RoxanneHe flew me back to his castle and deposited me in my room without comment to my statement.I want him. I have for days. My heartbeat accelerates and warmth floods me whenever he comes near. And when he touches me... my body burns. The damn dragon knows this too. I see it in his eyes-a flash of silver that turns me into a quivering mess.I think of the unclaimed brides. When they are not chosen, most willingly give up their virginity the night of the claiming. It's a huge event in the village, or so I've been told. Thinking I would kill the dragon, I planned to die a virgin. If not by the hand of the dragon, the people of my village would have no choice but to do it themselves. This would be their only chance to reduce the vengeance from the other dragons.Now, my virginity is the last thing I want.He's incredibly arrogant and at the same time, absolute perfection. He knows it and I feel drab in comparison. Then his blue eyes spark with silver light as he looks at me. His desi
RoxanneAt last, I enter his rooms. The front area is where we eat. There's a large table on one side. A large doorway opens to a medium-sized room that is dedicated to books. I can't read, so I've never asked to look at one. Reading and schooling never seemed important. Every day of my life held one focus: the death of a dragon.Slowly, I inch my way to his bedroom. I've only ever taken a quick glance inside. He has a large window with an outer ledge so he may shift. It's not the window I'm looking for, though.He's propped on his side, his eyes open and appraising. I've seen him naked so many times, but this is different. A thin cover rests over his hips and leaves his chest and one leg bare. He's beautiful and I'm completely inadequate.I can no longer hold back my tears. They trail down my cheeks. I said I wouldn't cry when he beds me and now it's a lie. I inhale. "I've come to beg, dragon." I take a step forward intending to walk closer then drop to my knees.He's out of the bed
LarynMy color suits her. I've had brides with brown, blonde, and red hair along with different tones of skin. I remember none of them lighting up as she does at the moment of my release. I'm so proud of her. It's always painful the first time. I'm huge and virginity is a barrier best dealt with quickly. I've had brides wail for hours. My new bride fought back. She will always fight back.When she stood before me after entering the room, I couldn't watch her tears and not react. I hate bride tears, but hers are different. She cried only because she conceded defeat. Those tears affected me as no others.Now we are resting in the afterglow of my orgasm. I think this may be the best first fucking I've ever experienced. She will be a great bride in and out of bed. She keeps me on my toes, and there are so many things about fucking that I will teach her.Her breathing changes and I know she sleeps. I don't give myself the luxury of staring at her unclothed beauty. This is one of the rules
RoxanneTo wake up alone after what I gave him the night before was devastating. To hear the dragon's explanation more so. I want his love so badly my chest constricts and I have trouble breathing. Gaining that love will cause him additional suffering and I cannot allow that to happen.I rest in his arms, the blue glow fading slowly. My hand is on his chest and my fingers draw small circles around the small pucker at the tip of his breast. I've seen my share of human male chests. Nothing compares to my dragon."May we fly this morning, dragon?" I'm tired from lack of sleep and I don't want him returning me to my room if I nod off."If my bride wishes to fly, we will fly.""I'm sorry for the halberd."He laughs which reassures me that he isn't angry. "I will teach you to use it properly and you will have better aim next time."I smile with a shyness I've never felt. "You know I don't want better aim when it comes to lopping off one of your body parts.""That's good to hear." He gives m
LarynEach night that passes and she isn't in my bed, the yearning builds. She shares an hour or two with me before falling asleep. She tries to stay awake. I push her hard during the day for this reason. She's been with me for two weeks now. She's settled so quickly that it feels like two years. In my life the brides are but a blink of time. If just once time would stand still.She's feisty and funny. Grumpy on occasion and a smart-ass on others. She's not whiny and isn't given to tears. It's refreshing in a bride. I hate to think that Bastian might have the right of it. They come to us with no knowledge of what a new life will hold and worried that they may be a dragon's evening meal. Not that my new bride wanted anything more than to kill me. She is far different than all the others. My little warrior.Tonight we travel to Bastian's realm for cards. I've missed Ashrac and know his parents keep him away to give me time with my bride. The little red hellion has burrowed into my heart
RoxanneHe doesn't know my name and it hurts.After the opening introduction and the extended time-out for the two dragons, Laryn returns. His and Sarn's clothing are slightly disheveled but if there was blood they cleaned it off. Laryn remains by my side for the rest of the evening. I know of Calista, Sarn's bride. Her name and that of Meagan and Acasia as well as all the past brides are spoken of with reverence. To sacrifice yourself to a dragon is the highest honor a woman in my village can achieve. Of course, everyone believes they go to their death. It doesn't matter what they say to keep the brides from living in fear of the claiming. The village sacrifices the few to save the many. I had hoped by killing the dragon, the villagers would see what they do as wrong. The brides have no true life until one of them is chosen. The tradition is horrible and must be stopped.Meagan is old and frail. I don't question Tahr's love for her. You can see it in the attention he gives her. In on
LarynSir Orland Locksy is a weasel in every sense of the word. I hate him and I hate the realm he lives in. Mucky skies, putrid air, and immoral people. I call it hell's realm. It's also my favorite place to collect treasure. My dragon brothers and I have been many times. It's always a challenge and, best of all, dangerous. I should feel apprehensive bringing my bride here, but what I feel is exhilaration clear to the tip of my dragon's tail.She's dressed in the manner of the day for women. I played the lady's maid and helped with the heavy makeup and putting a hot iron and pins to her hair. There were several advantages to playing a lowly servant to get her ready. I told her that I could only perform the artistry needed while she was unclothed. The sparkle in her eyes let me know she didn't believe a word. She uttered no objection, though. It took much longer than we planned and now we are late for the ball.Smelly people all. We're in a large chamber filled with gluttonous humans.
RoxanneHe asked for my name. My brave, brave dragon. He took me to steal my first treasure and had no qualms about me fighting bad men with swords. In his eyes, I'm as capable as a man. I love him more than I can ever put into words. It's hard to remain unselfish and not want his love in return.We have many good years ahead of us. Great years. I just can't help worrying about what will happen when I die. My heart breaks over the thought of any pain he will suffer. To wait thousands of years for a mate to transcend is cruel. The time he has already waited crueler still.I gather my hair back and prepare for a visit from Acasia and Ashrac. My stolen piece of jewelry proudly adorns my throat on a piece of leather that matches my outfit. My dragon likes the stone and I enjoy seeing pride in his eyes when I wear it.Sir Orifice only had one goal and that was to remove my dress and fuck me. Hitting him over the head with a large vase from the nightstand beside the bed was easy. Repeatedly