Dragon Heat (20 page)

She was rubbing herself against him, but his trousers were in the

way. As if reading his mind, she lifted herself slightly, opened his zipper,

and let his engorged cock out. By Apa Dobrý
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her hands were clever on

him.

‚Are you sure you’re not psychic?‛ he whispered in her ear.

She chuckled and started rubbing his length with her left hand. The

right was on the nape of his neck pulling him to another kiss.

Tardieh groaned when he felt her fondling his cock between her

hand and her wet pussy. It was almost too much to bear. Little drops of

cum were already spilling out of his tip.

Tardieh decided he didn’t want to wait any more. He grabbed her

by the hips and meant to position her right on target, but he didn’t know

Zoricah had other plans for him.

Expertly, she dodged his grip and stood up in front of him. Then

slowly, oh so slowly, she went down on her knees between his legs. Her

mischievous glare was topped up by a small smile. Tardieh froze in place,

watching her. He was ridiculously turned on, his shaft begging to be

touched again.

All he managed to do was let the loud moan out when her lips

descended on his cock. Holy Apa Dobrý!
She started by just lightly licking

its length; then she massaged the tip with her tongue while her hands

caressed his tight balls. Without any further preamble, she swallowed him

whole.

Tardieh’s hips lifted on their own accord. He was close, but he

forced himself to hold the orgasm a little longer. He caressed her breasts

in return. Zoricah increased the rhythm of her movements, driving him

completely insane. Then suddenly, she released his throbbing cock and

looked up at him.

‚This is torture, Zoricah. Please<‛

He was rewarded with another gorgeous mischievous grin. She

dipped her head down again, but instead of going for his cock, she passed

her tongue over his balls. She sucked, licked, then nibbled, and sucked a

bit more.

‚Zoricah!‛ he cried out in pure pleasure. He was on the edge of

reason. That was by far the most powerful torture he had ever endured,

and he would gladly submit himself to it again and again.

Finally, answering his pleas, she went back to sucking him deep

while her hands fondled his scrotum. Tardieh let out a guttural cry. His

orgasm hit him hard, and with no control over his actions, he spilled his

seed inside her mouth. He was blinded in utter orgasmic ecstasy for quite

a while. When he had enough strength to open his eyes, he found her still

kneeling down between his legs.

She was looking up at him under long dark eyelashes. ‚Feeling

better?‛

His lips curled up. He lifted her off the ground and carried her to

the king-size bed. He tenderly laid her down, then stood back up, taking

in every little detail of the beautiful sight in front of him.

She arched her back, lifting those gorgeous breasts, teasing him

with her sensual manner. ‚Like what you see?‛ She gave him back his

words from their previous encounter.

‚Yes. Very much,‛ he whispered in reply.

Tardieh stripped off his trousers and shirt. Then placing one knee

on the bed, he picked up her left foot and started massaging it. His fingers

worked slowly through her muscles, loosening them, relaxing her

pressure points.

She arched her back again, but this time it wasn’t for tease. She

released a soft moan when he extended the massage to her ankles and

down her calf. When his hands roamed lightly over the back of her knee,

she jumped in surprise.

‚What

bed to see more clearly.

He didn’t reply. He just looked up at her with the same wicked

smile she had given him earlier and carried on. He gently caressed the soft

spot behind her knee, the one very few lovers know about. His fingers

were like feathers on her soft skin.

She jumped again. ‚Tardieh, you have divine fingers,‛ she said

between short high-pitched cries.

Tardieh knelt down in front of her and licked the same spot; then

he slowly made his way to paradise. She was fully wet when his lips

touched her feminine core. He opened her thighs and took a deep breath.

‚Zoricah, I can’t get enough of your scent,‛ he said nuzzling the

delicate pink skin between her legs. ‚It drives me mad.‛

‚Then have some more,‛ she whispered huskily. ‚It’s all yours to

take, Tardieh.‛ She arched her back, opening herself even farther before

him.

Tardieh saw red. His fangs extended fully with the sight of her

veins pumping alluringly between her folds. His cock followed his fangs

and got instantly fully erect. By Apa Dobrý, he needed to feel her soft cunt

hemming him in right now! It took all his willpower to stand up and

move away from her intoxicating scent. Tardieh laid on top of Zoricah,

who welcomed him with eagerness. Kissing her deeply, he thrust himself

inside her.

Neither could stop the deep sigh from coming out when the

powerful sense of wholeness overtook them. Being inside her felt like...

‚Apa Sâmbetei!‛ Zoricah cried out in pleasure. ‚More, Tardieh,

more. I need to feel you whole inside me.‛ Her voice was frantic in his ear.

‚Your wish is my command, my love,‛ he whispered before started

pumping ferociously inside her.

Zoricah wrapped her legs around him, lifting her hips to meet him

halfway. It intensified his pleasure exponentially. Pure heat emanated

from her core. He felt his orgasm building up fast but controlled it. He

wanted her to have her pleasure first. Moments later, her muscles

tightened around him followed by an utterly delicious cry that

reverberated across the room. His wasn’t any fainter. He let his orgasm

take him right after hers.

Utterly satisfied, Tardieh collapsed on top of her, meaning to roll

over on the bed, but she held him in place.

‚Aren’t I squashing you?‛ he asked, kissing her neck.

‚No, you’re not. Your body cools me down,‛ she said, wrapping

her arms around him.

He lay there, hearing her heartbeat and her soft breathing until she

dozed off. Tardieh slowly lifted his weight up and rolled to the side.

