The Dragon's Mail Order Mate: A Paranormal Menage Romance (12 page)

“I’ve always wanted a cute bicycle,” she told him. “I was thinking that I should get one until I can actually go get my driver’s license.”

“Well, then you’re in luck,” he said with a grin on his lips. “You get to pick from any of the bicycles in there and it’s yours. I know the owner and I did some work for him a few years ago.”

“What kind of work?” she asked him, thinking that this was the most suspicious thing Will had ever said around her.

“Computer work,” he said with a shrug. “I updated his system at home and for his business. It saved him five to ten thousand dollars, so I’ve been holding out on this favor until the right moment. I think that right now is definitely the right moment.”

She turned around and looked at Will. He was getting her a gift on their first date and it wasn’t flowers or chocolates. She loved that. She leaned in and kissed him on the cheek. She was glad she wore the one sundress she owned and not something clumsy or clunky. As they walked into the shop, she couldn’t help but feel like a child in a candy shop. They spent hours walking past bike after bike, looking at what made them better and what made them different from all the other bikes that were in the area.

Eventually, she found the bike she wanted. It was an older looking style, but it was made that year, freshly painted in the cutest pink she had ever seen and it screamed her name. Even Will agreed this was the bike for her. When the owner got it down, she walked it out onto the sidewalk and sat on the seat, smiling at the feeling of it underneath her. She wanted to go take it for a ride.

“I can’t believe you got this for me,” she said, looking at him somberly for a moment, knowing that as great as this was, it wasn’t going to sway her mind from Mike. She leaned in and kissed him again, but this time, she pressed her lips to his and tenderly held them there. “Thank you so much,” she whispered.

“You’re welcome,” he exhaled, his breath fluttering and full of life. “Let me grab my bag out of the car and I’ll borrow one of the bikes they have here for the day.”

“We’re going bike riding?” she asked, feeling like she was impossibly excited for this.

It was something she almost felt mildly ashamed of being so excited for, but as Will grabbed a duffel bag out of his car and slung it over his back, they headed down the road and he continued his tour of the beautiful world that was San Francisco. She loved everything he knew about the city and it was obvious he was as much in love with this place as it was worthy of being loved. She marveled at it and all the wonders it offered them. She could spend her entire life in this city and she was willing to do whatever he wanted to keep exploring the city.

They stopped and tasted ice cream, enjoyed an IPA from a local brewery, got a bit of lunch from a food truck, and eventually, they ended up in a park where she was certain the world was truly born from this Garden of Eden. There was something about it that just captivated her and made her believe that there was truly magic in the world. How could she not when she was sitting here, looking at all of this beauty? She noticed it was next to something that looked like a great outdoor theater and her heart began to grow with anticipation as he set down the duffel bag and slowly began to unpack it.

There was a checkered blanket, a picnic basket, and even candles he had brought for them. They sat down in the shade of a tree and watched as people slowly began to arrive and sit on the lawn in front of them, spreading out their own blankets and taking up much of the space, but they were all far enough apart that they could actually have some privacy while they waited for the show.

It was hard for her to follow the play and after an hour of talking with Will, and whispering while they giggled about jokes he told, she couldn’t help but feel like she didn’t care about any of this anymore. In fact, all she really cared about was Will. She looked at him and couldn’t help but stare at his charming face. When he was outside of his work uniform, he was actually quite handsome. His style needed some help, but that was something anyone could learn. If that was his biggest fault then she was in the clear. She didn’t need to worry about him or anything else as she looked ahead at what this might be like.

It was in that moment that she really saw the difference between Mike and Will. As far as longevity was concerned, she saw herself being much happier with Will. There was a passion and an animal quality Mike had, but that was something she knew wouldn’t last. Eventually, they would stagnate and sure, the sex would probably still be great, but there would be no true adventure there. Sure, Will was tame compared to Mike, but this was just as adventurous to her. She enjoyed an evening eating spreads on baguettes and watching Shakespeare in the park as much has she loved dancing. She knew she could easily teach Will the love and wonder of dancing and the key to it was just not to care about what other people thought about you. She knew that in no time, Will would be a fun dancing partner and that there was a future in that.

The only thing that bothered her was that she was fairly certain that if Will was not a virgin, then he definitely hadn’t been out of the virgin world very often. He had the look and carried himself with such reverence toward her that seemed so unfounded and so unreal that he was almost on the line of being intimidated by her. That was something she wasn’t excited about. That was something that made her very nervous.

As much as she hated to confess to it, she was a lover of sex and everything she did for her body and her personality was built to ensure she had a fantastic time fucking someone and that was where Will was definitely scaring her. In fact, she was wondering if tonight he was going to bother trying to have sex with her at all. She looked at him as he watched the play and he turned to look at her, smiling sweetly at her. She was attracted to him and she was more than willing to go for it, but she was worried he wasn’t. She was worried there was something inside of him that was going to convince him that the noble or chivalrous thing to do would be to part ways with a kiss and a handshake, or something ridiculous along those lines.

She smiled back at him and knew she wasn’t going to let him off that easily.

They headed back after the play was over and the sun was sinking into the bay. She found herself sad this was going to be where they called it the end of the night. She wanted to go out dancing or go get a drink with him. She wanted to sit in some dark, dimly lit place and listen to more of his fascinating stories. She wanted to know more about him and she wanted a chance to flirt more with him. She was too captivated by his personality and not enough by his flirting. Maybe that was the rub. The fact was that Will didn’t seem to really flirt.

