Dragons Don't Cry

Free Dragons Don't Cry by Suzie Ivy

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Authors: Suzie Ivy
Tags: Romance, Fantasy, Dragons, alpha male, shifters
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feelings by challenging Bastian to some game or race. My naughty
dragon loved to play hide and seek. Of course, I let him win,
because he could not control his temper and he’d totally ruin the
mood. I didn’t care, though, because I wanted him content. I wished
to please him in all things, well, all things but chess. Chess was
war and I put up with his tantrums when I beat him. I also knew how
to get his spirits turned around quickly. Using revealing clothing
with sly sexy touches would make him forget his weaknesses in the
war game.
    Bastian and I rarely argued, but the humans
on the other side of the hallway’s door were off limits unless
Bastian accompanied me, which caused me angst.
    “Why, Bastian? There are women who might
befriend me.”
    “You can’t communicate with them. I prefer
you in my rooms.” The tight set of his lips gave him away.
    “You are jealous!”
    He glared. “You have no business being
around human men when I am not present.”
    “I only want to spend time with women.”
    “Humph.”
    That was the end of that conversation, but I
stubbornly brought it up whenever I had a chance. He had a large
key that opened the door to the human part of his lair, and he
accompanied me through the hallways and stairwells taking me down
below to his treasure storage rooms. I picked out a few items for
our rooms, but having him shadow me took the fun out of treasure
hunting.
    When we got back, I opened my mouth…
    “No, Acasia, I cannot do it. You are mine,
and I would be with you when men are around.”
    Stomping my foot did no good. I stormed off
and slammed the bedroom door. My anger melted away when he brought
freshly gathered flowers and kissed away my bad mood.
    Stubborn dragon.
    Every few days he took me out of the lair
and we roamed his territory. Today was one of those days. He had a
lunch packed and we ate on a soft blanket that doubled as our
outside bed. After filling our bellies, we both lay watching the
clouds and enjoying the quiet sounds of nature.
    “I must go to the earth realm in the next
few days.” His words had me sitting up.
    I didn’t want him leaving me alone. Just the
thought frightened me, and I wanted to empty my stomach into the
grass beside us. “How long shall you be gone?” My voice
trembled.
    A slight smile touched his lips. “You will
come with me. I cannot leave you here alone with Laryn in his
current state. I think you will like this place.”
    My heart calmed and excitement took over.
“Can earth humans speak to me when we get there?”
    He gave me a grumpy, “Yes,” because he
disliked my yearning for family and friends. He had his dragon’s
brethren to converse with, but I only had him. I never mentioned my
loneliness, but he knew, because he would start challenging my mind
with books or his endless supply of gold and jewels. He loved
draping them over me when I was naked.
    I lay back down, rolling toward him, and
pinched his arm to let him know I knew why he gave me his sour
look. “When do we leave?”
    “In a few days, but I must warn you it is
painful to cross into earth’s realm.”
    Ah, oh. “How painful?”
    “You shall survive; I just thought I should
warn you so you don’t pass out.”
    That made me smile. “Similar to when you
failed to warn me that a red light explodes from us when you reach
your peak?”
    His tension dissipated as he threw back his
head and laughed. “Yes, just like that, silly female.”
    I sat up over him. “Can we go tomorrow?”
    He gave me a look of absolute innocence. “I
had planned to wait another day or two, but sometimes I change my
mind.”
    His cock stirred, making me crave other
things than travel. I wrapped my hand around the girth, my fingers
barely touching each other. I bent over farther, breathing over the
tip as I spoke, “Hmm, I would hate to leave you wanting, dragon,
but I may be too full from our lunch.”
    His eyes glowed, red sparks twinkling. “You
win, Acasia. We leave tomorrow.”
    I

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