Page 11 of A Kiss From a Dragon Lord

Anwyn gives a sigh and rolls onto her back before rolling onto her side to face me. The firelight makes her glow like a goddess, and I lean forward. Is she too cold? Too hot? Is she hungry again? Her cheeks are too hollow for my liking.

It’s late, but if I set off now, I could—

“I can’t sleep with you watching me like that,” she says, her soft voice echoing around us. I gesture toward the mouth of the cave with my claws.

“You are my most precious possession, Anwyn. If I lower my guard, someone may come and try and take you from me.” I cross my arms over my chest and give her a sharp nod. “I will not fail you. I will keep watch over you while you sleep.”

Anwyn wrinkles her small nose.

“No one is coming after me now that you’ve roasted Wicksome.”

“Is there no one else looking for you? A family?”

Anwyn shakes her head, her golden hair moving about her shoulders. A loneliness swims in her eyes, one that I am all too familiar with. We are both lonely creatures. There may be more similarities between me and my precious one than I thought.

Anwyn lets out another sigh and sits up, the blanket wrapped around her revealing her shoulders. My mouth waters at the sight of her. Tucking some loose hair behind her ears, she squares her shoulders at me.

“Look, you need to stop staring at me.” She takes another breath as if summoning her strength. Her eyes are wary as they bore into mine, and I brace myself for what she is about to say next. “I’ll need to be well rested so I can set off in the morning.”

My flames roar in my stomach and climb up my throat, begging me to expel them. She wants to leave. My precious Anwyn wants to leave me. The way she’s holding herself, I can tell she’s waiting for me to explode, to forbid her from going. I suppose I could do that, but I want her willing. I would never imprison my lovely Anwyn; only for her own safety did I keep her.

I am a monster, to be sure, but I will be a monsterforher, never towards her.

The flames inside me fizzle, and my shoulders drop. I did not provide my Anwyn with enough. Even though I tried my best to show her I was the only one who could keep her safe, it’s clear it was not enough, and she has decided to set out on her own. I’ve failed, I’ve lost my chance to keep her forever.

Now that I know she is alive, I’ll watch over her from the shadows for eternity. Protecting her in the best way that I can until she thinks to give me another chance. And if she does not, watching over her will give me more pleasure than a million gold coins.

I give a sharp nod, the only response I can muster towards her statement that will not show the pain her choice has caused me. The acute disappointment I feel towards myself.

Anwyn’s opal eyes glow with surprise, but she says nothing, just lies back down on her mountain of pillows. The moments tick on as I watch her beautiful face look up at the ceiling of the cave. Her head turns toward me again.

“You’re still staring.”

“I can’t risk it. I must keep watch over you.” This I will hold firm on. I will never let harm come to her. Anwyn gives another sigh and then pats the space beside her. My brows lower at the action.

“If you're so worried about someone coming and stealing me, then you can lay right next to me. I can’t sleep feeling your eyes on me like that.”

My heart pounds in my chest. Lay beside her? Feel the warmth of her body? My mouth begins to water in earnest. My precious Anwyn has given me the ultimate gift. To spend this last night in my lair pressed close together.

I try not to trip over my own tail in my haste to make my way over to her pallet.

Anwyn shuffles over and turns onto her side, facing away from me. Her sweet scent invades my senses; the warmth of her body soaks into my scales. My body screams at me to touch her, trace her curves with my claws, and taste her skin with my tongue. I burn with the need to grab her and hold her to me, to show her the pleasure I and I alone can give her.

That’s when it hits me.

I haven’t shown her the extent of my devotion, the pleasure I wish to bring her. Sure, I’ve gotten her food and made her warm, but I haven’t shown her the euphoria I can bring her with my mouth and my cock. Would she like me to? It may be the only way to keep her with me. If I give her a taste of the pleasure that could be hers for eternity if she chose to remain at my side.

It’s worth the risk.

Her body shifts next to mine. I turn to face her, leaving only a few inches of space between us. With another sigh, she tries to relax her body. The movement causes her to slide the reaming distance towards me. The supple mounds of her ass press into my cock. Anwyn lets out a small gasp as her body goes still.

With a few small manipulations from my tail, I slowly drag the silk blanket covering her down her body. The fire and my body will keep her warm enough. It’s not long until the smooth skin of her arm is revealed. My tongue tries to slide out of my mouth to lick it, but I hold back. Instead, I carefully run my claw from her shoulder to her wrist. Her precious flesh breaks out in goosebumps, and she lets out a moan. My cock is so hard that I fear it may shatter before I’ve gotten the chance to pleasure her with it.

I trace up the side of her exposed arm one more time before she twists to look at me. Her opal eyes are heavy-lidded.

“What are you doing?” she asks.

“Making sure my precious Anwyn is relaxed.”

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