Give us the room.”
“Yes ma’am.” Doon scuttled out.
Dean crossed his arms over his chest. “You want to get me
alone?”
“You’re not yet joined. My understanding is that humans like
their privacy when they bathe. We don’t care about such things. I am trying to
be considerate of your feelings.”
“If you’re in here with me, Princess, then I’m not alone.” She
hated how he made her name a sneer.
“You obviously cannot be unguarded at this point. That would
be ridiculous. If you prefer, I’ll get one of the men to watch over you.”
Dean shook his head, yanking his shirt off his body. “No I
would not prefer that. I’d prefer you vacated Amanda’s body right this
second, then flew into a volcano.”
Princess gripped the wall behind her and hoped it looked as
if she was only lounging. She had seen many naked human males. Dean had only
partially undressed, yet heat traveled through her body at the sight of him.
He appeared so muscular as almost to have been made out of
stone. Years of battle would have done that to him. How did she know that he’d
been in so many wars? Amanda’s memory. Her human part knew quite a lot about this
difficult man.
Aha . It suddenly made sense. Amanda’s teenage self
had desired him. Not in the way a grown woman lusted for a mate but in the
quiet, removed way a young human female liked a much older man who would be
completely forbidden to her. Princess scanned her human’s memories. In their
brief encounter, Dean had only acted like a leader trying to help a young
member of his society. He’d shown no preference for her sexually.
But when he’d looked up and noticed her today, his eyes had
taken in her body very differently. Thanks to being fed regularly, Amanda had
the curves of a woman now.
And her memories of desiring Dean were making things
uncomfortable for Princess.
Dean unzipped his pants and pulled them off, shoving them into
the corner of the room. Someone had shaved his blondish-brown hair so that it grew
barely an inch long. Military style . The humans thought the length of
their hair would make a difference in their battles? It made so little sense. Yet
the length complemented his face, showing off high cheekbones and thick
eyebrows. His strong, straight-edged nose had a scar across the top of it. War
wounds .
His whole body seemed to be covered in scars. All the way
from his neck down his back, even marring his tight ass and the backs of his
calves.
“Did someone take a whip to you? Humans are so barbaric.”
Dragons didn’t do those things to each other.
Dean turned around. He now stood in front of her completely
nude. His penis, long, hard and erect, stood out in front of him. She longed to
reach out her hand and stroke it.
“I’ve been whipped, beaten and burned, all in the protection
of my people. Every scar on my body reminds me never to turn my back on what I
believe in. Stop looking at me.”
She stepped away from the wall. “That is admirable. These
are traits I can understand. You see? When you are not being obtuse, you are an
interesting human.”
Princess turned on the water. At least the movement gave her
something to do with her hands.
“I have no desire to be interesting to you. I really don’t
care one way or another if you understand me. The only thing about you that I
am at all interested in is how I can get you out of her body.”
“Yes.” Princess nodded. Her mouth watered and she couldn’t
keep her eyes off his hard cock. When had she ever been so out of control of
her human body? “But perhaps I can give you another way to be interested in
me.” She let her gaze drop to his manhood. He should know exactly of what she
spoke.
“Don’t flatter yourself. I wouldn’t touch you with a ten-foot
pole. That’s Amanda’s body you’re using. I’m not going to touch it with you in
it. This whole place disgusts me.”
She might have believed him if she didn’t watch him storm
into the stream of water she’d