Double Dragon's Blood

by Kali Willows

  She knelt beside him and whispered into his ear. “I’m not much of a math whiz, but I do have a favorite number.”

  “You do? What is it?”

  “Sixty-nine, of course.”

  “What a coincidence, that’s my favorite, too.”

  Cindy straddled him and lifted his swelling cock to her mouth. She jerked when he licked along her exposed folds and darted his tongue inside her.

  Determined to pleasure him, she fought the erotic distraction and sucked around the ridge of his engorged head, stroking the length of his hard shaft.

  The sudden vibration of his groan against her throbbing pussy intensified her delight.

  “Yong, that feels so good.” She pivoted her hips, in rhythm with his talented mouth. The way he feasted on her was maddening. Her saliva dripped down the length of his cock as she rubbed her palm up and down. Inch by inch, she took him deeper. Gentle, but tight, she gripped his distended flesh then descended on his swollen head with hungry lips.

  Decadent swirls of his talented tongue against her clit made her twitch with elation. The faster and more diligent he was in sucking on her pussy, the deeper she took him, letting his cock slide down her throat, bit by bit. He pumped his hips as she accepted him.

  “Oh,” he moaned. “Cindy, I want inside you.” The pressure of his fingers pushing into her was more than she could bear.

  “Let’s try the hot springs.” She slipped away and then kissed him. “Come with me.”

  “I plan to.” He laughed, and followed her into the glowing pool. The steam rising carried the heady scent of a sugary chalk from the sulfur-based water.

  Hot water splashed over her ankles. “Wow, this is incredible.” She headed down the flight of steps.

  “This is awesome.” He dove in after her in and swam up, capturing her in his arms. “Like a fantasy come true.”

  “How so?” She smoothed back the glistening strands of ebony from his face.

  “I’m in here, with you.”

  “I’m sorry I wasted so much time, we could have—”

  “Shhhh.” He placed his finger on her lips. “No regrets. Life is too short to spend wishing we did something different. We’re here now, that’s what counts.”

  “I almost blew with it you tonight.”

  “No you didn’t.” Yong cradled her face in his palms, with an adoring smile. “I wouldn’t have given up on you.”

  “I gave you good reason to.”

  “You needed time.”

  “You always know the right thing to say.” Mesmerized by the opulence of his eyes, Cindy felt a surge of desire shoot through her core.

  He carried her up the pool steps. The delectable invasion of his tongue intoxicated her. Yong sank down onto a step and settled her on his lap. His hardness against her thigh made her eager to climb on. Her dragon lover reached between them, and rubbed the tip of his cock along the outside of her pussy, tempting her to take him.

  “You want this?”

  “I do.”

  “Then put it inside you.” His feverish kisses grew urgent when she followed his command. Cindy gripped his steely shaft, and then eased down onto him, heated water splashing about them.

  He held her hips, pulling her onto him. His thick cock filling her drove her wild. She braced her knees on either side of him, moving up and down, the friction of him gliding into her, in the water was astounding.

  “You’re so fucking hot.” Grunting with each plunge, his grip tightened on her hips, and their pace increased.

  With shallow pants, Cindy rode him hard and fast. Water splashed and sloshed about them. She rocked in time with his movements underneath her, seeking the elusive peak.

  “Fuck, I—” He stood up with his cock still buried deep inside.

  “Yes, harder, harder.”

  Her dragon swirled around and rested her on the edge of the pool. Standing in front of her on the step, he pounded into her, over and over. The pressure and tempo of his movements intensified. The erotic stinging of her ass scraping against the stone drove her crazy. He devoured her lips, one arm wrapped around her waist. Reaching down, he rubbed her clit in frantic circles, his finger powerful like his plunges.

  Cindy gripped his biceps and pistoned her hips, creating friction in—just—the right spot. “Uh,” she gasped, “Uh, right there, oh Yong, I—I’m gonna....”

