To Date A Dragon: BBW Dragon Shifter Romance (Weredragon Warriors Book 1) (7 page)

“She bullies them too,”
Rohan deadpanned.

Amelia laughed. The crowd
had thinned but the other diners were still eating and chatting at
their tables. Amelia finished her tea in silence as she thought
about everything that Rohan had just told her. She had no doubt that
he was telling her the truth. She just had one more question…

“Tessa isn't a
weredragon, right?” Amelia asked quietly. “She's human.
So...Tessa's mother…?”

“Tessa's mother was a
human woman,” Rohan said. “We dated for a while, and we
parted as friends. It was a few months after we broke up that I
learned that she was pregnant. I supported her through her
pregnancy, and we worked out a parenting arrangement. We were no
longer together, but we would be parents together. In the final
month of her pregnancy, Irina died suddenly from a ruptured brain
aneurysm. There were no symptoms at all. No one even knew she had a
brain aneurysm. The doctors couldn't save her, but they saved our
baby.”

After a long pause, Amelia
asked, “Did she know…?”

“Yes. She knew about
my people. I dated many human women, but I only told Irina.”

“You loved her.”

Rohan gave a curt nod. “Yes.
She was a good friend, and the mother of my child. But she wasn't
my mate. Irina knew that as well. Weredragons have only one mate
and we mate for life. My dragon has been waiting a long time to
claim its mate.”

Amelia stirred her cold tea
and thought about what he said. Finally, she asked softly, “Why
don't you search harder for your mate? I'm sure...”

Rohan leaned in and touched
her face tenderly. Amelia gasped when he pulled her in and kissed
her across the table.

“I've found already my
mate,” he whispered against her lips.

CHAPTER
EIGHTEEN

Rohan parked his car in front
of Amelia's apartment block and walked her up the stairs. He waited
until she unlocked her front door and was safely inside her
apartment.

Amelia was still blushing.
She had been blushing ever since he told her that she was his mate.
She had smiled and fidgeted, not knowing how to respond to his
confession. Well, he would give her all the time she needed. It had
taken him so long to find his mate. He wasn't going to scare her off
by being a pushy, possessive prick.

Amelia stood behind her door
and said softly, “Thank you, Rohan. It was a...really lovely
date. Thank you for telling me so much about yourself, and your
people. I promise I won't tell...”

“I trust you, Amelia.”
Rohan smiled and stepped back. “Good night.”

“Good night, Rohan.”

She closed the door but he
didn't hear her lock turn. Rohan frowned and waited. Still there
wasn't that telltale click of the lock. She was still standing
there, on the other side of the door.

She was leaning against the
door, her breathing soft and shallow as she pressed her ear against
the door to hear his departing footsteps.

Was she waiting for him to
stay, or waiting for him to leave?

But he wasn't leaving until
he was sure she had locked and bolted her door. He raised his fist,
preparing to pound on her door and order her to lock up.

The door flew open suddenly.

Amelia stood there, staring
at him with a determined expression on her face. She was panting
slightly and she stared at him with a silent question and plea in her
eyes but she didn't say a word.

Instead, she grabbed his
collar and yanked him into her apartment.

Their arms twined around each
other and Rohan crushed his mouth against hers in a fierce, bruising
kiss. He took her mouth and kissed her with a desperate, urgent,
burning need. He needed her more than he needed to breathe.

He couldn't get enough of
her. With one hand, he closed her front door and slid the lock into
place. He kept his other hand on the small of her back, holding her
in place and pressing her to him.

Amelia moaned when he
deepened the kiss. He had her pinned against the wall and he kissed
her with an unrelenting, primal hunger. Her eyelids fluttered as he
kissed down her jaw and neck.

“Rohan...” she
said breathlessly, putting her palms on his chest and pushing him
back. “I...I've never...ah, I should resist you, resist this,
but...I can't. I don't understand...I've never felt like this—for
any man...”

“Shh,” Rohan
said, stroking her back. “I got you. I got you, baby. You
don't have to resist anything.” He captured her flushed face
in both his hands and looked deep into her eyes. There was no doubt
at all. Amelia was his mate. His dragon had reared up and revealed
itself to her at their very first meeting. His dragon recognized its
mate and when she looked at him and saw his dragon, saw what he was
even before he told her, there was no fear in her eyes.

“Amelia,” Rohan
growled, holding her wrists and pressing her hands to the wall.

Amelia whimpered and
struggled weakly in his grip. She writhed and arched her back as he
kissed her, her lips parting to invite him in.

She made a small, plaintive
sound at the back of her throat and clawed desperately at him.
Pushing his jacket off his shoulders, she undid his buttons and
pressed her palms against his bare chest.

“Rohan,” she
murmured, gazing at his ripped torso with heavy-lidded eyes. “I
never have sex on the first date.”

“We're not going to
have sex.”

“We're not?” Was
it his imagination, or did she look disappointed?

“No. But I'm going to
pleasure you out of your mind, Amelia. I want to see you come as I
fuck you with my fingers. And I want to feel you come against my
mouth. I'll make you beg and scream, and I will know every inch of
your luscious body. But I won't have sex with you. I won't take
you. Not yet,” he grated out.

She wasn't ready. If he took
her and claimed her with his dragon fire, she might not survive the
claiming.

He couldn't lose her.

“God, I want you so
much, Amelia,” he said as he took a ragged breath.

He wanted her so much he was
going out of his goddamn mind, but he would never, ever put her life
in danger.

“I want you too,
Rohan,” she whispered, digging her nails into his shoulders.
She bit her lip and swallowed. “I want you to touch me.”