Resting his head on his hand, he watched her sleep. She was the perfect

image of calm, quietness. The opposite of when she was awake. Yep, his

Zoricah was a handful, a delightful contradiction and everything he had

tried and ran away from all those years.

Tardieh paused. Had he just said ‘his Zoricah’? Had he called her

"my love" when they were making love? Rolling his eyes, he chided

himself.
Oh, fucking gates of Hiad!
He knew this would happen the moment

he put his eyes on her at the park. It wasn’t like falling in love with her

was a complete surprise to him. He saw the signs and yet did nothing to

prevent it. It wasn’t just her beauty that took his breath away; it was her

inner strength, her sense of honor, the way she embraced everything with

all her heart and soul, and, yes, her stubborn-bordering determination.

Fucking
Soartas!
They could not have thrown him into a more thorny fate

than that. Now he would have to go and find a way of convincing Zoricah

to stay.

‚What’s wrong?‛ Zoricah’s worried voice brought him back to the

present. ‚You are frowning again. What is it?‛

He looked at those golden eyes full of worry and melted inside.

‚Nothing, my love,‛ he answered stroking her cheeks gently. ‚Go back to

sleep. I’ll guard your dreams.‛

She smiled tenderly and cuddled up against him like a little kitten.

Yep, he was well and truly fucked.

Zoricah closed the bedroom door behind her and contemplated the

beautiful hallway before her. Tardieh had told her to go ahead and meet

her friends upstairs because he still had a few things to sort out or

something—she didn’t know and bett it was just an excuse. But she didn’t

mind; she too needed some space, some time to think about what had

happened between them.

The last couple of days with Tardieh had been an emotional roller

coaster. When she woke up in his arms, after their amazing lovemaking,

she didn’t feel suffocated like she usually did. She felt strangely good; she

could even dare say she felt at home in his arms. There were a lot of

endearing things about Tardieh, Zoricah pondered. Things that would

melt any girl’s heart and make her want to set up camp beside him

forever.

But to play husband and wife was simply not possible in their case.

At the end of the day, it did not matter how wonderful he made her feel,

or how perfectly they seemed to complement each other, she was still the

draconian demigoddess, and he was the vampire king. Dragons and

vampires—archenemies for millennia. Zoricah sighed sadly and started

walking up the beautiful marble steps. She would enjoy his company

while it lasted, but once their mission was finished, she would say

good-bye and leave. Even if a part of her died in the process.

Reaching the ample hallway which lead to the library, the billiard

room, and another never-ending corridor, she focused on her immediate

task of taking care of her friends. She was looking forward to seeing her

fighters again. How would Deirdre feel? Had she completely recovered?

She already anticipated Sam, Yara, and Drew’s protests for having to stay

at Tardieh’s castle.

The sound of laughter stopped Zoricah in her tracks. Following it,

she headed toward the billiard room. She had never expected to see the

sight in front of her when she got there. Sam was laughing her head off,

Yara was performing her "I’m the best" dance, Joel and Dyam were

looking flabbergasted at the billiard table as if trying to understand what

had just happened, and the draconian twins were on the leather couch by

the bar joyfully watching them all. Hikuro was the only one who seemed

detached from it all. He was leaning on the bar, drinking something

bloody and looking grimly at Sam.

‚I have no idea how the fuck she managed to get those three balls

in, man!‛ Joel exclaimed in frustration.

‚Fuck, man, they are killing us!‛ Dyam agreed desperately.

‚And may that serve you right for saying females can’t play pool,‛

Sam said, chuckling.

Zoricah looked over her shoulder. Tardieh was standing right

behind her. He gave her a tender half smile; then his gaze landed on the

fighters inside the room. Frowning slightly, he whispered, ‚What the

hell?‛

She returned his grin with one of her own then shrugged in

response.

‚Zoricah!‛ Deridre’s voice stopped everyone in the room.

Zoricah took a few steps inside and grinned. ‚So I gather you have

all been having the vacation of your life here, hum?‛

Sam, Yara, and Drew stood up to welcome her back to the land of

the living. Deidre opened her arms but remained seated, so Zoricah sat

down on the couch beside her. ‚How are you feeling?‛ she asked,

hugging the draconian.

‚I’m well, Zoricah. It still hurts, but I’ll be fine,‛ she said teary

eyed. ‚Thank you so much. I thought I would never be free from that

nightmare.‛

‚You are, sister,‛ Drew responded, wiping away a few tears of her

own. ‚It’s over. You’re safe now.‛

Zoricah was getting a little emotional herself, so she slowly

released Deirdre from the hug.

‚You smell different,‛ Yara said, looking weirdly at Zoricah.

‚What? No, I don’t,‛ she replied a little bit too quickly.

‚Yeah, you do,‛ Yara replied stubbornly. She leaned forward and

sniffed Zoricah’s neck. ‚You smell like<‛

‚Yara, please, I don’t smell like anything, okay?‛

Yara straightened, crossed her arms in front of her, and gave

Zoricah a wicked ‘you-can’t-fool-me’ smile.

Zoricah quickly glanced at the vampires across the room. They all

had the same smug smile on their faces looking at Tardieh, who promptly

lifted his chin up.
Okay, smoke and mirrors needed pronto!

‚Deirdre, I am so glad you are well and recovering fast,‛ Zoricah

said, trying to take everyone’s attention away from her sex life.

‚Yes, we are all very glad,‛ Tardieh added, coming to sit next to

Zoricah on the couch. ‚You will always find a safe haven in my

kingdom.‛

‚We appreciate all your help in finding my sister, your highness,‛

Drew said, bowing her head respectfully.

‚It was nothing compared to all the efforts Zoricah has been