Firebreather 1: Firebreather (11 page)

She stopped suddenly, understanding making her lightheaded.
Holy
crap.
Ferin meant for them to wed, which meant she, Lea Venlay, aka S. M. Ryans, would be living with the royal family. In an ancient Dracon keep. In the arms of her family’s “enemy.”
Shit.

“Lea? Everything okay?”

“Fine, Lucas. Fine. Let’s find Ferin.” She ignored his curiosity and followed him toward Ferin’s room at the top of the keep. Lucas knocked once and opened the door upon Ferin’s “Enter.”

“Lea.” Ferin stood and crossed the room, giving her a soft kiss. He must have read the turmoil within her for he frowned. “Lucas, would you give us a moment?”

“Good luck,” he muttered to Ferin and left in a blur of speed.

Ferin stared down at Lea, his hair mussed as if he’d been running his fingers through it. She noted a mountain of paperwork on a nearby desk, and wondered how stressed he might be feeling about everything.

Financial advisor, ha. Ferin Dekker ruled the Dracon, and on his shoulders sat the responsibility for their future. And now, apparently, their future also sat on her shoulders.

“What’s wrong, honey?”

She stared at him, seeing the worry, the compassion, the love.
The
 
evasion.
Dammit, why was it so hard for him to simply tell her what she wanted to know?

“Why does everyone keep calling me Draka?” There. She’d blurted it out.

“This bothers you?”

Again he avoided her answer, and she grew more irritated. If he meant for them to live together, to actually coexist as king and queen—

her heart raced at the chance of a lifetime with the man she couldn’t help loving—he would need to understand how to communicate better.

Staring up at him, she reached out and traced his lips with a finger, and that quickly, his eyes flared with desire.

It was there she found her answer. In the bedroom, Ferin was never anything but honest. Perhaps she could teach him a lesson he wouldn’t soon forget. And in the process, cement the bond growing between them.

“I’m feeling neglected, Ferin,” she said softly, running her hands over his chest. His heart raced and she smiled, reveling in her sensual power. This would be easier than she’d thought. “I think you owe me an apology, don’t you?”

“At once, Draka.” He leaned forward to kiss her, but she stilled him.

“I was thinking we could do it my way. Send for Lucas.” His brows rose, but within seconds Lucas knocked and entered the room.

“You communicate mentally with one another, don’t you?” she asked, stroking his chest.

“Yes, we do,” he rasped, and she could feel his erection burning against the intentional brush of her hands.

“Good. Then he probably told you I’m a little irritated about Emmaline.”

“Emmaline?” He frowned.

“Lucas failed to mention her? Shame on you, Lucas.” Lucas shrugged uncomfortably, caught in both Lea’s and Ferin’s displeasure.

“And not only for failing to tell Ferin about her, but for sleeping with her at all. That’s one nasty woman.” Ferin swallowed audibly when she palmed his erection, pushing against him. “Which is to say nothing about how I’m feeling toward you,
my king
,” she whispered darkly.

“Ah, Lea, you don’t understand—”

“Oh, but I do. You like to keep secrets. And Lucas likes to help you. So now Lucas can help you explain something for me.”

“Oh?” Lucas shifted, crossing his arms over his chest.

“From all that I’ve read, a Draka and the king rule jointly over the Dracon. Punishments are swift but fair.”

“True.”

“Then if the queen ordered you to do something, you would have to obey her?”

Lucas’ eyes glinted as they met with Ferin’s. “As long as it caused no harm to the king or his brothers, yes.”

“Undress his highness.”

Ferin blinked. “Lea?”

Lucas hid a grin that Lea saw and she smiled, pleased at his acceptance. “Yes, Draka.”

Ferin stood docilely, growling under his breath at Lucas, who appeared to ignore him.

“But don’t rush on my account,” Lea said, deliberately projecting an image to Lucas that made the man’s eyes widen. He literally shivered, and Lea realized that between her arrival here and today, she had definitely changed, in more than her mindset.

She could feel an internal fire that felt alien, yet familiar. As if Ferin had breathed new Dracon life into her, perhaps with their mating, she could now sense other Dracons around her and project her thoughts through images if she tried hard enough.

Ferin stared hard at her, his arousal evident, and groaned when Lucas took his time over his shirt, brushing against his nipples. “Just take it off, Lucas. Quit playing.”

But Lucas took his direction seriously, sucking and nipping at Ferin’s nipples as Lea envisioned it in her mind. Then his hands slid down Ferin’s abdomen to unsnap his trousers, and slowly, ever so slowly, slid them down.

