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  Good.

  She was glad. She’d also gotten what she wanted. This was great! Louise let herself out, closing the door behind her. She was relieved. Things would continue as normal. She would do her job to the best of her ability and he would run the Earth kingdom with an iron fist. In other words, he would continue being the biggest dick she had ever met. Her only difficulty would be to keep from calling him names to his face and maybe kicking him in the shin. Life was good.

  Granite was going to be a few minutes early for his appointment. He’d decided to stop working because he found himself poring over the same document over and over. He’d logged numbers wrong on the spreadsheet. In short, he was having trouble concentrating. It was one of those days. It had nothing to do with the human visiting him earlier. Nothing to do with her scent. Or how beautiful her eyes looked when she was pissed … and she had been pissed.

  It couldn’t be helped, he had to reestablish boundaries. He thought she’d be happy given the way Sunday morning had played out.

  He heard the doctor’s laughter before he even arrived at her door. The laugh was followed by a squeal and then more laughter, more hysterical this time.

  “No, Rock, no!” she tried to sound stern but broke into fits of laughter. The giggling kind. “I’m … warning … you …” The words were garbled, peppered with more laughing.

  The fuck?

  Granite felt everything tighten. His whole body bristled. He picked up the pace, practically running to her work chamber. The door was partially open.

  Rock had the female over his shoulder. His face was red and he was laughing as well, the sound drowned out by her hysterical screams and giggles. The smile on her face was about a mile wide. It froze as it landed on him.

  “Rock!” she yelled, trying to pull free. “No! You—” The male threw her onto the hospital bed and she bounced once.

  “This is good for you.” The male was out of breath. “It’s exactly what you need.”

  “No, Rock! You—”

  His blood boiled inside him and smoke curled from his nose and mouth. His scales rubbed so hard he knew they would be visible through his skin. His teeth sharpened up. His body tingled, wanting to shift. His dragon wanted to taste blood. “What the fuck is going on?” a deep snarl.

  Rock turned. His face was suddenly white. It didn’t go unnoticed how the male put himself between Granite and the female. He could fuck right off. He held up his hands, and his eyes took on a pleading look. “It’s not—”

  Granite wasn’t interested in anything he had to say. He hit the male with a sharp right hook, making sure that he went flying to the left instead of backwards. He didn’t want the human getting hurt. Granite bristled more at the idea of even a drop of her blood spilling.

  Rock went flying and landed in a sprawling heap, just missing one of the machines as well as a table of instruments. The male gave a shake of the head, trying to fight off dizziness. He turned onto his back, groaning as he pulled himself up onto his elbows. He stayed down though.

  Granite took a step towards him, turning so that he could tower over the male. The human healer jumped onto his back the moment it was turned. “Leave him alone, you big bully!” she shouted.

  The female was liable to hurt herself. He hooked an arm behind his back and across her, holding her in place. “You … No … what …” she mumbled, trying to yank herself free.

  Using his free hand, Granite pointed a finger at Rock. “You don’t get to touch her … ever. Am I clear?”

  The little doctor continued to squirm, yell and complain. She kicked at him and pummeled him with her fists. Granite ignored her, his eyes on Rock.

  The male gave a nod. His lip was split and bleeding. “Yes, my lord.”

  “Fuck off!” Granite barked, pointing to the door.

  Rock scrambled to his feet. “It’s not what—”

  “Out!” he roared, not wanting to hear what the male had to say. If Rock didn’t leave right then, he was going to hurt the male a whole lot more. Bones would break and flesh would split. Blood would spill. His scales still rubbed.

  The doctor continued to beat him with her fists, although, not as hard. She was panting heavily from the exertion. The human was going to hurt herself if she wasn’t careful. He put her down and took a step back. “Stop!” he growled. “Be quiet!”

  Louise pointed a finger at him. “You don’t get to tell me what to do.” She was spitting mad. So much so that her cheeks were flushed red. Her eyes blazed. Tough luck!

