by Tara Gill
“Hey,” I yelled and tried to roll onto my front, but a huge dragon talon stopped me.
I won’t harm you, he said in a beguiling voice.
“Stop talking to me in my head. Chaining me and …t...touching me like this is not all right. Not without my permission.” I said, fear and anger making my voice strained.
Your permission? It was an incredulous question. Permission seemed to be a foreign concept to the dragon. I think I can get your permission.
He laughed again as if to himself.
His amusement burned.
“You think I’m funny? Well, I think you’re impudent.” I sat up, fury overcoming modesty, fear and even good sense. I pointed a finger at him, pressing into his snout. “If you know what’s good for you, Dragon, you will let me go. I will find a way to end you. You don’t know how resourceful I can be. Set me free, otherwise you are a dead Dragon!”
The dragon didn’t seem fazed by the threat. In fact, he seemed to examine me as if I was something new and entertaining and of the utmost interest. His eyes glittered back at me.
No. If I let you go then I’m a dead dragon, came the wry cryptic reply
I frowned. That made no sense. My gaze fell down. His snout felt so soft. No one would have guessed that his scales were so smooth to the touch. A glimmer of the lightest orange-blue seemed to pass over the scales. I blinked and looked closer. Fascinating.
I peered up at the dragon, absently stroking his snout now. The dragon spoke in riddles and could read my thoughts. His voice was familiar and somehow it felt right to hear him in my mind. I should be scared for my life, yet I felt strangely safe—safe enough to argue with him—even naked and chained at his feet.
And what could he possibly mean by his cryptic statement? He would die without me? I stared at him in some confusion.
Keeping my gaze, he slowly bent—and as I watched hypnotized—wrapped his tongue around my nipple.
My body arched with a gasp. “Gah.” From the top of the head to the tips of my feet, a bolt of electricity fizzled through me. His head gently nudged me back. I went without resistance, seduced by his touch.
“Let me go. You haven’t earned my permission,” I managed feebly, trying to make a show of resistance.
No? Well, what about now?
For a moment, all was still. Then the majestic head reared back, and the dragon roared. It was an exultant roar as if he was declaring something to all the world that he rejoiced in.
I thought I would go deaf. Covering my ears, I curled in a ball on the floor as something ancient in my brain screamed ‘Predator! Predator!’. The floor and walls of the cave shook around me, and I was terrified the roof would fall on us.
A wall of blue fire came out of the dragon’s maw and headed right towards me.
Oh divinity, I thought in the fraction of a second, before the flames engulfed me, I’m going to be a dragon snack.
Chapter Three
I woke up on fire. Like I wasn’t literally on fire, I was actually lying on a fur bed. But my body ached. My lower body was heated and burned for something to fill it. Yearnings I couldn’t express wound through me.
“Ooohh.” I squirmed and pressed my legs together. To my mortification, I realized I was nude and my lower lips were wet. I inspected myself: skin flushed all over and nipples pink and engorged. There was a bite mark next to my left nipple and my mound was bare. All the hair covering it was gone. Shocked, I gazed around me to discover the culprit. Clearly the whole thing hadn’t been a dream. I was still in that cave and my feet were chained.
The last thing I remembered was that dragon breathing fire on me. By now I was sure I would have been a dragon meal.
So why was I still alive and why did I feel so strange?
I tried to get up but found both my wrists had been chained loosely to the stone floor above my head.
“Aaargh,” I yelled in frustration, as I pulled at them.
As I blinked away angry tears, I saw a male making his way over to me. He might be the very largest male I had ever seen. My eyes widened. And perhaps the most beautiful.
His thighs were thick as my waist. He wore loose black pants of a silk material and nothing on top. Tattoos covered his one arm, but he wore no other adornment. I scanned his face. He had deep-set eyes and a ridged forehead, chiselled cheekbones and a beaked nose all betraying his origins. Slitted cat like yellow eyes looked out at me and then changed to amber ones that were less animal-like.
The dragon!
