Page 17 of The Dragon’s Captive

“Both,” he smiled, pulling her close and taking her mouth in a passionate kiss that consumed her senses as long as his tongue subjugated hers, his breath hot in her mouth as she sank against him, her erect nipples rubbing against the leather of his armor, her thighs spreading out of instinct, her sex pressing against the smooth, hard line of his thigh.

His free hand clasped her bottom, the touch of his skin making the welts from the switch sting again, but in a way that felt good. Kate moaned into his mouth as her hips began to grind, Vilka’s hand helping her, urging her on as she rutted herself against him.

“I should have fucked you in front of my men,” he growled against her lips. “That would teach you, wouldn’t it.”

Kate let out another embarrassed moan, her pussy squirming against his hard thigh, leaving a trail of wetness against his leg as she kept humping him. He was an unrepentant asshole, but he turned her on. Her appetite for sex suddenly seemed to be insatiable, perhaps because she had waited so long for it. Or perhaps because there were no cultural constraints anymore, even if there were physical restraints involved. Vilka was an erotic beast, and she was no longer a shy little virgin. With him, she was as wanton a woman as ever drew breath.

“If you attempt to interfere with my orders again, if you so much as think the word portal, I will do it, Kate. I will have you punished and fucked in front of every single man you’re putting at risk. You understand?”

She answered his question by nipping at his lip and shaking her head. She was close to coming, her clit grinding hard against him in a way that made her lower tummy muscles clench all the harder the closer she got.

“Little wench!” Vilka let out a growl of arousal and pushed her back against the bed, her legs spreading as he rose over her, chain in hand as he pushed at the leather panel covering his groin. It slid to the side, allowing the thick rod of his cock to spring free.

This time there was no warmup, no tender oral ministrations. Vilka lined his cock up with her wet pussy and slid home in one long stroke, spreading her pussy around his hard flesh. He fucked her mercilessly, his cock plunging in and out of her pussy, the wet sounds of her cunt being plundered filling the room along with her cries of pleasure.

The rough thrusting sent them both over the edge of climax in very short order, orgasms ripping through their bodies as Vilka growled and Kate squealed. He soaked her clenching pussy with his seed as she shuddered with her own rough orgasm, and they fell back against the bed together, his hand still wrapped around the chain leading to the collar.

“Are you going to hold on to me forever?”

“Yes,” he said gruffly. “But I don’t need to keep this chain in my hand.”

She watched, breathless and aching as he fastened the chain to the bed frame, using his dragon touch to seal the links into one solid mass.

* * *

Satisfied that he had his human contained for the moment, one end of her leash attached to her collar, the other locked to the bed frame, Vilka relaxed. Kate was capable of many things, but disappearing before his very eyes was not one of them.

They lay together, coated in the sweat of their lovemaking, looking into one another’s eyes. He never tired of feasting his gaze on her. Every single part of this human woman was alluring to him, even the little things like the way her cute lobe met the side of her head with her red hair softly curling about it. He leaned over and put his mouth to that spot and was rewarded as she let out one of her moans of contented pleasure. She was covered in erogenous zones, so it seemed, and he was continuously finding new ways to touch her.

The exploration went both ways. Her curiosity was just as strong as his, and her observation skills were keen. Even now, in the aftermath of an orgasm that had left her almost insensate, she was looking at him with a curious expression he didn’t quite like. When around Kate, he could almost hear the gears and cogs in her mind whirring, taking in information and transforming it into something useful for her own ends. She was not just smart, she was also a little wicked. He liked that, but it concerned him. Her capacity to work for extended periods of time to bring about changes in the world that otherwise would not have been possible was a strength that could be easily overlooked if he allowed himself to be blinded by her beauty. She was always working on something, this human of his, and he would have to be mindful of that fact.

“Why do you look at me that way?”

“You’re different from the others,” she said thoughtfully.

He stiffened. “What do you mean?”

“Your eyes,” she said. “You have round pupils. Like a human, almost.”

“Ah,” he nodded. “That is true.”

“And your skin,” she said, running her fingers over his shoulders and chest. “It has a much stronger feel to it than human skin, but the others I’ve seen have some scaling over their shoulders and lower, er… regions, and you barely have traces of it. And your dragon form… it is a different color to the others. You have solid markings, they are all two-toned. You are different, aren’t you? Is it some kind of mutation? Do others carry it?”

“It is not a matter I care to discuss.” The reasons for his differences being known by Kate would only make the situation more complicated.

“Okay,” she said. “I’m sorry if I offended you.”

She looked a little hurt, which was interesting. She had not been sorry for anything at all since she had arrived, but she did seem sorry about the possibility of hurting his feelings… what a strange creature she was, so brash in some ways and so very sensitive in others.

“There is no offense,” he said. “It’s… complicated. And this situation is complicated enough for the moment.”

“I’m good with complicated,” she said, a familiar spark of interest coming into her eyes. “Tell me more… please…”

“If you can manage to pass more than a few hours without an escape attempt, I will consider telling you.”

She would not take the deal, he knew that, but that didn’t matter.

It had always been a matter of time before she noticed his differences, and she was curious and persistent enough to eventually get to the bottom of them. But that was not necessarily a bad thing. If she diverted her mental energies to figuring out his secrets, she might have less time to devote to more dangerous intellectual pursuits.