The Dragon's Mail Order Mate: A Paranormal Menage Romance (11 page)

But the sex had been incredible and that had been so important to her, in fact, that had been the most important aspect of the date to her. That had been crucial and she hadn’t been willing to do anything about him without an amazing sexual experience. To her, sex was the foundation of any relationship. When people came together, it was primarily because they wanted to fuck each other, regardless of whether it was their mind that was attractive, their beliefs, their soul, or their body, people wanted to fuck each other. If the fucking wasn’t good, then there was nothing that was going to happen in any other aspect of the relationship. She felt the steam wafting from the shower and she threw back the curtain, stepping into it and letting the heat splatter against her and she absorbed it ravenously. She was eager for the heat.

She watched as his cum was washed away from her body, leaving her clean as she rubbed the soap all over her naked form. She rinsed and let the whole process take place since she was fairly certain they wouldn’t be doing anything else for the night, which was a shame. The one thing that kept running through her mind as she stood in the shower, soaking up the warmth and the experience, letting the whole thing settle inside of her, was the idea that they were expecting Will to be able to compete with that and right now, she knew that there was no way he was ever going to be able to compete.

Mike’s date had been fun and though it had been short, it was explosive, passionate, and fiery. There was nothing about any of those things she didn’t like or didn’t want from a relationship with her mate. She wanted all of those things and right now, she knew that Will wasn’t going to be able to deliver that to her. She knew he was going to be more sensitive and more kind to her and that it wouldn’t be nearly as fun or powerful or passionate. In fact, she was certain she was probably going to be bored for a huge chunk of the experience.

She leaned her head against the wall and smiled at the memories she had just made in the living room and the dining room. She wanted more of it and she wanted to have those experiences with Mike for the rest of her life. She let out a sigh and felt her fingers brushing against her clit, teasing her as she tried to picture him up against her, sweaty and begging for more that she was going to happily give him. She wasn’t going to stop and she wasn’t going to falter for him. That was something she was going to be more than willing to give him for the rest of his days. She was ready for that.

Opening her eyes, she smiled and turned off the water in the shower, letting the cool night settle over her as she stood in the warm little cocoon of the enclosed shower. She didn’t want to leave it and go back to her cold bed alone. She didn’t like the idea of sleeping alone, not after that fantastic night. Any other date that she had experienced would have been there with her in the bed, or waiting for her when she got out of the shower. She wanted that. She wanted the fairytale romance waiting for her when she got out.

Throwing open the curtain, she stepped out in to the steamy air, pleased it wasn’t that cold and wrapped herself in a towel and looked at the foggy mirror in front of her. There was something incredibly satisfying about all of this, regardless of the faults that she could pinpoint. She stared at her reflection as she wiped the fog away from the mirror and grinned at herself.

She didn’t need another date. She knew she wanted Mike more than anything else in the world. It was too bad for Will. There was never really a chance for him after he lost that coin toss. Mike had just been too good for her. It was all over now.

Chapter Five

The morning came much faster than Oksana was ready for. When she opened her eyes, she realized she had actually been exhausted from the night before and that not long after her shower, she had fallen asleep. She remembered drying off and coming back to her room, letting the towel fall from her body and climbing under the sheet, feeling the unwelcoming cold of the room and the world around her. She didn’t like it. She didn’t like how this was the way she was going to end such an amazing night and such a wonderful experience with Mike.

As she lay there, the soft light of morning streaming in through her windows, she couldn’t help but think about Mike, wondering what it was he had thought about last night or what he was doing right now. Was he lying in bed, dreaming about her body, dreaming about taking her fiercely again, or feeling her soft lips pressing against his? She was, and she didn’t think she would stop thinking about it all day long. She was completely captivated by him and smitten beyond words. She wanted every aspect of him and all that he could offer her, and more. There was a power inside of him that was calling to her.

That was something she wasn’t going to be able to deny. That was the truth that was calling to her all night long as she dreamed of him ramming his cock into her and icy lips kissing her nipples and clit. There was no escaping the feelings she had right now and she knew she was going to have to go down stairs and talk to Mike and Will.

If they were awake right now, then they were going to listen to the cold hard truth that she didn’t think she was going to be able to go on the date with Will—at least not right now. That seemed like the most foolish choice she could actually make. She was worried she was going to be tainted by everything Mike had done to her. How could she possibly forget all the wonderful and pleasurable things he had brought to her? That sex was easily the best sex she had ever had in her life and she wasn’t going to forget that just because Will was a nice guy. There was no getting away from it. There was no escaping the web of Mike. So, she was going to just have to tell them the truth. She was going to have to tell them she was overcome with the feeling deep inside of her and she needed more time to distance herself from Mike before she made that decision or gave Will a chance.

