Total pages in book: 19
Estimated words: 16835 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 84(@200wpm)___ 67(@250wpm)___ 56(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 16835 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 84(@200wpm)___ 67(@250wpm)___ 56(@300wpm)
“Elowen,” he gritted, his voice rough, unnatural, and filled with beastly desire. “My queen.”
He roared as he thrust into me one last time, his body shuddering as he came, spilling that liquid fire inside of me until I screamed and felt it touch every part of me.
The sounds coming from him were barbaric, a savage chorus of dominance and pleasure over my submission.
He collapsed forward but kept his weight off me with his clawed hands on either side of my head once more. His massive frame dwarfed mine. His breathing was ragged, his chest rising and falling with each labored breath, his glowing eyes seeming almost… soft and gentle, although it seemed to go against his very DNA.
My body still trembled with the aftershocks of pleasure, and I clung to him. After long seconds, Draxus pulled back and gently brushed the hair from my face, the sound now leaving him reminiscent of a purr.
“Mine,” he growled, his voice low and possessive.
I nodded, my voice barely a whisper. “I am yours. And you are mine.”
“And I will never let you go.”
And in that moment, without thinking about anything else, I didn’t want him to.
7
QUEEN ELOWEN
The room still pulsed with heat and darkness.
I lay on the bed spent and exhausted, the scent of Draxus clinging to my skin. My body hummed—sated, marked, and claimed in every way that mattered.
And I didn’t regret a single second of it.
Draxus’s essence lingered deep inside me, and every little shift I made had his cum spilling out of my body. It had to have been a massive load.
I closed my eyes and exhaled, knowing what we’d just done, what he’d put in me—on me—was a brand as permanent as anything I’d ever experienced.
My demon-lizard king lay beside me, and I shifted so I was draped over him. He wrapped a thickly scaled arm over my waist, his clawed hand splayed across my belly, covering the entire expanse.
I tilted my head slightly and watched him with half-lidded eyes. His scales shimmered faintly in the dim, flickering firelight, and I found it so otherworldly beautiful.
I took just a second to take him all in. His small but thick and powerful horns curved out from his head, and the harshness of his features didn’t scare me anymore.
He made me ache.
How strange and… wonderful it felt to accept this life and not worry about what my future held.
I was no longer just a princess bound to be a cruel man’s breeding vessel. I was the queen of the dark realm of Blood Ash.
Ruled by no one… except him.
Draxus stared at me, the glow bright, molten and locked onto me like a predator scenting his mark on his forever prey.
He owned me and I him.
“You’re quiet,” he rumbled, his demonic voice raw and laced with his recent pleasure. “Regret?”
I thought about his question even though I knew the answer already. I smiled lazily, stretching against him so my bare, delicate skin felt every hard, defined inch of his scales, muscular body.
“No. Just thinking. Just… adjusting.”
He stayed silent, but he had this almost curious look on his face, as if silently asking what I meant.
“A dusting to no longer being a vicinity of a cruel world. Adjusting to… being seen as someone who is important and valued.” I lifted my hand, feeling bold and brash. I brushed my fingers down his jaw, where the scales gave way to smoother, warm skin. “For the first time in my life, I feel like I’m real. Not just someone to be bartered off or spoken for.”
“Those who didn’t see your worth are fools. Those who didn’t see how important you are deserve death at the end of a rusty, dull blade.”
I’d never heard anything so… romantic before.
He growled, his barbed tail wrapping around my ankle, anchoring me close to him. “You were always meant for this throne. For this kingdom and… for me.”
A shiver of pleasure and acceptance ran through me.
I turned into him, draping a leg over his big body, pressing my chest to his side. I was keenly aware of how tiny I was in comparison, and I loved it. It turned me on.
His heartbeat was slow and steady, but heavy and strong.
Before I could speak, Draxus ran his tongue along my cheek in what I felt was an endearing sort of kiss, and rose in one fluid motion. I lay there nude for long seconds as he looked his fill with his strangely silted eyes.
Then, he helped me up and lifted me instantly before carrying me to the arched doorway I hadn’t noticed until now.
A stone balcony loomed before us as he stepped into the hot, smoke scented air.
The night air was thick with ash and darkness, the sky a churning mix of dark clouds and glowing red embers from the crackling and bubbling lava below. I could see a skeleton shaped forest in the distance, and onyx and jagged mountains beyond that.