Badass Dragons - Complete Set (5 page)

CHAPTER
SEVENTEEN

The escorts led Cheryl and Sophie out
to an elevator at the end of the hall, and from there they descended twenty
something floors to hit the second floor basement. The very bottom of the
castle.

As the doors
opened Sophie immediately clung to her sister. They entered a dry concrete area
with pale blue lights shining across the walls. There were various steel doors
and entry ways, but they moved past them and zig-zagged through a series of
passageways before reaching their destination. One of the men punched in his
keycard to the doors in front of them, and they proceeded to open. This next
room was very dark, but judging by the scenery (bed, shower, chair with
handcuffs, table with ropes, discarded weapons, and dildo machine) this was
some type of sex dungeon.

“Holy fucking
shit,” Cheryl gasped. “You can’t just leave us –”

The door had
already closed behind them.

Cheryl
pounded on it a moment and then turned to Sophie. “Have you been here before?”

Sophie nodded
in silence.

Cheryl leaned
in closer. “Sophie, look at me.”

She forced
her sister to face her. “Were you raped in here?”

“On the
contrary,” a sharp voice echoed in the darkness, “the sex was all consensual.”

Synrith
stepped forward to reveal himself.

“You sick
bastard,” Cheryl shouted angrily. “My sister didn’t do anything to you.”

“Except help
a couple of vampires out and steal a very precious artifact from me.”

“Well,
I
didn’t
do anything. You’re not going to rape me are you?”

“Ladies,
please,” Synrith purred. “No one is raping anyone. Just come sit with me on the
bed.”

Sophie
immediately obeyed his call, and Cheryl was hopeless enough that she was left
to stagger on after her.

Synrith
himself was sitting there, looking quite comfortable. He pushed both girls
apart so that he was sitting in between them.

“I’m not
going to hurt either of you,” he insisted. “Just hear me out for a moment, and
then I will leave you in peace.”

“You lied to
us,” Cheryl cut in. “You lied to Jet. You said that he could take us with him.”

“Well, you
know about the Clan now,” Synrith said. “We can’t have people spreading rumors
about us. We’ll become exposed that way.”

“I wasn’t
going to say anything,” Cheryl argued. “I just want Sophie and for us to go
home.”

“To what? A
life of slavery?”

“That’s what
you’re doing to us here.”

“Look at your
sister, Cheryl. She’s still a drug fiend. I gave her some medicine to calm her
down, which is why she’s so docile. But look at how she lives here. She’s
happy. She can have anything she wants.”

“What a crock
of shit.”

“Alright.
Fine. You’re very persuasive. Maybe we should make another deal.”

“What deal?”

“You’ve seen
Jet. He’s one of my best men at the moment, but he doesn’t trust me. He thinks
I’m too overbearing. He doesn’t respect me. Which you know, I hate.”

“Okay…”

“I want to
change that. I want him to do exactly what I want him too. I need full command
of power here. You see, one on one, he’d probably beat me in a fight. I didn’t
become Dragon Master from Magic or Fighting skill. I’m a diplomat. I get people
to like me. That’s how it works.”

“Where do I
fit into this?”

“Jet’s girlfriend
died a few months ago. He’s always been hard to deal with, but since then, I
see the anger in his eyes. It blinds him. He needs someone to counterbalance
that. He needs a mate.”

“You want …
You want me to be … like his girlfriend?”

“Well. You’ll
need to seduce him. He has to fall for you.”

“But why am I
doing this?”

“I control
you, and you control him. So I can control him.”

“Uh-huh,”
Cheryl scoffed. “And I’m really going to go through with this.”

Synrith
followed her smile. “Sophie,” he said. “Suck my cock.”

At once
Sophie was on her knees pulling down Synrith’s pants.

“Hey,” Cheryl
exclaimed. “Cut that out!”

“Sophie, stop
please,” Synrith ordered.

She stopped
at the buckle.

Cheryl shook
her head. “You have to release us. Now. And never lay a finger on her again.”

“Of course,”
Synrith said. “That’s what the deal’s for.”

“Just…”
Cheryl trailed off. “I’m not sure what I’m supposed to do…”

“It’s easy,”
Synrith replied, putting his fingers in her hair. “I’ll have Jet take you both
home tonight. And you find a way to make him want you.”

“What happens
after that?”

“I’m not
going to rush you. When the time is right, I will execute a second phase with
you. But for now, just make him love you.”

Cheryl
swallowed.

“Do you think
you can do that?”

She watched
her sister sitting lifelessly at Synrith’s knees.

“Yes,” Cheryl
whispered.

“Good.”
Synrith smiled. “You can both stand up now. Follow me please.”

As instructed
they followed Synrith until they reached the dungeon door.

Then he
whirled around to face Cheryl.

“There was
one more thing,” he said, moving towards her. “A little bonus if you will.”

“What?”

“I need you
to kiss me.”

“Huh?”

“Just kiss me
now. Sophie won’t mind.”

“Whoa, I
don’t, I can’t –”

“I promise
it’s just a kiss. No tongue is necessary. Just a kiss to let me know you’re my
friend.”

Cheryl went
completely still. She closed her eyes.

“Okay,” she
said. “Go on then.”

“No,” Synrith
replied. “I said for you to kiss me.”

CHAPTER
EIGHTEEN

It was no ordinary kiss. It was one
Cheryl would be left thinking about for a long time.

The depth
there … The chillingness of it …

And yet, she
had been drawn towards him...

