Page 7 of Seducing the Dragon (Stonefire British Dragons #2)

Chapter Four

A fter Evie threw down her proposition, Bram’s dragon instantly said, Yes. Kiss her. We need her. She needs us. It is a good match.

Stop being so bloody opaque. Tell me why.

His beast growled. No. Kiss her and think later.

If not for the human female in the room, he would have let loose a string of curses. Since he knew his dragon was too fucking stubborn to ever back down, he could either listen to the beast and kiss the lass, or he could face days or weeks of the dragon arguing with him.

Looking over at the red-haired human, he had to admit he liked the way her skin felt against his.

Not only that, despite working with the DDA for seven years, she’d maintained her spirit and her backbone.

If not for the dragon hunters trying to attack his land, that combination might’ve succeeded in seducing him.

Now, however, he needed to make a rational choice without his cock getting in the way.

If the human became his mate, she could divulge all kinds of information about the inner workings of the DDA.

Since Melanie Hall-MacLeod was writing a book about his clan to garner human understanding, Evie’s detailed knowledge of human and dragon-shifter law could help Stonefire avoid any kind of lawsuit or possible backlash.

In addition, if she had a way of contacting this dragon-shifter obsessed friend of hers, Bram could find out more about the old laws and what he could or couldn’t do in the present day.

Yet if he took her as his mate, not only would his chances of having children go from one percent to zero since all DDA inspectors were incompatible, he might never find the partner he so desperately wanted to help with clan matters.

As he eyed her body in that tight yellow dress, he knew he’d enjoy fucking her, but he wanted more than just sex.

He wanted what Tristan MacLeod had found with Melanie.

His dragon pushed to the forefront of his mind. Stop thinking and kiss her. It will be good.

The beast’s words prodded him to make a decision.

What his heart wanted didn’t matter. He was clan leader, and provided the human female gave him information, she could help give his clan an advantage over both the sacrifice system and British politicians in general.

That was more important than him finding love.

It was time to kiss the living shit out of her and see if she could handle a dragon-shifter. As much as she could help his clan, he would never be able to tolerate a life of her being afraid of him. He would give it his all and see how she reacted.

Laying down the laptop, he ordered, “Come here.”

Without a word, she moved to stand in front of him. Evie’s addictive scent wafted up to his nose, causing his dragon to hum. Kiss her.

He reached out and pulled her soft body flush against his, her heat making his cock pulse. She let out a little noise of surprise, but she quickly recovered and placed her hands on his chest. Too bad he was wearing a t-shirt so he couldn’t feel her soft skin.

Squeezing her soft body tighter, he murmured, “Get ready, human, because your life will never be the same after you’ve kissed a dragonman.”

Her lips parted to say something, but he lowered his head before she could speak. The instant he touched her soft, warm lips with his own, heat flashed through his body. Her soft skin and sweet scent weren’t enough; he wanted, no needed, to taste her.

Seaming her lips, she finally opened and he growled as he explored her mouth. She tasted just as sweet as he’d imagined, but he needed more, much more.

As he stroked his tongue against hers, Bram moved his hand to her arse and squeezed, loving how she pressed even closer against him. Then the female moved her hips and it was Bram’s turn to moan at the friction against his cock. The bloody seductress knew what she was doing; he’d give her that.

Wanting to take the power back, he slapped her arse and Evie arched her chest against his. His dragon hummed. More, take more.

Moving a hand to the back of her head, he tilted her for better access, determined to devour her sweet, hot mouth. A mouth he’d very much like to feel around his cock.

When Bram’s lips touched hers, all of Evie’s trouble and nervousness morphed into something much hotter. The simple touch of his strong, warm lips sent wetness rushing between her legs. Then he parted her lips with his tongue before invading her mouth, and she nearly cried out at his taste.

Bram stroked and explored, making clear who was dominating whom.

In most circumstances, Evie wouldn’t put up with that shit.

But as his teeth clashed against hers right before he gripped her arse possessively, she decided that when it came to snogging and sex, she might just like a man taking control.

Unable to resist, she moved her hips against the hard bulge at her stomach, and this time, Bram let out a sound of pleasure.

