Ellora's Cavemen: Tales from the Temple II (25 page)

He had demanded to know her name, threatened to seek her out. Liesel warned against it.

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Alicia Sparks

If you find her before the moon deems it to be, you shall destroy everything. You are meant
to rule Tyr. You shall need her by your side.

“Mace?”

“Yes. We would not want her to worry.” His voice didn’t sound like his own and caused her to send him a wary look. He wondered if Liesel shared with her the secrets of their destiny. And wondered why it had taken him so long to piece the events together.

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Dragon’s Law: Mace

Eleanora hadn’t backed down from him when he transformed into the fierce dragon and crouched down for her to mount his back. She clung to his back during the journey over the mountains, all the while her breath warm on his neck. Something inside him was changing, had been changing ever since he met her. And now that he knew she was the one Liesel foresaw, all he could think of was learning the remainder of the prophecy, the part Liesel conveniently overlooked.

This woman was not a princess from a foreign land as Liesel had assured him his soul mate would be. She seemed nothing more than a sacrificial virgin, one who had come to crave his touch as much as he had come to crave hers. One who had gotten under his skin in the worst manner to leave him defenseless against her. One who would destroy him if given the chance.

What he thought had been love or emotion in her eyes was nothing more than cool dignity. She would not bow down to him, but this didn’t mean she cared for him. The aching in his chest told him he cared much more than he desired. Feeling emotions was forbidden to him, had been taught out of him as a child. But something about her when she wrapped her strong legs around him made him want to feel for the first time in a long time. His mother would be disappointed. He would almost be willing to give up the throne to his brother if it meant becoming capable of feeling something for someone.

No, not someone. For her.

He watched the reunion between his lovely captor and her sisters, determined not to be shaken by the love between them. And wondering why his own family never shared such an experience. His and Damon’s mothers had fought ever since the brothers were born weeks apart so many years ago. Their father lived in a constant power struggle between the two women until his mother’s death three years ago.

“You found her.” The familiar voice caused him to turn and face the wise old crone.

“Aye, that I did.” He kept his face set, not allowing Liesel to see into his mind.

“It won’t work, child. I’ve known you since your birth. I was there the night you were destined to be king. And I know your heart. You love this girl.”

Hearing the words out loud was more than he had prepared for. Love. Yes, he supposed he did. If love meant feeling an ache inside so strong it threatened to destroy your sanity. Feeling an insatiable passion that threatened to overrun common sense.

“Don’t deny it. A new time is coming. One of peace. Your brother has found something special as well. A woman fit for a princess.”

“I am to be king,” he growled.

“And you shall. You shall both rule in peace. Two is better than one, eh?”

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“I shall never rule with my brother!”

“Yes, you shall. At the end of the moon time, you shall see the truth in my words.

Damon is a changed man. The change is under his skin as it is yours. Neither of you can deny it.”

He didn’t want to believe it. The feud between brothers had lasted his entire life. It drove him in his every action. There had never been a circumstance without the hatred.

Until now. “Damon has returned, then?”

“Returned with several surprises.” Liesel nodded toward Eleanora. “Go to her,” she encouraged. “Take her into your world. Your real world. Into your heart. She is yours just as you are her prisoner.”

As if on cue, Eleanora turned to smile at him. The smile slipped inside him, going into his darkest core and changing him, melting all the doubt and hatred. He returned the smile. Suddenly all he could think of was having her hair spread out on his red sheets. And loving her.

“Your dragon is handsome,” Isadore commented.

“Yes, he is. But he doesn’t trust me. He thinks I’m his brother’s spy.”

“Ah, yes. Damon. Another handsome one. Then again, I’ve not seen an unattractive dragon. Their feud is as old as they are, it seems. But I’ve been here for three years and I’ve never seen Mace smile as he does now.” Lucina nodded toward the dragon.

“I should go.” Eleanora tore her eyes from Mace’s handsome face and hugged her sisters one more time. There were so many questions to ask. But now that she was here, she had been assured she would never return to her village. She held her breath as he approached and warily took his hand when he offered it.

“Do you like your new dress?”

“What do you care of my dress? You prefer me naked.” She laced the words with as much bitterness as she could manage. The truth was, she preferred to be naked with him. And she was terrified he would give her up.

“That I do, little one, but if you are to be a member of my community now, you shall only be naked in the privacy of our chamber.”

She flushed when he gave her hand a squeeze. “Our chamber?”

“Unless you prefer to do it in the open?” He laughed, showing her his perfect white teeth. “I see your blush. All the way to here.” His fingers grazed along the top edge of her bodice. “I wonder if it trails down. To here.” He brushed a hand across her nipple, which hardened instantly. “You are on fire for my touch.”

Her eyes met his and held them. There was no way she could deny her desire for him. “I should like to see this chamber,” she smiled, her boldness coming back.

“And you shall.”

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“Say my name.” His voice was a growl. He bit into her shoulder as he drove himself into her tight hole over and over again. She bucked against him, meeting his every stroke. They barely made it to the chamber before her new dress lay in shreds at her feet.

“Mace.” She panted his name, making his dick throb even more. To have a woman such as this panting and weakened at his touch, his loving empowered him.

“Yes, little one. Know that I am your master.”

Her inner walls squeezed against him, fisting around him, reminding him that only days ago she had never known a man’s touch. Now, she begged for his touch, his release. He grasped her hips, digging his fingers into her soft flesh while he rocked back and forth, slapping his balls against her hardened clit. He loved taking her from behind.

Loved watching her ass move in time to the force of his thrusts. Mostly, he loved being inside her and planned to take her any and every way possible.

His balls spasmed and he knew his release was near. Pulling his throbbing cock from her pussy, he shot his white seed on her ass and ran his fingers through it, coating her tight rosette. He still hadn’t taken her this way, but tonight he planned to. He rubbed his liquid into her hole, into her cunt, reveling in the way the orgasm shook her.

