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“Well, you won’t find anything in the archives,” he says, “Nothing useful anyway. That prophecy dates from the ancient days of dragons. Long before we allied with humans.”
“We’ve only allied with humans for the past few hundred years,” I reply. “The archives go back much farther than that.”
Valentia is sightless, but he lifts his eyes to meet mine anyway. “I mean before we allied with humans atall.”
My eyes widen. He’s referring to the time before dragons became dragon shifters, the time when our species were separate.
“If it’s that ancient,” I say, “then how do I find the answers I seek?”
He smiles sadly. “I’m afraid that I don’t know. Even when my great-grandfather was young, the answers to those questions were lost. The best I can do is tell you where you might find the answer, but even that is just the rumor of a rumor.”
“Where?” I ask him. “Tell me.”
He tells me. When he finishes, I realize that to learn the answers I need to learn, I will need to leave the estate for a while. Possibly months.
When I leave Valentia, I fly straight to Brooke’s estate. It’s a risk, but I can’t bear to spend another minute apart from her. Soon, I will need to spend several weeks apart from her. I intend to enjoy every minute I can before that point.
I walk into her room, and she smiles at me, When she does, I kiss her softly.
I don’t know if she’s awake fully when she tells me she loves me, but I know I’m fully awake when I reply, “I love you too.”
ChapterTen
Anniversary
Brooke
I cling to him, one hand gripping his shoulder and the other covering my mouth so I don’t cry out loudly enough to alert the rest of the staff to the fact that I’m cumming on Aiden’s cock right now.
This is the first time we have sex that isn’t in my house or in the airplane. This time, we’re in his office at his house, and I’m cumming so hard that if this scream gets out, everyone on the estate will hear.
Good lord, this is so hot. It’s so much hotter knowing that we might get caught. I mean, I don’t know if there will be any consequences to getting caught. He’s the boss on the estate, and I’ve proven my value to this organization so there’s no chance of this being a situation where people think I’m only here to get Aiden’s rocks off. That doesn’t mean I want people to have any ammunition at all. I know my worth and I’ve proven it time and time again. I think almost everyone here believes in my value, too.
Still, I feel deliciously naughty as I scream and tighten around him as my second orgasm of the night hits me like a hurricane. Does that make sense? Hell, maybe it hits me like a tornado. I don’t know, and to tell you the truth, I don’t really care. It just hits me hard, hard as hell. It might be the most overpowering kind of thing imaginable. I guess it can be considered a hurricane if you think of it as me being completely blown away, devastated, and destroyed in the most beautiful and powerful way.
How the hell does this man do this to me every single fucking time?
His phone rings, and I quickly get off of him. Damn, just lifting myself off so his cock slides out of me has an impact on the sensations rushing over me. It’s almost like my body knows there’s going to be a break in the stimulation and it wants to make certain to make up for the impeding lack of stimulation. I stifle a scream so whoever’s calling won’t hear me. I’m finally off, legs trembling, and I sink to the floor as he answers. I’m trying to breathe but not only do I still almost feel him but I can see his shaft, hard as hell, right in front of me. That gives me a wonderful idea.
I wrap my lips around his cock just after he answers. He looks down at me, and his eyes widen, and it’s so hot to see him look at me that I nearly cum again. Well, I’m still cumming but you get the point. I guess there’s a bit of a power trip involved in knowing I can drive him crazy. I mean, I doubt I can make his body feel the way he makes my body feel but I’m certain I have a dramatic impact on him one way or the other. It’s impossible to miss that on his face, and the look of lust in his eyes is absolutely unmistakable. Heck, I feel damned powerful and sexy as hell.
I moan and drive my lips as far down his cock as I can, twisting my head and sucking powerfully while he talks to whoever is on the other end. I’m not following the conversation. He’s talking about some impending visit or something, and there’s no real detail I can glean from it. Of course, I’m not paying attention. The only focus I feel right now is what’s in my mouth. I move my lips as deep as I can and rotate my mouth back upward as I caress his balls and do all I can to make things good for him.
Good?
No. I want things to be fantastic for him. I want it to be incredible. I want it to be remarkable. I have to say that even though I can’t follow the conversation, I notice a number of pauses. At first I think he’s just carefully considering responses but eventually, I realize the pauses are him getting control of his voice so he doesn’t end up moaning in the middle of his conversation. I felt a little bit powerful before. Now, I feel like a damned sex goddess!
I fight the urge to moan as I suck and I also fight the urge to use my free hand, the one currently stroking his abdomen, to reach between my legs. I mean, I’m still kind of cumming and I imagine my clit is so sensitive at the moment that any additional stimulation is just going to overwhelm me. Nonetheless, I have to fight the urge.
So, I decide to occupy my hand and I bring it to his shaft, using it along with my hand and sliding up and down, twisting my hand one direction and my mouth the other as I do. Hell, I don’t know how I manage to coordinate any of this. I’m not usually so damned dexterous and I sure as hell don’t plan to do this. I’m just kind of taken away by the moment and it’s almost like my actions are involuntary and not specifically determined by my brain.
I can feel the subtle changes in his body, the muscle twitches and such, that tell me he’s going to cum soon. It’s harder to fight back moans and as I caress his balls, I have no idea how I’ll manage. Luckily, that’s when I hear him say, “Very well. Goodbye, and we’ll talk in a week.” When he breathes out, “Damn. So, good,” I moan like a completely cock-hungry slut.
Geez.Cock-hungry slut? This man doesn’t just bring out the sexy woman in me. He brings out the utterly out of control, completely vulgar, two-dollar whore! As much as it’s politically incorrect for me to say this, I love that. I love that he turns me into a sex fiend. In fact, I don’t think there’s anything I’d rather be than a sex fiend for Aiden.
I guess this is who I am now.
Wait. I don’t mean I’m just a sex fiend. I mean I’m a whole hell of a lot of things. I was a law student just over a year ago but now I’m so much more. Now, I’m a high-powered international lawyer. Don’t ask me how the hell that happened because I don’t know. I mean, I know obviously that taking this job not only gave me an opportunity but also somehow transformed me professionally in a way just as profound and unlikely as how my relationship with Aiden transformed me personally.
