Page 35 of Captured By the Dragon Warlord (Fated Mates of the Sarkarnii Warlords #2)

T he tips of Dexx’s claws scrub over my scalp, and it feels absolutely amazing. I used to love a good pampering on Earth, although having a massive dragon man doing the work wasn’t on my bucket list. It clearly should have been.

The water which flows over my skin is so soft, I can almost feel it flowing away the dirt which has encrusted my skin since the explosion.

Equally, I feel the fright and shock dissipating as Dexx works his huge hands over my head.

I probably shouldn’t release the guttural groan which bubbles up inside me, but I do.

I guess I’ll have to deal with the consequences. Consequences which are currently poking me in my lower back.

“Little mate,” Dexx murmurs. He maneuvers me under a spout which produces fresh water and sluices off my hair.

“My turn,” I say, doing my best to ignore his huge erection.

I swirl around in the water until I’m behind him.

Dexx is covered in cuts, most of which are healing because Sarkarnii heal freakishly fast, but even so, given the mess the explosion made, he needs it all cleaned up properly.

I stretch out one of his wings and gently work my way up the main strut to the shoulder.

If I thought the noises I made were dirty, I was wrong. The moan Dexx releases is positively filthy.

I guess I’ve found a new Sarkarnii erogenous zone. I wrap my legs around his waist and continue the good work, slowly sliding my hands over the thick membrane which makes up his wings, cleaning off the dried blood as Dexx continues to writhe and groan.

“Little mate, I will spill my seed if you continue,” he says.

“I’m sure you will.” I run my hand along the strut of his left wing. “Unless you exercise some self control.”

Given what Dexx is doing under the water, he’s certainly exercising something, and I doubt it’s any sort of control.

“If you don’t follow the rules, you will end up paying the price. I warned you, my big beast.”

Dexx releases a strangled roar.

“The price is you don’t get to mate with me,” I whisper in his ear. “Until you follow the rules.”

His body jerks, wings failing, his tail lashing the water into a foam. I know exactly what has happened.

My big bad dragon has lost control for once. He might want to be a brooding dark lord, but today he has become a youngster losing his load unexpectedly.

“Scarlett,” Dexx groans quietly. “You made me…spill.”

Now I release him. Now I let him turn to me. I’ve never seen his face so open, so young, so confused.

I can’t help myself. I press my lips to his, feeling the sweep of his forked tongue within my mouth as he kisses me back.

“I’m sorry, Dexx,” I murmur.

“I should follow the rules,” he responds. “I have not spilled into my fist since I was a young warrior and my blood was flame.”

I try to imagine Dexx as a young warrior and fail. Instead I trace my thumb down the scar on his forehead which runs over his milky eye.

“How did you get this? Sarkarnii heal so fast.”

“Most do, providing we can shift, even a little,” he says, which is very clear from what I saw on his back and wings. “But I was caught in an battle which knocked me out for several nova-days, and when I woke”—he points at his eye—“this.”

“You Sarkarnii certainly know how to get yourselves into trouble.”

“I do. After all, I have you as a mate,” Dexx rumbles, a wicked glint in his good eye. “If you are not trouble, I don’t know what is.”

“Cheek!”

I swim out of his grasp, back into the main pool, enjoying the fresh water as it removes the suds from the rest of my body.

A dark shape swims underneath me, the thick tail moving back and forth in a predatory way. If I thought I was going to escape Dexx, I was wrong.

I teased him, and he is not going to let me go. Not without dealing with me in any way he sees fit.

Which shouldn’t excite me, but it does. I do my best to swim for the side, but I know I have no chance, not as the darkness which is Dexx rises through the water, capturing me and pulling me out, caging me against the warm, smooth, slightly soft floor surrounding the aquium.

Sarkarnii like to bask like lizards. I’ve seen them on the occasions we got a peep into the aquiums on Darax’s ship. It explained why the flooring had a slight spring to it.

It’s a softness I’m appreciating given I will not make it out of here without being mated to oblivion.

“My Sarkarnii enjoyed you,” Dexx rasps, “but it’s my turn now.”

Clearly he doesn’t need any recovery time.

His cock is ramrod hard as he gently nudges my thighs apart, pressing the massive head against my entrance.

I can’t believe I’m going to be taking this huge creature twice in one day, but my body is oh- so-ready for him.

It takes nothing but a tremendous stretch for him to slide inside me, burying himself deep as he groans out my name.

“Scarlett, you take me so beautifully. You take all of me, all my cock, all my heart.” He dips his head to capture my mouth with his as I feel something move between us, to touch my clit and make me see stars.

His tail works at me in tandem with his thrusts, slow, languid, delicious, and with each one, sending me closer and closer to climax.

“Let me hook you, let me breed you, little mate,” he rasps in my ear as I lift my legs, determined to allow him to go deeper and deeper.

Dexx’s desire to make me pregnant is a turn on I didn’t know I needed, and I am absolutely here for it.

As my orgasm crashes through me, wave after wave of pleasure convulsing my body, I get the familiar pinch and then complete and utter bliss as Dexx roars out his climax and his hot cum floods my womb.

How any of this works, I don’t know. But in this moment, Dexx is all there is, and I am completely and utterly taken by my Sarkarnii.