Frost Fire

by Emma Layne

  And he could smell her hunger, her need for him, and the drake within was howling, growling to claim her, own her and wouldn’t be denied.

  Before this night was over, she’d be his. Totally.

  He’d known it as soon as she’d laid hands on him in his other form. Her touch had been like coming home, and he couldn’t live without her.

  Somehow, he’d conquer his fears, lay them to rest, and move on with her at his side.

  In the meantime, Blaze couldn’t remember ever being so aroused.

  He had her pressed against the edge, devouring her mouth. If it weren’t for his hold on her, she would’ve drowned.

  “I like you like this.” Blaze grasped the back of her head, baring Molly’s throat, and he kissed the length of it.

  “Like what?”

  “Trembling, and aroused.” He grazed his teeth over the vein.

  When he pulled back, her eyes were lidded, sparkling with desire.

  “No reply?”

  “I can’t…it’s hard to think.”

  Blaze moaned. “Good. I want to make you feel.”

  “Trust me, you do,” she gasped.

  He pushed a finger into her mouth. “Suck me.”

  She did, taking his fingertip deep, gazing up at him with loving eyes. He was suddenly aware of how small, and fragile she was. Molly only had a tenth of his strength, and it gentled him.

  Such a dichotomy, his feelings for her. The urge to mate, possess, fuck her warred with the instinct to protect her, shelter Molly from anyone who’d do her harm.

  “Will you let me take your arse? I would have all of you.”

  Molly trembled. “I don’t know.”

  “Please, dove? I’m going to perish from want of you.”

  “Will it hurt?”

  “I promise I will be gentle and take you slow and easy.”

  Then she nodded. “Yes.”

  ***

  “Let us begin.” Blaze lifted her into his arms, and then carried Molly to the waiting tent.

  After drying Molly off and then laying her down on a collection of warm furs, Blaze played with her pussy, pushing his fingers in and out until moisture streaked her thighs.

  Molly grasped his hand, kissed Blaze's palm, and then touched herself with his fingers. Goose pimples erupted all over her skin, as though even her flesh was excited by his caress.

  All she could do was moan, clinging to his arm.

  “You’re wanting.”

  She swallowed. “You seem to have that effect on me.”

  “Good.” He rummaged through the furs until he found a silver pouch.

  “What is that?”

  Blaze grinned. “Toys.”

  She giggled. “Seriously. You brought sex toys with you?”

  “Yes, I am always prepared for any eventuality. You’ll see them in a moment.”

  “Turn over and get on all fours for me.”

  Molly obeyed him without question.

  Blaze knelt behind her, squeezing her ass, massaging her cheeks.

  Molly flushed.

  She'd never had anyone touch her there. And now a man knelt behind her, kissing her ass, kneading it.

  And then he draped himself over her, wrapped an arm around her, grasping a breast as he played with her.

  Once she relaxed against him, he slid two fingers inside her pussy.

  She'd never been so excited. Her knees threatened to buckle, but he held her still.

  "No, I want you to stay on your knees.” Blaze swatted her butt, and she sucked in a breath. Molly righted herself once more.

  ‘There’s my girl. Now, you’ve got the way of it. You've never had both of your holes used at the same time, have you?"

  She shook her head, because words failed her.

  "We'll have to change that. I’m going to make you ready to receive me. Since I’ve been on Earth, I haven’t slid both of my cocks into a woman. To prove his point, Blaze surged against her thigh, and she could feel how hard, and thick he was, straining for release. “I will have all of you, as well as that luscious mouth.”

  And then he pulled an item from his bag of tricks and showed it to her. It was a small leather dildo, which was half the size of his littlest finger.

  Her eyes rounded.

  "Trust me, this will feel good inside you.” He picked up a vial of slippery looking fluid, which must be futuristic lube. He anointed it, and then his fingertips, greasing her hole for his use.

  At first, he merely pressed the tip against her opening.

  Molly squealed. “It’s cold.”

  “It will get warmer.”

