What if he took her back to Dragos with him? There would be no mate waiting for him at home. There were no female dragons left after the war and the plague. What if he not only brought his princess with him to Dragos, but found a queen for his king, mates for all the dragons of his world who had given up hope of ever having a mate?
Ruby
Oooh. What a dream she'd been in the middle of. The tingles between her legs wanted the fulfillment waking up denied her. One thing she was good at was finding a way to get what she wanted. No one could deny her, not even her own mind in her dreams. She'd just slip her hand down and keep the vision of that sexylicious man with the perfect jawline, tattoos, and glowing animalistic eyes in her mind.
Yeah, she was wet, and needy, and this was going to feel so good.
"You want help with that, princess?"
Whoa. Her imagination skills were on point today. That husky whispered voice couldn't have been more real.
"Because I can scent your arousal and if you've been dreaming about Louis, I'm going to have to help you forget all about him."
Uh. That was not in her head. Ruby peeked one eye open and that face, the one that had her so hot was staring right back at her. She closed her eye again tried very hard to remember if she'd gotten drunk last night and brought a hotty home with her. It had been known to happen. She remembered going to Roman to get the money she needed, oh crap, and the vampires dragging her away to kill her. Then things went a little fuzzy. Something about glowing wings, a tea party, the Jabberwocky from Alice and Wonderland, and this guy. A monster who was both a jackass and had saved her.
"Princess, I know you aren't asleep, there's no faking it with me." His demanding tone was shiver worthy.
Sigh. "If I was faking something, you wouldn't have a clue. Men never do. I'm simply trying to figure out if I should scream or let you kiss me."
Kiss her? Where had that come from? Except, she really, really wanted him to do exactly that. Like... she needed him to touch her or she'd go crazy.
"How about if I kiss you and make you scream in pleasure? I assure you, you won't need to fake anything with me." Geez, he was so sexy and growly and she really wanted to take him up on his offer.
As her mind cleared with each passing moment, she remembered what happened. He might have saved her, but it could also be considered kidnapping. "Do I have Stockholm syndrome? Can you get that from drinking drugged organic tea?"
Hotty McKidnapper sighed. "I don't know what that syndrome involves, but the only thing Xion's tea did was knock you out."
Both her eyelids flew open this time. He'd drugged her? Ruby quickly mentally checked over her whole body to see if he'd done anything else. She wasn't in pain anywhere, although there was a weird burn behind her heart. Must be from the drugged tea.
No injuries besides heartburn was one good sign. Not wanting him to react, she very slowly sat up and took in her surroundings.
Her captor sat a good six feet away, propped against a desk. She could have sworn he'd been whispering right in her ear earlier, but he didn't look like he'd moved at all. His pose was so casual that she dropped some of her guard. He didn't look like he wanted to hurt her. Not that she was probably a very good judge of that. "Did we, uh... did you..."
"I would never force myself on a woman." He stood and pounded his fist on the desk. "Nor take her when she was unconscious. I am Dragos, and we are an honorable species."
"Okay, okay." She held out her palms to get him to calm his tits. "It's just there aren't a whole lot of situations where a girl wakes up in some rando guy's bed that bad things didn't go down. Why'd you have to drug me?"
His face went a bit pale and he took a step further away from her. "To sell you."
"What the hell happened to honorable?" Ruby scrambled back on the tiny bed, but this weird little room they were in didn't give her anywhere to go. Her gaze darted from corner to corner. Her kidnapper blocked the only exit. "You stay away from me, or I'll...I'll..."
What? She didn't know karate or jujitsu or anything. The best she could do was challenge him to a spot the knock off designer bag competition.
"Whoa, whoa. Settle down, princess. I'm not going to hurt you. You have reminded me who and what I am. I vow no harm will come to you as long as you are in my keep."
The idea of being a kept by this hunka-hunka burning love had her feeling all kinds of ooey gooey on the insides. Not to mention the zing of tingles low in her belly. She'd never been one for big bad alphaholes. She usually went for the beta dudes that wanted to do her every bidding. None of them ever had her girly bits going bonkers like he did.
None of which he needed to know.
"In your keep? You can't keep me. I'm a free citizen, I--" Crap. She wasn't as free at all. Roman and his vampires ruled the city now and he'd as much told her she was as good as dead. Even if she still had all her stepfather’s money, she wouldn't be able to buy her way out of this one.
"Ah. You've realized your dire situation, haven't you?" The guy turned a small monitor on the desk her way.
One of her favorite gossip news shows was on and her picture was up in the left-hand corner over the sexy reporter's shoulder. Ruby didn't need to hear what the woman said, because a big red international no symbol got slapped over her face and they show cut to some kind of interview with Roman.
Gulp. "Did you mean what you said about no harm coming to me?"
"Yes." No equivocation, no negotiating.
She had no good reason to trust him, except he had saved her from the vampires. He'd also tried to sell her. He'd definitely drugged her. She was back to a whole lot of bad choices and the best of those looked like he wanted to eat her up. Hopefully in the fun way. "What did you need the money for? From selling me, I mean?"
He narrowed his eyes like he was mad, but she got the distinct feeling it wasn't at her. "To get home."
