My middle name was Rose after my mother.
Hak-kan just gave me a New York shrug. “Yeah, I did, and yeah, I seriously believe it. I made myself out to be the hero in this story of ours, but it was more like I was the villain, lying in wait. I figured you’d feel some kind of way about that if you found out, so I didn’t tell you. Because I know how crazy this all sounds. But yeah, I’ve been waiting for you for over ten years, and I honestly believe you’re my destiny. The place I was always supposed to end up.”
He said all of that….
He said all of that, and then he picked up his beer and took a swig like he was finished saying his piece and was just waiting for me to catch up.
But I couldn’t catch up. Couldn’t process all of this new information. I tried and failed to speak.
And eventually, Hak-kan finished his last swig of beer and broke our long silence with, “Well, I gotta take a whizz, brush my teeth, wash my face—make myself beautiful for bed. That means you’ve got about ten minutes.”
“Ten minutes?” I repeated, shaking my head.
“Ten minutes to get on some clothes and run screaming from this place because you’re freaked out. Imprisoning women is wrong. I get that. Now. But Dragons don’t let people go easily—especially their women. So if you’re going to run, you should do it before I come up with some more ruthless villain tactics to keep you here.”
With that, he rose to his feet and walked back to his master bedroom as promised. Leaving me there with the remains of our meal…perhaps our last.
He came back out from the bathroom exactly ten minutes later, rushing through the door as if he’d set a timer.
Which is probably why he visibly startled when he found me sitting on the bed as opposed to in the kitchen where he’d left me. Completely naked.
He stared at me. Blinked. “You’re still here.”
“Yes, I am,” I answered.
He took a step forward, then stopped. As if he was afraid to believe.
I was afraid too. Maybe more afraid than him when I opened my mouth to confess, “I want a baby.”
He jutted his chin and crooked his head to the side. “What?”
“I want a baby,” I repeated, my heart pounding. “That’s the real reason I was with Garrett. Why I settled for the guy who looked good on paper. I want a baby so bad. So no, I don’t believe in prophecy or fortune-telling or anything like that. But if there were ever a fortune I wanted to come true, it would be the part about me becoming a mother.”
He had sounded crazy. And I knew I sounded crazy too.
Hak-kan looked to the side as if he was having second thoughts about that prophecy.
But then he looked up with a hungry gleam in his shark eyes. “You think I won’t put a baby inside of you?”
Excitement and fear swirled in my belly…in the place where I want him to plant his seed.
No more hesitating. He closed to space between us in less than three steps. And he didn’t stop until I was on my back.
But this time, Hak-kan didn’t turn into an animal on top of me.
Instead, he reared up between my legs and pulled himself out, stroking his thick cock as he studied me with heated eyes.
Snow flurried outside the window wall, but I burned beneath his gaze.
“Do you know how long I’ve been waiting to have you like this? No condom? Raw?”
He rubbed his shaft against my folds as he said this, then punctuated the question by pressing the fat knob into my clit.
My back arched at the sensation, and I fisted my hands in the sheets. I wanted this, wanted him raw inside me.
But there came no swift taking per usual. He sawed his shaft up and down my slit, teasing me until I was whimpering and soaking wet.
“Please, please,” I ended up begging. “No more. It hurts.”
He understood what I meant—that I was referring not to the size of his dick but the aching pain of not having him inside of me.
“C’mon, beautiful…”
He pulled me up to my knees.
“Watch me,” he commanded. “Watch me put it into you for the first time like this.”
It was a command, but I didn’t have to be told. I couldn’t look away as he guided his pale cock into my dark inner folds, breaching me without a condom for the very first time.
Sometimes this position was challenging for me—the one most likely to cause me discomfort and pain.
Not this time, though. My pussy enveloped his big staff, and when he pulled me forward onto his lap, placing my knees at either side of his waist, there was no pain.
No pain at all.