  “I told you to stay away from my males. Your contract is clear.”

  “What the hell is wrong with you? Oh yes …” She laughed but not a trace of her earlier happiness remained. “You’re one hell of an asshole, I keep forgetting.”

  “There is nothing wrong with me,” his voice was deep and guttural. His emotions running high. His teeth still felt sharp. His eyes might also be more reptilian than human. She didn’t seem to notice. “Why are you fucking around with Rock?” He felt every muscle tense. Every single last one. His dick was as hard as nails. His dragon wanted him to take the human, to show her who she belonged to. He struggled to think rationally. His instincts rode him hard.

  Take.

  Have.

  Now.

  Louise’s mouth fell open and she gasped, loudly. “You are completely out of line. There is nothing between Rock and me—”

  “Bullshit!” a low rumble. “I know what I just saw. He was going to—”

  “He’s in love with Quartz, you idiot!” She took a step towards him. “Do you really think I would jump straight out of your bed into someone else’s?”

  “It looks that way.” He knew he was being a jerk but couldn’t seem to stop. He felt wound up in knots. Granite didn’t understand what all of these wayward emotions were. He felt tense and angry and so turned on it was scary.

  Her eyes widened. “I cannot believe what a gigantic prick you are. You’re essentially calling me a slut. I was perfectly fine until you came along. Perfectly happy!” She pinched the bridge of her nose for a second. She was breathing heavily. “I don’t want to have sex with anyone else, you moron.” She made a growling noise she was so angry. “The only person I want is you.” She gripped her lower lip between her teeth, seeming to realize what she had just said.

  His balls pulled tight.

  His skin seemed to shrink.

  A need so desperate and fierce accosted him. “Fuck!” he growled as he picked her up off the floor, her body hit his just as his lips crushed hers.

  She mewled into his mouth, melting against him. Her legs closed around his waist. Her arms circled his neck.

  Granite walked a few steps to the stainless steel table. He pushed a couple of items to the side and put her on the very edge. His mouth didn’t leave hers. Her eyes were squeezed shut. She mewled again as he pushed up her coat. He lifted Louise so that the garment, together with her dress or skirt, whatever the heck she was wearing, could be shoved all the way up, bunched at her hips.

  He broke their kiss for a brief moment, first to pull her hair free from that god-awful bun and then to look between her thighs. White cotton underwear. The panel that covered her pussy was wet. Completely soaked. His dick throbbed. “Fuck!” he growled again, sniffing deeply, taking her scent right to the back of his throat. He could almost taste her. So damned sweet.

  With a shaking hand, he reached between her thighs and tore the panties, ripping them to shreds. Her pussy glistened with her arousal. Granite took back her mouth and yanked down his own pants, freeing his cock. He’d never needed to be inside someone more. There was no holding back. No chance! Not this time.

  He grunted as he thrust into her. So fucking tight, it almost hurt despite how slick she was. Louise gave a cry. She locked her ankles at his back and gripped his biceps. Their mouths clashed as he thrust back into her. Over and over. He fucked her hard. Too hard considering she was a human but he couldn’t bring himself to stop or even to slow.

  One ha
nd closed over her ass and the other braced on the table behind her. He bent at the knee so that he could thrust up and into her. The whole table shook, instruments clanged. Some falling down onto the steel, others falling off the table completely. None of it mattered.

  His balls were already in his throat so when her pussy fluttered around him it was over. He rumbled as the first spurt left him. Then all-out snarled as her pussy clamped down on him. Granite had the good sense to cover her mouth with his as she screamed. He muffled the noise. Muffled the crazy noises he was making as well. The sex was that good.

  He could feel jets of come spurt from him in hard bursts. Just when he thought he was done, another hard jet erupted from him. Pleasure rushed through every part of him, it caused his thighs to shake and his jaw to clench. It made him crunch at his middle, forcing him to break the kiss. Granite ended up cheek-to-cheek with her. He’d never come so hard or so long. By the way her pussy had squeezed the shit out of him he would say that it was the same for her. He felt like he was drowning inside her. Like he was dying and being reborn and all at the same time.

