Free Dragons Don't Love by D'Elen McClain

she does
the exact opposite of holding on. She moves around until her small
feet dig into my scales. She stands upon my back completely
fearless.
    I love her. No. I do not. I barely
like her. We haven’t even fucked.
    “ We’re going in.” I don’t
give her time to respond. I lift my nose and buck my body. She
flies over my head and I shift to human mid-dive. I hear her splash
before I hit the water. It takes me a moment to spot her. Panic
shows in her eyes, but she isn’t struggling. I gather her in my
arms, kick my feet, and push us upward.
    She coughs between smiles as she draws
air into her lungs. “I guess my first lesson will be not to suck in
a breath after I go under,” she says as soon as she can
speak.
    The water does nothing to relieve my
aching cock. She’s never looked more beautiful. “Here’s another
lesson.” I tip my head down. “Breathe through your nose,” I say
huskily. I’ve never actually kissed her mouth. I’ve been saving
myself from this particular torture. It’s time.
    Salty, cold sweetness fills
my senses as I take her lips in a deep kiss. I wrap her ponytail
around my wrist and hold her head still. Not that she’s going
anywhere. Her lips melt against mine and I increase the pressure.
She opens her succulent lips and my tongue slides in. My tongue
swirls and glides along her teeth and her tongue. Her taste rolls
over me and my cock becomes a pole of pure iron. It would be so
easy to take her here—slide that small bit of cloth aside and
pierce my bride for the first time.
    No. She must beg first. I will win our
challenge because I am dragon and far more stubborn than any human
female. I withdraw my lips and she slowly opens her eyes. I read
desire in their depths. She wants me. A few simple words and she
can have me.
    Her eyes come back into focus. “Will
you teach me to swim now?”
    Not anywhere near the words I want to
hear. It makes me quite disgruntled.
    I teach her to swim with a complete
lack of enthusiasm. She doesn’t seem to notice. Her lips are
quivering and her teeth are clacking when I halt the lesson. “Put
your arms around my neck and circle your legs about my hips.” I
turn so my back faces her in the water. “If you fall when I shift,
I will grab you with my talons.”
    “ Oooo kkkk ay.”
    I shift and using my wings, I push
from the water and shoot up to the sky. Somehow she remains on my
back. Some of my irritation dissipates. She is such a warrior. I
don’t fly far. She is freezing. She wisely leans in low and absorbs
some of my body heat, but I can still feel her
shivering.
    I head to a small cove. There’s a
large log at the edge of the water. I breathe fire and it blazes.
With another breath of fire, it rolls farther into the cove and
continues burning. I land on the beach and I’m surprised when she
doesn’t immediately jump down.
    “ Iiiim tttttooo
cooold.”
    “ Allow your body to relax
and don’t fight this.” I rear back and immediately lift my tail and
buck as I lower my head. My bride flies up, I shift to human and
catch her.
    I get a small giggle for this
extraordinary feat.
    “ You’re freezing.” I carry
her to the fire and set her on her feet. I begin unbuckling her arm
guards. Next, I kneel and remove her boots. She remains silent
until I unclasp the front hook of her lower garment.
    “ No, please,” her concern
stops her from stuttering.
    “ Yes,” I say in my firmest
voice. “You have nothing to hide from me and I will not allow you
to take a chill. I’ll wait until you beg before fucking you, but I
will not be stopped from seeing your body. Close your
eyes.”
    Against her exacting nature and
without argument, her eyes slam shut. I continue removing the
cloth. Every inch of her is exquisite, made for me and pleasing to
my every fantasy. Her breasts full, waist small, hips wide, and
skin so incredibly soft I want to mark her everywhere. When I
finish removing her top and lower garments, I run my hands briskly
over her