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“Rarity!” I shout, staring at her sweet face on the other side of the portal. I run, hoping to get to her in time. Stretching my arm out, I grab nothing but air.
I cut my eyes to the dragon, the man who seems to ruin everything he sees because anger deals with the issue quicker than communication ever would— I am assuming.
“You,” I spit hatefully at him. “You couldn’t help yourself, could you? You do not want me, but you do not want anyone else to have me.” I fling the icicles away from him and they shatter against the wall, tiny pings and clanks randomly fill the space. “You do not get to do that to me. If my other mate wants me, she shall have me.”
A murderous grumble makes my stomach flip. I know that sound.
It is a warning.
“Listen to me, My Little Elf—” black smoke sways from his nostrils. “No one else shall have you before I do.”
Feeling cocky, a bit bratty, and smug, I straighten my spine and lift my chin. “Too late for that, dragon. My ice has been claimed.”
His wings wrap around my body, the smooth leather gliding across my skin. They are softer than I imagined.
“Prince Cailian!” my brother yells from the other side of the locked doors. The handles shake but don’t give way. “Brother! Answer me!” he shouts, but Nyx presses a finger against my lips.
“Better hush the sharpness of your tongue, My Little Elf.”
“Or what?” I sass, wishing Nyx never would have walked through these doors. I was finally making progress with Rarity. How much did this incident set us back?
Weeks? Months?
“Someone open these fucking doors, now!” My brother barks his orders to my men.
Nyx drags his claw down my neck where Rarity bit me. His breathing comes out harsher, the smoke becoming blacker, his eyes burning brighter, and then he leaps into the air.
He smashes against the wall, crumbling the ice window, then spreads his wings, carrying me away from my kingdom.
“There were much easier ways to get me to talk to you,” I mumble, crossing my arms as we glide through the air. “This is ridiculous.”
“So is the fact that my firebond is my father’s killer and that you had some other rubbing against you. I smell your come.”
“And I cannot wait until she makes me come again.”
The flight over the snow-capped tree-tops becomes shortened as we land in the forest a half of a day’s walk from the castle.
“Bite your tongue, Cailian.”
“Or what? You will burn me to death?”
I do not know why I am baiting my dragon. But it is fun.
I shall keep doing it.
His words sear me to my bone, etching a permanent mark on the regret I’ve been battling since I released my fire on him.
“She will not touch you again,” I repeat, thinking about the white-haired woman with purple eyes and fangs. She was beautiful, but to call her my firebond is a stretch. I couldn’t smell her over Cailian’s blood overwhelming the area. The scent of him bleeding, smelling his desire, it was too much for my dragon to handle.
“She will. She shall touch me whenever she wants. When she wants to feed, I will gladly bend my neck or spread my legs, wherever she chooses to take from me.”
I spread my wings, flapping them in harsh beats until my feet are hovering above the ground. With a snarl, I launch myself toward him at full speed, catching him by his throat before slamming him against a nearby tree.
“I will rip your tongue out of your throat if you continue to speak that way to me. You are mine, Cailian, whether I like it or not. You aren’t allowed to be with anyone else.” My eyes drop to his blood-stained neck and the two pinpricks on either side of his neck where that vampire fed from him.
“Go ahead and rip it out—” he inches closer, pushing his neck against my hand, my claws threatening to cut his skin from the pressure “—Then I’ll shove it down your throat, dragon, and it will be the first and last time you will have me in your mouth.”
I exhale a rumble, the heat of my fire brewing to catastrophic levels inside me. My claws warm from the inside out, morphing from an abyss of black to a constant color of smoldering.
