Page 59 of Bite Me

“Ky, can you hear me?”

Oh God, she had broken him. His only response was to stare at her boobs.

“Slut, release me from your bonds.”

Seriously? That's his new and improved insult? “Go fuck yourself, you piece of shit.”

Kur-Jara glared at her as his great claws reached between his legs and jerked back and forth. Jada gaped at the dragon's literal interpretation of her words.

He was jacking off right there in front of her. It was one of the most bizarre thing she had ever seen.

“You like watching me, slut? Come over here and let me fuck you like a real Dragon, not your little pet.”

She would need to be careful about what else she said to him. “You don't seem to understand that you are now under my control. So, you can continue to fuck yourself until I say otherwise.”

He growled at her, but she did not fear him anymore. Normally her allure lasted for only a few seconds. Not today. Not after. She felt as though she could continue to pour the allure out indefinitely, and she still wasn't even using her full capacity. She'd held a small reserve back just in case. Good thing she had because Ky had his own cock in his hands stroking himself with the same instructions as she'd given the black Dragon.

“Ky Puru, stop. Rest.” He still hadn't taken his eyes off of her chest and didn't even as he slumped into the fetal position on the ground.

What the hell was she supposed to do with the two of these dragons now that she had them in her allure. All she done so far was make them touch themselves which when it came to battle strategy seemed pretty damn weak.

Where were the rest of the Dragon warrior's? Damn, Jakob had told Steele and Dax to escort the women to Fleur's garden. That still left Jakob and Ciara, and she was a white witch with insane powers. Too bad she didn't have any way to contact them. When this was all over, she was getting a phone implanted in her goddamn head. She didn't keep up with technology, but surely that was a thing by now.

Should she risk trying to send Ky back to the house? He did not seem in very good shape right now. Maybe she should try to exile Kur-Jara from their lives while she had him trapped in her allure.

She sure wished they had hashed out more of their plan because she was not good at making decisions.

Never had to.

Ky had put his trust and faith in her, he thought she could do it.

How would she know if she didn't try?

“Tell me why you have sent your demon dragons after me.”

Kur-Jara was still stroking himself and his breathing was heavy. “Because you are a dragon's mate.”

That didn't tell her enough. “Why does that matter to you?”

“Fuck you.”

Was that his answer? Because he wanted to have sex with her? No. She'd simply asked him a question and hadn't demanded the answer. Kur-Jara’s will was strong enough to understand the difference it appeared.

“Tell me why you want the dragons' mates.”

Kur-Jara roared and his semen spilled out onto the ground.

Ew.

The great Dragon shook his head and released his cock. It slipped back into his protective scales and he rose up.

“Too late, you whore slut.”

He lashed his tail around and smoke poured from his nostrils. He stalked toward her.

Dammit. With his release, the effect of her allure no longer controlled him. His sexual need was slaked. What a dumbass she was.

She opened up that last chunk of her power that she had been holding back. Her instincts screamed at her not to do it. She had no other choice.

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