by H. C. Brown
“You did what was necessary to protect your people, Lumos.” Luka squeezed Lumos’s arm. “They would have not stopped until they killed you. Better dead than under the control of the Magus.”
“Then I will go and rescue their mates.” Lumos met Luka’s gaze. “We will take an army and get Tonat out of Fullmount, too.”
“Once a mate is dead, Lumos, the fire dies from the female’s eyes. There is no way of telling which females to rescue.” Axim frowned.
“It is a very noble gesture, son, but Tonat made his choice. If you went with an army, likely he will refuse to leave. We could lose many young Dragonfae to save one Darksider.” Luka sighed. “Whatever you decide I will stand by you, Lumos, but I beg you to consider your mate’s moonfire first. While you are away, I will question those who recover from the potion, and see if there is a way to save Tonat and any females imprisoned by the Magus.”
“And if there is, I will handle the rescue. Tonat is one of my subjects and you have your own realm.” Axim smiled grimly. “I have rooms made ready for you. Go and get ready for tonight’s feast. Have no fear—we will all make sure your realm is safe in your absence. Enjoy some solitude with Thalia. In three day’s you must present your queen to the people of Drakka.”
Chapter Seven
Later that evening, Thalia followed Lumos into the bedchamber. The door swung shut behind them. The low hum of chatter from the feast in the Great Hall died away. Alone at last, she quivered in anticipation at the thought of having Lumos deep inside her. She smiled inwardly. To think, three months ago, she would have run in fear at the notion of being alone with him, and now her desire burned for his touch. The opulence of the room faded into insignificance against the sight of the delicious man standing beside her.
No male could ever compare to Lumos in her eyes. His magnificent chiseled body and intensely handsome features still filled her with awe. Not in her wildest dreams would she have imagined that a man as wonderful as him could want her. The moment she met his smoldering gaze, a burst of love speared through her. The intensity of Lumos’s emotions astounded her. Goddess, he is nervous too.
“You look a million miles away, butterfly. If you believe your knowledge of dark magyck and its seductive powers makes a difference to me, then have no fear. I have always known you had the ability to harness the dark power if necessary. I saw your ability with the Lutwych Hag and the spiders. Nevertheless, you controlled the magyck without my guidance. You have the protection of Cymbeline, butterfly, and you will never cause death.” Lumos inclined his head. “Although, I fear something else troubles you. Are you worried about the moonfire?” He turned to slide the lock across the door.
Wetting her lips, she smiled. “Not as long as you are with me.” She swallowed. “I know what’s going to happen. Do you really believe your magyck has made me a virgin again?” She bit her bottom lip. “The … the first time … was very painful.”
“It is possible—but you must trust me. I promise not to cause you pain.” Lumos lifted her chin and licked a path across her bottom lip. “I understand you do not know what will happen during moonfire, sweetness.” Lumos pulled her into his arms. “In truth, I only know what I have heard. Moonfire is very intense and we will be lost in a world of erotic desire for some days.” He nuzzled her neck. “I want to be gentle, but the craving to have you becomes more urgent by the second.”
The light in the room faded into twilight. Cool air brushed her back. Her nipples grazed against the solid strength of Lumos’s chest. His warm, seductive scent filled her nostrils. I am naked. She caught the amused look in his eyes. Her mate had used magyck to undress them. She wanted to say something and he captured her mouth in a soft kiss and speared his hot tongue into her, exploring, caressing. She met each stroke, delirious at the taste of him.
Wanting more of his intoxicating saliva, she caught his probing delight between her teeth, and suckled. The sweet cinnamon flavor of him overflowed into her mouth, shattering her senses. The enthralling Dragonfae’s aphrodisiac saliva suffused her with erotic bliss, her vision blurred, and tendrils of heat curled around her clit. She melted into his embrace. His kiss demanded, branded. As he slid his delicious lips across her mouth, he speared his long fingers through her hair, grasping her head, holding her still while he feasted on her.
Passion seared through her. She twisted against him, dragging her aching nipples across his hot chest. Lumos’s hard cock pressed into her belly, the tip sticky with moisture against her fevered skin. She gripped his shoulders, scraping her nails across the taut flesh. Groaning, Lumos pulled his mouth away, and searched her face with a troubled expression.
She smiled at him. “I want you, Lumos—now and forever.”
“If we rush before you are ready, I fear I may hurt you.” Lumos frowned. “In fact, I should not have used my glamour to take your ass before. It was a selfish act.”
She suppressed a giggle. “You did not hurt me. In truth, I have wondered why you have never repeated such pleasurable lovemaking.” She went up on her toes and licked a path across his lips. “I often crave the delicious sensation of your cock in my ass.”
