Blood of the Dragon: BBW Paranormal Romance (Her Dragon's Bane Series Book 2)

by Raines, Harmony

  Table of Contents

  Copyright

  Chapter One - Serena

  Chapter Two - Connor

  Chapter Three - Serena

  Chapter Four - Connor

  Chapter Five - Serena

  Chapter Six - Connor

  Chapter Seven - Serena

  Chapter Eight - Zoah

  Chapter Nine - Serena

  Chapter Ten - Connor

  Chapter Eleven - Serena

  Chapter Twelve - Connor

  Chapter Thirteen - Serena

  Chapter Fourteen - Connor

  Chapter Fifteen - Serena

  Chapter Sixteen - Connor

  Chapter Seventeen - Serena

  Chapter Eighteen - Connor

  Chapter Nineteen - Serena

  Chapter Twenty - Serena

  Other Books By Harmony Raines

  Blood of the Dragon

  Her Dragon’s Bane Series

  (Book Two)

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  Note from the author: My books are written, produced and edited in the UK where spellings and word usage can vary from U.S. English. The use of quotes in dialogue and other punctuation can also differ.

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  All rights reserved. This book, or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner without the express written consent of the author or publisher.

  This is a work of fiction and is intended for mature audiences only. All characters within are eighteen years of age or older. Names, places, businesses, characters and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, actual events or places is purely coincidental.

  © 2014 Harmony Raines

  Silver Moon Erotica

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  Chapter One - Serena

  Connor stood waiting for her as she opened the door. Behind her, all Serena’s belongings were packed ready for her to leave. Hope, her most precious possession sat meowing, complaining at being shut in. Serena knew Hope wanted to go out and play in the garden, just as she had done yesterday. But that carefree time had passed like a dream. Now she had to deal with the reality of her choice.

  In her chest her heart thumped so hard she thought he would hear it. What if this all went wrong?

  She felt powerless, a feeling that had followed her all her life. Stupid really, because she was about to make a choice, a thing she had always been deprived of. Perhaps if that had been different she would feel more confident she was making the right one now.

  Squeezing her hand tightly shut, the vial dug painfully into her palm. Such a small thing, that would change her life for ever.

  “You’re ready to leave?” Connor asked, glancing behind her, seeing her bags. He turned his gaze on her, blank and expressionless, all his love for her smothered.

  She shook her head. “Not quite yet,” she said, feeling the enormity of everything that had happened pushing down on her, but she had to carry on with her plan. “There’s something I have to do first.”

  “What?” he said, hope, or was it suspicion, in his voice. She no longer knew.

  “Connor, when I came to you, I didn’t know what you were like. I didn’t know you were ... human.”

  “I’m not human. If I were I would have left you on that island. I’ve seen enough of men to know what they are capable of. If you have something to say, Serena, say it. But please don’t tell me more lies.” His voice was hard, it had been suspicion in his eyes, he was closing himself off from her.

  She withdrew her hand from her pocket, the vial hidden in her tight fist. It would be all too easy to let him drink this, to put an end to the need to explain her actions. However, Serena had never known easy, and this didn’t seem to be the time to change that fact.

  “I promised you the truth, Connor. In return will you promise to hear me out, to allow me to explain.”

  He nodded slightly, folding his arms in front of his chest, putting a barrier between them. Was she strong enough to penetrate it? Were his feelings for her strong enough to let her try?

  She sighed, trying to find the best place to start. Not an easy thing when she considered her whole life had led her to this point. Looking back Samuel had controlled her life from such a young age through his power over her mother. The food on their table, the electric in the meter, all of it controlled. On a whim he would explode into their apartment and take what he wanted.

  Since before she could read she had learned the sound of his footsteps on the stairs leading to their apartment. Learned to cower, covering Charlotte’s body with her own to shield her from his blows. But Connor didn’t want her whole sorry life story, it meant nothing to him what her childhood had been.

  Perhaps action would be the best way forward. Moving to his side, she took his hand in hers, and despite at first resisting her, he allowed her to pull his arm away from his chest, and open his hand. On his palm she placed the vial of blue liquid, and then looked to his face, searching for his reaction.

  “What is it?” he asked, looking at the vial, holding it up to the light.

  “I’m not sure. Not exactly. I was told to come here and mate with you, to conceive your child. Then after five days passed I had to pour this into your drink.” She pointed at the vial which was now in danger of being crushed in his fist.

  “And then?” he asked through gritted teeth.

  She shrugged, her voice a whisper as she continued. “He never said. But I believe it renders you incapable of thinking for yourself. They said it captures your soul, but I don’t believe that.”

  “Oh?”

  “Well how can it?”

  He looked at her strangely, his mind elsewhere. Looking far into the distance she had the eerie feeling he was trawling through a thousand years or more worth of memories. Serena held her breath, not wanting to disturb his thoughts. More than anything she needed him to help her, now she had given him this information there was no going back. If he chucked her out of the house she was on her own, and she desperately didn’t want that.

