Chapter Twenty-one
Tyson
A aliyah had been right. Getting into DuPont’s party had been a breeze.
I can’t help wondering why someone throwing a party with so much illegal activity happening wouldn’t have more security. Then I find DuPont, realizing he’s so high, he doesn’t have a worry in the world.
“That’ll make our plan easier.” Aaliyah snorts with a shake of her head. “Come on. Let’s get this over with.”
Allowing her to take the lead, I follow her toward DuPont, but my eyes are on her ass. The black leather shorts she’s wearing are plastered to her ass, and the black corset top she’s paired with it only enhances her curves more. Even without the outfit, the over-the-knee boots she’s wearing make me want to bend her over and fuck her on the nearest surface.
But I’d known better than to say anything about her choice in clothing. I’m lucky she even let me come along for this kill. She hadn’t wanted to, but River’s the one who convinced her. No one can say no to River. It’s like her superpower.
Before we left the house, Aaliyah had used her magic to change our appearance. We’re both now redheads with different faces, because apparently, DuPont has a type. I’m still not sure how I feel about seducing the man to his room before killing him, but it’s the best plan we could come up with.
I know the moment he spots Aaliyah as he perks up on the couch, pushing away the man and woman who had been pleasuring him. I move up behind her as she stops in front of him, and his grin only grows when his eyes land on me.
“Oh, you’re new. I’m Kenneth DuPont, but you can call me Kenny. May I ask your names?”
My dragon huffs inside of me, and I hate to fight back the stream of smoke he attempts to send out my nose. We don’t want anyone knowing I’m a dragon shifter, but my dragon does not approve of the man before us.
Aaliyah giggles, turning slightly so she can lean into me, her hand on my chest. “I’m Alicia, and this is my boyfriend, Theo. We might have heard through the grapevine that you had a thing for redheads and thought we’d shoot our shot.”
“Did you now?” DuPont stands up, brushing off the hands still trying to grasp him as if they’re nothing; as if he’s already forgotten about them. “I’m glad you did. You’re both gorgeous.”
It’s hard to keep my face neutral as he runs a finger across Aaliyah’s ample cleavage before running the same finger across my bare chest.
I had no hand in picking out my clothes, and they’re not something I would’ve chosen for myself, but I’d seen the hunger in everyone’s eyes when they saw me in them—even Aaliyah. So here I am, wearing a pair of tight leather pants, boots, and nothing else.
DuPont seems to like what he sees as he nods, the smile never leaving his face. “Can I get you anything to drink? Some party favors?”
“No, thank you.” Aaliyah giggles again, and it sounds so wrong. “We pre-partied, and I’m not going to lie, I think I might have overdone it. I’m so turned on, I’m surprised I’m not leaking down my thighs.”
Both mine and DuPont’s eyes fall to said thighs as if to check, and she giggles again. “Is there any chance we can take this party somewhere a little more private so you can help me out with that?”
I’m worried that she’s coming on too strong, too fast, but DuPont swings his arm toward the stairs. “Yes, I think that sounds like a wonderful idea. My room is at the top of the stairs.”
He lays his hand on her lower back, running his nose along her neck before they start heading that way, leaving me to follow behind them. Grinding my teeth, I have to remind myself that I can’t kill him out here in the open when his hand slides down to grope her ass.
I really don’t like this plan. But at least I’m part of it.
Aaliyah just giggles as he gropes her, allowing him to lead her up the stairs and to his room. He allows her to enter first, stepping back and gesturing for me to go ahead of him. I don’t like the idea of him at my back, but I also don’t want to make him suspicious.
I step inside, taking in the room and looking for any threats as Aaliyah throws herself on the bed. DuPont closes and locks the door before running his hand down my arm. “Why don’t you lose the pants? They’re looking a little uncomfortable.”
He’s not wrong. My dick has been hard from the moment I laid eyes on Aaliyah, and nothing has been able to get it to go down. Aaliyah is already shoving her shorts down her legs, DuPont helping her get them over her boots. My hand hesitates on the button to my pants when Aaliyah’s eyes meet mine.
At this point, DuPont is behind her, loosening the corset for her. His own clothes were shed as he walked to the bed. Her eyes slide down my body as she licks her lips.
