Bite Me: A Curvy Girl and Dragon Shifter Romance (Dragons Love Curves Book 3)

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She’s stolen a soul… and his heart.
Ky Puru is the best chance anyone has to get the soul of the Golden Dragon Wyvern back. Nothing will stand in his way - not demons, not witches, not even the king of hell himself. There’s only one problem. Jada, the thief, is a succubus...and his true mate.

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Too many demons in the kitchen spoils the soup. Or in this case donuts.
A batch of carbtastic sugary bombs of delicious-ness were sizzling away in the fryer, while Jada dreamed of all the decadent toppings she would put on them.
Chocolate frosting, check.
Maple cream, check.
Rainbow sprinkles. Ew, gross.
Toffee chunks. Yep.
Caramel drizzle, double check.
Some B positive, AB neg, or how about some good ol' O universal? Hells to the no.
That’s what Leon wanted. It was what he always wanted. But, not only for himself. For her too.
Why was her father here in the kitchen of the summer rental harassing her anyway? He didn’t even like sugar, or cooking, or kitchens. He didn’t like an-ything but sex and blood.
The scent of vanilla and cinnamon wafted through the air and smelled almost as good as the humans Jada knew were waiting in the great room.
The rest of her coven were already playing with their prey. Seducing and taunting, testing and tast-ing, picking out the right one to satisfy their darkest urges.
The men and women Leon had lured to the ocean-side mansion were wanting and willing. A night of sexual carousing with the most sensual summer resi-dents of the Cape was enough to tempt these unsus-pecting humans to their doom. That and Leon’s hyp-notic Incubus allure.
Jada could smell their growing arousal already. Its dark, rich, deliciousness sang to her core. Her heart jumped, racing to catch up with the others, a pulsing beat pushed between her legs, her mouth watered.
She wanted to sink her teeth into… a donut. Pure chocolate glaze running down her throat, hot and sweet. She’d take the sugar high over blood lust all day, every day, twice on Sundays.
It was the little lies she told herself that got her through the days and long, long nights.
“Jada, why do you waste your time on these hu-man treats when there are so many delicious humans to be our treats?”
God damn it. A few more minutes and the most perfect batch of her yumtastic feast would be ready. “Go away, Leon.”
He propped himself against the kitchen island and crossed his arms. “Now, now, is that any way to talk to your maker?”
As if he cared how she talked to him. He only cared that her absence from the nightly orgies was sowing discontent amongst the coven.
He could take his fatherly disapproval and shove it up his donut hole.
“I’m not going to your Bacchanalia. Not tonight, not ever again. I’m done with human blood.”
“Yes, yes. You say that every few years.” He cracked his knuckles one by one. “And are you done with the pleasures their flesh brings you too?
Sex.
She’d had enough of it to last most succubae a lifetime, or two, and she was only half demon. But, she wanted more, all the time. That was going to be a hell of a lot harder to give up than the blood.
The kitchen timer dinged, and Jada ignored Leon’s question in favor of flipping over each of the half dozen beautifully browning cake donuts. One by one, she revealed their perfectly fried underbellies, which as soon as they cooled, she would smother in rich chocolate ganache and sprinkle with chocolate chip cookie crumbles.
Three of those and a glass of milk to dunk them in were better than sex.
Almost.

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The Dragons Love Curves series reading order:
Book 1 - Chase Me
Book 1.5 - Sass Me in Milly Taiden's Sassy Ever After Kindleworld
Book 2 - Bite Me
Book 3 - Cage Me
More books to come! Yay!