All Chapters of A Baby for the Dragon: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Chapter Twenty-OneIt wasn’t more than that, even if it felt like it was. I watched Spencer move back over to the dresser, pulling out another pair of sweatpants and slipping them up his narrow hips. He turned back to look at me, giving me a heated look that made my whole body feel warm. “Come on, I’ll show you to the bathroom.” He turned away from me and moved to the bedroom door.I stood, setting the clothing onto the bed as I pulled the sheet off and wrapped it around myself. Picking up the clothes, I clutched them to my chest as I moved to follow him. My head was too full of thoughts, but at least I could get cleaned up and have breakfast before leaving. Following Spencer out of the bedroom, I couldn’t help but take him in. His back was all muscle and hard lines, just like the rest of him. There were scratches on his shoulders and back. I lifted my hand, looking down at my nails. They weren’t sharp, but maybe later I would trim them just to be safe.The scratches didn’t seem to

Chapter Twenty-Three“Yes to both. Just a splash of creamer, though.” I nodded, grabbing the silver sugar jar and opening it up. Scoping out some of the white crystals, I dumped them into the cup before stirring it with the spoon. I put the lid back onto the canister and pushed it back into place. Turning towards the fridge, I opened the door and grabbed the bottle of French vanilla creamer. Opening it, I added some to her coffee. Watching the pale color bloom across the dark surface before I took it over to my mate. I sat the mug down beside her plate before turning away and making myself a cup of strong black coffee. Taking a sip, I made my way to sit down beside Andreena. “So, um, did you have any plans today?” She asked, picking up a piece of bacon and taking a bite. “Just some work stuff, but I’ve already got that started.” I said, sitting my mug down picking up my fork. Stabbing into my eggs, I started to eat them. Trying to concentrate on the food in front of me and not the

Chapter Twenty-Five“Spencer.” I cried out, bucking my hips to try to shake him off of me. It was useless and he tightened his fingers, stretching my body tighter. I went still feeling the hard press of his erection against my ass. “I love the way you say my name.” His legs shifted so that he was straddling my bottom and he moved his hand down the side of my arms. I whimpered as goosebumps rose along my skin at the softness of his touch. His fingers grazed the side of my breast and then lower, over my ribs.“So soft, I want to spend all day touching you. Have you tied to my bed so I can take my time finding out every little thing that makes you whimper and moan for me.” He rumbled his hand moving down to the hem of my shirt. Pushing it up and out of his way, he rubbed his palm flat against my skin. Trying to touch every part of me that he could.I moaned at his touch even when I didn’t want to. It felt so good to have him touching me like this. Warmth bloomed in the pit of my belly a

Chapter Twenty-Seven“Spencer, please touch me.” I begged and he chuckled in my ear his teeth scrapping against the side of my neck. Gold flecked along my vision. “What is it you need, sweet Andreena? Tell me.”I needed him to touch me. I was so close to coming, but the angle left me exposed without any friction against my clit and I needed it to come. It was hard for me to say it, so instead I just begged him again. “Please, Spencer.”“You want me to touch you? Then you need to tell me where.” He tightened his fingers over my throat and I tensed, trying to take in a breath. His other hand moved down to my belly. “I’m touching you right now.”“Please, I, I-“ “Move my hand where you want it.” He growled, fucking himself into me. I grabbed Spencer’s hand, moving it down my body until his fingers reached the apex of my thighs. He tugged at the hair covering my sex and I shook in his arms. “Please.”“Is this where you need me, sweet girl?” He asked, shifting his hips so that he hit som

Chapter Twenty-NineYet, it was what I found myself longing for. I wanted him to take care of me, for my main concern to be taking care of his wants and needs. That wasn’t something I had ever had before. I’d always worked so hard for everything I had, for anything that I wanted. My marriage, the wedding, our home. Trying to have a baby. It didn’t feel like that with Spencer, it didn’t feel like a job with him. It didn’t feel like work it just felt strangely easy. Even now, while he was kind of kidnapping me in a way. It felt like I was where I was supposed to be.The water turned off and I leaned up onto my elbows, looking at the doorway. Spencer came into the room, he held a washcloth in his hands. He came over to me, looking down my body. The way that he looked at me made my heart skip a beat. It was filled with longing and lust, like he wanted every part of me. “Let me take care of you.” He said, the words were phrased like a question, but I knew that they were anything but. I