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)
“I’m not taking her into the human realm. Her wings will regrow, and god only knows what else will happen. But we need to regain the seal before the humans find it. You and I will go, Nox, once I have dealt with my mate.”
Melissa
We all know what that means. I am picked up, tossed over Ornix’s shoulder, and taken to the bedroom where Ornix’s cock slides inside me in one smooth stroke, like he owns me, like my flesh was made for him. Like I am his human fuck toy.
“You’ve been so bad,” he growls in my ear, his fingers finding my clit and landing a slap on it. “You’ve been plotting with the enemy, you’ve been working behind the scenes. And you’ve forgotten who you belong to, and what can happen to this pussy.”
“Who is the enemy?”
“Equinox was my prisoner, and you consorted with him.”
“I did not! I asked him for some breakfast because they were gonna starve me and you abandoned me here.”
He slaps my pussy again, his scaled fingers stinging my sensitive clit.
I am flushed with desire, need, and everything I cannot help but having when he fucks me. Ornix can do what he wants with me, because my body is absolutely calibrated to him. I find what he does incredibly hot. I also find what he does incredibly unethical. But I am not the only one of us who has some kind of objection to the other’s behavior.
“My very own mate, stealing a seal, attuning to it. Learning the deep magic with little effort when it takes those of our own kind many hundreds of years of continuous study to even begin to attain a sliver of mastery over. I took decades to attune to my seal. You claimed yours within moments of touching it. It shouldn’t be possible.”
I wonder if he’s angry at me for my many disobediences, or if he is truly furious because he is afraid, because as much as he tries to control me, he can’t. I wish he’d learned from the beginning, when he saw my records, when he knew who I was.
“You’re never going to make me good.”
“Is that right, little human? I think I can make you very good. I think I can make you leak with my seed and swell with my whelps. I think I can make you everything you were ever destined to be.”
“No,” I moan. “You can’t.”
He bends me over the arm of the chair and starts hard fucking me, thrusting deep, ravaging my pussy as if fucking me hard is the way to make me submit. But it’s not really about submission. It’s about trying to control chaos, and that’s just not possible.
I didn’t try to attune to the seal. I don’t even really know what that means. It’s just a thing that happened, the way so many other things have been things that happened. Nobody ever understands. They think I’m fucking with shit on purpose. I never am. Half the things I got fined for were things I didn’t even really mean to do. Wherever I am, things just seem to happen.
Pinned down beneath this massive dragon, taking his huge cock as it stretches me lewdly wide, I know he can’t and won’t understand. He’s like all the other people in authority. He thinks I do things that are bad because I make choices. What really happens is I get somewhere and events start unfolding. Being abducted by a dragon king is on brand for me for that very reason.
I come on his cock, take another dose of his seed. I have an eye-rolling orgasm. And when it is over, nothing has fundamentally changed. I am still attuned to a lost relic, my wings are already starting to regrow—I haven’t mentioned that, but I can feel the tingling and I know what it means.
He falls back, satisfied, as if sexual domination might somehow change my intrinsic nature. I let him think what he needs to think, while knowing that as soon as he is asleep, I am going to open one of those messy portals and I am going to crawl back to where I came from.
It doesn’t take as long as I expected for him to fall asleep. He is ancient, after all, and he thinks his presence is enough to contain me. There’s so much arrogance in men of all kinds, even the ones who are actually massive dragons.
I go to the bathroom, and I concentrate with all my power. There’s no way to make this go well, but all I can do is try.
I murmur the portal word softly, but with calm intention. I imagine the portal, as it should be, as it could be. I think about the human world I came from, about the city and the hills, my friends. I hold the destination in mind, and…