Page 38 of Claimed by the Savage Dragons

‘That was part of your punishment for leaving the building when you were told not to,’ I explain sympathetically. ‘In our world, orders need to be followed, or little humans like you don’t make it.’

She looks away, and I cup her cheek, making her look back at me.

‘I mean the game before it, Red.’

My hands go back to her knees and start moving upward again, tracing over the tops of her thighs to her belly and around her breasts. I avoid all the areas she expects me to touch, instead caressing her shoulders and down her arms to her hands, only to go back the way I came to do it all again.

‘Did you like running from us?’ I continue as I stroke her. ‘Knowing we’d catch you? Knowing what we’d do when we did?’

Her breathing stutters and her pupils dilate. Her hips shift without her even noticing. But I do.

‘Are you going to answer?’

She nods. ‘Yes.’

‘Yes, what?’ I ask, my hands gliding up and down her sides firmly before returning to her legs.

‘Yes, I liked it,’ she admits.

I glance at Brax who’s staring at her, at what I’m doing.

‘What was it that you liked?’ I murmur, my hands flitting dangerously close to the apex of her thighs before moving away again.

I ignore the fact that her hips buck a little more this time, and her lips part on a quickly indrawn breath.

‘I liked that I was being chased,’ she breathes out. ‘I…liked that feeling. I felt alive.’

‘And when Brax brought you in and fucked you?’

She winces and I think she’s not going to admit it, but her eyes find Brax.

‘I liked that too,’ she confesses in a very quiet voice. ‘But it hurt.’

I tut at him, and he looks rueful for a second before his face hardens and he looks away.

‘Do you touch yourself, Mari? In the dead of the night when everyone’s asleep in your little town? When no one can hear you?’

She looks at me again with wide eyes. ‘Um. Well…’

‘Show us,’ I cajole, almost making it sound like a request even though it isn’t one.

I spread her legs gently as one of her hands flutters to her mound. Two fingers find her clit, circling it and her eyes drift closed again.

Two of my thick fingers press at her entrance, making her gasp.

‘No, Mari,’ I chide. ‘You look at me.’

She does what I say, her gaze fixed on me. I groan when I delve into her shallowly and find her dripping. Her fingers keep up their circles, quickening as Brax and I watch her.

I think she likes us looking at her.

‘You’re very wet,’ I comment in a low voice, entering her just an inch and scissoring the tips of my fingers. ‘Would you like to play that game with us again? We could take you to a forest, give you thirty minutes to run and hide and then start searching. You’d hear us getting closer and closer, your heart fluttering as we closed in on you.’

Her throat bobs.

‘You’d wait until the last moment, but once you knew we’d found you, you’d fly from your hiding spot like the little rabbit you are. You’d try so hard to evade us.’ I groan. ‘You’d put everything into it. Wouldn’t you? Even though you’d want to be caught.’

She nods, eyes not leaving mine.