Stunned at his masculine beauty, I fell into the bewitchment of his eyes and was lost. I stilled, and my legs fell slightly apart.
His nose flared as he walked towards me and a curl of heat unfurled through my lower abdomen. I pressed my thighs together again. What was wrong with me? Strange desires seemed to have me in their grasp today.
“Hungry, little one?” The dragon asked as he stood over me. His voice sounded the same in both forms.
Dragons had human and other forms that they could switch between using their unfathomable magic. But his eyes were the same yellow-gold in both forms. Today was the first time I saw a dragon in any form and I didn’t know whether to run for my life or look at him in awe.
The closer he got to me the worst the heat in my belly became. I started to sweat. “What did you do to me?” I panted out.
“Eat. You haven’t had sustenance all day.” He knelt beside me and reached out to rub a strand of my long red hair.
“You tried to kill me,” I accused, remembering the terrifying wall of flame that engulfed me.
“The fire was not to kill you. Rather it served to awaken you. Don’t be distressed, little one. I will take care of you.” His voice was deep and rumbly. It felt just as sexy as when he was in my head.
His dragon fire had awakened me? What did that mean?
As the heat took me more, my mind became less loud and the world became more indistinct. I wanted to hear him talk more, soak in his presence. My body relaxed, and my breathing became slower.
He smiled at me. It looked odd on his face as muscles that appeared rarely used worked together to smile. “Eat.” He fed me from a plate that appeared by his side. Pieces of deliciously grilled meat, bread, cheese, large green grapes and juice that cooled my burning body.
The dragon wouldn’t let me eat by myself. Since I was hungry, I didn’t resist too much when he fed me the choicest morsels on the plate.
His eyes seemed tender and reverent as they ran all over my uncovered body. I lifted my knees and covered my upper body with long red hair. He looked displeased but said nothing. His gaze returned to my eyes and lips as I ate and drank.
After a few mouthfuls, I couldn’t eat anymore as the need got worse. In spite of myself, my eyes wandered to his chest. It was mostly free of hair, but a delicious trail of dark hair made its way down over his flat abdomen into his trousers. My heated mind wandered deliriously, and my mouth watered as I imagined licking him.
He groaned. I looked up at him through lowered lashes and blushed at the hunger there. I was sure my thoughts were transparent on my face.
Look at me, little one, I won’t harm you. There is no need to ever be afraid of me.
“What did you do to me? Why do I feel like this?” I asked again huskily.
“I did nothing that would have harmed you. What I did, you could even call a test. You passed—with flying colors.” He brought another grape to my mouth, but I pushed away his hand saying, “I can’t eat anymore.”
“Hungry for something else?” he said teasingly, stroking the tips of my hair now. His hand was close to my breast.
The light caught his eyes and his dragon gazed through his human eyes. His face was suddenly carved in hungry lines. An illusion of scales appeared over his skin.
It must be a trick of the light. I was mesmerized. I tried to look away but couldn’t. He had short hair as if he had shaved it all away. Only a few day’s growth of hair remained. My fingers ached to rub it. I bit my lip. I felt so peculiar. By all rig
hts I should have died when that dragon tried to fry me, but it was as if it started a fire in my body that I had no idea how to appease. And it was only growing stronger.
Panting, I closed my eyes and tried to concentrate. All the magic here was messing with me and I couldn’t think clearly. I bent over, clutching my abdomen as it cramped painfully. “Dragon, I am burning up,” I bit out. “Do something.”
“Drekk, call me Drekk,” he rumbled. The plate vanished from beside me and he stood.
“Drekk, then. You tell me you’ve tested me. And I passed the test. Don’t I get a reward for that?” My voice was seductive. I needed him too much to think of right and wrong. The ache had crossed over from want to need. Somehow, I knew he could ease the ache. He had caused it, so in fact it could be argued that it was his duty to alleviate it.
So far, the dragon hadn’t tried to harm me—much—and had fed me. I didn’t think he meant me ill; although his cryptic answers were giving me a headache.
