I lay in bed and practiced keeping my breathing as even as possible. Where did he stay while I slept? I wondered. For my plan to work he needed to stay in the room next to mine. It was hours later that I heard someone open my door. I completely froze. The door closed softly. I waited another hour before slipping through the bathing and garment rooms, entering his chamber. In the soft glow of light from the moons, I could see he slept on his side, facing away from me, a powerful arm cast over his head. The bedding dipped at his waist, and a firm ass cheek caught my attention. This was only the second time in my life I had seen a totally unclothed man. Him standing naked and watching me in the bathing chamber being the first. As a claiming bride, the male body was hidden from me. When older women spoke quietly of erections and the changing male body, I could only imagine the phenomenon. It was almost like I was born with a brand on my forehead.
No self-control; cannot see naked man, might damage my poor brain beyond repair.
Ridiculous!
He was beautifully muscled with flowing sinew in perfect harmony with his body. I'd seen strong male arms and even a stolen glimpse of a male chest, but nothing like what I was looking at. My mouth watered at his glorious exposed skin. If I wasn't careful, I would drool.
I crept closer until I could see the slow rise and fall of his perfect chest. I carefully lifted my knee to the bed, my hand tentatively going out. Before I touched him, his body came alive and my shriek filled the room. In the blink of an eye, I was on my back staring into the darkest eyes I'd ever seen.
"What are you doing here female?" He said with sleep still filling his voice.
His full lips spoke in my dragon's voice. I hadn't accepted the notion before because my mind didn't understand the magic, didn't accept the impossible. There was no more denying it.
"I ca... came to see you," I said with the perfect quiver in my voice.
I was intentionally naked. His eyes did what I wanted them to do and raked down the upper part of my chest. The bottom half of his body covered me below and I knew he could feel me because I felt the hardness of his cock against my belly. Oh my, my.
His gaze lifted and red sparks sizzled in his dark eyes. "You should not sneak into the chamber of a strange man," he said harshly.
I put as much helpless female intonation in my next words as I could, "I need your help."
"My help?" he replied in a husky whisper that sent a thrill through my body.
"Yes." My hand moved off the bedding to lightly graze his cheek, and I ran my thumb over his bottom lip, surprised by its softness. I tried to clear my unsettled thoughts so I could speak again. "Your help. I wish to escape the dragon."
His body froze. I could see the anger flash in his eyes-bright red sparks giving his true identity away again. Turnabout was fair play and this was fun.
Now, I heard irritation in his voice. "You play with fire."
Fighting down my laughter, I trailed my hand across his face and thread my fingers into his hair. I moved my lips a hair's breadth from his and lowered my voice to a soft purr. "But it's you I want to burn me." Take that, you big oaf.
"Why?" he asked with a throaty growl that threatened to make me laugh out load.
I placed as much longing into my voice as possible. "The dragon will never mate with me and I crave a real man between my thighs." This was going further than I planned, but feeling him pressing against me... it's what I wanted now, this instant.
The burning intensity in his eyes was almost my undoing. "He will kill us both."
I moved my body closer so my breasts rubbed against his chest. "Not if you help me escape and go with me."
His tongue came out, running over his upper lip, lightly licking across mine. "Why would I wish to go with you?"
"To be my lover." I pushed my lips against his, but it was him who took my mouth, ravaged it. I couldn't breathe as his tongue delved across my lips, past my teeth, searching my inner recesses. He sucked deliciously, making me groan deep in my throat. He cupped one breast, squeezed a bit too hard... just right. A delicious heat pooled at my center. I wanted this man so badly.
He pulled his lips away. "Fair lady, what do you trade for my assistance?"
I had him. "First, your name."
"Bastian." He breathed out on a moan as I wiggled beneath him.
"I cannot give you my virginity, Bastian."
His eyebrows cocked, his eyes growing even darker still. "Then what can you give me, fair lady?"
"You misunderstand. I've already given my virginity away and had too many other men to count. But I can fuck you, Bastian, of that have no doubt."
It took two seconds for my words to sink in. He exploded from the bed, leaving me bereft. His eyes glowed completely red-dragon red. I wondered if he could spew fire as a human.
"You desecrate the claiming," he yelled, his hands balling at his sides, chest heaving.
For a second, I allowed my eyes to peer at his center. Even thinking me deflowered, he still wanted me. "I didn't choose to be a claiming bride."
He stared at me for a long moment before stalking from the room. Doors slammed in his wake and I smiled. Served him right.
Foolish dragon.
Now I just needed my body to calm. I wasn't exactly sure whom I just punished.