Dragon's Challenge - D. R. Rosier Page 0,70

almost as soon as it was gone, but it got messy walking around like that. She stepped out and nodded to Cinder, who nodded back silently before stalking off to get some sleep of her own.

Cinder’s hand was on fire, literally, as she finished rubbing one out. She almost bit her tongue to avoid crying out his name as she came undone wildly on her own fingertips, just in case anyone was in hearing distance. It was driving her insane.

Why hadn’t Muranth claimed her yet? She’d done everything but send an invitation, but the damnable man refused to take the bait. It’d been… almost two weeks now since she’d had a dick in her, and it was driving her crazy.

The only conclusion she could come to was that he had no clue, and thought she was just messing with him or something. It occurred to her that dragonish flirting and mating rituals were probably very staid and boring affairs. Nothing like the fire, antagonism, and heated words and looks they’d been sharing all week long.

He was an elder dragon, but he was also honorable, and absolutely delicious in his human form. Ever since she’d seen his monstrously large and thick cock that day, after the battle when his nymphs had sucked him off, she’d been dying to get it into her body.

So much so, she’d stopped fucking other men just in case that pissed him off. She had a very active libido, given she was a creature of fire magic, and fire was the element of passion. She often had one-night stands, but that’s not what she wanted with him. She wanted him to claim her, bond her, and fuck her every day for the rest of his life.

It was more than just simple lust, she’d never met a man worthy of keeping her before, and she didn’t want to let him get away. She was fire, passion, and wild, so when she’d met the man for her she’d fallen hard.

That wouldn’t stop her from meeting with and talking to her own kind, she didn’t believe for a second he’d abuse a bond over her. She was almost positive she’d lose the contest of wills, fire was too flighty, and burned and consumed all in its path, but it wasn’t focused. She was wild and untamed, but she very much wanted to be tamed by him.

Well, a little bit tamed, not too much of course. Her nature would remain the same for the most part. It was just her heart that would be tamed, it would belong to him, and only him, if he got a clue and took it.

Except, he didn’t seem to have a clue she wanted it. She kept waiting for him to take her, and he kept not taking her. It was maddening. Especially because she knew he cared for her, there was more than just lust in his eyes the last few days. If he didn’t, there’s no way he’d have put up with her antics the last week, or so easily blown off her harshness of last night, and the night before.

She’d been so angry when in heat, and he still didn’t act on it.

Then there was the matter of her poor excuse. Sure, it’d been the truth too. She did need to get to know the princess, and guarding her was a good plan. She’d never lie. But… he didn’t seem to realize her truest and deepest reason was because she couldn’t bear for him to be gone from her for that long. She needed him, his glares, and his deep voice set her libido on fire every single time.

She decided he was just a clueless male dragon. Everything she wanted, but unable to understand her desire, or how her people showed mating interest toward others. She’d seen the looks in his eyes, the hot desire, the need to fuck her into submission. She just wished he would already.

She decided she’d have to make it extremely clear to him, and soon. She was bold, wild, and untamed, but a female boldly seducing a male was rather unnatural to her, but he missed all the signals she’d sent. Obviously, a misinterpretation.

Unless, he simply didn’t want her, but she refused to believe that. Not with the way he stared at her with lustful and concerned eyes all the time. Not with the way she obviously maddened him with lust and frustration.

Point was, it was a little unnatural to her to consider a blunt seduction, but