  “Why?” Connor asked, finally coming back to her.

  “It’s a long story.”

  “I have the time.”

  “There’s this man.”

  “The one who comes to your apartment?”

  She lowered her head, ashamed. “Yes.”

  “Go on.”

  “He makes me do things.”

  “I’ve seen.”

  Serena covered her mouth with her hand, horrified. “Why did you accept my offer if you knew?”

  “I have my reasons.” He moved his hand, indicating he wanted her to continue with her story.

  “He’s always had control of my family. My mother took drugs, and worked for him, but it was never enough. So he made her a deal, she had to make sure I stayed a virgin. Not that she had to try too hard, I saw what men do to women.”

  “To your mother?”

  “Yes,” she whispered, shutting her eyes to try to block out memories too hard to bear.

  “And is that the hold this Samuel has over you?” His voice rough, dangerous.

  “What? Drugs?” She shook her head furiously. “No. He has something much worse than that.”

  “Tell me.” His body loomed over her, menacing, the dragon so close to the surface she could smell the metallic taint in the air.

  She put her hand over her mouth, and turned her head, not wanting him to see her cry. They had lost their closeness, now he talked to her as though she were a stranger, there was no w
ay he would help her. He would leave, him and his brother, Zoah, would simply turn into dragons and fly away from the danger she had brought to their door.

  “They have my sister.” Her voice choked, and then she broke down and wept.

  He took a step back, and suddenly relief flooded him. “Of course. Now I understand.” Connor came to her, his body relaxed and open to her. Both arms went around her body and pulled her close into a comforting hug. Kissing the top of her head he murmured to her, “I’ll make it right, Serena.”

  “That’s just it, you can’t. They’re too strong, there’s no way to beat them. By telling you I’ve signed her death warrant. Or worse.”

  “No. We have time to think about it, to plan out what to do. You say they aren’t expecting you until after the fifth day. That gives us time.”

  “They have guns.”

  “And you have a dragon. Or two.”

  “Two?”

  “Zoah.”

  “He won’t help me. He thinks I’m a worthless whore remember? And he was right, that’s why it hurt so much.” Self loathing threatening to consume her.

  “No. You’re not. You were doing what you had to do to protect your family. He’ll understand that, he might be an arrogant idiot, but he understands what family means.”

  “I’m not his family though am I?”

  “But if you are carrying my child you will be.” This time there was hope in his voice, and she turned her face into his big broad chest and wrapped her arms around him, needing to feel him close, to absorb some of his strength.

  “I am so sorry, Connor. I shouldn’t have lied. But I needed you to let me go. If you’d left me on that island I don’t know what would have happened to Charlotte.”

  “Let’s leave that in the past.” He rocked her slowly, his heart beat strong and loud against her ear.

  “Thank you, Connor.” She turned her face upwards to him, and searched his face for the acceptance she so desperately needed. When his lips descended to claim her she knew he had forgiven her, and for the first time she knew she had someone she could rely on. Until this moment she hadn’t realised how lonely she had been. Now her problem was his problem, and between them they just might succeed.

  Behind her Hope complained loudly about being shut in. Breaking away from Connor she went to let her cat out. “This does mean I’m staying, right?” she asked, turning back to see an amused look on Connor’s face.

  “I should think so. I’m hoping you intend to spend at least some of the time in the next two days fulfilling your end of the bargain.”

  She blushed. “I didn’t know if you’d still want me.”

  He sighed, and came towards her, threading his fingers through her hair. “You don’t get it do you?”

  “What?”

  “I’m almost certain that potion is useless. You are the only thing that has captured my soul, and my body.” He lowered his head to press his lips against hers. “And my heart.”

  Serena wrapped her arms around his neck, drawing him down to her. Softly he kissed her, questioning her willingness. She answered him with her eager mouth, needing his touch. Now everything was out in the open, she wanted to show him how much she cared for him. People had always scared her, they were deceitful and dishonest, all but Charlotte.

  Until she had walked into this house and met her dragon.

  Chapter Two - Connor

  It all began to fall into place. The reason Serena had come to him and offered herself as the vessel for his child. He had known the money she had asked for wasn’t enough, bearing a dragon child was no longer a thing a woman did for family honour.

  The truth complicated matters, he would have to persuade Zoah to help, and despite his words to Serena, it was a risk. Their tough dragon scales were no match for armour piercing weapons. They would have to plan this carefully.

  And yet despite the dangers, his heart was lighter. Serena’s admission had also told him she was not a gold digger, and not a whore. If there had ever been a good reason for tricking him, the threat to her sister was it.

  Serena had been forced to come to him. It explained why she had been so scared that first night. She had thought him a beast of myth, what stories they had told her he could only imagine. Had she expected to be a different kind of sacrifice on the stone altar if she hadn’t pleased him?

