Drakon's Knight by N. J. Walters

Author:N. J. Walters [Walters, N. J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Dragons & Mythical Creatures Fantasy; Epic Fantasy; Fantasy Adventure Fiction; Action & Adventure Fantasy; Myth & Legend Fantasy eBooks; Paranormal & Urban Fantasy; Werewolf & Shifter Romance; Mates; Shifter Romance; Enemies to Lovers; Fated Mates; Amnesia; N.J. Walters; Drakon; Single-title Romance; Amara; Dragons; N.J. Walters; Entangled; Adventure; Mystery; Fantasy; Paranormal; PNR; Paranormal Romance; Series Romance
Amazon: B07QZMKQP3
Publisher: Entangled: Amara
Published: 2019-05-30T23:01:53+00:00

Chapter Twelve

This was the height of stupidity. It was one thing to kiss Karina when she didn’t remember who she was and quite another to do it when they were both aware of her checkered and dangerous past.

But Jericho couldn’t stop himself. Walking into the bedroom and seeing her sitting there with her eyes closed and pain etched on her face had been too much for him to bear.

He wanted to comfort her, to know what she remembered about her past, what she was thinking, and why she hated his kind.

In short, he wanted to know everything.

Seeing her distressed aggravated both man and dragon. Still, when she’d said her life was a mess, he hadn’t been able to keep from laughing. That was the understatement of the century. When her mouth had twitched, and she’d smiled, he lost it.

He had to kiss her. The pull to touch her was greater than his self-preservation.

Their lips met, and she let out a little hum of pleasure that had his dick standing at attention. He laid his hand gently against the side of her face, wanting to stroke her soft skin.

When she released a sigh of pleasure, he took advantage and slipped his tongue inside. And she welcomed him, teasing and tormenting, playing sensual games that had his body clenching in anticipation.

Her lips were soft, her mouth warm and inviting. He shouldn’t be doing this. She’d had an enormous shock, was probably very emotional. But he couldn’t stop, was greedy for more.

She speared her fingers through his hair, grazing her nails over his scalp. The caress curled his toes in his steel-toed boots. He went down on his knees and moved between her spread thighs until they were chest to chest. Wrapping one big hand around the back of her head, he held her in place while he kissed her as though his life depended on it.

And it just might.

Karina didn’t shrink from his passion but met it with a desperation that gave him pause. He forced himself to end the kiss. “What are we doing?” he muttered.

“Kissing.” She dropped several on his forehead and cheek. “I thought it was obvious.”

Damned if she didn’t make him smile again. “You must be feeling mixed up, emotional.” He stopped talking when she jerked back and glared at him. Best to quit before he dug himself an even deeper hole.

“This again. Haven’t we had this conversation?” Her tone was crisp, her words clipped. “You think I’m so emotional, so weak I’d fall into a man’s arms so he can take care of me?”

“Hell, no.” He’d never met a woman who seemed to need a man less than she did. “But you have to be confused and conflicted after regaining your memories.”

She drew herself up straight, looking regal and in control, which wasn’t easy with her hair mussed and her lips swollen and damp.

She looked like a queen, and he was the damn supplicant kneeling at her feet with his hands on the mattress on either side of her.

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