Page 24 of The Soul of the Dragon

"I'm not a princess, remember? I'm a little beast and right now she wants the big beast." She rolled on top of me and my hand fell away as she settled her pussy over the spot my hand vacated. "But don't take this for more than what it is. I'll do anything to keep from giving my stepfather what he wants. If that means I have to give my virginity to someone else, then that’s what I’ll do.”

That little speech tore me in two. Part of me wanted to push her away and tell her to take her daddy games elsewhere. I wasn’t in the business of helping others get what they wanted.

And then the other part, the side I knew was being influenced by mating heat wanted to take everything she had to give and then give her back so much pleasure her head would explode.What I wanted from her was too important to throw away after.

“Princess, I don’t think you understand what you’re asking for. If you give me an inch, I’m going to take a mile.”

She rolled her eyes and I about turned her over my knee so I could spank some sense into her.

“It’s just sex. People here have it all the time. Maybe if I hadn’t spent so much time in the woods hiding, I wouldn’t be in this position.

No. She’d probably be married to some useless bastard for his political power and popping out a kid or two by now. And the thought of that sickened me.

“Don’t get me wrong. I’m all too happy to give you my cock. Watching you struggle to take it in as you were stretched to the breaking point would be thrilling indeed and then when I knotted you—fuck—feeling your tight pussy stretch and ripple around me already has precum dripping from my dick. But if you think this would be one and done between us then you’re a goddamn fool.”

I listened to her frantic breathing. Knowing that my words got to her almost as much as they got to me threatened to scramble my brain. But we were outside in the middle of the dark forest. I didn’t want her first time to be on the dirty ground.

We should have found a village to stop in. There would have to be a place to stay somewhere with a nice warm bed. Although out here, far from prying eyes, no one would hear her scream the first time I took her.

I scrubbed my hand down my face. There seemed no hope of thinking straight.

“I know I should be upset with you for talking to me that way…”

“But you aren’t.”

She shook her head. What was I supposed to do? We were between a rock and a hard place. I could assuage her mating heat and give her some short-lived relief, but if she triggered the dragon…

At that thought, dark, shiny scales shimmered just underneath my skin. The dragon wanted freedom like she did. Keeping him caged this long had been a mistake. But the skies here were not dragon friendly. And I wasn’t sure she was ready to see me like that.

It was one thing to know I changed into a dragon, and another entirely to see the actual beast. He often had an attitude and cared less about doing the right thing than I did. Which wasn’t as often as it should be. I was a selfish bastard and some gifts were impossible to refuse.

She moaned, pulling me from my thoughts as I looked down to see I’d opened the fastenings of my trousers and palmed the bare skin of my cock, all while she watched. I closed my eyes against the image of her watching me and the fact I couldn’t control myself very well around her. It was too much to bear.

I gave my cock one last hard tug, pulled free from the confines of my pants, and refastened them. I could get through this without behaving like an animal. Just because I wasn’t used to denying myself didn’t mean I couldn’t. I was a fucking Ferguson. I could do whatever the hell I wanted.

I just happened to want the little beast more than I wanted to behave. Which considering I’d known her less than twenty-four hours didn’t say much about me. Finding that amulet was supposed to be my top priority.

“Does this mean…?” She looked stricken and I felt that disappointment more keenly than any before. The pain of it spread through my chest like a wildfire and by the time I went to answer her, the dragon had made an appearance.

I knew because her eyes went wide with fear.

“Don’t be afraid, little beast.” I smirked. “He’s not in control. I am. But he does want to get a closer look. You up to that?”

ChapterNine

Kitra

Ibacked away a few steps. I’d never been up close and personal with a real life dragon before. Magnus was the only one I knew in person and he rarely shifted into dragon form. It agitated the King when he did, and whatever agitated the King everyone avoided at all costs. My stepfather had a wicked temper, and it was best not to trigger it.

Even Magnus. The nephew that he treated almost like a son.Almost. There was something off about the two of them and I couldn't quite pinpoint it.

As I stared at the golden glow of this man’s eyes and the way his pupils had narrowed to slits, I half wanted to turn and run. But everyone knew that you don't run from any predator unless you know for certain you could make it to safety before they caught you.

A natural predator seemed to live for the chase.

In this case, I didn’t have a chance without my magic and that damn little imp, who could have helped me here, had run off.

“You’re going to change into your dragon form now?” I tried to keep the panic out of my voice, but failed.

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