by H. C. Brown
“I think I know how the Magus influenced those poor dragons—the same way he influenced Lumos. The Magus spent some time trying to find me—Lumos’ mate—so it makes sense he found other Dragonfae’s mates, too. No doubt he has them imprisoned in Fullmount, and uses the mating fever to control the dragons.” She glanced up at Lumos. “Tell me, Lumos, if I were held by the Magus, wouldn’t the Nightdragon do anything to see me free?”
“Aye, he would. When the Boars took you, if I had not been of sound mind to guide his fury, he would have destroyed the entire village to find you. The Fae under the influence of the potion would have no control over their dragons. In fact, with the dark telepathy they would be controlled directly by the Magus.”
“That makes sense.” Axim bunched his fists on his waist. “When we rescued the Dragonfae from Fullmount, all of them responded immediately to my orders with the exeption of Tonat. I tried to convince him to leave with us, but he refused, not offering an excuse. I thought his mind had gone to the dark side. If only he had confided in me, I could have rescued the females, too.”
“Then I killed for no reason.” Lumos dropped his attention to the floor. “They were little more than puppets.”
“You did what was necessary to protect your people, Lumos.” Luka squeezed Lumos’ arm. “They tried to kill you. Better dead than under the control of the Magus.”
“Then I will go and rescue their mates.” Lumos met Luka’s gaze. “We’ll 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’s a very noble gesture, son, but Tonat made his choice. If you went with an army, likely he’ll refuse to leave. We could lose many young Dragonfae to save one Darksider.” Luka sighed. “Whatever you decide I’ll stand by you, Lumos, but I beg you to consider your mate’s moonfire first. While you’re away, I’ll question those who recover from the potion, and see if there is a way to save Tonat.”
“And if there is, I’ll handle the rescue. Tonat is one of my subjects.” Axim smiled grimly. “I’ve 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 days’ time, you must present your queen to the people of Drakka.”
Chapter Twenty-Three
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, Thalia 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 man standing beside her.
No male could ever compare to Lumos in her eyes. His magnificent chiselled 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 smouldering gaze, a burst of love speared through her. The intensity of Lumos’ emotions astounded her. Goddess, he’s nervous too.
“You look a million miles away, butterfly. If you believe your knowledge of dark magyck’s seductive powers makes a difference to me, then have no fear. I knew you had the ability to harness the dark power if necessary. I saw your ability with the Hag and the spiders. Nevertheless, you controlled the magyck without guidance. You’re protected by Cymbeline, butterfly. You’ll not cause harm.” Lumos inclined his head. “Something else troubles you. Are you worried about the moonfire?” He turned to slide the lock across the door.
Wetting her lips, Thalia smiled. “Not as long as you’re 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 painful.”
“It’s possible—but you can you trust me not to cause you pain?” Lumos lifted Thalia’s chin. “In truth, you don’t know what will happen during moonfire, sweetness.” Lumos pulled Thalia into his arms. “In truth, I only know what I’ve heard. Moonfire is very intense and we’ll be lost in a world of erotic desire.” 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 Thalia’s back. Her nipples grazed against the solid strength of Lumos’ chest. His warm, seductive scent filled her nostrils. I’m naked. She caught the amused look in Lumos’ eyes. Her mate had used magyck to undress them. Thalia wanted to say something and Lumos 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, Thalia caught his probing delight between her teeth, and suckled. The sweet cinnamon flavour of Lumos 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 him. 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 Thalia. She twisted against him, dragging her aching nipples across his chest. Lumos’ 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.
Thalia smiled. “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.”
Thalia suppressed a giggle. “You didn’t hurt me. In truth, I’ve wondered why you’ve 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.” Thalia met his gaze. “I love you and know only joy will come from our mating.”
Lumos lifted Thalia with his strong arms and carried her to the bed. The cool sheets pressed against her skin. Her head sank into the soft pillow. He stood there gazing down at her as if memorising 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 Thalia’s mind. “You complete us… Your strength and trust make us humble.”
Lumos met her gaze with a look of pure lust and slowly lowered himself onto the bed beside her. 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’ll be able to mindspeak. Then I‘ll know what I can do to please you.”
Thalia moaned. “You’re pleasing me now, Lumos.”
Lumos skimmed his sharp fangs over her sensitive bud. 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’m 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 he
r thighs, and sink deep within her inviting heat—she would let him, and he would be no better than the men who had raped her. He wanted Thalia to remember his lovemaking. He slipped his fingers into her slick pussy. Thalia’s muscles tensed and she pushed her soaking mound against his hand.
So hot.
So wet.
Lumos stroked until Thalia’s 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 Thalia’s folds creamed. He wanted to taste her and bury his face in her delicious scent but his pleasure must wait. Instead, he bent to savour her full, pouty mouth, damp and swollen from his kisses. Gods, she tasted so damn good. Thalia parted her soft lips, and suckled on his tongue again. Lady’s blood, he would go mad with such erotic delights. Nothing had prepared him for the explosion of desire surging through his shaft or the size his cock had swollen to in the past few minutes.
Lumos lifted his head and grasped Thalia’s hips. “Roll on top of me. I want you to ride me…nice and slow.”
“Ride you? I don’t know how.” Thalia’s eyes grew wide. “Show me what I must do to please you.”
Lumos spread her knees across his hips then drew Thalia down 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’re in complete control, butterfly.”