“You do?”
“Aye, as I have craved you deep inside my pussy for some time now.” She nibbled at his flat nipple. “I love you and know only joy will come from our mating.”
He lifted her into his strong arms and carried her to the bed. The cool sheets pressed against her skin and her head sank into the soft pillow. He stood there gazing down at her as if memorizing every inch of her body. She trembled under his scrutiny. Gods, she had waited so long for this moment and now uncertainty plagued her.
He looks at me with such love as if nothing that went before matters. Such a noble man to take a broken, troubled girl and then make me complete again.
The Nightdragon filled her mind. “You complete us… Your strength and trust makes us humble in your presence.”
Lumos’s handsome face held an expression of pure lust. He slowly lowered himself onto the bed beside her and a shiver of anticipation had her skin prickling with goose bumps. As the Dragonfae’s head lowered to capture a nipple, his long, silken hair caressed her flesh. Blue magyck crackled around them. Goddess. His alluring scent rose like a haze around her, bathing her in security. Her hips undulated. “Lumos… Gods, I need you inside me.”
“Soon.” Lumos flicked the hard tip of her breast. “As soon as we have mated, we will be able to mindspeak. Then I will know what I can do to please you.”
She moaned and rubbed one leg against his hip. “You are pleasing me now, Lumos.”
He skimmed his sharp fangs over her sensitive nipple. She cried out, the amazing sensation too much to bear. He circled her belly with his long fingers then moved them slowly to rest them on her mound.
Gods, how much longer is he going to make me wait? I am losing my mind.
Lumos lifted his head and smiled. “You taste like sunshine.” His little butterfly was impatient. Aye, he could roll on top of her, spread her thighs, and sink deep within her inviting heat—she would let him, and he would be no better than the man who had misused her. He wanted Thalia to remember his lovemaking. He slipped his fingers into her slick pussy. Her muscles tensed and she pushed her soaking mound against his hand.
So hot.
So wet.
He stroked her until her sharp fingernails pierced his skin. Chuckling at her insistent moans, he found and circled the taut little nub. The small bead swelled under his caress and her folds became slick and slippery. He wanted to taste her and bury his face in her delicious scent, but his pleasure must wait. Instead, he bent to savor her full, pouty mouth, damp and swollen from his kisses. Gods, she tasted so damn good. When Thalia parted her soft lips, and suckled on his tongue again, Lady’s blood, he thought he would go mad with such erotic delights. Nothing had prepared him for the explosion of desire surging through his shaft or for the size his cock had swollen to in the past few minutes.
He lifted his head from pa
radise and grasped her hips. “Roll on top of me. I want you to ride me … nice and slow.”
“Ride you? I do not know how.” Her eyes grew wide. “Show me what I must do to please you.”
He spread her knees across his hips then drew her down to lay against his chest. He gazed into her eyes. “This way I can please you, sweetness. I can kiss you, or suckle your beautiful nipples.” He stroked her back, then slid his hands down to her buttocks and squeezed. “When you are ready, you can slide onto my cock, nice and easy. You are in complete control, butterfly. I will never hurt you.”
Thalia’s face flushed, her green eyes barely visible for the flames dancing within. Her pale, golden skin glistened with sweat and the gold in her hair reflected in the moonlight streaming through the window.
He allowed his attention to travel over her beautiful body, to lock in the memory of this first mating. Her long, slender neck bore his mark, and her full breasts had swollen from his caresses, the nipples hard like sweet cherries. He could not hold back a long moan of pleasure. Gods, he wanted to lick all over her soft skin and taste every inch of her. Her sweet, feminine scent called to him, demanding he mate her. Inside, the Nightdragon stirred, urging him to complete the mating. “Mine.”
Spread out naked and so exposed over Lumos’s hips, Thalia drew a shuddering breath. His thick shaft slid between her folds, the tip nudged against her throbbing clit. She gasped and rubbed against the delicious hardness of him. Tingles of pleasure roared down her legs. Her womb clenched, the moisture seeping from her coated her thighs. If this was any indication of the moonfire, gods, how could she survive so much pleasure? Pressing her palms on Lumos’s chest, she stared into his hooded gaze. “I will go mad if you do not help me to do this, Lumos.”
“So beautiful… Gods, I love you, my sweet butterfly.” Lumos lifted her as if she weighed nothing and positioned his cock at her entrance. He rolled his hips allowing the head to nestle inside her swollen channel. “When you are ready for me, drop down nice and slow. Take me inside of you, butterfly.”