“Are you ready for me?”

“Yes.”

He positioned himself at her opening and slid the head of his cock in enough to open her slightly. “Be still and I won’t hurt you.” His voice was meant to soothe her, but still she shook against him. Not out of fear. She wanted this as much as he did. He could tell by the way she arched her back against him, begging him to fill her.

Slowly, slowly, he moved into her, feeling a tightness like he’d never known before.

When his cock finally filled her completely, he slipped his fingers into her pussy and began stroking her to orgasm while his dick remained buried in her tight ass.

He let her set the rhythm. She moved her ass back and forth, taking him in and out.

At first, she moved slowly and carefully. As the tension built inside her cunt, she stroked harder, faster, causing his hands to increase their intensity as well.

He felt her hand reach around to stroke her clit, a movement he’d taught her when he forced her to pleasure herself while he watched. She moaned, screamed, echoing his name throughout the chamber. He took his hand from her cunt and grabbed her hips, once again pounding toward his release. She reached behind her and grabbed his balls, sending him over the edge. The hot liquid shot against her inner walls and seeped out around his shaft.

He pulled her into his arms as he slipped his cock from her body. They lay there, panting, breathless, each spent. One hand cradled around her waist while the other stroked her breast.

“You have made me your prisoner,” he whispered against her bruised shoulder.

The teeth marks were already apparent and turning her skin purple.

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“And I am your slave.”

The word sank into his head.
Slave.
He had done this to her. Again, guilt took over, causing his heart to twist at the thought. Staring up at the ceiling, he counted his breaths, hoping to calm his hammering heart.

“I do not deserve you. You should not be here with a man like me.” Pulling away from her, he sat on the edge of the bed. His shoulders sank away from her when she wrapped her arms around him and rested her head against his back.

“What is wrong with a man like you?”

“I have not done you justice. I have taken from you more than I have given you.

And I swear to you I shall make it up to you. Starting now.”

“Mace, I…”

“No. I do not need your words. I do not need your kindness or your soft kisses.

What I need from you is your acceptance of me. Can you love a man who can hardly control his demon? A man whose dragon is a vicious, violent creature who is not easily subdued?” His breathing stopped completely as he waited for her answer.

“I need you. I have needed you ever since that first night. I can’t explain what you do to my body.”

He turned in her arms and pulled her into his lap. “I have a confession for you, one that you may not wish to hear.”

“Yes?”

“That first night, you did not join with me of your own free will. You had been infected with my poison. It is a powerful aphrodisiac. It was responsible for our mating.” And saying the words now, after so much time had passed, made their first night together feel like a betrayal. “I shall make this right for you.”

“I do not care how the first time took place. All that matters now is that you and I have an understanding. I have seen your world. I understand your curse.”

“How do you understand the curse?” He had not explained it to her.

“I sleep lightly. I have heard much of your nighttime musings. So you and I are even in our deception.”

He took her face into his hands. “I want you to stay with me.”

“I can’t return to my home.”

“I know. But I want you to stay with me. For all time. Be mine.”

“You mean continue to be your slave, to make love to you?” There was a slight hint of laughter in her voice.

“Yes. But not as a slave. As…” he stopped as the words hung in his throat.

“As?” When she brushed her fingers over his lips, his cock sprang to attention again, remembering the feel of them against it earlier.

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“As my wife.” The words came out more as a grumble than he had hoped. He looked into her eyes, hoping for an answer there. They glistened with unshed tears.

“Eleanora?”

“Yes,” she nodded wildly, the tears now spilling out onto her cheeks and onto the sheets.

“Yes?”

“Yes, I will stay with you. I love you.”

“And I love you. You and I will bring peace to this place.” She pulled his head down to hers and brushed her lips against his.

“If you do that again, I shall take you once more.” Her eyes gleamed with the fearlessness only his little one knew, and she pulled him to her again.

This time, he took her slowly, barely moving as she clung to him. He faced her, placing kisses on her eyes, her lips, her breasts. Then he raised above her, slowly driving himself into her, making her come over and over before he took his own release.

He looked down at her swollen lips, her swollen clit. He had been so rough with her, but she had reveled in their mating. Just as he had. He spread her lips open with his hand and watched as his cock moved in and out of her hole, spreading her cream onto the sheets, onto her lips, his balls, tangling in his hair and hers.

Finally, her pussy began to quiver, milking his life’s blood from him. Soon, the sheets were coated with proof of their love. He collapsed on top of her and held her while they slept, knowing this was exactly where he was meant to be.

* * * * *

“Wake up, love.”

Eleanora wasn’t really asleep, but every morning she reveled in the different ways Mace found to wake her, reminding her of their first time together. This morning was no different. His breath brushed across her mound, which he had shaved bare last night and then pounded into until she thought she couldn’t take anymore. A smile crossed her lips just thinking about the new sensations.

“I have something for you.” His voice was gently coaxing, but she decided to wait just a little longer to see what he had in store.

She started when the cold object came into contact with her bare skin. What was that? He rubbed it around her outer lips, teasing her clit with it before slipping it inside her. Her opening widened instantly, stretching to hold the object. Whatever it was, it was not as large as his cock. She squeezed against its hardened surface.

“What is that?”

“A present for you.”

She opened her eyes only to see him smiling at her. “What kind of present?”

“The kind that will remain inside you all day.”

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She sat up, feeling the slight pressure of the object against her insides. It wasn’t uncomfortable, but it felt strange, as if it would fall out if she moved. “All day?”

“Yes. I have a meeting with my brother today. One which you will attend. And while you sit next to me, you will squeeze your muscles here,” he ran his finger along her pussy lips, “and think of me.”