Free Island of Dragons by Lindsey Owens Page B

yanked at his bulging muscular arms trying to free the boy.
    Diesel slowly turned his head and eyed the human before him. She was cute in a vulnerable ignorant way. “Go back to bed.” He said slowly.
    “Let the boy go ,” she demanded.
    No, he was not about to obey her, but the dominant tone in her voice was a turn on to him, and he liked it. Smirking slightly, Diesel grunted as he pushed the boy hard against the wall once again then let him drop to the floor. “Get out.” He snapped.
    “What the heck is wrong with you?” She questioned as she scrambled forward.
    Diesel caught her in his arms before she could get to the boy and pulled her close. “He’ll be fine, he shouldn’t have intruded.” He purred.
    It had not taken more than a few seconds for the boy to come to his senses and scramble out of the room.
    Diesel directed Miley back to the bed and held her in his arms while he curled down into the bed. “I like you.” He purred into her ear. He was so close it sent shivers down her spine.
    Miley frowned. She liked him too, but it was not like anything between them would happen, she was his prisoner and he had to protect her from ever man on the island. Instead of saying, what she really wanted to Miley snorted, “It’s strange how a prisoner can invite such an emotion in you.”
    “Ha.” Diesel chuckled. “If you would tell me the answer to my questions then you probably wouldn’t be considered a threat any longer, but you know you will never go back home…” He reminded her.
    “If I answered your questions you’d be done with me and probably kill me!” She grunted. Miley knew that would not happen but she felt the urge to push the envelope.
    “Right, well if you want to be treated like a prisoner then I’ll treat you like a prisoner… ,” he growled then something in him changed. It was like Diesel was struggling with an inner voice and he smirked, “better yet...”
    That unnerved her and Miley struggled to push away from him. Instead of getting far, Diesel’s grip tightened on her and he rolled her over and perched himself over top of her.
    Miley’s eyes widened but she was not afraid. She was excited. Diesel had never shown much dominance laced with interest in her before and the lust was wafting off him in waves. His violet eyes sparked, shimmering through the darkness, “What are you going to do bad boy?” she teased. As soon as the words left her mouth, Miley slapped her hand over top her lips and stared up at Diesel wide eyed. She could not believe she had just said that.
    Diesel smirked. “You are so beautiful. So…” he dragged out as he leaned down and began to suckle her sensitive skin “tempting.” He purred.
    Miley shuttered and gulped. For some reason she knew this day would come. The tension between them had been growing and she desperately wanted it to develop.
    Something once again snapped inside the man and Diesel grunted as he pushed himself up and away from Miley almost as if he had flown backward. “We will talk in the morning.” He said quickly yanking on his jeans. Diesel had elected to sleep in his boxers after the second day when he must have figured Miley was comfortable enough with him around.
    “Cain and Derek are outside if you need anything.” He almost whispered.
    Miley could not quite grasp what had just happened. She had practically invited him to have sex with her and he just took off. Was there something wrong with her?

Chapter 25
    Miley had been wallowing so much in her own self-pity since Diesel had practically stormed out; that she barely slept a wink. When the sun finally began to rise, Miley pulled herself from bed. She did not feel like getting dressed. She did not feel like taking a shower, which she happily learned about days ago. Instead, she slowly dragged herself into the living room and curled up in a blanket sulking.
    Miley puffed out a breath. She could not stand it sitting around here any longer. She was going to go and find