The Selection: Bride Of The Dark Dragon

DERRIEN

What am I even doing here? She is long asleep and I am just sitting here and watching her chest go up and down, up and down with my pendant on it… and this is pure torture!

I should have just taken her then and there while she was offering it herself… I shouldn’t care what she would feel later. It’ll happen to her sooner or later… I am just postponing it, but in the end, nothing changes for her…

Just why do I care how she feels? Why am I so stuck thinking about her? Why is my f*****g dragon raving and raging inside of me every time she is near? Does he think her fiery hair is some kind of treasure? What is wrong with us?!

My eyes come back to her chest again. f**k! I’d better throw some sheets on her or I wouldn’t be able to hold myself… I can’t fall so low as to take a lifeless body!

Since I have sworn to stay here all night, I need to take some measures.

Like a cold shower.

Yes, that should work wonders.

Throwing my clothes to a chair near the bed, I take the last glance at her and… I shouldn’t have done it. Her pretty pink lips look so seductive… and the silly girl is not even remotely aware.

I pass the bath where I have played with her just recently and the memories only bring more pain to my poor member. I turn the tap and activate the water crystal, setting it to the coldest water possible. It’s almost icy and also brings pain to my body, but it’s the best option for now.

I probably should have f****d that brunette and made Mira jealous and ready for me. But seeing her with Dargen was just too much. Why? Why haven’t I left them alone?! After him, she would have accepted me gladly… Why was I sorry for her?! Why was my dragon so furious to see her with someone else? He never cared for any of my women. And Mira isn’t even mine yet. So, why is he so hung up on her?

When the freezing water takes care of my problem, I come back to the room and make my flames bring my black silk pyjama pants. I usually don’t wear anything to bed, but if she accidentally touches me… there… Well, it would be the end for her. And the cold shower would be for nothing.

Lying down to the other side of the bed, I close my eyes and feel her sweet scent… She smells like… spring morning. When the flowers start blooming and a fresh breeze blows… No perfume… Just her… Well, and also the wine. But I guess she didn’t lie about her tolerance and the alcohol has faded significantly.

Such an unusual girl she is… I imagine what would have happened if I didn’t stop, how I would have touched her, how I would have made her want me even more… How I would have made her call me…

“Rien!”, she says and I flinch. I turn to her and create a fireball to see her face better. She is still deeply asleep. Why did she call my name then? And most importantly the name only close people can call me… How did she even know?

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Her hand falls on my bare chest and I freeze, destroying the fireball immediately. Just what is this little mage doing? She is really testing my patience!

A second, and she turns fully to rest her head on my chest as well, her hand sliding further and hugging me. And then her leg.

Gods, this girl has not got a fear bone in her body!

Her scent is more intense now, but somehow my dragon feels calmer. And I realize how exhausted I am. It’s been a long week with all those murders.. And this… this is nice. She is so warm and soft, her skin is like rose petals… I fix her position a bit, so that my b***d can flow through my body and wrap one of my hands around her waist to create a bit more support… She wriggles her nose against my chest and continues with her sleep. And after looking at her a little bit more, I join her.

MIRA

Sunrays are playing in my eyelashes and that’s how I know that it’s time to wake up. My pillow smells of fresh mint and I take a deep breath. It feels so nice that I want to sleep longer. Maybe I should just skip the stupid breakfast?

No. Not a good idea. Because then I’ll have to go to lunch or even dinner… And I’d better not.

And that’s when my blanket hugs me tighter… Wait, what? What the chaos is going on?!

I open my eyes and freeze. I am lying with my face on Derrien’s bare chest! His hands are wrapped around me and mine – around him. Why? How? What on… Gods, I need to get out of his grasp!

I try to wriggle my way out of it, but he only pulls me closer. However, when I look closer at him – it seems to me that he is still asleep. I try to get out again, but this time his hand lands on my bottom and squeezes it with feeling!

“If you keep moving like that, we’ll finish what we almost started yesterday!”, he says, eyes still closed.

Memories of the night before start gushing into my mind and I feel my cheeks flush red. Oh, gods! OH, GODS!

Derrien, however, still looks asleep even when I calm down. I carefully wave my hand in front of his face to make sure, but he catches it and moves it to his cheek, opening his eyes, and finally looking at me properly.

“Still thinking that I am handsome?”, he chuckles and I try to take my hand back, but he presses it against his lips and k****s it lightly.

“I don’t remember saying anything of the sort!”, I lie.

“Oh really?” he smiles, “And what do you remember then?”

“I remember that you gerdians spiked the wine you served at the ball yesterday!”, I g***n, “What is wrong with you people?!”

With that, I send a little magical impulse into his body and, using his momentary shock, escape to the bathroom and lock the door behind me.

But when I turn, dark flames surround me and throw me back into his hands…