Cruel Daddy Dragon (Candara Dragon Ops #3)

Chapter 7 - Rufus

“What do you think they’re talking about?” I ask.

“Huh?” Orion grunts, “Nothing interesting. Just town gossip… and us, probably.”

Us. That’s what I want to know…

I lean closer to the door, trying to hear what Julie, Lena, and Sarah are saying, when I feel Orion grab me by the shoulders.

“Come on,” he grumbles, “Let’s get outside.”

“We’re supposed to protect them!” I protest.

“Yeah, but we don’t need to be right up in there to do that, and you’re annoying me,” he replies.

But we barely get outside when the door suddenly opens behind us again. We turn around, and my heart leaps when I see Sarah. She puts her hands on her hips and looks between us.

“Are you busy, Ginger?” she asks sternly.

Orion looks between her and me and smirks a little.

“Nope. He’s not,” he replies.

Orion pats my shoulder and goes back inside, leaving us alone.

She waits for a long second before she says:

“Why are you here?”

“What?” I ask.

“Why are you here? Tonight?” she repeats, that flinty tone coming back, “Are you just going to be there every time I look from now on? Is this my life now? Can’t I have one night off without you?”

She puts her hands on her hips. I fold my arms.

“Erm, no,” I answer, “No, not really. Because you got kidnapped by a dragon the other day, and I don’t think you really understand how dangerous that was, so if I leave you alone, you’re just going to get yourself kidnapped again.”

I lean a little toward her.

“Or killed,” I whisper.

Those green eyes narrow. She tosses her golden hair in irritation, a cute little pout puckering her rose-pink lips.

God, she’s so cute when she does that…

“I am a cop, remember?” she snaps, “I’m not some wilting flower for you to stalk and pretend you’re saving.”

Her voice sends shivers down me when it’s that sharp; I fight a grin as I clap back.

“No offense, but you’re a cop in the quietest town in the world. Until we came here, I bet the worst you’d ever dealt with was Roscoe.”

“Wow!” she snaps sarcastically, “It’s almost as if you’re all the problem, and this was a nice peaceful little town before all you dragons came down and invited all this magical bullshit here!”

I take a breath to respond—then pause. Damn, she kind of has a point.

I start chuckling in the adrenaline of the argument. Sarah smirks.

“All right, fine,” I answer, “But we’re here now. Even if we leave, Eclipse won’t. So, what’s your small-town cop knowledge going to do for you then?”

She leans her hips from one side to the other. Every small movement of hers makes my stomach flicker.

If my hands were on those hips… I’d grab them and—

“You know I know my way around a gun, right?” she says.

I wrench my eyes from her curvaceous hips. It takes me a second to respond.

“Oh, right,” I tease, “And where’s your gun now?”

“Now?” she asks.

“Right now,” I smirk.

She gives me a light scowl. It’s so adorable.

“It’s at home,” she admits eventually.

“Oh. So, if a dragon were to attack right now, that wouldn’t help, now would it?” I tease.

Again, that adorable little pout—the one she makes when she knows I have her.

“You know a dragon could attack at any time, right?” I say to her, “You need to be on guard at all times. Unless you have a supernatural bodyguard, that is, which—hello!—you have. So maybe you shouldn’t be on my case since you literally couldn’t protect yourself right now if something happened.”

“I can protect myself,” she grumbles.

I break into a little supernatural speed, approaching her faster than a human can blink. When I’m barely an inch from her—close enough to feel her body heat, she flinches back. Her hand snaps forward and rests on my chest. Where her hand rests on me, it’s like electricity sparking over my skin. I’m growing hotter every moment.

When she realizes I’m here, she looks up at me with softer eyes. Her little lips part, and she just releases a breath. I’m suddenly breathing heavily, too.

“Couldn’t stop that, could you?” I whisper.

“Couldn’t stop it…” She barely breathes, like she doesn’t realize she’s talking.

