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

words for a moment, then nodded. “Let me see my queen again.”
    She swiftly shifted back to her human form, the abrupt change resulting in a loud “pop” when air rushed in to fill the space where her larger body had been. Nikhil smiled in appreciation of her naked form.
    “On your knees.” The same commanding tone was music to her ears and she fell gracefully to her knees, gazing up at him.
    Her entire body tingled as much as her cunt did, and she ached from the inside out to come, but was even more eager to fulfill whatever desires he had. His cock hovered in front of her mouth and she darted out her tongue to lick at the weeping tip. He angled himself closer and reached to grip the back of her head, fingers threading through her thick hair.
    “You want me inside you? Then take me now, little beast, little goddess. Let’s pretend I am your god tonight and that you worship my cock with that lovely mouth. Suck me until I spill my seed down your hungry throat.”
    Her body thrumming with eager hunger, she opened up and took him in, bit by bit, relaxing her throat as he slid past her lips and deeper. She rested her hands on his hips at first, sucking him in, then pulled back and licked around and around his swollen tip with her dragon tongue before taking him in again. She cupped his balls with one hand, kneading them gently until she heard him moan. His fingers tightened at the back of her neck and his grip urged her into a faster rhythm. Soon she was no longer in control and reveled in the loss of it. With a bruising grip he pushed her head down onto his cock, slamming deep into her throat over and over.
    Tears streamed from her eyes and she could barely breathe, but holding her breath was something she could easily do. She lost herself to his need, no longer able to do anything but hold onto him with both hands while he fucked her mouth, his panting becoming rougher and more erratic. Suddenly he let out a yell and pushed her hard onto him, holding her there with his cock so deep he nearly strangled her with it. A hot, salty flood shot down her throat, his flesh pulsing with each violent ejaculation. The flavor of his spunk was every bit as delicious as the fresh flood of magic that flowed through her as he came.
    His fingertips loosened at the back of her neck as slowly as his cock softened in her mouth and slipped out. Belah licked her lips and blinked drunkenly up at him. His thighs began to quiver in front of her and a second later he sank to his knees, head bowed and chest heaving.
    “Good girl,” he said, touching her chin lightly with his fingertips. “Would you like a reward for pleasing me so well?”
    Belah smiled, her soul rejoicing over how well this man seemed to understand her, how willing he was to please her exactly as she wished to be pleased.
    “Yes, master,” she said, and let him push her back down onto the stone.
    She stared up at the night sky, the bright disc of the moon reflecting the fullness of need between her thighs. The stars flickered with each lap of his tongue between her legs. The rush of the Nile to the east mirrored the current of pleasure through her body, and the sudden gusts of wind blowing through the trees masked her breathy cries into the night when he brought her to her climax, over and over, until nothing existed but the scent and feel of his body when he moved up beside her and held her in his arms.

Chapter Seven
    T he days that followed made her wonder if she were living in a dream. During her days, she behaved as always, being pampered by her servants, dressed in her finest tunics and gold and jewels to hold court. She would sit on her throne with Nikhil seated among her advisers. Always she could feel his eyes on her throughout the day, and it drove her mad with need. The wait to have him back in her chambers where their roles would reverse made her dizzy some days.
    The nagging thought that she should mark him lingered, but she rejected it. She loved the idea that