I kick off my boots as I flick the button open, sliding the zipper down slowly. I push the pants down my legs, my cock slapping against my stomach since I couldn’t wear underwear with them—something about lines. I don’t know what River was talking about as I was getting dressed, but like I said, no one says no to River.
DuPont finally frees her from the corset, tossing it to the side so his hands can come up to grope her tits. A growl spills from my lips as I watch him touch her with those dirty hands of his. She’s not his—she’s mine.
Mine, my dragon growls inside me, and this time I don’t bother trying to hide the smoke streaming from my nostrils and mouth as I stalk toward them, ready to rip him apart for daring to touch what’s mine.
I pause when he freezes, his body seizing up as he gasps for breath. His hands go to his throat, his face already turning blue. Smirking, I close the distance between me and Aaliyah, ignoring DuPont as he falls back on the bed, dead before his head even bounces.
Aaliyah lifts her legs to the edge of the bed, spreading herself open for me like the feast she is, and all I can think about is getting my dick inside of her as soon as possible.
“I was thinking,” Aaliyah says, desire heavy in her words. “We can’t just kill him and head downstairs. Then people would know something was up. Clearly, we came up here for sex, and I’m sure they’re expecting to hear just that…”
Smiling at where her mind is going, I nod. “Maybe we should let them hear what they’re expecting to hear? I like the way you think.”
Aaliyah is practically panting as I drop to my knees in front of her. “But first, I need to taste you.”
Without waiting for a response, I bury my face in her dripping wet cunt. Running my tongue between her folds, I groan at the taste of her. “So fucking good.”
Not willing to give up on tasting her, I plunge my tongue inside of her and shift it to my dragon’s tongue. I fuck her on it, curling it to hit her G-spot, reaching spots no human tongue can. I lift my eyes to meet hers as I hum, my thumb finding her clit.
“Holy shit. Yes, Tyson. Right there. Fuck! You’re good at this.” Her hands grasp my hair, a long moan falling from her lips when I chuckle. With just a few more flicks of my tongue, she’s careening over the edge. A scream tears from her throat, not quite my name, but close enough. She yanks on my hair, thighs clamping down on my head as she grinds her pussy against me. It flutters around my tongue, and I really fucking wish it was my cock inside of her. I fuck her through the orgasm until she releases her hold on me, and I sit back on my haunches.
“Damn. Did you shift your tongue? Is that what that was?”
Smirking, I nod. “I did. You seemed to like it.”
She hums. “Sure did. Now, I want that monster dick you have swinging between your legs inside me.”
“Demanding little thing, aren’t you?” I ask, my hand closing around said dick and stroking it. “Sure you can take it?”
“Why don’t you get up here and find out?” she practically snarls.
Chuckling, I push to my feet, my eyes falling to where DuPont lays just behind her. “I’m not sure how I feel about fucking on top of a dead body.”
“You know what?” Aaliyah’s eyes flash as she climbs off the bed. “I’ll just go find someone else to fuck me.”
“The hell you will.” I grab her hips, spinning her around and pressing on her back until her chest is flush with the bed and her head just millimeters from DuPont’s body. I kick her legs open further, licking my lips at the picture she makes. Her pussy glistens with her release, shining like a beacon for my cock. “So fucking sexy.”
Leaning over her, I slide my cock through her wet folds, drenching myself in her juices. A whimper falls from her lips as she pushes her ass toward me in a silent plea—one I fully intend on giving in to.
Lining my cock up with her entrance, I push into her slowly as she cries out. It takes a few thrusts for her to take me, but once I’m fully seated, my eyes are practically rolling into the back of my head. She’s so hot and wet, her pussy already fluttering around me, and I’m not even moving yet.
“Are you close already?” I ask her, leaning down to run my tongue up her spine, and she shivers.
“Yes,” she whines, grinding against the bed.
Grinning, I bite her earlobe. “Get yourself off with your fingers while you warm my cock, killer. I need to feel your pussy clamping down on my cock. Only then will I fuck you so hard you see stars.”
She whimpers again, pressing back against me as she snakes a hand between her and the bed. As she undulates between me and the bed, it’s hard to keep myself from fucking into her. Luckily, it doesn’t take her long to come as she whimpers my name. This one isn’t nearly as strong as the first, but it’s just what I wanted.
