The Alpha of Dragons

me. Then I speak, something I do not do a lot

side the zone because there is more than one. I am so dead. I drop the basket because I need to ru

run from something that may or may not be chas

is right, perhaps it is all I'm used to because this feels like home. I slipped out of the stupid skit and drenched my whole body. Hell, I may be kille

k mud, not any clean skin showi

he mud, a

covered in mud and I feel like I can fly. But then I hit s

own I'm going down fighting. My n

up. My chest heaving even though I a

im, th

nd I know I

think to

o

ind with you, this is how

ms never mind that my nipples are brushing up against him

rkling, and nod yes and

fear." His v

k down, but then so does he. Then before I can look up, he lifts me in his arm

e. I pray his hands do not slide down because I am fully aware of

e a name?"

een so long since anyone

d with a smug smile t

y. I like being clean too, but sometimes the urge to cover myself in the mud is strong. He walks right into the water with me getting his boots and pants wet. None of the brothers we

ck to the water and up again letting the water rush down my skin. His palm lowers right over my firm nipple. His hands are rough but warm, an

sing and he can see them. My breast are not large but not small, slightly smaller than his hand full apparently but they are firm from my

nd fear runs through me. He hasn't even be

his mouth covers my nipple, and I let my head fall. No one ha

smell your blood a

bl

alls

stop him. I know it could get me killed because he owns me and though it never crossed my mind that he would want to touch me, he can, he owns me. He pulls back and looks at me, a

old, and he growls, and I bare my teeth at him tho

water. I growl back, and then I try to take a step back, and he follows me. He tries to sink his fing

k hits the waist-high bank behind me. I snap

me on the bank, and my back hits, and I am not fast enough to stop him. His