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She nestled in my arms but it was clear my lady had no intention of sleeping. Always willing to accommodate, I moved my hand down to tease her pussy.
But she shook her head then took my face in her hands and kissed me. Not a kiss of raw hunger. It was a different kind of passion, one she’d never shown in the past. In truth, one that was new to me as well. Her kiss held tenderness.
I gave up being master and let my queen guide me. We took it slow. Wordlessly savoring every touch, exploring each other’s bodies and finding new erogenous zones. I learned I could start in the palm of her hand and kiss up the inside of her arm and she’d shiver with arousal. As for Meli, she teased and sucked my nipples until I too discovered an invisible wire carrying a current from there to my cock.
By the time I rolled on top of her, we were both red hot. But I slid in slowly, staring into her eyes the whole time. Stopping to kiss her again and again.
I loved the way her eyes glazed over, the way the muscles of her pussy squeezed around me like a hot, wet velvet glove. Finally neither of us could hold back any longer. We fucked with dark intensity, as if this was our last time. Both knowing it might well be.
I could tell she was nearing the peak. Her breathing quickened, and she dug her nails into my back.
“Yes, come for me now. Come for me, Meli.”
She climaxed instantly. Her pussy clenched, muscles spasming around my cock in rhythmic contractions. And as she did, she cried out “I love you, Drayke.”
For the first time in my life, I surrendered. Lost myself and became one with her in that moment. Gave up my iron control and let her take me to a place I’d never been. To the edge of the void – and beyond. Two souls as one, soaring to the stars.
Chapter Twenty
Drayke
Once again, I flew under cover of night, Melisandre astride my back.
I was sure the followers of the dark lord would not leave the flask unguarded. They probably had sentries hidden all around the mountain. Though I doubted they’d expect an airborne attack, I couldn’t risk them letting loose a volley of arrows at seeing my dragon winging through the sky in daylight.
I wasn’t afraid for myself. My iridescent scales were a coat of armor. But if my queen was killed, all would come to an end. Our quest, our battle against the forces of evil – the fate of our kingdom rested in the hands of the woman I carried.
I could see the caldera from miles away. My dragon flew straight to it, drawn by the glowing ring of lava like a starving beast drawn to the scent of a succulent lamb. We flew high over the rim, circled it once. Twice.
I spied a place where long ago the volcano had spewed out huge boulders, dropping them on the mountainside and forming a barrier to lava flows. Melisandre would be safe from danger there, whether the source be human born or the forces of nature. I landed and knelt, folding my wings so she could slide off my back.
She stroked my snout, whispering, “May the Goddess keep you safe.”
I took off again, flying low enough the heat of the molten lava threatened to singe my wings. I felt an unexpected surge of raw power and realized my altered self was feeding off the energy of fire pouring from the earth. Circling the caldera twice as I’d done made my beast stronger. Harder to control.
I summoned my human will and forced my dragon to keep going, swooping down over the blistering hot ground to the heart of the caldera. There, on an altar of glowing rock, stood a flask. I wondered how it could withstand the intense heat without melting or being incinerated, but as I drew closer, I saw the reason.
The flask was fashioned from dragon scales.
My beast let out a fearsome roar, and I felt the anger welling up inside me, hot as flame. One of my kind had been sacrificed to make it. The dark lord knew dragon scales could contain the fire within the beast, and he used them to imprison the element. Hold it captive to be tapped by him.
I reached out with one claw to snatch it from its perch and heard a voice, deep and sonorous.
“The Power of Fire.”
Flames shot from the mouth of the flask, and my dragon breathed them in.
“The power of fire lives within you. Fills you. It’s magnificent. Unimaginable. You possess the power of fire – and the power of flight as well. Untethered by the laws of nature others are chained to. Soaring into the heavens.”
My dragon was spellbound by the voice. It seemed to come from all around at once. Flames burst anew from the mouth of the flask, and once again he breathed them in.
“But there are other powers in the Universe. Human powers. What if you could possess them as well? Be almighty as both dragon and man?”
The flask disappeared, and I saw myself on the throne, man and beast as one, with the splendors of the kingdom laid out at my feet.
“The power to rule. Yours. Yours,” said the voice. “If you follow me. Swear allegiance, and you shall have it all.”
The image changed, and my anger turned to lust as a dozen naked women surrounded the throne, each one wearing the collar of a slave. One did a backbend, feet planted wide apart to display her dripping wet pussy. Another knelt and took my cock in her mouth. Two more began kissing and fondling each other while I watched.