Bending to removed his king’s shoes, socks and trousers, Lucas came close to Ferin’s impressive cock. His lips whispered over the head before avoiding the area altogether.

“Come here, Draka,” Ferin rasped, nodding arrogantly at her. “I’ve got something for you.”

“Oh, no, my king. I have something for you.” She slowly removed her clothing piece by piece while Lucas did the same. And when they all stood naked together, she nodded to Lucas. “Come here, protector.

No, Ferin. You stay there. And watch.” Ferin growled but did as she bade, and watched as Lucas towered over her. Lea reached up and pulled Lucas’ head down, kissing him slowly and with a zeal that lit her inner desires. Lucas’s cock was large and hot, and pressed against her belly it made her want to grind herself against him. But as she glanced over at Ferin and saw the frustrated desire in his eyes, she forced herself to remain in control.

“Watch, Ferin, while I show Lucas how I want him to pleasure you.”

She dropped to her knees and cupped Lucas with gentle hands. The man hissed and began thundering in Drac when she took him in her mouth. He was so large she couldn’t take him too deep, but then her mouth began to tingle and her jaws widened, taking him all the way in.

His balls smacked her chin as she pushed and pulled him in and out, her hands on his hips.

“By the fire,” Ferin breathed. “I want inside you right now.” She paused and slowly let Lucas fall from her mouth, his cock moist with her saliva and his own desire. Standing, she reached for Lucas’ hand and pressed it between her thighs. “Use this,” she whispered to him, unable to resist riding his fingers as he began plunging them inside her.

“Such a wet little pussy,” Lucas murmured, his voice thick with need. “So empty.”

“Not for long.” She smiled, and mentally showed him again what she wanted.

He groaned and left her, unwillingly, and grabbed Ferin’s arms, twisting them behind his back.

“What the fuck are you doing?” Ferin roared and his eyes flashed.

“He’s merely following my orders,” Lea purred, completely caught up in the sensual game they played. She felt on fire, her body urging her to take what Ferin offered. His shaft looked so hard, so flushed and full he might burst. And the hungry anger burning through his gaze told her he’d been pushed. But not hard enough.

“I think we have some communication issues to clear up, Ferin.

And since this is the only place you’ve been completely honest with me, we’ll start here. Now.” She walked up to him and kissed his chest, rubbing herself against him. “You taste so good. So, rich.”

“Lea, I meant to tell you before—”

“Before the entire castle told me who you are? Or before Emmaline described how good you are in bed?” He had the grace to wince, and Lucas tightened his grip. At her internal demand, he nudged Ferin’s thighs wider and settled his hard cock between his ass cheeks.

“Lucas,” Ferin growled.

“No, Ferin,” Lea interrupted. “I want you to focus on me. Lucas is just helping me to better understand you, right Lucas?” 

“Yes, Draka,” Lucas said with a humbleness not in keeping with his hard-ass reputation.

Ferin tried to turn to see Lucas’ expression, but Lea wouldn’t let him.

“No, Ferin. I think you need to learn a lesson or two about communication. Lucas, tie him up tight, using that creative contraption there in the corner. Hmm, Ferin. You’re kinkier than I’d thought.

How…interesting.”

Ferin groaned with pleasure watching his Draka touch herself. Tied as he was to the standing cross beams, his wrists manacled above his head, his ankles bound fast and spread wide, he was exposed and vulnerable—a position in which he’d normally put Lucas or one of his past paramours.

But Lea now used it to bind him, keeping him both helpless and frustrated as he watched her rubbing her nipples into stiff points, watched as Lucas bent in front of her to lick that delectable pussy.

Ferin was so hard he wanted to cry out, his need to come growing more and more acute. His cock wept, his balls tightened under his shaft and his asshole flexed, needing to be filled. Damn, but he’d never seen anything sexier than Lea being pleasured. The closet hedonist was writhing against Lucas’ lips as his friend held her steady, eating her until she came and gushed over his mouth.

And all the while Lea watched him, her slumberous brown eyes glowing with an internal fire only his Draka would wear.

Pleasure and pride filled his heart, and when she nodded at Lucas and approached, it was all he could do not to rip free from his bonds and shift into dragon form, taking her in his most primitive, animalistic state.

“Lucas showed me how much you like to taste me.” She put her fingers between her legs and withdrew them, running her wetness over his cock. Then she put her fingers to his lips and he sucked them dry, his desire fierce.

“I need to be inside you, Lea. Open those legs for me. Your mouth, your ass, your pussy. I need you, Draka.”

