Page 73 of Draco's Defiance

“Maybe.” His lips twitched as one hand lowered to caress her hip. “You know that ass is mine, little girl, but moreover, I’d just like you to work through the trauma and be happy with me.”

“I am happy with you.” Running her fingers through his hair, she smiled at the realization.

She was happy. Maybe the happiest she’d ever been, and the fact that Draco cared enough to propose she deal with her ‘Alex issues’ was telling. It suggested a man who really cared for her, a man who was in it for the long-haul. A man who loves me?

She held her breath at the final thought.

“Okay.” She pulled in a steadying breath. He’s right. I should work through the trauma. “Maybe you’re right. I do have to deal with this.”

“There’s my girl.” Lowering his face to her ear, he kissed her lobe. “I’m proud of you.”

She moaned at the scintillating sensations his lips produced, her heart filled with gratitude that he was alive, and everything had worked out between them. “Will you be offended if I choose to speak with Eden, rather than you?”

“Of course, not.” His kisses rose to her cheek before capturing her lips. “I just want you to be comfortable.”

“With anal sex?” Her tone was wry.

“With me,” he corrected, his gaze narrowing as he rose to meet her eyes. “And everything that entails.”

“Okay, sir.” She chuckled. “I’ll get in touch with Eden and make an appointment.”

“You do that.” Pressing a kiss against her lips, he wandered away toward the fridge. “Now, it’s time to eat, little girl. I’m starving.”

“Is that an observation, sir?” She fluttered her eyelashes playfully. “Or an order?”

“Good question.” Peering over his shoulder, he winked at her. “I should be getting you to do this for me, shouldn’t I?”

“Because that’s all women are good for, sir?” She shook her head as she slid down from the counter and walked in his direction.

Adrenaline rushed around her veins as she played along with his faux chauvinism. Moira hadn’t known him for very long, but she knew him well enough to know those weren’t his true feelings. Despite his penchant for spanking her ass, few people had ever been so respectful of her needs as Draco.

“Not all they’re good for.” Catching her hand, he pulled her toward him. She went with an excited yelp, her breath catching as she met his hard body.

“Oh, really?” She grinned as his stare held her. “What else could you have in mind?”

“Well...” His hand lowered to her backside and squeezed. “Help me make lunch, and I’ll show you.”

“You’re a tease, Mr. Vaughn.” Lifting her hand, she smacked his chest impishly. “As I recall, I still haven’t had a chance to meet your dragon properly.”

“That’s true.” Capturing her wrist, he pulled her fingers to his lips and kissed the tips of them. “Change of plan, then. Let’s eat, and then I’ll take you out to the mountains, and you can meet the red beast properly.”

“The red beast?” She sniggered. “Is that your pet name for him?”

“Something like that.” He slid his fingers between hers. “That and the fact he’s enormous and crimson in color.”

“He sounds impressive.” She had absolutely no doubt that he was. Every part of the man had managed to wow her, so why should his dragon be any different? Moira knew Draco and his brothers had shifted the day Monroe had been captured. That was how they’d managed to bring the situation under control, and despite her nervousness at the prospect of seeing the man she was falling for transform into a mighty animal, she was ready to meet that new, perturbing part of Draco.

I want to know and love everything about him.

“Want to go now instead?” His hand shifted to her face and cradled her cheek as he waited on her answer. “We can grab food on the way.”

“Good idea, sir.” Her pulse accelerated as she said yes. “It’s time I met your dragon.”

Chapter Thirty

Moira

“FUCK, LITTLE GIRL.” Rising from between her legs, Draco wiped her arousal from his mouth with the heel of his hand. “You’re magnificent.”