“What a good girl you are, getting yourself off like that.” My hands grip her hips as I pull back before thrusting back into her so hard, the bed slams against the wall. I laugh when DuPont’s hand slips down and smacks Aaliyah on the nose, but it’s not going to stop me from fucking her the way I want to—hard and fast.
She screams my name, her hands scrambling for purchase on the bed but finding none. I fuck into her in long, hard strokes that sends the bed into the wall over and over again. Part of me wonders if I should be concerned about it going through the wall, but I’m distracted by the way she feels wrapped around my cock.
Taking one of my hands off her hip, I wrap it around her throat and lift her up until she’s settled back against my chest. The noises she’s making are driving me crazy, but I didn’t like how they were being muffled by the bed. Listening to her now, I pick up my pace as her eyes meet mine. Her hand closes over mine on her neck, squeezing it.
“Tighter,” she moans over the sound of my hips slapping against her ass. My legs are beginning to burn from the position I’m having to remain in to fuck her like this, but there’s no way I’m stopping.
I tighten my hold on her throat, loving the way she practically goes limp in my arms. It seems like my girl likes to not be in control sometimes. I’ll have to remember that.
“I’m close,” she pants, her hips rocking back to meet my punishing thrusts.
Her words don’t come a moment too soon as I feel my own release barreling toward me. “Touch yourself, killer. Do it now.”
She whimpers again, but her fingers quickly find her clit. With just a few movements of her hand, she’s screaming once more. I roar as I slam into her once more and fill her with my cum, grinding my hips against her as the orgasm rips through me.
My hand falls away from her throat, my mouth replacing it as my dragon roars at me to claim her, make her mine. My mouth opens on its own accord, my teeth brushing her skin before I jerk myself away from her.
She falls forward onto the bed before glancing back at me. “Tyson?”
I hold my hand up as I attempt to wrangle my dragon under control. The asshole tried to steal control when my guard was down from one of the best orgasms of my life. The two of us were going to have to have a talk once I got him under control. Squeezing my eyes shut, I fight against him. This has never happened before. Not even when it came to the three mates I already have, and I don’t like it.
When I feel her soft hand on my chest, I jerk back from her touch. “Tyson, what’s wrong?”
“Mine.” The sound is guttural as it slips from my mouth, my dragon speaking through me as he stares out of my eyes. “You’re mine.”
Understanding fills her eyes as she nods. “I understand that you want me to be yours, but you cannot force Tyson to bite me against his will.”
“He wants it,” hisses out of my mouth, and I could strangle the damn dragon right now.
She hums. “That might be true, but you’re trying to take away both mine and his choices. That’s not okay. You need to stop. Now.”
My dragon hisses, trying to take control from me once more.
I feel the power rising in the room as Aaliyah drops her illusion, revealing all six of her arms. Her silky hair is moving around her as if by some non-existent breeze. I can feel the power pouring off of her, and I’m in awe. I knew she was powerful, but I didn’t realize just how powerful she was until this moment.
“Dragon, you will release your hold on Tyson, or I will rip you from his body and beat you into submission,” she says quietly, eyes flashing as she stares back at us. I really don’t want her ripping my dragon from me, and I’m not even sure she can, but I’m not chancing that shit.
Her power rushes around and through me, my eyes widening, but finally, my dragon pulls back and settles deep inside of me. He wraps himself into a tight coil, and I can feel him practically pouting.
Yes, goddess… He hisses inside me.
Goddess?
Shaking my head, I realize I’m kneeling before Aliyah only when she cups my cheeks in her hands. “Are you alright, Tyson?”
“Yes.” I shake my head again. “Why is my dragon calling you goddess?”
She huffs, crossing her arms over her chest. It’s then I realize she’s already redressed.
“I’m no goddess,” she bites out. “At least not a full-blooded one.”
“Okay, yeah… You’re going to have to explain that one to me.”
She leans over and picks up my pants before tossing them to me. “Get dressed. We’ve already stayed too long. I’ll explain to you and the others when we get home.”
I want to argue with her, but the look she gives me tells me she has no intention of telling me anything before we get home. So I pull on my pants and boots, waiting for her magic to rush over us once more, disguising us so no one will know we were the ones who killed DuPont.
Following her out of the penthouse, I wonder what the hell we’ve gotten ourselves into.