When Time Stops: Dragon Shifter Surprise Pregnancy Romance by Anya Nowlan

the way she was just so… right. Her moans mixed with his growls and when he caught sight of the reflection of the two of them again, on their knees, with her hands gripping the leather so tightly that her knuckles were white, his eyes were pure gold and obsidian instead of grey.
    Mine.
    The word struck him just as she unraveled around him, screaming out his name. It was music to his ears and he sucked down on her neck, barely avoiding biting into her, marking her. Like some ancient animal that hadn’t been taught the manners of the modern world.
    She made him want to be savage. She made him want to be that beast that he’d fought with his whole life not to be.
    He rubbed her clit faster, though his touch was gentle, wet with her juices, even as she rode her orgasm. Her pussy contracted around him, begging him for his release and he didn’t fight it anymore. With a roar, he cummed, watching every agonizingly delicious moment of their joint orgasm.
    He loved how she slumped against him. He adored how she whimpered and jerked as he thrust into her once more. And he wanted more of it, all over again.
    “Oh my god,” she whispered, slumping over on her elbows as his grip loosened on her slightly.
    He didn’t want to pull out of her yet. He didn’t want to let go of her yet.
    “Okay, fine! I’ll stay for the night,” she laughed, looking over her shoulder in time to catch his eyes settle on grey once more.
    Maybe he didn’t want to let go of her ever.
    “Good,” he said, the corner of his mouth curling in a smirk before he brushed her sweaty, tangled hair out of her face and then pulled her halfhearted bun loose completely.
    What have I gotten myself into?

Isobel
    I sobel’s mind was reeling as she set down the towel on the fancy beach chair set up next to the pool at the private villa she and Allie commandeered. When she’d gotten back to it that morning, Allie had been nowhere to be found and neither was the mystery man that Isobel had supposedly been kicked out for. There was, however a note on the kitchen counter.
    Don’t hate me, my ass, Isobel thought with a slight snort as she lowered herself gingerly on the chair.
    Her whole body ached a little. Apparently that was what happened when you spent the whole night tangled up in a messy bundle with a completely and incomparably hot French-American businessman. She’d maybe gotten a few hours of sleep tops that night. Aeon had only conked out when dawn hit the large windows of the apartment above the club – tinted, as he had assured her, so no one could peek in – and his arm had tightened around her waist as he pulled her close.
    There in his arms she’d finally fallen asleep for a few hours. It had felt divine and though she’d not had nearly enough of it, she’d woken up more relaxed than she had in years.
    Good sex might do that to a woman, she thought with a wry smile, flicking her sunglasses on her face and trying her best to relax now.
    When she got home, the first thought had been to go and crash in her bed. It took about five minutes to come to the realization that she was far too hopped up about what had happened last night and it still had her body buzzing with excitement. It felt damn good. So she’d decided to work on her tan instead.
    Which, too, was sort of ridiculous, but at least she could go back to her messed up life after this European getaway looking a little less pasty, right?
    After losing her fiancé and her dignity in one fell swoop, she might as well get something for it.
    Shaking her head, she rolled back her shoulders, looking at the reflection off of the clear blue water in the pool. The villa was nice, and nonrefundable. Though she hadn’t discussed it with Joshua, it was pretty clear that they weren’t going to use it together. His parents had told her to go on the trip regardless and when Allie overheard the phone conversation, there was no going back.
    They’d changed the reservations to include Isobel’s friend and