“I do a lot for our local shelter. I walk the dogs. I donate money. I had planned on becoming a vet but I can’t stand the idea of putting an animal to sleep so I’ve decided that maybe the medical field would be better. We try and save people, we don’t put them to sleep. I recently quit my job and have enrolled in medical school.”

He didn’t know what to say. Candy was supposed to be desperate and in need of help. She sounded anything but. He realized he needed to say something. “A doctor… wow… that would take years of hard studying. Before you ask me how I know that, I’ve bedded a doctor or two and a nurse, oh, and a paramedic.”

Candy smacked his chest. “We weren’t supposed to talk about previous conquests, you manwhore.”

Then her whole demeanor changed. She looked away and buried into his chest. “Sorry, I didn’t mean that,” she mumbled.

He squeezed her to him. “I have been going into Sweetwater, Walton Springs and other surrounding towns for many years. It was a necessity. You need to know that. As a male, I have needs and—”

“You don’t need to explain. I understand.”

“I hope you do.” He kissed the top of her head. “Shifters have a high sex drive. We are wired to procreate. There is the stag run and then there are female dragon shifters, I have taken every opportunity that was presented to me but it meant nothing. I can safely say that I have never come so hard as I did just now. I’ve never wanted a female more and I’ve never enjoyed being with someone as much. I’m not just saying that.”

“I know.” She lifted her head and gave him a shy smile. “I feel the same.”

He had to grin. He could feel it wide on his face. They were going to be okay. For the first time he felt it. Really felt it. If she wanted to study he would find a way to make that happen for her. Whatever this female wanted, she would get. Candy was his queen after all.

* * *

Her legs were spread. As wide as they would go. Steam wafted from the surface of the water. Clusters of bubbles drifted aimlessly. Candy choked out a sob. She tried to thrust, causing both of her knees to come up, both legs hung over the sides of the large tub.

Torrent’s tongue was buried deep inside her. Her hands clutched the porcelain edges.

Oh god!

She moaned as the tip of his tongue stabbed into her repeatedly. Her hips rocked and soapy water sloshed over the edge. Candy didn’t give a shit. She was trying not to come. Torrent replaced his tongue with at least two fingers. His mouth suckled on her clit. More water sloshed over the edge.

Oh! Oh!