  Approaching the edge, Cindy felt herself rise like a white-hot tsunami and then crash down as her body exploded into rolling spasms. She cried out in ecstasy and convulsed against him. He continued to drive himself into her.

  “I felt you come, Cindy. I’m almost there,” he groaned.

  “Yes baby, come for me.” Cindy bit his shoulder as he slammed into her trembling body.

  He pulled back and gazed at her.

  “What is it?” she panted.

  Yong massaged her clit again, his pace slowed. Her thighs twitched with each splendid circle.

  “Again?” she gleamed, still shivering.

  “I want you to come with me.” He worked her tender nub, ’round and ’round. “Oh yeah, I feel you tightening again.”

  “Yong, oh, God, I—I.” Cindy peaked with another eruption of exquisite contractions.

  “Cindy, uh, I—you’re so fucking tight.” He groaned and spasmed into her, again and again.

  They rode their climax together. He captured her mouth and caressed her sensitive nipples. Tremors rushed through her with every stroke of his cock, every sweep of his tongue in her mouth. Resting, buried inside of her, Yong placed his palms on her cheeks and gave her a long, feathery kiss, their breaths mingling.

  “You’re amazing.” He held her close to his chest.

  “Yong?” She pulled back and watched the jade of his eyes.

  “What is it babe?”

  “I—” She stared at him with astonishment.

  “I know, I’m into you, too.” He kissed her forehead and picked her up then stepped out of the pool.

  “Safe, yet romantic.”

  “Considering our talk before, safe, is good right?”

  “Yes.”

  He placed her on her feet, wrapped his jacket around her, and led her to the makeshift bed.

  “Hungry?”

  “For what?”

  “Anything you want.” Yong brought the platter from the table, sat down in front of her, and held up a strawberry.

  She bit into the plump, juicy fruit, reveling in the flavor.

  “I prefer mine dipped in chocolate.” He smiled and held up a solid square of the delectable treat.

  “Hmm, dessert.”

  “But, you haven’t had any dinner yet.” He laughed.

  “Oh, I plan to, right now.” Cindy lifted the bowl of solid chocolate pieces. “Can you—fix this problem for me?”

  “Anything for the lady.” The corners of his sexy mouth lifted, and she handed the candy to him.

  She watched him blow over the top in amazement, the chocolate melted it instantly.

  “Now, that’s what I call service. What a turn on.” She licked her lips.

  “What have you got in mind pretty lady?”

  “I told you, your Adonis Belt drives me wild, I wanna run my tongue along it.” She eased him onto his back. Straddling his hips, she descended on his mouth and captured his heated lips with excitement. The exquisite warmth of his hands ran down the length of her body, sending tremors of excitement rushing through her.

  “You’re so hot.” Grinding against his hips, the intensity of his heated erection rubbing along her thigh drove her wild. “Do dragons stay this hot forever?”

  He shrugged. “If my temper is too hot, or I’m worked up in other ways, but I can pull it back….”

  “Actually, it adds to the thrill.” She kissed him again and climbed off. She took a berry and dipped it into the warm chocolate. Cindy grinned and smothered his chiseled hips with the sticky delicacy.

  A deep, erotic growl escaped his lips and she caught the delirium filling his face. />
  “Yong, your eyes?” She moved up to his face and examined the almond shaped pupils and the glow of jade.

  “Yeah, the dragon thing, you’ve got me riled up.”

  “I’m only getting started.”

  Then, a terrible thought occurred to her and she retreated and stared at him.

  “What is it, Cindy? You look so sad. Did I say something wrong?” Yong sat up and cradled her cheek in his palm.

  “No, it just occurred to me, this is a one night stand, in the truest sense.”

  “What do you mean?”

  “Well, we both signed up for one night only, and Gwen told me you accepted a job in Los Angeles. So, does that mean, after tonight, we’re done?”

  “Before tonight, I would have gladly moved there. But now, finally having you, after all this time, I can’t think of any reason to go, but every reason to stay.”