For a second, we just stand. Her hand not only rests on my chest, but her fingers tighten, clenching my shirt into a fistful, nails slipping into the buttonholes and lightly scratching me. The lightest groan builds at the back of my throat. Her eyes look up at me, a true depth of color I’ve never seen before shining in there.

She gives the smallest moan of her own before she grips my shirt and yanks me toward her. I move where she pulls me, and her soft lips crash against mine.

Oh, god, yes.

My hands move to the small of her back. I pull her into me. Her curvy form slots against me like it was meant to be there. She’s so warm—I can feel her heart hammering through her voluptuous tits as they crush up against my chest.

Her little, wet tongue pokes past my lips. I open my mouth further. Her tongue dances across mine, so soft and moist, spreading the taste of wine through me.

She leans herself into me. My hand slides down from the small of her back and down her round ass, fingers tightening around it. She moans into my mouth.

I’m so hard. I’m straining against my jeans painfully. I feel her inner thigh brush my leg, and I hook my hand under her thigh and hitch it over my hip. She grinds a little against my clothed erection and gives the lightest moan against my lips again.

Oh, fuck! If she keeps moaning like that—!

Suddenly, she pulls away from me.

“Wait!” she pants.

Oh, god. Here it comes. She’s going to pull back and slap me like it’s my fault this happened.

“I’ve got my cruiser parked around the front,” she pants, “They won’t hear us in there.”

I love you.

I don’t need to be told twice; I lean down and grab her other leg. As I lift her off the ground, her legs wrap around me. This time, I use the superspeed for us—we’re at the car in a blink. Sarah dips an impatient hand into her pocket and pulls out her keys. She presses the button, and the car clicks open. I wrench the door out of our way and lay her down on her back. Sarah looks up at me, her eyes burning for me. She bites the corner of her lip and then starts pulling at her shirt.

She’s wasting no time; I follow suit, wrenching my shirt off my body. Buttons scatter and the cold air touches my chest. Sarah gives a delighted little moan when she sees it. I ease her tight legs from around me and step back to unbutton my jeans. My cock springs free, ready. I step closer, and she’s taken off her bra as well, her nipples standing tall in the cold. I lean my hands down and start undoing her waistband.

Suddenly, her lips are at my ear:

“Wait,” she breathes, “rub my nipples first.”

Oh, fuck, that’s hot.

I move my hands to her breast. They fill my palm perfectly, and I cup them for a second before moving my fingertips to her hardened nipples. I rub them in a circular motion, and she moans right into my ear:

“Oh! Oh, yes! Please! Pl—please!”

I groan. I can’t take it anymore.

I feel her hands undo her pants, and I grab them and whip them down. I grab her thick thighs and lift her legs. She moans lightly.

I penetrate her with one swift glide. She wraps around my cock, so very tight. I drag out a little and feel her shudder on me, in time with her moan.

“Oh,” I groan, “oh, fuck. Moan for me, Sarah.”

She does again, her head throwing back as her arousal carries her. My eyes roll into my head. She clenches around my dick like she doesn’t want to let it go when I drag out and then rubs all the way down my length when I push back in.

Pleasure builds in me. Building… building… building…

I can’t breathe—there’s too much heated pleasure filling my chest. I’m going to fucking explode.

She snaps forward. Grabs my ass with one hand. Claws down my back like an animal with the other. She moans—right in my ear.

I burst. With a triumphant cry, the pleasure explodes in me, and I fill her with my seed. Sarah screams, too, welcoming it. There’s a moment of burning white pleasure between us both.

Then, it slows. I sink a little, spent, and then pull out. Sarah shuffles back in the backseat. I crawl in and shut the door behind me. In the darkness, I find her and hold her close to me. She snuggles into my chest, soft and warm.

I never wanted a mate after my last was killed. I didn’t think I could handle it.

But even in the Candara team, I’ve been so alone… I didn’t realize it until now. I feel so complete with her by my side—in a way I never have before.

“Sarah,” I breathe into her ear, “I will tear this world apart if it would keep you safe.”