CHAPTER
NINETEEN

Amelia pushed the two halves
of Rohan's shirt apart and ran her hands down his broad, solid chest.
She felt his muscles tense under her fingers and he sucked in a
sharp breath when she raked her nails down his ripped abdomen and
back up to his pecs.

Rohan's body was all hard,
toned muscle, and his skin was tanned and smooth. Amelia licked her
lips as she trailed her hand down to his belt. She was about to tug
down his zipper but Rohan caught her wrist firmly and growled.

“No.”

She tried to pull her hand
away but he held her tighter. “I'm a disciplined man but don't
tempt my dragon, Amelia.”

Amelia gasped as he swung her
easily into his arms and carried her to the couch. Her bedroom
wasn't that far away but the couch was nearer. Rohan couldn't wait
any longer. The fierce, feral lust in his eyes was making her entire
body ache with want. Her core was wet and throbbing, and if he
didn't ease her maddening hunger soon, she was sure she would explode
and spontaneously combust right there on her couch.

This really was madness.
Amelia had never invited a man home after the first date. She
usually wasn't that reckless...and horny. But nothing about this
situation was usual.

Rohan had just told her that
he was a dragon shifter, and she was all right with it.

She hadn't freaked out, or
snorted and told him to stop pulling her leg. He had just told her
that he was an alien, for God's sake. He was the most gorgeous, hot,
sexy man she had ever laid eyes on, but he wasn't…human.

She should be scared, but she
wasn't. She should doubt him, yet she believed him completely. She
wasn't in the least afraid or wary of him. In fact, she felt
completely safe with him. When he held her, she felt protected,
cherished and loved. No man had ever looked at her like that before.

Like she was his.

Amelia was usually a tad
self-conscious when she got naked with a man for the first time. She
wasn't slim and svelte, and her skin wasn't blemish-free. She had
spots and freckles, and love handles which she could never get rid
off no matter how much she exercised. She just wasn't built that
way. Her body was naturally soft and curvy, and she had accepted
that she would never be lean, toned and athletic.

But with Rohan, she didn't
feel shy and uncomfortable. She felt beautiful and desirable, and
she wanted to feel his hands and mouth all over her naked body.

Rohan tugged at her jeans and
she lifted her hips to allow him to slide her jeans off her legs.

“You're so beautiful,
Amelia,” Rohan growled, as he knelt between her quivering
thighs.

Amelia didn't wait for him to
remove her blouse. She yanked her blouse over her head and unhooked
her bra. Breathlessly, she lowered the cups of her bra very slowly
and seductively, revealing her breasts to him little by little.

When Amelia finally dropped
her bra to reveal her erect, pebbled nipples, Rohan's eyes blazed
with raw, scorching want and hunger. He lurched forward and grabbed
her.

Amelia threw her head back as
Rohan pulled her nipple deep into his mouth. With his large hand
over her other breast, he tormented her hard nubs with his teeth,
tongue and fingers.

Amelia shuddered as Rohan ran
his hand down her body and stroked the inside of her thigh. She
spread her legs for him, needing him to touch her and penetrate her.

His long, skilful fingers
explored her wet folds, opening her up as he rubbed her juices over
her sensitive clit.

Slowly, he pressed a finger
into her and began to move in and out of her body with long, languid
strokes.

He slid another finger into
her, holding her gaze as he fucked her deeper and harder with his
fingers.

Amelia cried out as her
pleasure grew more and more intense. Her muscles clenched and coiled
tighter and tighter, and when Rohan tapped her swollen clit with his
thumb, she climaxed suddenly and forcefully.

Panting, Amelia fought to
catch her breath. Her world was still spinning and tilting, and she
blinked rapidly to focus.

But Rohan wasn't done with
her. Amelia raised her head to look at him when she felt his large
hands under her knees. Spreading her wide, he gazed down at her
naked body with a look of fierce possession.

Rohan leaned forward and
kissed her long and slow. His lips moved down her body, between the
valley of her breasts and down to her navel.

Amelia shivered when she saw
the gleam in his golden eyes.

Rohan threw her legs over his
broad shoulders and smirked. He wasn't done. Not by a long shot.
He was just getting started.

CHAPTER
TWENTY

Rohan slid his hands under
Amelia's fleshy, generous buttocks and raised her hips to him. There
was a light sheen of sweat on her skin and the musky scent of her sex
was driving him wild.

He couldn't wait any longer.
He had to taste her now.

Growling, Rohan lowered his
mouth to her bare pussy and lapped hungrily at her quivering, pink
folds.

Amelia moaned as he slipped
her swollen clit past his lips and sucked it hard. She began to
tremble as he swirled his tongue around her nub, flicking it, teasing
it and tormenting her out of her mind.

Her juices leaked out of her
as Rohan laved his tongue down her pussy and the inside of her
thighs. He licked every drop of her sweet, sticky liquid and
swallowed. His mate was so fucking hot and sweet. It was sheer
agony to have her so close, to taste her and touch her, but not take
her completely.

Rohan buried his tongue deep
inside her and began to fuck her. He could feel her channel
tightening and rippling around his tongue and his eyes almost
crossed.

He would never get enough of
her exquisite taste. She was so fucking sweet and sexy, and so
goddamn perfect. He wanted to take her and claim her right now, make
her his completely.

But her body might not be
able to take the claiming fire of his dragon.

The fire would either
strengthen her...or kill her.

He couldn't take that risk.

She was too important to him.

Rohan pushed his tongue
deeper into her, feeling her feminine heat envelop him. He reached
up and thumbed her nipples, tugging at her dark, throbbing peaks
until she screamed her pleasure.

He kept fucking her
relentlessly with his tongue, taking her higher and higher, making
her orgasm again and again.