"Where's that? I've never been anywhere but Manhattan. Didn't really see the point. Then the aliens showed up and screwed everything up." Oops. "Sorry. I didn't mean you."
"I understand." His mouth quirked up at the sides. "The vampire warriors came to my planet and changed our world as well. I thought going with them would be a great adventure. Instead I was enslaved to a cruel mistress. You were my ticket off this cold stinking planet."
Whoa. "Enslaved? Like a sex slave?"
That was either really, really bad, or uh... something she'd like to volunteer for. If he was the master. Ack. No. He was her kidnapper. This was Manhattan, not Stockholm.
"How strange your insulated privileged life has been, princess." He crossed the room in two strides and ran his knuckles under her chin. His tattoos glowed like they were on fire when his skin touched hers. "No. Not a sex slave. I am an indentured soldier, although my mistress does partake of my blood. The vampires came to your planet to conquer your people, take your resources, as they do to all they encounter. They colonize and claim the universe for themselves."
Like he was claiming her? Wait... wut? No. That wasn't a thing. That she wanted. Like a lot. It had to be the drugs he'd given her making her brain melt at the mere nearness of him. Maybe if she just kissed him and got it out of her system she could concentrate again.
"But they didn't conquer Earth," she whispered and leaned in closer to him.
His eyes flicked down to her mouth and back up, more of his tattoos glowed like pure fire lit him up from the inside. "Only because they discovered human women are compatible mates. Your Earth is lucky that Roman fell in love with your sister or you humans would be just another victim of the Dracul Empire."
"But if they conquered your planet, why do you want to go back there? You could escape and stay here." With her. It would take a whole lot more than some flirting eyes and an almost kiss to convince a man like this to stay with her. She didn't have any money or the niceties of her former life to keep him coming back for more. She knew better than to think her body would do that.
"You are sweetly naive, and I will hate se
eing you lose that in the real world." He crushed his mouth down on hers and took her in the hottest kiss of her entire life. Like actually literally hot. Her mouth flooded with the spicy flavor of him and she couldn't enough.
Ruby pushed her hands into his hair and everywhere she touched him heated her skin. She felt like her lips and hands were on fire, but a fire that left pure pleasure in its wake. She wanted to touch him everywhere and spread the flames through her entire body. She wanted him more than she'd ever wanted anything else in her life. Including the new Louis Vuitton bag, including the keys to her stepfather’s mansion, including her own freedom.
Ash
Holy stars above. His little princess was taking his fire. Not just taking his fire, but practically begging him with her mouth, her body, her being, to give her the very part of his soul that made him Dragos. He couldn't take it back even if he wanted to. His fire was hers now and he'd found his fated mate.
She moaned into his mouth and pulled him down on top of her, testing the limits of his little cot. He did not want to claim her in this hovel. She should have the finest of everything and he couldn't give her that. Not as long as he was stuck on this planet being a blood slave.
But he couldn't stop, couldn't ever let her go. Not now that he understood she was his one true mate. They were made for each other. "Princess, I swear to you I will find a way to give you everything you've ever wanted."
"I've had everything and none of it ever made me feel the way you do." She wrapped her arms into his hair, but paused moment, staring at her hands. "When did I get tattoos?"
Ash pulled her hand down to stare at the symbols glowing in her skin. He'd never seen anything so beautiful in his life. "Those are my marks, my mate. You've taken my fires and you'll bear my marks so that everyone knows I've claimed you and you are mine. That we belong to each other."
She swallowed hard. "We do? I mean, you're... and I'm..."
Her face dropped and she tucked her chin, doing everything she could to hide her face from him. Shame rolled off of her in waves so strong, they pierced his mind. Was she ashamed of being with him? He was nothing more than a slave after all.
"Don't look away from me mate. Fate has thrown us together and swear I will do my very best to be worthy of you." Ash trembled as he ran his hand along her throat. Everywhere he touched ignited with the blue flame of his inner dragon. She was truly his mate and his dragon roared inside. Scales rippled across his skin and the protective ridges of his hunting form pushed out on his shoulders and arms.
This was as close as he'd come to being able to shift since his vampire mistress had bound her to him. He felt invincible with her in his arms. But he needed to prove he could be a good mate to her. Ash bent his head and kissed the soft skin where her pulse beat, extinguishing the flames leaving their mark.
He'd never known of a mating where one didn't want to be with the other. He also hadn't ever heard of a dragon mating anyone other than another dragon.
Her eyes snapped back up to his, surprised. "You're the one who's super-hot and makes me feel all tingly from a single kiss. I'm the chubby socialite no one wants to be seen with. So just who do you think needs to work on being worthy here?"
"We are quite a pair, princess. Together we will be better than apart. Allow me to claim you now and we will start a new life where we never have to worry about what others care about us."
The worry and shame in her turned to wonder in her eyes and then transformed into a lust that matched his own. "I'd like that."
She wrapped her arms around his neck again and pulled him down for another kiss.
"My mate, you taste so good. I have nothing to give you but my body. It is all I have to show you my prowess. Will you let me give you pleasure? I want to lick and suck you everywhere."