Leaning back, I pushed my hair back from my face. Arching up, I ran my hands over my body, lightly running fingers over my flushed chest. I couldn’t believe I was being so brazen. I would have blushed more if that was possible.
My nipples were tightly furled and even a brush of my finger felt so sensitive. My eyes closed. Mmm, it felt so good when I touched it like that. But somehow, I knew there was a better way to caress my nipples. Suck it? Overwrought I decided Drekk needed to suck them.
“Yes, you deserve a reward,” his laughing voice said. “And I will give it to you now.” His voice was closer than I expected, and I flinched to find him naked beside me.
Drekk had removed his pants. and his erection was pointing straight at my face. My breathing quickened, and my heart pounded. He was long and heavy, maybe even the thickness of my wrist. I had seen male parts during the course of spying on my marks, of course, but not a member as large as his and never so close.
Since Drekk seemed to intend to use his male part on me, maybe I should have been alarmed, but my body reacted differently. It clenched, hungry to be filled by him. My mouth watered as I focused on the drop of semi-clear liquid forming at the tip of his male organ. I licked my lips.
A male groan broke through the air. Drekk’s hand tightened viciously around the head of his erection, strangling it. He was holding himself tight with a tortured look on his face.
“Ah, don’t gaze upon me like that, I might not last the night,” he groaned.
Flushing, I looked down. The next instant, he fell upon me. Soft firm male lips pressed against mine repeatedly—a firm touch that gentled me. The ferocious need that had built in me lessened and became sweet yearning. My body unconsciously adjusted to his weight as if welcoming it, though he was really heavy. He anchored me, preventing me from flying away. His hardness pressed between my legs and I rubbed against it.
Ugh. I was losing my mind, my behaviour completely wanton.
I turned away from his kiss. Undaunted, he kissed my cheek, neck and reached my breasts. His hands meanwhile were exploring my body and had reached the apex of my thighs. His finger touched my bud lightly, experimentally and I exploded.
No one had told me my woman’s pleasure would be so breath-taking and forceful. I was flung among the stars and broken into small pieces spread across the wide universe, body convulsing repeatedly. I was remade by pleasure into someone totally different.
Warm hands soothed me as I shuddered again and again. Eventually I half-opened my eyes and stared at Drekk in awe. My body trembled finely. My throat was raw from screaming. Drekk knelt next to me, a flame burning within his eyes. He fed me water, stroking my hair with long fingers. “Do I have your leave to do more, little one? Your body needs me,” he said in in a throaty voice.
I nodded feverishly. In fact, if he didn’t do more, I was liable to attack him right here. Although I didn’t know how successful I’d be.
I tried to recall what I knew of dragons. Immensely feared and respected, they kept to themselves and were beyond the petty intrigues of other lesser creatures. Immortal but few in number they were spread far and wide across the realms. They all hoarded vast amounts of treasure. They were rumoured to be wise yet cunning, and enjoyed a joke. Beyond all treasures, the Dragonheart of all dragons, a stone held within their breasts that contained their magical essence was revered.
As for their mating habits I didn’t know much. Unlike some shifters who had fated mates, dragons had none. They were all male and I had never heard of a dragon family or a baby dragon. Maybe as they were deathless, they didn’t need to breed and just were.
A sly rumbling male laugh, echoed in my head.
No need to attack me, little thief. I am yours. It is my privilege to care for every need of your body. I will assuage your heat.
This powerful scary dragon was mine?!
I said breathlessly, “I have a few questions, Dragon. Answer me those first.”
His expression softened into affection and even a hint of admiration. “I am surprised that you can hold on so long. Tell me of your questions but do not take long. I need to take care of you.”
He was right. My body had become alien to me. Something dormant had awakened. Three and a score was when most magical creatures matured fully and were ready to mate. Some species even went into heat or in rut in that year—but I had never heard of any member of my family undergoing anything like that. I wished again that my mother was alive for me to ask questions.
“Dragon…erm Drekk. How are you here in Goblinhaeme?”
