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Chapter Ten

G eva held Erika’s hips tight against him for a few ragged breaths before he slowly receded, his entire shape dwindling to human again and he pulled her with him.

He fell backward against the warm stone and held against his chest in his strong embrace, his panting breaths still gusting warmly against her ear.

She rolled over, looking into his red eyes.

“I just fucked a dragon, didn’t I?”

Geva chuckled and cupped her cheek. “Yes. And you will again, because you and I are fated to be together. You are mine, Erika.”

His smoldering gaze softened, his expression flooding with wonder. The revelation in his eyes mirrored a feeling that had been growing in her soul since the first climax on his glorious cock.

“What is it?” she asked softly.

His lashes lowered and he pursed his lips together. “You’ll think me mad.”

“I doubt what you have to say can be any crazier than the day I’ve already had. You didn’t exist in my world until tonight. And now … Now I can’t imagine a world without you.”

Geva lifted his gaze, eyes flashing, and the pure emotion there penetrated her defenses until her heart fluttered with the strangest feeling of how utterly right this was.

“I never believed it was possible, to find a female so perfect, so deliciously carnal. Fate can be so cruel to my kind, but I see I was wrong to doubt Fate’s intentions. Here you are. The perfect mate. A reason for love I never thought I would find.”

Erika’s stomach flipped and tears pricked her eyes at his use of the word “love.” It was so unlike her to get emotional with a guy, especially one she’d fucked only moments after meeting him.

But here she was, so moved by his words she ached to feel him inside her again in a way that would let her illustrate the intimacy she felt between them.

“It is mad, isn’t it?” she said, smiling up at him through half-shed tears.

“That you’ve been in my head most of my adult life, and I feel like I already know you.

Because I think I do, Geva. I know you. I’ve known you for a long time, and I know I already love you.

And trust me, those aren’t words I just throw around. Neither is ‘fate.’? ”

“Sweet Erika, I love you, too,” he said, and pressed his mouth to hers, hungrily pulling her into a desperate kiss that did everything and more to reflect his words.

A moment later, she was able to catch her breath and she became aware of other sounds echoing through the room.

She glanced down to the bench where the other dragon had been and let out a giddy laugh.

“Oh, Eben. Why does that not surprise me?”

“She seems to like him,” Geva said.

Eben was now seated on the bench with a pretty violet-haired woman riding him.

After a few minutes, the purple-haired beauty yelled out a resonant cry and her wings unfurled, then embraced them both in a violet cocoon.

Erika could just barely hear Eben’s familiar orgasmic yell as his hands clutched at the dragon-woman’s bottom, yanking her down hard on his cock while he came.

“Who is she to you?” she asked, glancing up at Geva.

“My friend, then my keeper, of a sort. I misbehaved before hibernation and had to serve out the sleep bound in chains as punishment. Issa was assigned to ensure I stayed put until the hibernation spell was in place. My penance has been done, now that you have awoken me.”

“So what happens next?”

“Now, we make love some more. Every climax we share feeds the Queen’s well. Soon we awaken the twins. And I do hope you brought a virgin with you. She’s the secret ingredient. The magic will tell her what to do all on its own.”

“A virgin?” Erika asked, but became distracted when he shifted down her torso and his tongue elongated and slipped between her thighs.

He toyed with her clit until she couldn’t think straight, swirling the forked tips around and around, then dipping the agile length into her tender depths and finding her sensitive inner flesh.

Erika gasped, her hips bucking reflexively up to meet his mouth.

He gripped the backs of her thighs with both hands, spreading her wider for him to devour, which he did with far more enthusiasm and skill than any lover she’d ever had.

For some strange reason, she had the sense that he really was a starving man, hungry for the taste of her orgasm.

And, oh god, was she more than willing to let him have every last drop he wanted to take from her.

His tongue retreated from her channel and his lips wrapped around her clit, suckling it while his tongue worked her to her climax yet again.

He let out a hungry growl just as she got close, then hoisted her hips up tighter to his mouth at the exact moment she lost control and her orgasm overtook her.

Erika grabbed his head, tangling fingers in Geva’s hair as she cried out his name, her voice echoing hoarsely through the chamber.

He slowly relaxed, continuing to tease her gently as she came down from yet another spectacular climax.

Her breathing gradually returned to normal and she glanced down at him where he remained propped on his elbows between her legs.

He seemed to be studying her pelvis with interest, and before she could ask what was so fascinating about her bush, his tongue lashed out in a series of stinging strokes right over her womb, above the dark brush of curls that covered her mound.

“Ow, what was that?” she asked, alarmed, but still fascinated by the spark of power behind his eyes.

“You are mine, my love. This mark is our bond.”

She stared down at the glowing red shape that had appeared on her skin. With it came an overwhelming certainty that her life was complete in that moment.

“Where do I get to leave my mark on you?” she asked.

Geva gave her a lazy smile. “Your mark was burned into my heart the moment you woke me, my love.” Then he slipped his tongue out again and swiped the forked length of it up along her soaked slit once more, his lids lowering as though he were savoring a tasty treat.

“How do you do that?” she asked when coherent thought returned to her.

“I can transform any of my body parts at will into the shape I desire. My natural form is this …” He sat back on his haunches in front of her while his body shimmered, and a second later he was a huge, resplendent red dragon, four times the size of a man.

Then his tail disappeared and his legs became human, along with his torso.

All that was left was the dragon head atop the very beautiful muscular shape of a man with a massive hard-on.

“Show me your human face again. I like that face.”

He smiled at her when the face reappeared. “I like this face, too. But my human tongue is not as functional as my dragon tongue.”

“No, your dragon tongue is definitely much more … ah … functional.”

“I thought you’d prefer that one,” he said, grinning at her with perfect white teeth.

God, he was pretty. He even had dimples.

But what amazed her the most was how perfectly he embodied the creature she’d seen in her dreams for so long, not only visually, but in every sense.

He truly was the perfect man for her, though the awareness of that simple fact made her remember the friend who’d shared this particular quest with her the longest. The friend who had also been her lover for years, but who had never quite measured up to her dreams, despite his qualities as a man.

She glanced at Eben and saw him in a tender conversation with the dragon-woman, who was now curled up on his lap, nuzzling at his cheek. The woman really did like him. Her wings were still extended and drifted through the air in a lazy rhythm, sending pleasant gusts across Erika’s skin.

“I want to make you come again.” Erika heard the words while watching Eben mouth the very same ones to the dragon girl on his lap.

It took her a second to realize that the words she’d actually heard had come from Geva, not Eben.

She extracted herself from her fascination with Eben’s tryst to pay attention to the far more fascinating creature in front of her. Her own dragon.

“I could make love to you all night, but I have work to do,” she said. “We need to awaken the twins. How do we do that?”

“If the guide has followed the laws of the ritual, you will have brought enough humans to complete all the phases.”

“Yes, there are seven of us, counting Kris.”

“Their mates will call to them when the time comes. We just need to keep making love until the next phase begins on its own, so you choose. Work, or … um … work ?”

“Kris can’t just go lay hands on the doors and make them open like he did with this one?”

“Kris has a very specific role to fill here,” Geva said. His glance into the shadowed corner reminded her that they’d had an audience all along.

Kris nodded. “I can only open the first door. The others will open when each phase is due to begin, but it won’t take long.”

“How does making love to you help open the doors, anyway?” she asked Geva. She climbed onto his lap and slipped his erection inside her again, sighing with the sensation of fullness that ensued.

“Every door has a key, my love.” With that, he thrust deep, pulling her into a languid kiss that left Erika no doubt she had found the dragon of her dreams.