I Married A Dragon (Prime Mating Agency)(11)

“You’re squishing me,” she complained, pushing back harder.

“Oh, I’m sorry,” I said, quickly loosening my hold.

“It’s okay, but you’re very strong,” Kaida replied in a conciliatory tone. “You can hug all you want, but be careful how tightly you hold, and try not to smother me. I need to breathe, too.”

Although embarrassed how thoughtless my greed had made me, the small chuckle in her voice as she spoke those words softened the very valid underlying reproach.

“Feel free to poke me here or to bite my neck if I hurt or squish you again,” I said in the same playful tone, pointing at a sensitive spot along my side.

“I’m sure it won’t come down to me having to maim you,” Kaida replied, while settling into a more comfortable position against me.

I wrapped myself around her again, making sure she was all right. Gods, her skin was so soft! I’d known holding my Ejaya would be wonderful, but nothing prepared me for this sensory overload.

“My Ejaya…”

“It… it’s helping you? Your hormones are flowing again?”

Her voice was almost timid when she asked.

“Yes. It is wonderful. You smell like the freshest of morning breezes. Your skin against mine feels like the caress of the first rays of light when I emerge from the cold darkness of the void. Holding you is like embracing the divine,” I said, my voice slurring on the last words.

“Wow… That’s a very nice thing to say to a woman.”

Her voice was hushed, almost a whisper like my own had been. I attempted to smile, but I couldn’t swear she would have seen it. My head was spinning, and a growing grogginess was overtaking me as nezarone increasingly flooded my system. I didn’t fight it and let my consciousness be swept away.





Chapter 4





Kaida





Under different circumstances, I’d be offended to find myself in bed—in my undies at that—with a dude who fell asleep less than two minutes after we got in. It still was awkward as hell to be in such a state of undress with a strange male obsessed with rubbing all over me. And yet, I wasn’t minding it as much as I dreaded.

Sure, I wasn’t allergic to cuddling with a fine, muscular specimen of manhood, alien though he was. That he had the sexiest lips in the galaxy, rather pleasant features—even though his dragon eyes slightly freaked me out—and chiseled abs just the way I liked them didn’t hurt, either. At first, I’d worried about his scales and the spikes on his arms. I figured I’d get scraped to hell and back with all the hugging. Yet, despite their hardness, they remained quite pliable to the touch.

Cedros smelled good, like untamed wilderness. When his throat glowed, it diffused the most pleasant heat that warmed me to the bones, making my muscles deeply relax. But above all, Cedros seemed sweet. He had an aura of boyish innocence about him. From what little I’d been able to find out about his species, I suspected he interacted little with others, which could explain his awkwardness.

I didn’t doubt whatever toxins those monsters in the lab had infected Cedros with were hurting him. In my line of work, I’d too often seen the reaction of people suffering from substance abuse finally getting their fix after a brutal withdrawal. Cedros had behaved the same the minute he held me. It still boggled my mind that contact with me and my scent were all he needed. While the compassionate side of me certainly loved bringing him this peace, I couldn’t deny it also stroked my ego.

But right now, I needed to cast compassion aside and attend to my own needs.

I shifted to look at Cedros and immediately regretted it. I couldn’t tell how long he’d been asleep, at least for a couple of hours. During that time, I’d dozed off once or twice. But this lengthy immobility had made my limbs go numb. They awakened in the most unpleasant rush of pins and needles in my feet and hands. Although annoying, that wouldn’t have been so bad. But the shift had also put undue pressure on my over-inflated bladder.

I’d been trying to ignore it for a while, but I’d reached my breaking point. Wetting Cedros’s ginormous bed on the first day didn’t feature on my to do list, today or ever… I began shaking Cedros to wake him up, already picturing the embarrassing penguin walk I’d do to reach the hygiene room to avoid making a mess.

Right on cue, Cedros tightened his hold around me and snuggled further, adding pressure to my already very pissed bladder—pun intended. I squealed and squeezed my legs together, barely repressing the urge to shake him again. If he tightened any further, my bladder would flip us both the bird and show us who’s boss.

Feeling slightly guilty, I tapped the ‘sensitive’ spot he’d shown me earlier, which matched the general area of a human’s kidneys. Nothing. I poked it again a bit more forcefully, still nothing.

Sorry buddy, but I’m not peeing myself to spare you a bit of discomfort.

This time, I balled my hand and gave him a solid jab—not the bruising type, but strong enough he’d feel it.

And feel it, he did!

His eyes jerked open, and his embrace around me loosened. His dilated pupils narrowed back down to a slit in his fiery orange eyes as he stared at me in shock.

“Sorry for hurting you,” I said sheepishly, “but I really have to pee.”

“Pee?” he repeated.