  When she’d gotten used to it, he pushed the tip all the way in, through the thick ring of muscles.

  Molly moaned. It didn’t hurt, but the sensation was strange.

  “Let’s try a bit more.” Blaze pushed it in further, and she whimpered, but not in pain. No, the pressure was intense, but pleasurable.

  Blaze groaned.

  His questing fingers slid between the folds of her sex, stroking her, gentle, and tentative at first. The flesh was hot, damp, and soon it became slippery, decadently wet.

  He bent his head to one nipple, sucking it. She moaned, hips surging back to meet his digits, her body silently begging him for more.

  Blaze splayed her thighs wide apart, and placed his smaller cock between the lips of her sex, rubbing it up and down, grazing her sensitive clit.

  Molly writhed and arched her back.

  And then Blaze placed the largest one in her pussy, even as he plundered her ass with the tiny dildo.

  I feel so full.

  And then he was gone.

  Before Molly could protest he flipped her over, got on top, and she was lying on her back. Blaze kissed her neck, tasting her. She buried her head in the crook of his arm, gasping. Her head fell back as he entered her, pumping inside, again, and again.

  As he slid inside her pussy, his other cock brushed her inner thigh and then settled between the cheeks of her ass.

  Blaze stroked her. He kissed her mouth again and again, wove his fingers through her hair. He felt so familiar as though they'd been loving each other for a thousand years.

  “It’s finally time.” Blaze opened her legs and removed the dildo, before tossing it aside.

  She hissed and Molly braced herself.

  Thank God his smaller cock would be going into her ass.

  She gritted her teeth as he spread her open, and the head prodded at her entrance. She strained as it barely edged inside. Molly did her best to relax, and not fight the invasion, but it was difficult.

  Thank God she’d soaked in the heated water for a time.

  And then he seated himself fully inside her, claiming her, but didn’t move.

  Blaze howled in triumph, his lips pulling back from his teeth in an animalistic expression. She could clearly see his drake heritage, the need to conquer. She could see the heat burning in his eyes, the need.

  And then he slipped his other prick back into her pussy. The sensation of being so full was too much. She shut her eyes, concentrating on the friction, the rhythm of his movements.

  Molly was lost, moving at his command. He thrust his hips, moving slow, taking it easy.

  Blaze slammed his eyes shut, and the chords in his neck stood out as he fucked her, straining to slow down, rubbing his cocks into her.

  She couldn’t hold back, not any longer. Molly came for him, exploding, completely lost in the onslaught.

  Blaze roared as he spilled himself.

  Afterward, he pulled out gently, and cleaned them both off, before returning to bed, and lying beside her. They curled into one another.

  “Are you sore?”

  “I’m okay.” She was a little tender in some places, but it would pass. Nothing a hot shower, and a couple of aspirin couldn’t fix.

  He kissed the top of her head. “Good. Now, we should probably get some rest.” Blaze sighed. “Unless you’ve changed your mind?”

  “I haven’t.”
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  “So you’re ready?”

  “Yes.”

  Ready for battle.

  Chapter Twenty

  “Have you come to see me off?”

  Once more, Rona wore corduroy, standing in the living room next to a couple of suitcases.

  Molly smirked. “Not so much.”

  Earlier they’d gotten dressed, and headed off to her mother’s place at first light. Molly hated to leave their love nest, but she didn’t have any choice.

  It was time to kick some ass.

  And with Blaze at her side and Link’s knowledge, she felt pretty confident. This has got to work, it has to.

  “Actually, I’m glad you both came by.”

  Blaze frowned, but said nothing.

  “You are?”

  “Yes, you can take the beast with you.” She pointed to the corner. Lucifer was in a cage, and he caterwauled when he saw her. “I’ve no need of him.”

  For once, Molly pitied him.

  “And where are you going?”

  “China. We have plans to harvest quite a few minds there.” She lifted her chin. “I’m feeling magnanimous today, so I’ll make you another offer. Join us.”

  I’d rather die.