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 Thalia’s 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 her all over. 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’ hips, Thalia drew a shuddering breath. His thick shaft slid between her folds, the tip nudged her throbbing clit. She gasped and rubbed against him. Tingles of pleasure roared down her legs. Her womb clenched, the moisture seeping from her coating her thighs. If this was any indication of the moonfire, gods, how could she survive so much pleasure? Pressing her palms on Lumos’ chest, she met his hooded gaze.
“I’ll go mad if you don’t help me to do this, Lumos.”
“So beautiful… Gods, I love you, my sweet butterfly.” Lumos lifted Thalia and positioned his cock at her entrance. He rolled his hips allowing the head to nestle inside her swollen channel. “Drop down nice and slow.”
So big, the bulbous head of Lumos’ cock pierced into Thalia. She gasped, gripping Lumos’ chest. 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, Thalia lowered her body, and slid down Lumos’ 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.
“You’re a virgin again, my love.” Lumos sighed. “One thrust will break your barrier, if you will allow me? I’ll not continue if there is pain…I promise.” He smiled. “Although this time your maidenhead will never return and, from then on, I’ll 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.
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 this delicious stretching and pressure against sensitive nerve endings. A wave of delightful sensations gripped Thalia’s pussy. Flames licked her clit and curled, shivering into her belly. Her channel pulsed, 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 nerve endings 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 Thalia’s 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, Thalia heard Lumos chuckle. The wonderful man thrust into her, driving her again into uncontrollable lust. The Fae’s strong arms pulled her towards him, his hot, wet mouth clamping on her neck. He bit hard, the rush of his aphrodisiac saliva sending Thalia into another earth-shattering conclusion.
“You are so tight, I’m in ecstasy.” Lumos rocked his hips, thrusting up into her wet heat.
Deep inside her, Lumos’ cock expanded thick, and long. A tremble went through her lover, and he filled her with liquid heat, spurting in long, hot pulses. In that second, Lumos’ 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 Thalia had witnessed before, they stood wings open, their faces beaming with smiles. At a motion from Lumos, the crowd grew silent. Thalia 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. Her pussy still tingled from the rasp of Lumos’ tongue. His deep love cherished and sustained her. At last, all fear of the past had vanished. She had flowered into a confident woman in Lumos’ arms.
“People of Drakka, may I present my queen, Thalia.” Lumos smiled broadly and inclined his head towards Thalia.
Rather than cheering, the Faeries fluttered their wings in a silent tribute. Thalia opened her wings and fluttered them in reply. A sigh of wonder rippled through the crowd at the sight of her golden wings. She met Lumos’ gaze and their mind bond flared.
Lumos gave her a slow smile and drew her into his strong arms. “I told you they would love you.”
Thalia bit her bottom lip. “But I am a Nomag witch.”
“Aye, at one time, but now you are a Dragonfae queen…and you belong to me.”
Also available from Total-E-Bound Publishing:
Even the Devil Needs Love
Nadia Aidan
Excerpt
Chapter One
Lucifer’s cock was hard and heavy; the hot little demon beneath him, open and ready for his penetration, her body as sweet and juicy as a ripe peach. He closed his eyes, the fat purple head of his dick pushing inside her warm cunt. He was almost to paradise, seated fully inside her tight sheath, when another hot little demon—no, make that the hottest demon he’d ever known—burst into his bed chambers and ruined what would have been a great night.
“I want that soul back, Lucifer! That was not your soul to take.” She slammed the door behind her, the walls rattling in the wake of her fury.
His cock deflated instantly and he rolled off the cute blonde. With a curt nod he dismissed her, his eyes tinged with longing as he stared after her curvaceous backside. That longing soon gave way to irritation when his intruder planted herself smack dab in front of his face, blocking his view of the perfect apple bottom scurrying out of his chambers.
“Lilith, couldn’t this have waited?” He stood, towering over her, his eyes glowing a scar
let red. “I was just a little busy.”
She stood before him, unimpressed by his mounting fury. Instead, of backing down, as most would have, she closed the distance between them. And he forced himself to bite back a groan when her leather corset, binding what he knew were gorgeous full breasts, brushed the hair-roughened skin of his chest, awakening his arousal. His body always reacted this way when she was near, whenever she touched him. It was as if his cock needed to remind him he’d been a fool to let her get away in the first place.
“That soul you took? The young soldier? That’s my soul, you dumbass. She belongs to Odin, not you.”
“She was an assassin—a killer.”
“She was a soldier—a warrior. She belongs in Valhalla, not in Hell.”
Lucifer’s hard gaze snapped to Lilith, the cruel glint in his eyes and harsh slant of his lips making him all the more handsome, if that was even possible. He was dangerously sexy, the unyielding planes of his face, his rock hard body, a temptation that called to the most secret places of her femininity. She shook her head, shaking off the desire that pulsed through her veins. He was an arrogant bastard. Women fought to have the honour of spreading their legs in his bed, and he knew it.
“I want that soul back.”
He poured himself a glass of wine, the strong, tanned length of his fingers drawing her gaze. “You know the rules, Lilith. A soul for a soul.”
“She doesn’t belong here in Hell with you.”
His sneer was cool and unemotional and she shook with fury at how cold and unfeeling he could be. The soul she fought for was not meant for Hell. She’d given her life for her fellow comrades. She deserved eternal honour, not the torment Lucifer would rain upon her.
“What is it that you want, Lucifer? What is it I can give you that will make you release her?”