Page 41 of Captured By the Dragon Warlord
Dexx growls. The sound reverberates around the passage, rolling away from us.
“No.”
“Um, yes,” I say, eyebrows raised.
“No paraxio.”
His front leg fails, and he drops onto one knee.
“Dexx? What is it? What’s wrong?”
Fear hits me, like I had when he was gone all that time during the cave-in. The thought of being stuck underground with only darkness, dust, terror…it swarms in, but also, I’m not entirely sure it all comes from me.
“Paraxio,” his huge lips murmur as he drops his great head onto the ground. “Narcotic.”
“There are actually drugs which can stop a Sarkarnii?”
“Not stop.” Dexx’s eye twinkles at me. “Merely make merry.” His forked tongue pokes out between his teeth. “I desire you, mate.”
“I’m sure you do.” I glare down at the tube in my hand. There has to be a way to stop it emitting whatever it is releasing.
I run my hand over the outer casing. It appears smooth. I squeeze it to see if there are any hidden buttons.
“I would prefer you do that with my cock, little mate.” Dexx nudges his huge head into my shoulder.
He’s absolutely out of it, the fire in his eye no longer red but instead a deep maroon. Between his legs, bobbing against his abdomen, is his unsheathed cock, ready for action.
“I bet you would,” I say, giving the tube a shake.
“Here.” A clawed hand swipes it out of mine. “You can turn it off like this.”
I recognize the Sarkarnii standing next to me as Dante, his turquoise scales almost luminous in the dim light.
He flicks at the top of the tube with his claw, and a third light appears which he covers with his thumb before inhaling deeply.
“If it’s effecting Dexx, it’ll affect you too,” I warn.
“Not quite as much.” Dante gives me an unhinged grin.
Dexx is slumped on one side, his huge flank rising and falling, his eye glassy. I reach out and run my hand over his enormous cheek and he rumbles with appreciation.
He’s certainly relaxed, all save one part of him which is very muchat attention.
“How did you know how to turn it off?” I demand of Dante. “Did you put it here?”
He puts his clawed hand over his chest and looks, amazingly, hurt.
“We found one on my ship. I’ve been tracking them,” he says.
“How…” There is a great huff of breath from behind him as Dexx rises slowly to his feet. “How did you even know there was paraxio? Your crew are never sober.”
Dante laughs but doesn’t contradict Dexx.
“We knew, even if it didn’t affect us as badly.” He looks Dexx over. “A little paraxio doesn’t do any harm.”
Dexx snaps his teeth at Dante, who dodges him, and this causes Dexx to stagger to one side.
Not sober either, it would seem.
