Free Dragon Betrayed (Immortal Dragons Book 0) by Ophelia Bell Page A

almost objected, but the command in his voice sent a shiver running down her spine that nearly brought her to orgasm in spite of not being touched.
    She bowed her head, swallowing thickly. To give Nikhil what he asked, she would be breaking the most important law that all dragons were bound by. Nothing good could come of him knowing her secret. Yet he was her most trusted army commander—now her general. He had been willing to die for her.
    The thrill of having him know her completely, to love her in spite of being unmarked, was what decided the issue. He may be Blessed. He may even have a glimmer of a bond after the orgasms they’d shared, but neither of those things would influence his free will the way a dragon mark would.
    Unmarked, he would know her completely and love her in spite of the truth.
    Slowly, she turned to face him. “Not here,” she said. “There isn’t room.”
    She slipped off the bed, padding barefoot over to her private balcony. Silently, he followed. Her spine continued to tingle with the awareness of him following her, both of them naked and walking through the moonlit darkness, down the stone staircase from her balcony to her private courtyard.
    In the center of her garden was a round, stone platform surrounded by lush vegetation and the scent of jasmine. Belah walked up the low, worn steps, into the center of the elaborate mosaic and turned to face him. He continued toward her and her heartbeat sped up with each step he took closer to her. His enormous silhouette blocked out the moonlight when he reached her, his heat radiating into her as potent as the crackling energy of his aura where it tangled with hers. The tip of his erection brushed against her belly, and her eyelids fluttered closed at the pulse that surged between her thighs in response.
    She gasped when his fingertips slid between her thighs, parting her folds again and slipping deep into her.
    “I want to feel you change around me. Will you do that?”
    Silently, she nodded and let her will crumble away under his touch, releasing the powerful magic that held her in her human form. With a shimmering flow akin to mist sweeping through the delta, her body morphed and shifted. The pressure of his touch in her deepest place was a focal point for her shape to grow outward from. First her skin transformed entirely into the blue, velveteen scales, then her body began to grow, her joints and limbs reshaping. Her torso elongated, along with her head. Her wings stretched out wide again, spanning almost the entire width of the clearing once fully extended. Her tail reached just as far behind her.
    She halfway expected him to recoil in disgust or to run in fear, but with each new revelation of her true form, his touch between her legs grew more urgent. That part of her didn’t change as much as the rest. It grew slightly bigger, and even more engorged with pulsing blood, but Nikhil’s deft touch adapted easily, his fingers plunging deeper into her hot wetness.
    With his free hand, he began to stroke himself as his fingers fucked her. His eyes soon glazed and his hand fell away from her. The glowing pulse of his aura quickened and he aimed his cock at her opening, but to her alarm, he wasn’t moving to pierce her flesh with it. He only stood back and stroked himself, leaving her untouched.
    “No!” The loud, insistent cry sounded more like a bellow and he abruptly stopped, staring up at her.
    One eyebrow raised, he said, “No? I’m your master tonight, am I not? And looking on such a magnificent beast as yourself, I am overcome with need to mark you.”
    She let out a hot gust of breath through her nostrils, one that ruffled his hair. “Please. You may mark me all you must, but please do it inside me. At least always touch me when you do it. It is too cruel to my kind to let us starve the way you were about to. It would be like me forcing you to ride into battle and forbidding you from killing any of our enemies.”
    He considered her