Dragon's Hoard by M.A. Church

Author:M.A. Church [Church, M.A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gay romance
ISBN: 978-1-63533-880-5
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Published: 2017-10-01T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

AVERY seriously thought about digging in his heels so he could explore the courtyard, but Warwick seemed to be a man on a mission. As Warwick pulled him along, Avery glanced up at the sky. The moon was nearly full, an imperfect circle in the starry nighttime sky. A cool breeze teased the scarf wrapped around his neck.

They cut through the courtyard and came to a large field. Acres and acres stretched before them. Behind the open area were woods. Thanks to Mother Moon’s bright light and his keen eyesight, he could see quite a distance in the dark.

“What are we…?”

Warwick stopped and faced Avery. “This is where I’m going to shift for you.”

Oh boy, now he wasn’t so sure his ability to see so well on such a clear night was a good thing. Nerves marched up his spine. He swallowed. For the first time, he understood how humans felt when they found out paranormals existed.

His breathing shortened and his heart raced. Dammit, he knew Warwick heard his body’s reaction to the news, but there wasn’t a thing he could do except try to ignore it. Hopefully Warwick wouldn’t misinterpret his reaction. They’d already met their quota for misunderstandings for the night.

Since his hands were shaking, he shoved them into his coat pockets. They were cold, that’s all. Right. He really wasn’t afraid, but… but this was why listening to rumors were a bad idea.

Just how scary was Warwick in his dragon form?

Then he forgot all about his worries concerning Warwick’s dragon when Warwick stripped off his overcoat and dropped it on the ground. Before Avery could get his mouth open, Warwick’s suit jacket was about to follow.

“Oh hell no! You do not drop a sixty-thousand-dollar suit on the ground. What is wrong with you?” Scrambling over, Avery jerked the overcoat up. He didn’t know what the brand name was, but he figured it was likely as horribly expensive as Warwick’s suit. He brushed it off and folded it over his arm. Then he gently pried the suit jacket from Warwick’s fingers too.

Warwick didn’t say anything, only arched an elegantly shaped eyebrow as he continued undressing. Mechanically, Avery took the clothes Warwick handed him, not really paying attention to what he held now.

No, his eyes were focused on the lean-but-muscular body slowly emerging from under that gorgeous designer suit. Warwick stood in the soft moonlight, undressing as if Avery wasn’t standing next to him desperately trying not to drool everywhere.

Avery reminded himself to breathe, to keep his mouth shut… because the alternative was tackling Warwick to the ground and kissing every uncovered piece of skin he could find. His cock was so hard, it hurt.

When Warwick was finally nude, he pulled off the band holding his hair and flipped it to Avery. “You need to move away—quite a bit, please.”

“Okay, yeah. Back. Got it.” Practically stumbling over his own feet, Avery moved to what he assumed was a safe distance. When Warwick didn’t tell him to keep going, he waited, heart pounding, both excited and nervous.

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