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." Like he'd ever asked for something and had Wetthers tell him it couldn't be done."So, do you like pizza?" He went and poured himself a glass of apple juice."You want some?""I'm more likely to nibble the ingredients as I make it, sir.""Yeah? I love raw peppers, but not onions.My tongue is too wimpy." He kept wandering, gettinga banana to curb his appetite."I like your tongue the way it is," growled D, coming into the kitchen in his robe.He turned bright red, lips sliding over the banana a second before he stopped himself."Morning,D."D purred, arms wrapping around his waist as D nibbled at his neck."Good morning, Pet."Matthew blushed darker, leaning into D's warmth, snuggling."Wetthers is making me pizza.""A pizza?""Yep.Onions, olives, garlic, tomatoes, mushrooms and peppers.He rocks."D shuddered dramatically."Plants and fungus.How delightful."He laughed."Oh, yeah! Cheese, too.Lots of cheese.""I'll pass, thank you.""I didn't offer to make you any, Sir," noted Wetthers with a wink at Matt.A Private Hunger - 101Matt giggled, grinning over at Wetthers, then up at D."You'll have to convince me to share abite.""Oh, but a bite of what, Pet?" D wagged his eyebrows and returned to nibbling his neck, this timethose sharp teeth were in evidence."D! Be good!" Oh, God! Wetthers was right there.Toothy bastard."I'd rather be bad," murmured D."The pizza will be about a half hour, Sir, if you wanted to retire." That was Wetthers way ofsaying  go be horny somewhere I'm not cooking, please.D purred."Come, Pet.I'll do you on the dining room table, and then you can have your pizza inthe drawing room by the fire.""D!" He stood, pushing D out of the kitchen."God, you're so bad! Wetthers was right there!""And I have yet to see the man blush." D let himself be pushed, right up into a wall of the hall."You are.I mean.I'm going to beat you.Hard." The thought made him giggle, grinning up intoD's eyes.D purred."Promises, promises."He popped D's hip, hard enough to make his hand tingle, then backed away."Mm, Pet.Again.""D!" He was going to catch on fire, blushing so hard."Don't tease, Pet." D took a step forward, eyes hot."Tease? I wasn't.I mean I.I just.D!" He took two steps back, cock getting stiff.He saw D's nostril's flare, knew D could smell him.Matthew didn't look away, just took one more step and then broke for the hallway, running as fastas he could.He heard D's roar and then sound of his very own dragon chasing him.Up or down.Up or down.Damn it, hurry.He took the banister down to the basement, figuring hecould hide in the laundry room under the sheets, if nothing else.D came straight for him, just likeD always did.D always seemed to know.Matt kept going, though, only stopping when he tripped over something and went head overheels, slamming into the ground, breath knocked right out of him.Ow.A Private Hunger - 102D growled, hands warm and gentle as he was lifted up and pulled close against the strong body.He let D hold him, resting against his lover as he caught his breath."Oh.Ow.You caught me.""You tripped, Pet, so it doesn't count.This might have been the time you eluded me, yes?"Chuckling and nodding, Matthew reached up and took a kiss."Course, we both like what happensafter you pounce, D.""We do?" D licked at his lips and kissed him, drawing him tight along the warm body."You'reright.We do.""Mm-hmm." He pushed open D's robe, hands moving over smooth shoulders, the strong, muscledback."We do."D purred for him and then picked him up."I promised to make love to you on the dining roomtable.""Oh." He wrapped around his dragon, mouth sliding along D's jaw."Okay.Now?""Yes." D carried him back upstairs, nibbling on his lips."Good." He pushed his hands through D's hair, petting.His lips were tingling, open, aching withthe tiny bites.The dining room table was solid against his back, D leaving his ass hanging out over the bottom.His dragon's mouth took his, devouring him.He gasped, lips opening wide, body shifting on thepolished wood.So hot.D was so hot [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]