Taiden Read Free Book Online Page B

hair covering your face wasn’t really giving me the option to call you anything else.”
    “Indeed.” He leaned forward, his body brushing lightly over hers. The reaction was instantaneous. Her nipples pebbled tightly. She’d wanted him when he’d been covered in hair. Now that he had his blond hair in short spikes and a smooth face showing his clean-shaven jaw, she had to fight her hormones for dominance. No way was she going to hump him in the middle of the hallway. For all she knew, that probably got her married to him on this planet.
    “Are you…um…joining us for dinner?” she asked, hoping he’d say yes. She could stare into his eyes all night while Drayken talked nonsense.
    “Depends,” he said, his face lowering closer to hers.
    Her heart pounded hard in her chest. Need grew wings at her core, demanding she touch him. Kiss him. Go crazy and strip him.
    “On what?” she asked, her voice a breathy whisper.
    “On if you want me to.”

 
     
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    She glanced at his mouth, then back at his eyes. “I don’t think I should be the one making those decisions. I’m not sure how social you’re feeling.”
    He raised a hand to her face, sliding a finger down her jaw and cupping her neck. “I’m feeling social. Really social.”
    Her throat went dry. She leaned forward, her body taking a mind of its own. Possessive need filled his gaze, and a flash of triumph curled his lips into a grin right before his mouth crashed over hers. Why was she letting a guy who pissed her off kiss her? She knew why. From the moment she’d seen his eyes and been captivated by the sadness in them, she’d been caught.
    His lips pressed hard on hers, his tongue sliding over the seam of hers, using her inhale to dive into her mouth. Her body yearned for more of his touch. He glided his other hand around her waist, pushing himself up against her.
    She moaned into the kiss, taking more of his tongue into her mouth, loving the way he dominated the kiss, how every caress felt like he was touching her from head to toe.
    He took her lips like a man starved, and it felt so fucking perfect, so wonderful to have him owning her body like she belonged to him. Breaths struggled in and out of her lungs.
    “Becca?” Razzy called from down the hall. “We’re going to have dinner soon.”
    He pulled back from the kiss, leaving them both panting for more. Her gaze ran down to his shirt, where she had clumps of the material in her grip.
    “Becca,” he groaned, pressing his erection on her body, “I’m ready to eat, but it’s not food I’m after.”
    Well, damn.
    “Food is overrated,” said the woman who loved to eat. Right at that moment she’d give up every meal for more alone time with Vikter.
    “I want you, Becca,” he groaned, his hand holding her face captive. “I want to spread your beautiful legs and feast on you for hours.”
    She had to take a step back and process what he was saying. “I don’t know what brought on this change of heart after yesterday’s rude outburst,” she gulped, “but we really need to get to the dining room.”
    No way in hell was she acting like his dismissive attitude hadn’t happened. Okay, so maybe she’d gotten a little carried away by her hormones a few minutes ago, but she was in control again. Mostly.
    He offered her his arm, but she worried touching him would just make her vulnerable again. She shook her head and slid from between him and window. She started walking, feeling the heat of his gaze burning her back.
    Everyone waited by the large dining room table to take their seats. She met Razzy’s wide-eyed gaze and smiled.
    “Look who I found on my way back from the bathroom.”
    Razzy blinked, glancing back and forth between the two. She knew there was no smeared lipstick to worry about, but damn, the way Razzy looked worried her. Was it obvious what they’d been doing?
    She glanced over her shoulder at Vikter and almost drooled. His face, much clearer in the dining room