Chapter 29 - Izzy
IZZY
“I need more from you,” I whispered to Koar. “More of your life, your essence.”
Why were we naked?
Why was he so close?
How could any man — even a dragon — have a dick that damned huge?
“I’ll give you everything, my all, my life, my essence,” he breathed as he stepped closer and our bodies pressed together.
His arms wrapped around me, that mega-dick pressed into my belly, so long it tickled the underside of my breasts.
There was no way that would ever fit inside me, but I sure as hell wanted him to try.
“But if you need more from me, we’ll need more than the touch of a hand,” he breathed as he bent his head. I tilted mine back and our lips met. His were hard and pressing, ordering my mouth to open, and I did. His tongue swept into my mouth, dominating me, and his life-force flowed into me.
But it wasn’t enough.
“More,” I hissed, when we broke apart. “I need all of you!” I demanded.
“Yes, mistress,” he breathed.
And yeah, I had to admit, it was damned sexy when he called me mistress.
This big, hard, brute of a man deferring to me played into every domination fantasy I’d ever had.
Not that I’d ever owned a pleather dominatrix outfit.
But I may have perused the options online a few times and let my imagination run wild.
Koar lifted me easily. I wrapped my legs around his thick torso as he pinned me to the wall and…
Oh.
My.
God!
He penetrated me in a way no man ever had, so forceful and deep, so filling, I’d never be hungry again.
He was so huge it broke my mind. I let out a very unladylike series of noises as he thrusted deep into my soul, breaking me, too big, tearing me apart, but also giving me all his essence, healing me, strengthening me, putting me back together.
Then he was a dragon, and I was pinned to the ground as he had his way with me, so damned huge over me I couldn’t comprehend it…
…and that’s what made me wake up.
I sat up, sweating, searing hot and more than a little turned on.
And across the room, sitting against the wall… Koar stared at me, with a bulge in his pants reminding me of my dream.
“I’m sorry,” I blurted, still only half awake. In my head I was apologizing for leading him on, because clearly — according to my dream — he wanted me, yet I’d also been denying him here in reality, when it was clear — according to his pants — he wanted more.
Koar raised a brow in question.
That was when I realized none of what I’d been thinking made sense. I blushed furiously and stammered, trying to come up with a real reason for apologizing.
“For… taking so much energy from you yesterday.” I couldn’t even remember if or when I stopped drawing on his life-force last night. I’d sated myself with Myel in that strange realm of bond and spirit, then fallen right asleep. “Are you okay?”
His other brow rose to join the first and a slow smile broke the stony features of his hard face.
“I have a lot to give,” he whispered.
I’ll give you everything, my all, my life, my essence. His words from my dream echoed in my head, and I was blushing even hotter now.
He frowned. “No… I didn’t mean like that,” he stammered.
And my dirty little mind took control of my lips, overpowering my wake-up brain.
“And what if that’s what I wanted?”
I blinked, surprised I’d gone there.
I had enough men in my life… didn’t I? At one point I’d had three paramours, but now… Myel felt so far away, and if he died, the best-case scenario was that I’d go insane. And Rook had once been a friend, but he hadn’t been around at all since the dominion match.
And here I was being all inviting to this dragon, whom I barely knew. Admittedly, he’d been doing a damned good job of being one hundred percent dedicated to me, a fierce protector. I believed him when he said he was on my side, but still…
Oh… who was I kidding? I’d wanted to climb that mountainous body of his since I’d first met him, and that had been back when he’d been protecting Saldrea.
Vyns probably wouldn’t mind. He seemed to have accepted my other lovers.
Myel was okay with all that… I think. We hadn’t really talked since our argument over me being with Vyns that first time.
And Rook… he didn’t get a vote since he was being a dick.
So… yeah.
I didn’t retract my words. I just smiled at Koar in a sexy little way.
I was pretty sure that bulge in his pants twitched before the dragon rose quickly.
“I can’t give you that,” he said sharply and left the room in haste.
Oh.
Huh.
Well, that only made me want him more.
So few men turned me down. And since it was clear I was his type and aroused him, that meant he had some good reason for not wanting to be with me. I respected the hell out of that.
As opposed to Rook, who seemed to have flipped a switch and wanted nothing to do with me anymore.
Grandma had said he was mad at himself? That he cared but was frustrated at something?
Out of anyone, I’d have thought the incubus wouldn’t have had any reservations about being with me. Sex with him was stunning and he’d said it was the same for him, so… why had he disappeared? The more I thought about the fiery man, the more frustrated I got.
But Koar…? He hadn’t given me a reason for his resistance, but then…I didn’t expect one from him. Maybe the big man just had boundaries. And with Rook ghosting me, maybe I’d leave the door open for the big dragon… if he changed his mind.
I dressed and left my room. Koar dutifully followed me into the main area where Zora had laid out breakfast. The others were up already, but the mood was subdued. We ate in silence.
Afterward, Lhorine and I went to work, focusing on the elven ability to physically enhance themselves and others. And so began another long day, as time ran out for Myel…
And for me.