  Rona took a step closer. “From your mother’s memories, I know your area of interest is biomedical research, and we’re pioneers in the field. If you merged with The Intellective, you’d receive a boost, you’d be connected to all of the others, and you’d have a fearsome amount of brain power to call on whenever you needed it.”

  “Yes, but I wouldn’t be me.” Rona made it sound like Molly would be applying for a job, instead of handing over her mind to other people.

  “It’s semantics.

  “You could be with your mother forever, and never be parted. Both of you would be safe on another planet, and you could devote your time to research and learning. Isn’t that what you’ve always wanted? Longed for?”

  “Yes, but not like this.”

  Blaze’s jaw tightened, and she could feel the tension curling off his body, almost like a heat wave.

  “There’s nothing for you here. Governments will topple, chaos will reign. You literally have no future. The only thing awaiting you is death.”

  “No thank you, I’m not interested, but you will give me my mother back.”

  “We’ve already had this discussion.”

  “Yes, and I’m not giving you another chance, release Leslie, while you still can.”

  “I warned you what would happen.” Rona retrieved a silver sphere from her pocket. It resembled the earrings, only when she touched it, the circle glowed green. “Well then, you leave me no choice. I wanted to resolve this peacefully, but I can see it’s no longer an option. We’ll do this the disagreeable way.” She lifted it, pointing the object at Molly.

  Blaze took a step forward, but she held up a hand. Then Molly closed her eyes and steeled herself.

  “Mom, did you hear her? If you don’t take control, she’s going to kill me.”

  And then a wave of energy hit her and Molly’s knees almost buckled. It felt like something was ripping at her mind, trying to tear it apart.

  “Mom, please! Don’t let her hurt me.”

  Leslie trembled, and sweat broke out on her brow. She blinked several times, and then Molly was staring at her mother for a moment. Although, when she shook her head again, Rona took her place once more, lips pulling back into a sneer.

  Back and forth they battled.

  Molly gritted her teeth. This has to work. Please.

  She glanced at Blaze who trembled with rage, the muscles bunching in his arms. A white line had formed around his mouth.

  Rona raised the weapon higher.

  Molly sank to her knees, holding her head. The pain was excruciating, worse than any headache she’d ever suffered through. It felt like her skull was being split in two.

  “Mom, please, I need you.”

  ***

  “Enough! I will kill you.” Blaze seized Leslie by the throat. Power rushed through his body like a fire, scorching everything in its path.

  “Stop,” she croaked.

  “Know this, I will find you. I will search the heavens until I find your real body, and I will take your heart, if you steal mine.”

  He could feel Molly’s agony as though it were his own, and he couldn’t lose her. Couldn’t.

  “Blaze stop!” Molly stumbled forward.

  Rona clutched her neck, gasping for air.

  “And I’m not being poetic. I will snatch it from your chest and crush your beating heart in my hands.” The drake within wanted to taste her heart’s blood for harming his mate, needed to punish Rona.

  “Please stop, Blaze, its okay. I can handle this,” Molly struggled to her feet once more.

  All he saw was red, anger, blind rage. Molly had been threatened, and he’d do anything to save her.

  “Blaze, don’t!”

  Somehow, she got through to him, pushed through the wrath.

  Sucking in a breath, he dropped Leslie who slumped to the floor, head lolling to the side. He’d left finger imprints on her reddened throat, bruise marks.

  What have I done?

  “Molly, I’m so sorry. Please forgive me.”

  “It’s okay, it’s all right.” She checked her mother’s pulse. “My mom’s alive!” She hesitated a moment and then yanked the earrings out. Evidently they’d been pushed into her skull because they were tipped by two bloody spikes.

  “Mom? Are you there? Mom?”

  She shook her head. “Ow, my head hurts.” Leslie placed a hand on her jaw and stared at the blood stain on her fingers. “What happened?”

  “She’s fine. Oh my God, she’s fine.” Molly wrapped her arms around Leslie, squeezing her tight. “You don’t know how glad I am to see you.”