  His frantic, jerking movements slowed until he was hardly moving. His hips rotating in small circles. It felt so damned good. It felt like more.

  Then the ramification of what he had just done came crashing down on him. Granite tensed and stopped moving. He had to work to pull back, he had to force himself to withdraw completely from her; he immediately felt the loss. It was more than just her tight, warm heat, he felt the loss inside himself as well. Deep inside. What the fuck was happening to him?

  “That was a mistake,” he ground out, still out of breath. “A huge fucking mistake!” he added more to himself than to her. He needed to stay the fuck away from her.

  Louise was panting as well. They were still cheek-to-cheek. He still cupped her ass, his other hand on her back. It was her turn to tense up. “Yeah,” the word sounded choked.

  “Shit!” He released her. “That should not have happened. I was thinking with my dick instead of my head.” Panic welled as he scanned the room, his gaze landing on a roll of paper towels. Granite pulled up his pants. His cock was still hard. Well, his erection could go to hell. Damn! He was risking this female’s career. Risking her future and for what, so that he could find pleasure inside her? It was wrong. It was so much worse than wrong. He felt like breaking something.

  Granite grabbed the roll of paper towels and yanked off a wad, walking back with it to Louise. The female was looking down at the floor. She looked so upset. Her lip quivered thing. No wonder! She had every right to be angry, he was an asshole. A major dickhead. If this got out she was gone. Fired and packed and all in one day. She’d be dropped back in Walton Springs so quickly her head would spin.

  “I’m so fucking sorry!” He tried to clean her up but she held out her hand instead. Her eyes were still downcast.

  “It takes two to tango as the saying goes.”

  He handed the wad of paper towels to her. “No! I’m the one to blame.” Granite paced to the other side of the room and back again. “I need to fix this.”

  “You can’t possibly …”

  “Sunday was only two days ago, we still scent of one another anyway.” He ran a hand over his head. “I can’t believe that just happened. It can’t fucking happen again.”

  She finally lifted her gaze. Stunning green eyes locked with his. “You’re saying that like I instigated the whole thing. You were the one who lost control.”

  It was all true. Every last word. Granite growled, feeling that same tense wound-up feeling he had earlier. “Don’t fuck around with my males.”

  “I told you that nothing happened. I was feeling a little down and Rock was trying to cheer me up … as a friend.”

  “Fine! Arguing is not going to help.” If they argued, he might just lose control and fuck her again. That could not happen. Not ever again. “Do you have a shower in this chamber?”

  She nodded, pointing to a door behind them.

  “Good.” He pulled his pants off and threw them on the floor. Her gaze zoned in on his dick but she quickly looked away. “Can you make a fire?” he asked, looking at the hearth. Every room in his lair had a fireplace. This one was no exception. He breathed a bit easier when he saw the stacked firewood and kindling.

  “What?” she frowned, looking half in a daze.

  “We need to burn our clothes.”

  She shook her head, frowning all the more.

  “Yes! We need to get the scent of fucking off of us and out of this room and it needs to happen quickly. If Blaze hears of this …” He swallowed thickly. “Can you light a fire?” he repeated.

  She gave a nod.

  “Good. I’m going to shower. I’ll wash several times. I need you to do the same when I’m done. Light a fire in the meanwhile ‒ it needs to be big and blazing. Toss that in when it’s hot enough.” He pointed at his discarded pants.

  She gave another nod.

  Granite headed for the door on the far side of the room, the one that lead to the bathroom. He turned the faucet until the water was almost scalding. He climbed in, lathered soap all over himself, paying particular attention to his dick. His erection throbbed in his hand. He still wanted the female. He ignored his wayward cock. The fucker had caused enough shit for one day.

  Granite stood under the water, waiting until it ran clean and all the soap was off. Then he started all over again. He lathered up and washed off.