Despite being pressed up against his chest, it wasn’t skin-to-skin contact, and she needed to feel the warmth of his skin. However, before she could move, Bram slapped her arse and the mixture of the sting and heat made her pussy throb.

This dragonman seemed to know how to turn her on.

Desperate for his skin, she moved her hands from his chest to his neck. She then pressed her hard nipples against his chest and was rewarded with a moan. While this dragonman might like to take control, she had her own sort of power over him, and she wanted the chance to use it again.

Don’t think of the future. Focus on driving the man crazy in the present.

Then Bram pressed his cock harder against her stomach. If what she felt through his jeans was anything to go on, the rumors about the dragon-shifters and their long, thick cocks were true.

Before she could move her hips against that deliciously big bulge again, he slapped her arse once more before turning them both around and lifting her to sit on his desk. As he moved closer, her legs opened to accommodate his trim hips, her skirt riding high on her thighs in the process.

Yet the man never moved to touch between her legs, not even with his barely restrained cock not more than a few inches from her core.

Deciding to take matters into her own hand, she scooted to the edge of the desk, but just before her clit would’ve made contact, Bram broke the kiss to stare into her eyes.

His eyes were dilated and filled with a hunger that shot straight to her pussy. The dragonman wanted her.

Placing his rough hands on her upper thighs, her core pulsed at the contact. If he’d only move his hands a little further...

Shuttering his expression, he severed contact and stepped back before he said, “You’d be a good fuck. I’d give you that.”

Suddenly feeling exposed, Evie closed her legs and tugged down her skirt. She knew she had no right to demand anything, but his words stung a little. There was so much more to her than a pussy to be used for some man’s cock.

At least there was a positive to take from his words; Bram might yet take her as his mate and protect her from the dragon hunters.

Determined not to let the dragonman know how his words affected her, she straightened her shoulders and said, “Well?”

“You’ve earned the right to show me you have something to offer Stonefire in the way of information.” Pointing behind her, he continued, “Hand me that laptop.”

While he hadn’t said outright that he was attracted to her, his cock had betrayed that little fact earlier, so she focused on passing the next test. She picked up the laptop and handed it to him. “What do you want to know? And how long do I have?”

He moved toward the table on the far side of the room, and opened the laptop. “Start with the Carlisle dragon hunters. Then move on to the DDA inspector deaths, and finish with the little known knowledge concerning dragon-shifters that you learned from your friend.”

Frowning, she hopped off the desk and barely managed to keep from toppling over her heels. “All of that could fill a book. Tell me, how long do I have?”

After typing in what she assumed was a password, he looked over at her with expressionless eyes. “Until I return from questioning the dragon hunter.”

“Wait a second, that’s nowhere near enough time for me to do a proper job. On top of that, I didn’t bring my glasses with me and the screen will blur after a few minutes.”

Bram stood up. “Considering your future and life is at stake, I suggest you find a way to make it work.”

She opened her mouth, but Bram beat her to it. “I don’t care about your excuses. Type like your life depends on it, because, after all, it does.”

Taking a step toward him, she couldn’t hold back her temper. “Is this how it will be between us, if I do pass these mysterious tests of yours? Because I assure you, I don’t like arseholes and being submissive to your every order is not my style.”

Shit. The instant the words left her mouth, she regretted it. You’re supposed to woo him, remember?

Yet Bram looked unfazed. He moved to the door and motioned toward the laptop. “Provide some information first, and then we’ll worry about what might happen in the future.”

The dragonman exited the door and she heard the lock click.

Bastard.

With Bram gone, a flood of emotions hit her at once. Hope, that she might be able to live past the week; confusion at how the dragonman went from hunger in his eyes to ordering her about like a soldier; and irritation that she didn’t have enough time to do a proper job at her task.

Oh, and not to mention her wet panties were a physical reminder of whatever else she thought of the dragonman, one kiss was all it took to turn her on like no man had done before.

His earlier words echoed inside her head, “Get ready, human, because your life will never be the same after you’ve kissed a dragonman.”

Damn the man. There was no way she could let on that he’d been right. She doubted any man, dragon or human, could ever possess her mouth in the same sexy way.