“Yes, you do. But more than that, you need to realize how good we can be together, working as one.”

“Baby, I—”

He tensed to feel rough hands prying his cheeks apart. In his haste to convince Lea to love him, he’d lost sight of Lucas.

“You’re tight, my king,” Lucas rumbled, his finger large as it penetrated his hole.

Ferin panted, his body accepting the intrusion all too eagerly.

“Tell me how you feel when he does that,” Lea whispered in his ear, her tongue darting into the cavern, making what little blood he had left in his head rush to his balls.

Lucas added another finger, and Ferin clenched the steel holding his wrists. “Shit, Lucas. Just do it already.”

“Ferin,” Lea prodded, and encircled his shaft. She began to pump him, and in his excitement he told her everything she wanted to know.

“It feels good, so incredibly pleasurable when Lucas touches inside me. Almost as good as when I’m fucking you, my queen.” He gasped and groaned, pushing against Lea’s grip when Lucas shoved those fingers deeper. “You make me so hard, so fucking crazy to pour inside you. I want to come in you deep, showering you with my seed.”

He rocked against Lucas’ hands, and wanted to shout with frustration when Lucas suddenly vanished.

“I need some lube,” Lucas said as he circled around. Lifting Lea forward, he positioned himself behind her and eased inside her body.

The bliss on his face as he fucked Ferin’s mate began to burn. For the first time since Ferin had shared her, he began to feel the telltale possessiveness of his kind.

“Good, Ferin. You’re cementing the bond,” Lucas growled, pistoning his hips. He stared into his friend’s eyes, the rainbow shine of pleasure glittering like gems in his gaze. “She’s so fucking good for you.” He reached around to rub her clit, and as Lea’s pleasure increased, she tightened her hold on Ferin’s cock.

He drew higher and higher, coming closer to the orgasm threatening to break free. And then Lucas let Lea go, and she dropped Ferin from her hands.

“Lucas, I’m going to flay you into little pieces if you don’t—” His words were cut off as Lucas thrust hard and deep inside his ass.

The feeling of penetration suddenly increased tenfold as wet warmth engulfed his cock. Ferin glanced down to see Lea sucking him, fondling and stimulating him anew while Lucas grunted and pounded into him from behind.

The pressure on the pleasure spot deep in his ass magnified, and when Lucas thrust again and shouted, coming hard, Lea sucked him deeper and tightened her hold on his balls.

Visions of Lea, of small children with her face and his eyes, of a future filled with flying dragons and love and laughter, whipped through Ferin like a jolt of electricity, and he came so hard he saw stars. His sphincter contracted around Lucas’ cock, making the man groan as he came again. Lea swallowed thick, ropy cream as Ferin continued to come, his love, his essence, pouring out of him into the woman of his affections.

“I love you so much,” he said on a sigh, thrusting into her mouth again. “My dragon queen.”

Lucas gripped him when his knees threatened to buckle, and without being aware of it, he felt himself carried gently to his bed. He dimly watched as Lea kissed Lucas before he left with his clothes in hand.

Lea joined him on the bed and leaned over him with a sober expression. “You do realize you’ve committed yourself to a human, from a family who doesn’t like you very much, and who will most likely not be able to have children.” He smiled sleepily and stroked a hand over her breast, bemused when her nipple hardened like a little pebble. Pulling her down, he latched onto her breast and sucked the nub until she squirmed.

“Should I leave you in frustration, love? Like you did me earlier?”

“Ferin,” she gasped, “that’s not fair. You—”

“Shh, and sit over my face. I’ve got to taste you.” She quickly straddled his mouth, and rocked over him as he tongued and teased her into a quick orgasm. Still stated from his incredible climax, Ferin felt his cock harden, but hadn’t the energy to make good on his body’s demands.

“I don’t know how you keep doing this to me,” she breathed and collapsed against him. “I feel like I’m in heat around you.”

“You are.” He kissed her gaping mouth closed. “And in case I failed to explain things properly, you’re my queen, we’re now thoroughly mated, and I love you beyond words.” Her eyes filled. “I love you, too. But I have some doubts as to how this is going to work. I’m already late getting home, and my family is no doubt going crazy trying to find me.” Hearing her say she loved him made him happier than he’d ever been in his life. “Lea, that you love me is enough. And since I’ve been accused of not properly communicating with my beloved, let me also say, you’re much less human than you used to be.” She stared, confused. “What are you talking about? Humans and Dracon are separate species. You can’t transform one into the other.”