“I have been here for millennia, little one. My very long existence had become monotonous without anyone to share it with. Hence in the tradition of dragons I had decided to Sleep as a cure for the ennui of the ages. Here I would be safe from being disturbed and could protect myself against hunters and scavengers. I constructed spells to wake me in case of unanticipated events and let myself slumber.” He kept stroking my arm.
Oh divinity. He had slept for millennia. How old was he?
“If you were Sleeping, what are you doing awake now? And how am I here?”
“I had set spells to awaken me in case any strong magic was performed in my vicinity. Yesterday a weighty spell was performed in the caves above. However I sensed that the instigators were gone and the spell wasn’t directed at me. But at midnight, I sensed you.” He bent to kiss me. “And after that I had no choice but to wake.”
Drekk peppered playful kisses all over my face. I giggled, charmed in spite of myself.
He smiled at me tenderly and took my mouth. This kiss was a conquering kiss. His lips forced mine apart and his tongue speared into my mouth. He tasted of fire and smoke. His tongue duelled with mine in an attempt to get closer. Driven by growing passion, I twined my arms around his neck. His legs separated my restless ones and he lifted one leg over his hip to make space for himself.
We broke apart for breathing.
“No choice, little one. I had no choice,” he panted as he placed open-mouthed biting kisses over my neck and breasts. My smell and proximity seemed to inflame him. He inhaled deeply at my neck and I arched as he bestowed a sucking kiss there.
He gently bit on my nipple with the edge of his teeth. My entire body was ravaged by biting kisses. My toes and fingers sucked and nibbled on. When he finished exploring my front, he turned me around and kissed and licked all over my posterior.
Drekk seemed to be a bit obsessed with my backside. He squeezed my cheeks and kneaded them. He bit and sucked all over and in general spent a lot of time on my butt.
“Do you like this, little one?” he asked, biting again deep enough to leave a mark.
“Uh-huh,” I managed. His hands at my hips kept me from moving.
He licked the back of my thighs and knees. As I muttered and moaned unintelligibly, Drekk lifted me so that I knelt before him. My upper body and head were on the furs, my hands chained in front of me. He squeezed and caressed my backside but did not touch the part of me aching the most for him.
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p; “I must know, little one. Give me your assent so I can take you,” he said in a guttural voice.
“Yes,” I almost yelled. “Do you want me to beg? Yes, please take me.”
“Are you mine then? I can only take you if you give yourself to me?” he said his voice now sly.
Tricky dragon!
In a way wasn’t this what I had wished for? I had wanted to not be alone anymore, to know passion, to know love. While this wasn’t love, it was definitely extreme levels of passion. All I had to do was say the word. If anything, while the dragon held all the power, he was holding himself back at great cost to ensure I was on board even when I was more or less delirious with desire.
Whatever this meant I would deal with it later. Besides, I trusted that Drekk didn’t mean to hurt me.
“For now, I’m yours and it you don’t take me now, I’ll bite you,” I threatened.
He chuckled, his voice strained. Thank you, little one. Always remember you gave yourself to me today. You are mine now and no one else will ever have you.
Hands wound in my hair, Drekk pulled my head back and to the side. His teeth sank into my neck breaking through the skin. I cried out. His tongue licked at the bite and gently soothed me, his lips placing little kisses around it.
Part your legs, Lena.
Spreading my thighs with his knees, he entered me with his finger and moved back and forth. My hips jerked, and all my focus went to where he was touching me. I was embarrassed at the view he had. My thighs spread wide with his knee placed in between, his finger parting my lower lips and moving inside of me where no one had touched me.
You are so small here.
I have never done this before. I thought to him, suddenly nervous.
I know, Lena. Do not fear, I will take care of you.
Another finger entered me. It was not painful, but I could feel him stretching me. Juices dripped down my thighs, easing his way and I realized I was rearing my hips back to meet the movement of his fingers. I blushed to be so wanton.
Don’t be embarrassed. You are beautiful and a passionate creature. Indeed, I am lucky to be the recipient of your passions, little thief.