  “Honey, I’m not sure what happened, everything’s fuzzy.”

  Stricken, all Blaze could do was watch their tearful reunion. If Molly hadn’t talked him down, he might’ve killed her mother. The shame hit him in the gut.

  “What’s the last thing you remember?” Molly pulled back to look her in the eye.

  “Being at the conference.” She frowned. “I was talking to this awful woman, and worrying about you, I thought...”

  “You thought I’d developed schizophrenia, but I’m fine. You can see that right?”

  She studied Molly and then nodded. “Yes, you seem fine.” Tears glimmered in her eyes. “I was so worried, and now I can’t remember what happened.”

  “Never mind, it doesn’t matter. You’re safe, and I’m not going to let anything else happen to you. Come on, let’s get you to a hospital to get checked out.”

  “Is there anything I need to know?”

  “Um, you were in an accident, and you’ve sustained some head trauma. Speaking of which, you might want to contact your lawyer, there’s some paperwork you’ll want to shred.”

  Blaze left them to their reunion and walked out the door.

  ***

  The next evening, there was a knock on Blaze’s door. Since he’d almost killed his mate’s mother, he’d thrown himself into work. He’d spent the last sixteen hours in the mine and he was weary.

  “Blaze?”

  Molly. He hung his head. “Come in.”

  She pushed open the door. Molly held two glasses of hot buttered rum. As always, the sight of her left him breathless.

  “I thought you might like a drink. I’ve been trying to get in touch with you.”

  “Thank you.” Blaze owed her an apology, but he didn’t even know where to begin. “I’ve been working a lot.” He took the drink and set it down.

  “Mydon told me.”

  “Molly, I’m sorry, I—”

  “Don’t, everything worked out fine.” She took a sip of her drink and sat on the end of his bed.

  “And what if I’d killed her?”

  “But you didn’t. You stopped, when I asked you to.”

  It was true. Blaze hadn’t liste
ned to his brothers, but he’d obeyed Molly for some reason.

  “What if I don’t next time? What if I’ve got you by the throat?”

  “You’d never hurt me.” Before he could protest, she held up a hand. “I know you wouldn’t, even if you don’t.”

  Her faith in him was a balm and more than anything, Blaze wanted to believe her.

  “You don’t understand.” He shook his head. “I’m not worthy of you, Molly.”

  “Yes, you are, and it’s time to stop punishing yourself.” She sighed. “Besides, now that my mother’s safe, and I can think clearly again, I have a whole new perspective. Life is short, and I want to get the most out of mine.”

  “What do you mean?” Blaze scarcely dared to hope.

  “You said I’m your mate and I feel it to, this connection to you. I want to be with you.”

  “You would spend your time with me?”

  “Yes.” Her eyes sparkled with unshed tears.

  Blaze needed Molly, plain and simple and he was powerless to resist. It was foolish to even try.

  “I’ve never had a relationship with a woman, not like this.” Blaze lifted a shoulder. “I don’t know how to love somebody.”

  “Me either. Maybe we could learn together?”

  And then Molly pulled him down for a deep kiss and Blaze couldn’t think anymore.

  He’d come home.

  ***

  “You took her as a mate,” Mydon said as he sat at the helm of their spaceship.

  I wish he’d stop popping up on me. Perhaps Link could devise a warning system?

  Blaze had brought up another load of scandium and shoveled it into cargo hold four. He’d come to the bridge to file a report.

  Tonight, he had another date with Molly. They intended to go ice skating, followed by hot buttered rum and the night of passionate lovemaking.

  Blaze couldn’t wait.

  Having a mate was better than he could’ve possibly imagined. A week had passed since they’d saved her mother, and everything had gone back to normal, or what passed for it on Earth.

  “I did.”

  “And put the mission in jeopardy.”

  “Yes.” Blaze was guilty of all charges. His actions were indefensible, although he couldn’t have made any other choice.

  “And it isn’t some ploy?” Mydon watched him with fierce black eyes.