Dragon Eggs Under the Tree (Starscale Mates #4)

Chapter Nine

Stellan

I let out a long, slow breath and tried hard not to think about how naked I was. The ceiling fan spun cool air over my bare back and ass making it impossible to ignore. I tried to remember the last time I was so naked and so vulnerable with another person. Hell, I didn’t even get all the way naked when Kevin and I were intimate. I always kept something on or half on as if he wasn’t worth the effort to actually take my clothes off for.

“You alright, mate? You’re trembling,” Brender said from behind me.

“Nervous. I feel too exposed.”

“Want me to grab you a sheet from the sofa?” He offered.

“No,” I shook my head. “I guess I should get used to it, huh?”

“Not to feeling nervous. Romping or not. If this is too far, get up and put your clothes on. I’m not here to make you uncomfortable.”

“Touch me. Somewhere – I think that will calm my nerves down.”

He ran his hands over the bare soles of my feet, and I let out another long, slow breath. Two smoke rings escaped from my nose, but I tucked my arms under my head and didn’t bother to fan them away. They lingered in the air as Brender pulled over a chair and massaged my feet. Slowly, bit by bit, the tension left my body. He worked his way from my feet to my calves, his thumbs working into my too-tight muscles. I stretched my arms out and rested my cheek against the soft snowflake patterned tablecloth. Even my love life was festive and on theme this year.

I blushed as Brender worked his way up to the middle of my thighs before skipping higher to the small of my back.

“Such a gentlemen,” I murmured as his fingers worked into my back muscles, relaxing me and my dragon.

Eventually he worked his way up to my shoulders where ninety-eight percent of my tension lived. He rounded the table until he stood in front of me as his fingers dug in just right. I swallowed a moan. Being quiet was the key to enjoying a bit of adult life after Saer was fast asleep. Brender’s fingers moved to my neck, and I bit my lip to keep from crying out. I wanted his mouth to retrace the path he took without skipping any of my more intimate bits. Reaching out, I wrapped my arms round him and feeling brave, I nuzzled against his thigh. Not far away, his dick was hard underneath the loose fabric of his pajama pants. Without glancing up at him, I moved my cheek an inch over and nuzzled his crotch too. So much for him claiming I hadn’t marked my territory. I squeezed his ass as his fingers went back to massaging my shoulders. He let out a low growl as I nuzzled a little firmer against him. I was slick and hard and so ready to just fucking give in. If everything blew up later because we couldn’t work out the finer details at least we’d have this night.

“I don’t want to be the only one naked, Brender,” I whispered.

He nodded down at me, and I tugged his pants down until they fell around his ankles and he kicked them out of the way under the table. Just like me, he wasn’t wearing anything underneath them. I nuzzled against his bare flesh, marking my territory without the cloth barrier between us. Using my toes, I scooted up the table and placed a soft kiss on the hard, throbbing head of his cock. Everything inside me called out for him. I opened my mouth ready to take him in when the first startled cry came from upstairs. Then the scream of “DADDY!” made both of us soft.

“Shit!” I hissed under my breath scanning the kitchen for where my pants ended up. “I’m coming, Saer! It’s okay!”

“Shit!” I swore quietly again as Brender handed me my pajamas before stepping back in to his own. “Sorry! You can finish on your own! I totally get it!”

“Not what my dragon says,” he chuckled.

“What?”

“I’ll explain later! Just go to the baby,” he said, kissing my cheek.