  Relief washed over her. She eased him back to give him his reward. “Good answer Mr. Li.”

  “Well, I’m glad, because it was the only one I had.”

  Dragon’s Breath

  A 1Night Stand Story

  By

  Kali Willows

  ~DEDICATION~

  To the “King and Queen of Fire,” you are both the spark of insanity and magnificent light in our lives, much love.

  Chapter One

  In answer to your question, Have you ever been in love? I would have to declare, yes, only once. My dilemma is, she doesn’t know. Every night, I protect her from afar. Every day, she confides to me her innermost secrets. I could never love another, but I can by no means have her. At least, not in the traditional happily-ever-after sense. Over the years, I have watched her struggle to find her special someone, and she remains unmatched in character, integrity, and strength. Her beauty is timeless.

  This application comes with a very unorthodox request. I recognize you protect the identity of your clients but this remarkable lady confessed to me she has sought your services for a one-night stand. She fears she will never find devotion, and her heart hardens with every day that passes.

  Madame Evangeline, I request your help to gain temporary relief. For a single night—and it must be in the hours of darkness—I seek to be with the woman I cherish. Even if it means the end of me, those moments with her would be the most fulfilling of my existence.

  Kindest Regards,

  Roark Blackwell

  “I don’t want you to go through with this, Roark. There has to be another way.” His aged mentor leaned across the table, brows knitted. “We need more time.”

  “You have been a wonderful support to me, Gershom, like a father. You took me in when I had no place to go and accepted me as though I was born to your clan. I respect your opinion, but I have to follow my instincts. It’s a once in a lifetime opportunity.”

  “And I consider you my son. But this will be your ruin.”

  “I can’t fight it any longer. I have to follow my heart.”

  “Allow me to consult with our brothers, or to try the other clans in Ireland. Perhaps they would—”

  “Again? After all your travels and inquiries, nothing has changed. We have learned no more than we knew at the start of this nightmare.”

  “That devil woman,” he rumbled. “I wish I could punish her for what she did to you.”

  “No punishment you could have wielded would have trumped what she did to herself. That chapter in my life is long since closed, the cure lost forever.”

  “An evil demon I tell you, hurling herself off a cliff and taking your freedom with her to her grave.”

  “The last words she spoke to me were that she would never let me go, not even in the afterlife. She kept her word.”

  “Why now, Roark, with this young woman? Don’t get me wrong, I’ve grown quite fond of Kaida myself, but why do you covet her so?”

  “I can’t explain the connection. Even in my daytime slumber. I can hear her talking to me; feel her heartbeat, and even the touch of her delicate hand on mine. No other ever impacted me in this way. The pull I feel toward her, is—indescribable.”

  “But you can’t predict what will happen to you, if….” A tear collected at the withered rim of the old man’s eye.

  “It’s a chance I have to take. I can’t go on like this anymore.”

  “But you have to live.” Gershom banged his fist on the table.

  “I can’t call my existence for the last two and a half centuries living. It’s been torture.” Roark wrung his hands in anguish. “Our friendship is something I cherish more than you will ever know, but the companionship I crave can be found in no one’s arms but hers.”

  “I wish we had been resourceful enough to break the curse.” Gershom slumped in his chair.

  “Me, too.” Roark swallowed hard and fiddled with the rounded medal that hung from his neck. “But either way, I need to do this.”

  He picked up his knife and fork and hacked into his raw sirloin in hopes his appetite would appease his saddened friend. The savory aroma of blood filled his nose; his mouth watered.

  “You have become one of our kin. It is difficult for me not to interfere.”

  Roark placed his crimson-drenched cutlery on the edge of his plate. “I have a very important favor to ask of you.”

  “Anything.” Gershom nodded.

  “If I don’t happen to—come back, promise me you will safeguard her?”

  “Of course. Consider it done.”