He was a like a well trained army, conquering with the sheer power of his personality and not needing the playful tactics of flirting to make people love him. She wasn’t sure if that saddened her or if she found that hotter. Either way, when they made it back to the bike shop, they left them with the owner who would have the bike delivered later and hopped into the car. She sat down next to him and felt a bit of sadness inside of her. She wondered if he was going to pull the same stupid trick that Mike had last night and just let her go to bed by herself. Heck, she would take a quiet evening, sitting in bed together, talking about life over just going there alone. She was more into fucking him until the sun came up, but she was willing to take company in any form that she could. In fact, she could genuinely see herself enjoying sitting up with him all night long, talking until they passed out in each other’s arms.

“Will,” she said as he pulled out from their parking spot and into the softly flowing traffic. “Have you ever had sex before?” she asked him.

She could see him blush immediately and she liked that response, at least it was genuine and honest. He didn’t have to say anything and there was nothing for him to be ashamed of. There were plenty of people who went through life and never had a chance to have sex until the moment presented itself. There were all kinds of shy people, but Will didn’t seem shy. He seemed like he was a victim of picking the wrong people and just ending up getting hurt and abused by them. That was something that she could understand and that she could respect.

“I love sex,” she told him after a moment. “I’m sure it sounds slutty, but I’ve had a fair amount of sex in my life. I mean, not with a whole bunch of different men, but the guys I date, I love to fuck. It’s probably the most important aspect of a relationship to me.”

She put her hand on his thigh and she could feel it tensing nervously in response to her. She watched as his chest softly heaved up and down, trying his hardest to keep his nerves and his worries hidden underneath all of his calm exterior. She knew he was anything but calm, and that was good. He couldn’t be calm. He should be excited and ready for life.

“I mean, what’s more intimate and vulnerable than baring it all with someone, putting it out on the line for them,” she said leaning closer to him and letting her hand slide gently into the inside of his thigh.

She knew he was trying his hardest to keep his focus on the road. She liked that. She liked the danger in him, his hesitancy and his willpower to keep from telling her to stop. He wanted this and that was all she needed to know. If he really didn’t want her, then he would have said so ages ago. He would have thrown her back into her seat and told her that this was wrong and dangerous. She smiled and ran her hand through his hair, smiling and giggling at the reactions she was getting out of him.

“Don’t get me wrong, all those other things are important, but some things are more important than other things to me, you know?”

“Yeah,” he swallowed hard and nervously.

She was surprised by this reaction and she hadn’t actually anticipated it. She expected him to fight for some misguided feminist and chivalrous right that she didn’t care about. As her hand slipped higher on his thigh, she could feel his cock getting harder and harder. Good, so long as he wasn’t too nervous, he wouldn’t go limp. She knew men had problems with getting inside their own heads. She knew they would get lost in there and that there was no way out of that labyrinth once they went limp. It was the dangers of those freshly brought over from the virgin world.

She gave his cock a squeeze and was pleased with what she felt. It wasn’t disappointing or something he should even be hiding. It was a good size and it was thick, the kind that women loved to have inside of them. She looked at him and smiled, releasing his cock and gently gliding her hand up to his belt and unbuckling it with just one hand.

“What are you doing?” he asked her nervously and she smiled at his hesitancy and his fear. It was cute that he was so afraid of this. She was going to guide him through all the debauchery that they were going to commit tonight and he was going to love every second of it.

Last night, Mike had definitely had his way with her, but tonight, she was going to have her way with Will. She was going to get everything out of him that he could possibly give her and she was going to make him powerful. He had given her such an amazing day, this was going to be the gift she was going to give him. She was going to liberate him from the fears and the terrors that were paralyzing him and maybe she would see just what kind of potential he had for the future.

His eyes darted down nervously as she unzipped his pants and slipped her hand under his underwear and hunted down his cock. She was assertive and aggressive, not giving him the chance to get squeamish and chicken out of what they were going to do. There was no way out of this.

“This is dangerous,” he said finally.

“Just keep your eyes on the road,” she said softly into his ear, nibbling on his earlobe playfully and smiling at him. “Just keep calm, Will. Just keep calm and enjoy the ride.”

She looked at his cock and she was pleased with what she saw. There was something about his cock that told her that it was just right. Sure, Mike’s cock had been long and it had been used very well, but there was something about the right size that always made a girl weak and hot. She was definitely weak and hot right now. It was about half an hour until they were home and she was going to take advantage of that. Leaning her head into his lap, she licked the tip of his cock and smiled at the reaction she got from him. He was more than eager and excited for what was happening and she was going to give him the night of his life. As she licked the head of his cock, she took him into her mouth, wrapping her lips around his shaft and working him as he drove nervously.

He didn’t hold back on the noises that were coming out of him and they were hot, they were like repressed grunts and hisses that he was trying his hardest not to escape him. She found it hot. She had always loved the noises that came out of people when they fucked. It was the primal language of everything. Everything liked to get fucked good and she was always pleased when she heard men letting their minds slip into that trance and their bodies vocalize the pleasure that was going through them. She liked that. She liked it a lot. She wanted to hear him more.

So she worked his cock, taking him as deep as she could and licking his shaft, playing with his balls, and teasing the tip of his cock. She continued to work him until she could feel his balls clenching and his whole body began to tighten up, going rigid as he leaned back his head and let out a guttural moan that was so hot that Oksana thought she might be getting wet just from the sounds that he was making. God, she wanted him inside of her.

Again, she took his load and swallowed, not wanting to spit it out or be crass like that. There was nothing more horrifying than a woman spitting out your load. She wanted to make him feel comfortable and safe, so she took him deep and let him unleash everything that he had—and he had a lot. Swallowing it, she wiped her lips with a napkin she found in the glove box and smiled at him.