Throwing the sheet off, she stood naked in the room and stretched, still feeling the tingling legs of little sensual spiders running all across her skin. It was the warm feeling deep inside of her that she had just been laid and it had been a particularly wonderful experience. She wasn’t about to give any of that up. She wanted it again and wondered how taboo it would be to sneak over to Mike’s room right now and try to get another quick fuck in before she went out with Will.

She figured it was going to probably be against the rules and devastate Will if she was already showing this much favoritism. God, she needed to get it under control. She needed to try and hide the fact that she was consumed by Mike. She didn’t want Will to be so devastated by it. She knew that he was a sweet guy and losing to Mike would probably ruin his heart forever, but there was no helping it. He should have gone first and brought a really great A Game, because Mike definitely had. She looked at her reflection in the vanity mirror and approached it. She took her pill and smiled, grateful she wouldn’t be getting pregnant just yet. How horrible would that be? It would ruin their relationships forever if she wound up pregnant after all of this.

Part of her wanted to just go downstairs right now naked and have a bowl of cereal with fresh fruit cut up in it, but she knew it was probably a bad idea to get a reputation in the neighborhood already for being the house with the sexy nudist. So, she walked to her wardrobe and pulled out a pair of yoga pants and a simple shirt. She covered up the best she could right now and opened her door, walking down the hallway silently.

Will’s door was already open, probably because he was already on his way to do something incredibly romantic, like build an exact copy of the Eiffel Tower for her. However, Mike’s door was closed, as it always was, and she couldn’t help but sneak up to it and gently press her ear against it. She knew it was a dangerous game she was playing, but she was more than willing to play it. She wanted to see Mike and she wanted to at least kiss him and thank him for the wonderful night. As she stood outside the door, she wondered if he was thinking about her right now or touching himself while he thought about her. She knew she definitely had last night in the shower. She wanted him in there, touching her while she was trying to cleanse herself of the dirty, wonderful, sensual time that she had experienced with him.

Realizing that waiting for him outside his door and pining for him wasn’t going to do her any good, she headed down the stairs and glanced back one last time at his closed door and felt her heart sag with her shoulders. She missed him and she wanted him to come out and play. Where was he right now?

Halfway down the stairs, she realized she was struck by some incredible smell she had not noticed until this moment, but it was now impossible for her to miss it. As she took the steps slowly, she wondered what it was that Will had done for her. Wait, why did it have to be Will? Maybe Mike got up early and made breakfast. That was something he could totally do. She didn’t want to keep picking favorites when it came to them. She could make an objective decision.

Maybe.

At the bottom of the stairs, she looked at the dining room table where she had been ravaged and taken for everything she was worth. It was different now, covered in a plate with muffins that looked like they were banana nut and poppy seed muffins. She smiled at the sight of a fresh fruit salad waiting for her next to a clear pitcher of juice that looked as inviting as anything she had ever seen before. She grinned at the sight of it and walked into the kitchen, wondering who had done this for her.

She realized she probably shouldn’t have been surprised at the sight of Will quickly making mini quiches and pushing them into the oven. The place looked as immaculate as it had been before he’d come in here and started cooking up a storm. He was one of those amazing people who had the ability to clean and cook at the same time, a skill that was lost on Oksana. She was a miserable cook and she was okay at cleaning, but there was no way she could ever do both of them at the same time.

“Good morning,” he called to her with a familiar, friendly voice that she fondly remembered from the day before.

He had a bubbly personality. He was also the kind of man who fought to the bitter end and kept on fighting until there was nothing left to give. As she looked at him, he looked up and smiled at her, his bright eyes brimming with hope and wonder. She realized there was probably nothing inside of those eyes that could even begin to fathom what she’d been through last night and how much she had truly loved it.

From where he was sitting, it was a new day and that meant there was a new chance. His optimistic personality gave up a smile on his face that was truly tragic to her. There was no way she could easily do this to him. She couldn’t devastate and hurt him like this. There was no way she could be that cruel to him. Part of her wanted to tell him there was no hope and put a bullet in him to let it die as quickly as possible, but that was something he would never accept.

Will was going to forge ahead and grit against the pain until there was truly no hope left and that would only come at the end of the night when there was nothing left to say but that she’d had a lovely time, but that she was probably going to go with Mike. That would be the final blow to him and that would be the most devastating moment in her life. He was too sweet of a man to do this to.

So, she decided to do the honorable thing and give the man a chance. Who was she to take that away from him? He deserved his valiant effort and she knew it would be fun, no matter what happened. She would be able to look back on this day and say there were at least a few experiences she had taken away and would remember fondly. Plus, she didn’t want to lose him over this. She liked Will and saw them being very good friends for the rest of their lives. She knew she would love to have movie nights with him or go out on the town with him and Mike both. She just knew if she killed his hopes now, there would be no way of ever getting that moment in the future with him and the thought of it killed her. So she was going to give him every opportunity that he deserved.