  “Thank you, my oldest friend.” The tightness in Roark’s chest remained, despite his reassurance.

  “When will you be doing this?” His voice cracked.

  “It has been set for Saturday evening.”

  “Four days. It’s not enough time.” The clan leader shook his head and dragged his fork over his bloody meat.

  “And yet, it feels like an eternity for me,” Roark said. “If there were any other way, I would fight to keep my immortality, believe me.”

  “What’s done is done. You owe me nothing. Your will is your own.” The old man hunched forward with a stern glower. “But, I will mourn your loss for eternity.”

  “Take solace in the knowledge I opened my heart and found the joy I sought my whole lifetime, in her arms.”

  Gershom’s gaze softened. “Who will banter with me in your absence, dear friend?”

  “Our brothers are close by. Young Ephraim enjoys provoking your temper.” He chortled and took a bite of the succulent meat.

  “So be it, enough of this depressive talk.” Gershom devoured a chunk of his own dripping sirloin.

  The distant chime of an alarm clock down the hall brought him to his feet.

  “She’s soon to be on the move again, young Roark. Your lady is a creature of the night herself.”

  “Keeps me busy, that’s for sure.” Anticipation rushed through him.

  “Go now, but be safe.”

  Roark fled through the window.

  ***

  “Kaida, I think you’re being too hard on yourself.”

  “Why? I’ve scared off every guy who has been interested in me.” She grabbed the milk carton and opened it.

  “You have not.”

  She slammed the fridge door and spun around to face him, sending a stream of milk across her arm and onto the kitchen counter.

  “Whoa.” Yong grabbed the hanging towel from the stove. “If they spook that easily, they aren’t worthy of you.” He sopped up the spill on the countertop.

  “You have to say that, because you’re my cousin.” Kaida poured some milk into his tea, placed the carton on the table, and held her arm out for him wipe off.

  “I say it because it’s true. To be a strong, independent woman doesn’t make you a misfit.”

  “No, but being a dragon does.”

  He chewed on his lower lip. “Any woman is bound to lose her temper when she finds her boyfriend in bed with another.”

  She could almost smell the singed hair and charred flesh from that night.

  “It may have be
en a tough lesson in morals for John, but he’s fine now.”

  Kaida glared at him through narrowed slits. “Fine?”

  “The doctor said the scars will fade. You pulled the dragon back before you lost complete control.”

  “I’m sure he’ll forget the gross disfigurement on his arm then.” She sneered.

  “So you got a little excited. You have higher energy than most dragons. Besides, he never should have manhandled you when you tried to leave. The intensity of your anger caught you off guard.”

  “Come on, Yong. I might as well give up on love altogether.”

  “You’ll learn to manage your talents in time.”

  “Male dragons aren’t lined up around the corner waiting for a dragoness, and mortals are too fragile to handle me and my temper.” Cup in hand, she fled to the living room.

  “I’m glad you took my advice and contacted Madame Eve. Maybe a date with no pressure will boost your confidence.” He followed her, the voice she couldn’t escape.

  “Sure, the solution to all my romantic challenges—mindless sex with a stranger I’ll never see again should keep me warm in bed for the rest of my life.”

  “I said it’s a start, not the cure.” Yong approached her. “Not all guys are assholes.”

  “You’re right; the ones who sign up for an evening of anonymous sex are the real keepers.”

  She cringed at the hurt in his eyes. “Shit, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean you.”

  “I know you didn’t. I’m pretty confident me and Tatsu aren’t the only guys who needed the 1Night Stand service because of circumstances that made dating tough.”

  “You both found love. That’s awesome. I’m happy for you. But it doesn’t mean I will have the same experience.” She climbed out the window onto the concrete ledge, craving the cool evening breeze.

  “Not again. You’re gonna get yourself killed out there.”

  “You worry too much, Yong. Why don’t you join me? The view is incredible.”

  “Are you crazy? You’re seven stories up.”