Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 88010 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88010 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
“The game,” I say.
“Nothing,” Equinox says.
Ornix’s golden gaze roams over the pair of us. “I do not know that I like the two of you talking,” he says. “The combined energy is far too chaotic. Equinox, get away from my mate.”
We both get up, probably looking as guilty as he has made us feel. Equinox drifts to the back of the other two again, and I am drawn to Ornix’s side.
“This is Melissa. She is my mate,” he declares. “She has taken my seed three times here in our realm, and is sealed to the bloodline. Let the others know the Golden Keep has a new mistress.”
“Of course, sire,” Arkos says. “It is an honor to meet you, Melissa.”
He makes me shy. Not just shy, but a little nervous. There is something in the energy of the older dragon that makes me feel assessed and weighed and perhaps even found wanting. I try to tell myself that’s just because of my issues with authority, but I do not really know if that is the truth. These dragons must be used to humans being abducted every few hundred years or so. I wonder what happened to the other ones that had been made immortal before me. I should ask, if I remember.
“It’s an honor to meet you,” I parrot back, being as polite as I can under the circumstances.
Jak nods at me and makes a polite verbal offering, which I also return. I am feeling a mixture of relief at being out of the forest, and awkwardness at being in front of all these dragons who clearly have great power and gravitas. I am glad Equinox is here. He makes me feel as though I have an ally.
I feel Ornix’s hand settle on the back of my neck, possessive and somewhat reassuring.
I am torn. Truly. I want to go back home. I want to be in my world. I want to be free. But there is a potent chemistry unfurling in my belly even now, even after four rounds of rough dragon sex, with my pussy so tender I can feel the insistent throbbing between my legs almost constantly.
“Are you ready to be escorted back to the keep, sire?” Jak asks the question.
“Yes. I will take my mate. Equinox, you can lead Otto back. Stand back, Melissa. I don’t want you getting hurt.”
He goes to a distance and becomes something so much more than himself. There is a flash of light, a certain magic that I feel as though I can smell.
I watch, astounded as Ornix shifts into his great golden form. He is the size of several elephants in his main body, and his wings have a span that would easily block out the sun in flight.
He reaches for me with his claws and picks me up, cradling me in a grasp that feels incredibly predatory and strong, as well as very strange. I am standing inside my mate’s clawed hands.
He looks down at me, his eye very nearly as big as the whole of me. I feel an internal tremor. I cannot help but react with some measure of fear; he is a massive ancient beast capable of swallowing me in a single bite. It is one thing to contend with his human form, but right now I am vulnerable in a whole new way.
His wings beat and I am swept up from the ground in a sudden gust. It is like taking off in a plane, but vertically rather than horizontally. We rise into the sky, me holding onto his claw with both arms. I know he won’t let me go, but it would be easy to slip through his fingers. As curvy and generously built as I am, I am so small compared to his dragon form.
Every time he beats his wings I feel us surge through the sky together at speeds that seem faster than any aircraft I’ve ever been in before, including Tempest’s private jet when she bribed the pilot to buzz the tower as if we were in Top Gun.
This is a thrill like no other. Surrounded by midnight sky, beneath clusters of foreign stars, I am carried in a grip powerful, gentle, and entirely possessive.
The notion of escaping him feels like a ridiculous dream right now. How could anybody hope to escape a creature who is this majestic, this powerful, and this absolutely massive?
We land at the very top of the keep just a few minutes later having made the distance small. There at the top of the castle, I am folded into his arms, then picked up again.
“I am taking you for a bath, and then bed,” he says. “You have had a very, very big day.”
Back in the bedroom at the top of the Golden Keep, I fall asleep in Ornix’s arms, absolutely exhausted by the efforts of the day. My dreams are wild, which makes sense given the situation. I dream of dragons, of kobolds, of blood, and of the kind of sex that destroys aging itself.