Chapter 50: The Hoard

Thane Drogos "Have you ever wanted to ride a dragon?" I asked, wading in the deep water. I noticed how she eyed me, eyes darkening, desire present on her face. "I believe I already have." Evie raised an eyebrow, chewing on her lower lip. I laughed. God, I loved her. "Then how about this—have you ever wanted to be fucked by a dragon on a mountain of gold?" Her mouth dropped open, eyes widening as she put two and two together. "You're taking me to your hoard?" I grinned. "Yes, I am. We have to empty it tomorrow morning, so this will be the last time you can see it." She tilted her head, curiosity forever present in her wide eyes. "But isn't it really deep down there? I'll drown." "No, you won't," I stated confidently. "There's this fascinating thing I can do with my mouth." "There's a lot of things you can do with your mouth," she giggled. I rolled my eyes, teasing, "Evelyn Marie Stanton, get your head out of the gutter and get into the water." Ever the brat, she tossed her