And he had
been the one to let go…

Jet was out
on the roof with more of Synrith’s men, looking confused as ever. Upon seeing
Cheryl and Sophie with Synrith his expression changed from something of a man
trapped in a bunker, waiting for the soldiers to find him out – to one of
relief and surprise.

“So Master,
you came around after all…”

“I needed to
talk to both of them,” Synrith explained standing in the middle of the roof.
“Needed to make sure they were both aware of the deal you’d made with me and their
expectations should you fail to comply.”

“Okay…” Jet
murmured. “So we’re good to go.”

“Yes,”
Synrith nodded. “Take these girls home, and find somewhere for yourself to rest
tonight. You can sort this mess out tomorrow. I will forward you additional information
that will aid you in your investigation.”

“Oh… I see…”

Synrith place
his arms on Jet’s shoulders. “I know I can count on you.”

With that,
Jet was given enough space to shift into his dragon, and then quickly scooped
up both Sophie and Cheryl to his back.

As they took
off from the building, and sailed through and above the stars, there was a
glimmer of recognition that sprung from Sophie’s tired face.

“Cheryl,” she
whispered. “Where are we going?”

“We’re going
home,” Cheryl answered.

CHAPTER NINETEEN

As he seemed to be able to hear and
understand her through the soaring atmosphere, Cheryl was able to successfully
direct Jet to her house. Her car was still parked near the antique store, but
that didn’t matter for now – she could get that tomorrow. The most important
thing was to get home and make sure Sophie had a safe place to rest.

Given how
late of night it was, Jet was able to land on Cheryl’s roof in dragon form
without alerting any of the neighbors. He shifted to human form shortly
afterward, and assisted the sisters in lowering them to safe ground. Once they
were all standing out the front of Cheryl’s place, Cheryl unlocked the door to
and hurried in lay Sophie to rest on the couch. As soon as she was settled
there, Jet was backing away to the door.

“I’ll call
you up tomorrow,” he said. “Confirm I was successful. Otherwise try not to
worry. I doubt either of you are important enough to Syn for him to break his
promise to me.”

“Okay,”
Cheryl said.

As he turned,
she reached out for him.

“What?”

“Just – why
don’t you stay here tonight –”

“No, really I
–”

“Please, I’d
feel safer if you were here.”

This seemed
to make Jet happy. He stared at her, a little differently than he had been. A
little less anxious.

“I really
shouldn’t,” he said.

“Why not?”

“Something
could happen.”

“What –?”

“Between us.”

“Oh.”

Cheryl moved
in closer towards him. “You know, I’m okay with that.”

“Are you?”

She held his
gaze. “Of course.”

“Oh.”

He touched
the side of her face.

Closed the
door behind him.

Their eyes locked
deeper still.

“You don’t
have to,” he said. “That’s not who I am. I don’t do it unless there’s feeling
between…”

“I want to,”
Cheryl said.

And even
though that was supposed to be a lie…

She soon
after realized she was telling the truth.

CHAPTER TWENTY

The bedroom door closed behind them,
as Cheryl ripped off Jet’s tank top and jeans, and he ripped off her nurse’s
blouse and pants. He forced her onto the bed, smothering her in kisses all
over, soft and fierce at the same time. His body was so hard, so brutish… The
man was like a barbarian out of some ancient roman film. And yet, at the same
time, he was so sensitive and concerned about how she was feeling.

They
descended underneath the covers, the both of them completely naked, and she saw
his eyes reading hers before he entered. Was he looking to catch her out? Or
just making sure he had permission?

His body then
slammed into her, and she instantly felt pain. Pleasure as well, but more pain
than anything. His cock almost had its own set of muscles, like it had been
given just as much working out as the rest of his perfectly formed physique.

After a few
thrusts too many, it was hard to keep a straight face.

“Am I hurting
you?” he asked.

“Just a
little,” she lied.

“I’ll go
slower.”

“Okay.”

She felt his
breath on her neck as he lowered himself further into her. Yes, he was going
slower. But he was going much deeper into her now. Actually, it felt really
good. Cheryl could handle it.

He lifted
himself up a little and pulled back her hair so he could watch her eyes.

“I own you
now,” he said, almost accusingly.

“Whoa –
what?” Cheryl stuttered.

“I don’t fuck
someone for nothing,” he said. “I see someone really special inside you.
Someone who is stronger and braver than anyone around her.”

“Thank you,” Cheryl
replied.

Usually a
conversation before sex. Perhaps after.

Not during.

“You don’t
know who I am,” he said, still fucking her slowly. “You don’t know my past, or
what I’m capable of. But soon I’ll show you.”

He rolled
over in the bed so that she was on top of him. She relaxed her leg muscles and
started to grind him.

The pleasure
was increasing.

The pain was
almost gone completely.

She leant
forward into him, and kissed his lips, and then a flash caught her mind. She
blinked it away.

Minutes
later, they had hit the floor and he was fucking her doggystyle, still
occasionally whispering how she belonged to him and that he’d protect her.

And for one
part of it, she wanted him, and knew there was someone deep and magnificent
inside him, as his nature was good and his heart was pure.

But there was
something else.

Something she
could not shake.

She wasn’t
even sure of it what it was until an hour and a half later, the pair of them
lying in the middle of the floor, in each other’s arms, completely fucked out
and spent.

Cheryl
realized there she didn’t feel quite the same as he did.

She couldn’t.
Not right then.

All she could
think about, just as he had planned it…

Was Synrith.