  Then he dried himself and rummaged through the bathroom cupboard. He found a tube of toothpaste and a toothbrush. It looked like the little doctor kept some of her stuff here. There was also a tube of lotion and some deodorant.

  He gave a shrug and put a liberal amount of toothpaste onto the brush. Then he spent the next few minutes brushing her taste from his mouth. It was a crying shame since a female had never tasted quite so good. He could kiss her all day, eat her up for breakfast, lunch and supper. Shit, now his mind had gone south and he remembered the taste of her sweet pussy. His dick gave a twitch. Despite the situation, his erection had decided that it wasn’t going anywhere.

  The fire was blazing when he returned to the room. Louise had his pants bunched up in her hands, she threw them in and stoked the flames.

  “I’ll be back.”

  “Where are you going?” she turned to face him, her gaze never wavered from his. He could scent himself on her. His seed deep inside her. He liked it.

  The fuck!

  Granite cleared his throat. “I’ll shift and access my room from the balcony. Once I’m dressed I’ll head to your place and grab some clothes. Is there anything specific you need?”

  Her eyes widened and she looked like she might argue with him. Then she huffed out a breath. “Underwear.” Her face heated. “Do I need to burn this as well?” She fingered her white coat.

  He gave a nod. “Everything but your shoes will have to go.”

  “Okay.” She looked distraught. He couldn’t blame her, he was such a prick for putting her in this position. She must be seriously worried about losing her job. “You need to bring me another medical jacket and … I don’t know,” she lifted her eyes in thought, “grab a dress. It doesn’t matter which one.”

  “Underwear, coat and a dress. Got it.” As an afterthought he took a chair and jammed it under the door. “This way no one will be able to get in.”

  “I doubt we’ll have any visitors. I always leave your appointment as my last for the day. You normally need to be monitored for a time after our session.” Her eyes widened. “Because you’re still so badly affected by the silver. I doubt anyone will drop in.”

  “Let’s hope you’re right and that no one comes but if they do, tell them to go away and insist that you’re okay.”

  She gave a nod, her eyes were wide and shiny. It looked like she might cry at any second. Granite had to fight the urge to cup her chin and to tell her that everything would be okay. He had no right touching her though. Touching this female would lead to more. Every. Time
.

  “I’ll be back.”

  She gave a nod.

  His erection bobbed as he walked. It still refused to calm the fuck down. Oh well … There was nothing he could do about it. Maybe he deserved what he had coming. Payback in a way. He closed the balcony door behind him before looking back at the human female.

  Her gaze was on the fire. Her hair was still loose about her shoulders. The blaze lit her face. Fuck but she was beautiful. He couldn’t understand how he hadn’t noticed it from the start. So stunningly beautiful that it almost took his breath away. He had to make this right.

  A growl was torn from him as he shifted. Bone stretched, as did muscle and tendons. Agony sliced through him. His dick throbbed, this time with sheer pain. Shifting with a hard-on was not recommended. The growl turned into a soft howl as his change completed. It took a moment or two before the pain dulled enough for him to take flight.

  Chapter 21

  Louise watched as his cotton pants turned to ashes. She added another log, sparks flew as it fell on the hot embers. Pain flared inside her as she remembered his words. They had been so cruel and so thoughtlessly delivered.

  That was a mistake.

  It can’t fucking happen again.

  Then there was the doozy. I was thinking with my dick instead of my head. His words made her feel cheap and used. She made a sobbing noise and covered her mouth with her hand. She was not going to cry. Not over a guy like Granite.

  She felt like his dirty secret. Something to be washed away in a hot shower. The guy was worried about the others finding out. He hated the idea. She was a dirty secret to him when he was becoming so much more to her. Louise squeezed her eyes shut. She was falling for him. Falling for a guy who cared nothing for her, one who was ashamed of her.

  He was right when he said it wasn’t happening again. She respected herself too damned much to go down that road again.

  Louise sniffed and took in a deep breath. She was going to be just fine. She’d focus on her job. No worries. Her shoulders already felt lighter.