  Now, thankfully, something had happened between them that had changed her perception, of dragons. He truly believed she trusted him, and she would be right to. Dragons were the most faithful of creatures when they found the right mate. His father had spent the whole of his life loving their mother, until the sad bitter end when she had been like dust in his hands.

  He would help Serena get her sister back, and then take them all away from here, make a better, safer life for them. That included the child they would make together, because he had no doubt he could defeat this Samuel, and so their child would be safe.

  His hand went to the hem of her dress and inched it up. She parted her legs, waiting for him to touch her. His earlier promise to himself forgotten, with the truth in the open there was no reason not to try to make a baby. A child. Another dragon.

  His finger slipped inside her sex, she wanted him, her body never lied. Neither did his, he was so hard, he needed her, his decision not to make love to her again, not to create that child was broken. There was no way this Samuel was going to get his hands on his soul, or his child. Not while there was still a heart beating inside his chest.

  Chapter Three - Serena

  Forgiveness from Connor was the greatest gift he could ever give her. No, that wasn’t quite true, his love, and a child, that would be greater. Before now she had never wanted to bring a child into the world, that kind of love would hurt too much when Samuel would use it to control her. Now, Connor offered her freedom from Samuel, she only hoped the cost wasn’t too high.

  Connor slipped another finger inside her, his thumb brushing her clit, and she let go of everything. The past, and the future were nothing compared to the present, with the man she wanted to spend the rest of her days with, the man who was about to make love to her.

  He moved her back towards the bed, and then eased her down onto it. Moving to kneel before her. His fingers curled around the elastic of her panties, and he pulled them down, Serena aiding him by lifting her bottom off the bed. Casting them aside he gazed at her body for an instant before moving forward to kiss her thighs, pushing her dress up over her stomach and easing her legs further apart.

  Bliss. He kissed her clit, lightly, before licking her with the flat of his tongue. Instinctively she drew her knees up, but he placed his hands on them and pushed them further apart. Trying to relax, she closed her eyes while sensations flooded her brain, too many to keep track of.

  His fingers worked inside her, while his mouth licked and sucked at her clit and outer lips. Bucking her hips off the bed she rose to meet him, offering herself to him. Her orgasm grew, rushing at her, a tsunami of pleasure threatening to overpower her senses.

  Serena whimpered, her hips moving to join his rhythm, her neck craned forward to watch the top of his head. When her climax finally crashed into her she plunged her fingers into his hair and pushed herself hard against his mouth. He didn’t let up, sucking her juices, his tongue flicking across her clit while his finger hit the magic spot inside her, making her cry out his name.

  Connor now controlled her to some extent, but he used pleasure and kindness to bend her to his will. She could live under his command for the rest of her life and enjoy every minute of it, because she was now understanding that she had power over him too. There was a chance she could be his equal in the life they could share.

  It was time for him to satisfy his craving for her body. Swiftly he moved to stand before her, his cock erect in front of him, and then his body covered hers and he guided himself into her wet sex. Instantly she was ready for him, her orgasm already a distant memory as he took her. Thrusting deep inside her, his thick cock stretched her.
She stroked his back, holding him close to her, but with each lunge her nails dug into him a little deeper. Penetrating her deeply, he claimed her as his own. There were no more lies between them, leaving room for them to build trust, and for Serena that started with knowing he would never hurt her and her pleasure was his optimum goal. And this dragon knew exactly how her body worked.

  Their mating up until now had lacked any deep emotions, their trust in the other shaky at best. Now things had changed and moved on, so when he kissed her neck, he murmured words of endearment into her ear. His body speaking it’s own language of need and desire as he took her back towards the abyss.

  “Oh, Connor. Oh ... there.” She moved to rub her clit against his body, nearing the point of no return. “Yes.” She buried her face in his neck, her lips kissing and then her teeth nipping at his flesh as she rose higher.

  Connor held her against him, and thrust harder and deeper, until he cried out, his seed filling her as he came. She sobbed with emotion as her orgasm hit her, wrapping her legs around him she held him so close, as though she could meld them together through the sheer power of her will. If only they were the only two beings that existed in this world, the only things that mattered to her.

  However, Serena knew there was no escaping what she had to do, and while she lay in his arms, listening to him breathing, she knew he was thinking things over too. She had no idea what he was capable of, but he was old and wise, and that had to count for something, even against a man like Samuel.

  “What are we going to do?” she asked, unable to stand the thoughts going round and round in her head.

  He turned over onto his side, pulling the covers up around them. “Sleep.”

  “No, seriously.”

  “Yes, seriously. We need to get some sleep, it’s been a long day, and I can’t think straight right now. Tomorrow I will speak to Zoah, and then you will show me where this Samuel is holding up. You do know where he is?”

  “Yes. He has a place, it used to be a church or something, but now he uses it as his office. But there are lots of cellars and crypts.” She shuddered at the thought.