Ash shoved the shirt she wore up to expose the skin of her stomach and her breasts. She wore a harness over them that he did not like one bit. He shifted a single claw and sliced the padded protection away. He could not wait until they were back on Dragos and neither of them had to wear the clothes of Earth.
"Oh God. I should be crying over the way you just shredded my thousand-dollar bra, but that was so hot." She arched her back as he kissed his way up her cleavage. Every place he pressed his lips, his mark spread in a pattern that matched his own.
He sucked a nipple into his mouth, her taste exploded, igniting his senses and making his cock strain against his heavy pants. "Princess, I want to bring you so much pleasure. Take off the rest of your clothes so I can see my mark spreading. I want to trace the lines with my fingers and lips."
His fires inside burst to life and Ash groaned at the thought of touching her hot cunt. The designs on his skin not only covered his arms and chest, but also reached between his legs. Those were the brands his fire made, marking him when his vampire mistress had first pushed her predatory glamour on him and had him coming in his pants as she took his blood.
It was his greatest shame that he couldn't control his fires and had spilled his seed for one who was not his mate. Someday he would have to admit that to her. But after he had put a baby in her soft warm belly.
They scrambled to help each other remove their bottoms and soon Ash had his princess gasping as he stroked her. Her body responded to his every touch, and soon she was begging him to claim her.
"Please, I need you inside of me. I like the foreplay and all, but I'm going to go crazy if you don't take me soon." She spread her legs and wrapped one ankle around his hip.
Was she asking him to claim her face to face? His dragon roared at him to claim her in the way of his people, mount her from behind so all could see how he gave his cock to this woman. They weren't on Dragos and there was no one to witness their union. Still, it was an instinct he could not ignore.
He pulled his fingers from her wet cunt and spread her juices over his cock. The ridges flared to life, sending jolts of lust and need for her body shooting through him. He growled low, his dragon close to the surface. "You are mine now, princess. You wear my mark and I will claim your body."
Ash grabbed her at the hips and flipped her over. Stars, her ass was so ripe and full, perfect for holding on to as he fucked her. He reached around and lifted her to her knees, opening her cunt to him. His fingers found her clit and stroked while he watched his cock push into her inch by inch.
He groaned and had to grit his teeth not to thrust into her roughly. "I want to make you feel good, princess, but I have not done come with my cock inside of a woman before and I feel as though my seed will explode out of me at any moment."
The dragon pushed at him so hard now his scales rippled and the armored plates on his arms and legs pushed out from his skin, matching those on his cock. He slowly slid in and out of her body and with each pass, the ridges flexed and grew.
She panted and groaned out a whole series of unending words. "No way I believe you're a virgin. You're too good at this, and you're too hot for the ladies to have left you alone. You've got some kind of magical penis. What are you doing to my g-spot?"
Ash only half understood what she was saying, but it didn't matter. He needed every cell in his brain to concentrate on making her come before he did. His dragon knew exactly what to do.
Her cunt squeezed him tight, trying to milk him into orgasm, but Ash leaned forward and scraped his fangs across her shoulder and bit her flesh, sending his fire straight into her bloodstream. She cried out to her god and her orgasm raced through her, exploding and taking Ash with her. His hips jerked and the ridges in his cock flared, pulsating until his seed was spent inside of her body.
They collapsed together onto the cot and Ash rolled her to lay across his chest and hold her in his arms. His mind drifted in the hazy afterglow, his dragon reaching out and searching for her mind to share these intense feelings with her. But she wasn't Dracon and...
"Whew, boy. I have hit the good in bed guy jackpot. I've never come so hard in my life. We should patent his dick and turn it into a sex toy. We'll make
a bazillion dollars."
Ash chuckled then froze. Her eyes were closed, her face pressed to his chest, and she hadn't moved her lips.
"Princess?"
She lifted her head, and with a sexy, well-satisfied grin on her face said, "Yes, my Mad Hatter?"
Ruby
If this was Stockholm Syndrome, Ruby was moving to Sweden immediately. But only if Ash was coming with her.
She'd never believed in love at first sight. But that's not what this was, it was love at first kidnapping.
Love. She was absolutely head over heels for this guy... dragon... blood slave.
Ruby sat bolt upright and poked Ash in the chest. "We have to find a way to free you. Like right now."
Ash took her hand and kissed it, then worked his way down to her wrist and followed the path of her new tattoos, uh dragon mate's marks. She stared at them and his lips, distracted for a minute. He made her feel truly beautiful, not because she had on couture clothes, or her eight-hundred-dollar haircut and highlights or wore designer perfume.
It was his love, and the physical manifestation of his claim on her that had her thinking for the first time, that if someone else loved her, maybe she could love herself a bit better too.
"No one escapes. The blood bond can only be broken by the master or mistress or their death. Pretty damn hard to kill an immortal. Slaves are bought and sold. That's it."
"You were going to buy yourself?" That was such a completely foreign concept to her. She couldn't even imagine being owned by someone else. She knew someone in the back of her mind that slavery had been a thing on Earth. It just hadn't ever affected her life. That was her privilege up until now and she needed to change that.
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