Monsters Under Mistletoe

9. Toilet Seat Cover

Chapter 9

Toilet Seat Cover

“ Y ou okay?” Dillian asked.

They had been lying next to each other on the large blanket in silence for several minutes, Cait on her back with her eyes on the orb, and him on one side, drinking in her flushed face. Now that they had caught their breaths and cleaned up with some wet wipes, he wanted to wrap a tail or two around his treasure. To bring her body flush against his.

But Dillian had to tread carefully. Their kiss was over, so his touch might no longer be welcome. “How are you feeling?”

Cait snickered. “Let’s just say,” she shifted until she was on her side facing him, “I’m happy the romance books got it wrong. Had you had two cocks, I wouldn’t have survived a night with you.”

Dillian guffawed. He filed away for later use the information about her reading smut involving dragons. “My ancestors did have two dicks, actually. However, with our magic waning and human mates here and there, we lost more than our full dragon form and longevity.” He flashed her a grin before adding, “Nothing my tails can’t compensate for, no worries.”

Her cheeks turned a pretty shade of pink.

“Ah, meu tesouro .” Dillian brushed his knuckles across her cheek. “There’s no shame in trying new things that may bring you pleasure.” His secondary tail rose over him and moved sensually in the air. “Name it, and I’ll give it to you.”

To his delight, Cait leaned into his touch. But then she sighed and looked down, breaking eye contact.

“Hey.” He ran his tail down her arm to soothe. “I can hear you thinking. Don’t.”

She shot him a questioning look. “I thought you wanted an answer.”

“I do. But there is still time until sunrise. Let’s forget about the future and enjoy the present moment, shall we?”

Cait shook her head but mirth filled her eyes. “Let me guess. Round two with you will help me decide, huh?”

Dillian laughed. “Round two? Maybe not. But round three…” His tail slid down her arm to caress her tempting ass. “Or four… Definitely.”

She giggled and swatted his tail away. “You’re incorrigible.”

His smile grew. “And you love it.”

Cait rolled her eyes but her lips quirked. With a sigh, but a pleased one this time, she relaxed down on her back. “I can’t believe I had hot sex with a dragon in an ancient Egyptian tomb.”

Dillian scooted closer ever so slightly. “It’s the mistletoe. It has magic of its own.”

She scoffed. “It’s just a healing plant.”

“I wasn’t talking about the mistletoe up there.” He moved closer some more.

Cait laughed. “Right. Those briefs were ridiculous, Dillian. By the way, I’m not a fan of festive underwear. Same goes for socks, sweaters, Santa bed sheets, and so on.”

“No?” That was sad news: Dillian always went overboard with the decorations in his cave. But he was sure they could reach a compromise. Like, who could be against a toilet seat cover with a plush snowman’s face?

“How about blankets?” he asked. In the meantime, he moved again without her noticing. Dillian was a secret agent, after all.

“ Festive blankets?”

“Yeah. Like the one cushioning your marvelous derrière .”

“Wait.” Cait finally looked down at what she was lying on. “This is a gray blanket with… smiley reindeer?”

“Yes. I found it fitting as it represents both the holiday season and the thrill of the hunt.” He wiggled his eyebrows at her when she turned to meet his gaze. Only to find him dangerously close.

She didn’t move away. “Am I your prey?” she asked, a challenge in her tone.

Dillian chuckled. “No, reindeer are.” Then he ran his gaze over her luscious body. “But I could hunt you, if you’d like. You could run, and I’d chase you from the air until I decide to dive down and snag myself a treasure.”

He heard her pulse quickening and saw her pupils dilating. All the while, his nose told him the idea of being chased by him excited his Cait. A lot.

“Enough with the treasure references,” she muttered and moved closer, leaving them a breath apart.

“What should I call you then?” Dillian asked, eyeing her succulent lips. “Scale of my heart? Flame of my fire? My love eternal?”

She grabbed him by the horns. “Just kiss me already, you corny dragon.”