So big, the bulbous head of Lumos’s cock pierced into her. She gasped, suddenly afraid and gripped Lumos’s shoulders. She stared into her lover’s eyes and saw the passion-laced desperation in those green depths. She wanted him so much. Drawing a deep breath, she lowered her body, and slid down Lumos’s shaft. Pulses of delicious sensations rolled over her with every inch, spreading, spearing her with intense heat. Lumos cupped her bottom, supporting her with his large hands. She could see the worry, the need, etched into his face.
“I fear you are a virgin again, my love.” Lumos sighed. “One quick thrust will break your barrier, if you will allow me? I will not continue if there is pain … I promise.” He smiled. “Although this time your maidenhead will never return and from then on, I will only give you pleasure.”
Goddess, could any pain come with so much pleasure? “I want you so much. Make me yours, Lumos.”
With a thrust of his hips, Lumos pushed his heavy rod deep inside her. She gasped and the next second—gods, he filled her completely then stilled.
So thick.
So hot.
He cupped her face, his eyes filled with compassion. Inside her, he remained perfectly still as if allowing her to become familiar with the size of him. No pain spoilt his delicious stretching and wonderful pressure against sensitive nerve endings. A wave of delightful sensations gripped her pussy. Flames licked her clit and curled into her belly. Her channel pulsed, bright lights flashed before her eyes, and she tumbled into a shattering orgasm. Then Lumos moved, his cock sliding in and out, raking over her sensitive flesh and extending her climax into rolls of erotic euphoria.
The emotion streaming from Lumos flooded her mind in a wave of love so tender that tears stung her eyes. Dear Lady, her sweet Dragonfae had bared his soul to shower her with affection. She smiled. Lumos had saved her, brought her back from the pits of hell, and she loved him more than life.
Somewhere in the shimmers of awareness, she heard Lumos chuckle. The wonderful man thrust into her, driving her again into uncontrollable lust. The Fae’s strong arms pulled her toward him, his hot, wet mouth clamping on her neck. He bit hard, and the rush of his aphrodisiac saliva deep inside her veins sent her tumbling into another earth-shattering conclusion.
“You are so tight, I am in ecstasy.” Lumos rocked his hips, thrusting up into her wet heat.
Deep inside her, his cock expanded thick, and long. A tremble went through her lover, and he filled her with his liquid heat, spurting in long, hot pulses. In that second, his voice echoed in her mind.
“I love you, my sweet butterfly. You are mine, now and forever.”
* * * *
After three days of incredible passion, Thalia stood on the palace steps with Lumos at her side. Before them in the crowded streets, the people of Drakka cheered, welcoming their new queen. Unlike anything she had witnessed before, they stood wings open, their faces beaming with smiles. At a motion from Lumos, the crowd fell silent. She turned to look at her mate, although words were no longer necessary to convey the love they held for each other. The three magnificent days of moonfire had only strengthened their bond. This morning, their lovemaking had been deliciously languid and her pussy still tingled from the rasp of his tongue. His deep love cherished and sustained her. At last, all fear of the past had vanished. During the last few days, she had flowered into a confident woman in his arms.
“People of Drakka, may I present my queen, Thalia.” Lumos smiled broadly and inclined his head toward her.
Rather than cheering, the Faeries fluttered their wings in a silent tribute. She opened her wings and fluttered them in reply. A sigh of wonder rippled through the crowd at the sight of her golden wings. She lifted her chin and their eyes locked. Immediately, their mind bond flared and they became one.
Lumos gave her a slow smile and drew her into his strong arms. “I told you they would accept you.”
She bit her bottom lip. “But what will they do when they discover I am a Nomag witch?”
“They will love you as I do. You may have been a Nomag witch at one time, butterfly, but now you are a Dragonfae queen … and you belong to me.”
The End
Author Biography
H.C. Brown is a multi-published, bestselling, award-winning author of Historical, Paranormal, Sci-Fi, Fantasy, BDSM, Time Travel, Action Adventure, and Contemporary Romance.
In 2015, she was delighted to be named Luminosity Publishing’s Bestselling Author of 2014.
In 2015, Highlander in the Mist was placed 3rd in Historical and Rock ‘n’ Leather was placed 3rd GLBT in the Easychair Bookshop Competition.
In 2011, she was delighted to receive nominations in three categories in the 2011 CAPA Awards: Favorite Author, Best GLBT Romance, and Best Science Fiction Romance.
She was nominated for Best Historical M/M in the 2013, Goodreads Book of Year Awards.
H.C writes about strong alpha male heroes and girl next door heroines in complex settings, and all her stories have happy endings.
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