Page 36 of Anaki

How does it even fit in those jeans?

Anaki chuckled. “Don’t think I would call just anyonelove, feed them, make sure they take their medicine, kiss their forehead when they are scared. Even a care team has limits, Mama.”

My heart raced.

“And you really think I was supposed to stay in the cabin all this time?” He shook his head. He leaned forward and whispered in my ear. “Nah, I was supposed to rotate. Take turns. But I just couldn’t stay away from you.”

My face turned six shades of red as I pushed him away, which did nothing to make him move. He stepped back and rubbed the back of his head. He was nervous, and I instantly felt my heart ache for doing what I did.

I was such a prick!

But Anaki smiled and nodded to the two bottles of medication on the counter. “Make sure you take those. You almost forgot last night.” He gave a knowing look.

I bit my lip and drank him in one last time. He was now wearing a black meshed shirt, and I could see his nipple rings through it. I felt myself become hot with pleasure, and I immediately put both hands to my face to try to rub the picture out of my head.

Why did he have to look so damn delicious? He was so tempting, and I don’t think I could handle much more of him without breaking.

“I’ll see you later tonight.” Anaki bent over to grab his bag. I got amagnificent view of his ass. Thoughts of doing taboo things to that tight, muscular hunk of meat popped into my head, and had my thighs squeezing together. My breasts felt heavy, at the idea of ordering him to suck my nipples until they hurt, and to tell him what a good dragon he was for taking care of me. It made my breath hitch, and I swore a tear ran down my leg.

Anaki paused. His back tensed and he glanced back at me, clearing his throat. “Right, uh. I’ll see you later.”

Tajah let out an evil laugh and tossed her phone onto the coffee table littered with Abuela’s crystals. “Well not for the foreseeable future, Anaki. It appears you are off the hook, watching everyone in the cabin. Not that I see it as punishment, I prefer my time here, with my future sorcerer.” She threw a wink at Luis.

Anaki and I both darted our heads in Tajah’s direction.

“I may have had Switch spy on your sister.” Tajah smiled at me. “He got caught, and Locke was in the crossfire,” she cackled. “Your sister is quite the woman. I cannot wait to see what she does for the club in the future.” Tajah wrapped her fingers around Beretta’s arm and nuzzled into her.

I didn’t have any idea what was going on with Emm and this Switch guy. I was more worried that Anaki wasn’t coming back. My head darted between the two.

Anaki straightened his back. Giving no signs of worry. “That’s great. I’ll stop by every once in a while and take Luis out for some adventures. Sound good?”

Wait a second, he was just going to give up on me?

Well, you pushed him away, multiple times. What did you expect?

My mouth opened and closed, with the protest on the tip of my tongue.

“Have fun at ladies' night,” Beretta purred. “I heard they will be extra ravenous.” Her smile gleamed predatorily.

“Ladies night?” I questioned as Anaki put his hand on the doorknob. He twisted it, the click echoing into the cabin.

“Yeah, it's when the ladies are in charge. They can ask the men to dance, bartenders can dance on the bar…”

Beretta let out a bark of laughter. “Anaki is their favorite. I’ve never seen someone meant for a pole more than him.”

My eyes widened. “You p-pole dance?” I stuttered. “Wait, cover Luis’ ears!” Abuela already had his ears covered and was smiling wildly as she listened.

Anaki puffed out his chest. “Yeah, I do. Water dragons are known for their seduction dances. If you had engaged in more conversation, perhaps I would have shown you.” He wiggled his eyebrows. Anaki opened the door to step outside.

Beretta shouted before he stepped out the door. “Do you give lap dances as well?”

Red hot anger and jealousy surged through me. Did he?

Anaki stared at me, a smile playing across his lips.

“Only for those I find, extra special.” He winked and shut the door.

I stood there, staring at the door, waiting for my brain to reboot, until I turned and a chancla hit me in the back of the head.