“I hope you’re hungry,” he said with a beaming smile.

She met his smile and nodded eagerly. Truthfully, she was starving. The only thing she had in her system right now was Mike, some vodka cocktails, and a mouthful of water from the shower she’d accidentally swallowed. She looked at him and walked toward the table. It all looked so incredible that she wasn’t sure where to start.

“I was hoping that the late night would keep you in bed a little longer,” Will said with a friendly cheerfulness in his voice.

She blamed her inability to sleep on the jet lag. It had been torture for her to get back on the right schedule since she’d landed. She’d tried to adapt herself to the change in Ukraine, but it was next to impossible. The time differences were so insanely different.

“Couldn’t sleep,” she said as she sat down and grabbed one of the warm muffins. They were hot and fresh, that much she could tell. She liked the feeling of them, so fluffy and warm. “Is Mike here?” she asked, trying to be nonchalant about it.

Whether he was jealous about the question or not, Will didn’t show it. In fact, he just checked the quiches and shook his head. “He left this morning,” Will said.

She was glad his back was turned to her because she could feel her whole body slump for a moment before she adjusted and corrected her posture. She was fine, a perfect façade, when he turned back around and looked at her.

“Yesterday, Mike could've had the whole day with you, but he only wanted the night. Apparently, he had a pretty great night last night. He was all smiles and grins when he left. Gave me a bit of a tease too before he headed out. I got worried for a minute.”

“Did you?” she asked him, finding that odd.

If he was worried about all of this, then what was keeping him going? What was the little snowflake inside of him that was going to build to an enormous avalanche? She smiled at the sight of him and was truly impressed by his willingness to persevere, even when the going was definitely going to get rough.

“Oh yeah,” Will said with a heavy sigh. It was like there was a burden on his heart that he couldn’t quite get a grip on. She looked at him and then saw he was great at either overcoming it or stuffing it deep, deep down inside of himself. She liked that about him, either way. “But, I think that I’ve got him beat and I’m sure of it.”

“Really?” Oksana asked, genuinely surprised by that. “What’s the plan then?”

“Well,” Will said, joining her at the dining room table he was clearly oblivious about being soiled and marked by their ferocious sexual experience last night.

She watched him as he sat across from her, staring at her with such intensity and such love that she truly felt unworthy of it. It was unnerving to see someone that infatuated with her, that truly blown away by her. She felt like she was genuinely an angel in his presence. It made her nervous and it made her feel like she was inevitably going to be a major disappointment.

“You’re just going to have to come along and find out along the way.”

“Sounds like a plan,” she said with a smile as she bit into her muffin.

Everything was perfect for breakfast and there wasn’t a thing she would want to change about it. As she looked at him, she noticed he was enjoying the moment more than she had ever seen anyone enjoying a single moment in her entire life. There was something magical about the presence he brought to everything, an injection of life and lighthearted fun. She laughed and joked with him, listening to his stories he told.  She found she was learning a ton from him just over breakfast, but it wasn’t like it was a checklist or that there were things that she was missing from it. In fact, all she could think of was that she wanted to know more and more about him.

Like, the fact that he had gone to India in his youth and walked all the way to France before getting enough money together to head back to America. She would never have guessed that about him. The fact that he had done it alone as well, with only himself to put his trust in was amazing, too. To her surprise, she was confused by the confession that he never told this much to other women before. He told her he was more of a listener, but with her, he felt like talking all the time. She laughed at that. God, she loved listening to his stories and his conversations were always full of humor and depth. It was like she was constantly finding out more about him and more about herself along the way.

But, breakfast eventually ended and they loaded up into his car. He took her out of the house and she felt the twitch of excitement inside of her that she hadn’t felt when she was with Mike. This was actually going to be an exciting and adventurous time with him. He was some kind of wizard, that much she was certain of, because he could make her feel enchanted anywhere they went. All along the way, they talked and he would tell her about the city of San Francisco. When she would say that she wanted to go somewhere or to see something in the city, he promised they would go, and soon. He told her about other places she should visit and put on her list, whether he was with her or not. There was that selfless flavor through everything he said and she loved it.

Eventually, they came to a store that seemed to be their final destination. As she hopped out of the car and looked at the business, she was thrilled to see it was a bicycle shop. She walked across the sidewalk and looked in the window at the dozens of different models of bicycles and styles that she’d never even seen before. It was all so magnificent and exciting that she couldn’t help but laugh in wonder as Will stuffed his hands in his pockets and blushed at her enjoyment. She hugged him and laughed.