RoxanneI'm standing in front of the mirror, washing my face, and fuming. He actually said fucking! I don't care that his blue eyes are incredible. Or give me a mallet and I can play a tune on the muscles of his belly. The girth of his biceps is larger than my waist. And his face is more than pleasing. I may need to kill him just because he is too good and it's hard to tear my eyes away from him.Fucking, really?!I broke a chair over his head and I'm the one with the wound. It's because there is nothing inside his skull but rocks. No, that's an insult to rocks. Worms, that's better. They've eaten through the brains he might have been born with and passed them through their system as compost. Mushy... smelly... compost.I'm beyond furious. My virginity is a very sore subject. If we are the dragon's chosen bride and it's discovered we are not a virgin, the lives of our entire family are forfeited. Along with the lives of the man who took a bride's virginity and his family too. No villa
RoxanneIt surprises me when he laughs. He walks to the table and uses a cloth from his meal to clean himself. His gaze remains steady on mine the entire time. He hasn't said a word for a few minutes and I'm suddenly beyond nervous. He picks up the remaining chair and I close my eyes expecting it to land on my head. I hear the legs of the chair settle against the floor and dare to peek. I watch him sit down on the mattress."Come here and sit in the chair."It's a command. Everything in me rebels at the dictate but what choice do I truly have? I drag my feet closer. He tips his head to the chair when I take too long. I sit.His voice is soft, entirely too soft, and it makes his words more ominous. "You should not have struck me.""I'm sorry?" I squeak. I really expected instant retaliation and his delayed response has my nerves completely unraveling. He should just have hit me over the head with the chair. I've struck him twice now and he's yet to punish me... or kill me. Acasia told
LarynShe's priceless.I should be angry that she thinks she will dictate about fucking, but I'm not. There is nothing better than a good game of shark and little fish. I know she's a virgin. All the brides are virgins. She's also afraid. Unlike my former brides, she hides it behind bravado. I like that. I like her.I've seduced brides many times. Once they settle, their frightened mouse persona fades and their true female nature shows. They become cross at some small transgression and I seduce them from their sour mood. I enjoy that game and I always win.It only makes it more thrilling this time because my new bride is different. She doesn't wail and beg. She doesn't use tears to dissuade me from my course. She uses a chair and even her small fist. She's a warrior and this should be fun.What isn't fun is the stiff burden of my cock. I head to my chambers and mentally send a message to my manservant. "Deliver a tray of fruit and cheese to my bride. Take care that she doesn't kill yo
RoxanneHis manservant doesn't take me to the weapons chamber, the dragon does. First though, the dragon delivers clothing. He tells me to put them on and be ready in an hour. It gives my food time to settle and I also have an opportunity to bathe.The clothes are a problem. They're made of beautiful, brown pliable leather. Soft fur lines the outer seams. The entire outfit, though incredible, is obscene. There's nothing to it. I'm accustomed to heavy skirts that I had to loop through my belt so they remained out of my way while I hunted and trained. Nothing on this outfit will be in the way. More skin shows than even the bride gown displayed.I dress in the clothes out of curiosity. Nothing so fine had ever touched me. The garment has a wrap-around flap in the front and the back buckles at my hips. My legs have the freedom to move in all directions. It barely covers my upper thighs and my bottom. When I move, the material separates and my hips show through the slits. The top piece cov
LarynMy human weapons master stands to the side of the door as my bride walks through the large chamber. I watch her admire each piece with complete wonder. You would think she was examining the finest jewels. She returns several times to an overly large halberd. I love the weapon, though it is much too large for her. I walk over and lift it from its stand."It's quite sharp, a good weapon, but not a proper size for you. The halberd is deadly and takes a master to wield it proficiently." I step several yards away and sweep the air in front of me. The blade whooshes through the air and makes a unique sound.She's captivated."Armorer, you will have one made for use by my bride no later than next week." Unable to speak aloud, he nods. My gaze travels to my bride. "Choose a sword more suited to your size so we may practice today." I place the halberd back in its stand."You truly mean to do this?"I have no idea why she's confused. "I said I will train you and I don't go back on my word
RoxanneI will kill him. A slice to the gut so his intestines fall out is my preference. Then I will pull them and watch him die slowly while in great pain. Maybe a few birds will land and feast on his internal organs before the last vestiges of death lock his eyes into an endless stare.He's mean. He's worthless. I give a loud sniff and lift my head. He's naked. It startles me so much that my anger vanishes. His male member juts out from between his legs and I jerk my gaze to his. "Why did you do that?" I demand.He moves closer and I suck much needed air into my lungs. He waves his hand nonchalantly. "It's the only way for you to get over your fear of falling so we can get on with your next lesson." He walks past me and grabs clothes that I didn't know were there. I have no idea when they were delivered. "Are you finished gazing at my fine physique or would you like to come closer and touch it?"I hadn't realized my eyes dropped back to his manhood. "No, please cover it. That thing
Laryn"Bring your guard up and protect your left side, human," I shout as she drops her shoulder again. If I hadn't pulled back, she'd have a gaping wound."I'm trying, you blue demon," she says while gasping for air. "And you're human too."I give her my finest smirk. "Don't let this outstanding human body fool you. I'm all dragon, sweetheart." I twist my wrist and her sword flies over the side of the tower.We've trained each day for a week and spend hours building her endurance. Then, an hour with swords and a final hour in flight, though the flying is for the sheer fun of it. When I arrive at her room to begin our training sessions, she's all business and never complains about the muscle-aching work I have her do. She runs, lifts heavy bags of grain, and runs some more. Her eyes light up when it's time for sword practice. I've made her start over and reverse her bad habits. She's frustrated yet follows my instruction to the letter. I've worked with Ashrac many times. He complains
LarynFor some reason her attempt to kill me makes me proud. Not that I will tell her that. She has yet to beg and I really need that cold water. "I'll teach you to swim. It's much like leaping from the tower. If you trust me you will learn."She hesitates for only a few seconds. "Then let's go swimming.""Hold on." I'm excited to teach her something new and I add a burst of speed.When we fly over the water, she does the exact opposite of holding on. She moves around until her small feet dig into my scales. She stands upon my back completely fearless.I love her. No. I do not. I barely like her. We haven't even fucked."We're going in." I don't give her time to respond. I lift my nose and buck my body. She flies over my head and I shift to human mid-dive. I hear her splash before I hit the water. It takes me a moment to spot her. Panic shows in her eyes, but she isn't struggling. I gather her in my arms, kick my feet, and push us upward.She coughs between smiles as she draws air int