Chosen Destiny Page 22

  “It will.” He tugged her into his arms. “Ready?”

  She nodded. She fully expected him to release her so that they could walk there, but his arms tightened, her feet left the floor, and he carried her a few steps closer. She felt the tugging pull of a tunnel low in her belly, only then realizing they weren’t going to hike to the river. Samiel stepped forward with the momentum as the tunnel opened. He lowered her to her feet and turned her around. She saw a crystal clear pool just in front of her. The sound of water cascading onto rocks filled the air. On the other side of the pool, flowers and long green grass swayed in a gentle breeze. A sweet scent teased her nostrils. It was better than he’d described it.

  “We’re on this side of the river with a few patches of grass, the occasional flower and lots of rocks when that’s over there. Why?” She gestured to the flower-strewn field.

  “Because this is the nicest view of it. There’s a shallow crossing and you can find a nice shady spot and rest.” Samiel led her to the shallow portion and followed her across it.

  “What are you going to be doing?” She tilted her head and looked back at him. He was such a gorgeous man.

  “I’ll probably fly a little, but will stay close enough to keep an eye on you,” Samiel said.

  “I’ll be fine.” She decided on a spot where two trees provided shade. “Don’t worry. Have fun.”

  Conjuring a lounging couch beneath the trees, she walked over and relaxed on it. With a soft breeze feathering over her, she finally managed to rest. Her headache faded. She didn’t know how long it had been since she’d relaxed, but she didn’t see any sign of the dragon. Not that she was worried. She could feel the shield around the area.

  At first she’d only been able to feel magic when she was holding the blades. Now she could feel it any time. To get a sense of where the magic originated she still needed the weapons, but the growth over such a short time amazed her. Standing, she stretched. She scanned the sky, but didn’t see a sign of Samiel. She sighed.

  The dragon was usually so persistent about staying close. Now when she wanted him here for some serious playtime, he’d gone missing. She shrugged and peeled out of her clothes. She wasn’t going to wait around for him. That pool had looked inviting earlier. Now she wanted to feel the clear water surrounding her.

  She ran across the grassy field straight into the water. She screeched as chilly liquid touching her calves shocked her. She stopped. Slipping in the mud, she fell onto her butt. She drew in a deep breath, giving her body a little time to adjust to the temperature instead of running right back out which was her first inclination. Eventually, she realized it wasn’t bad, just a little cool compared to her warm body.

  She waded deeper and began swimming. She loved the feel of the water flowing over her body. The only thing she could think of that would make it better would be Samiel or Jaeson. A sudden shadow caught her eyes. She stopped and turned in the water. She saw Samiel sweep around in a wide circle before coming in for a landing. She watched as he stalked over to the water still in dragon form. His blue scales gleamed in the bright sunlight and the gold streaks shone almost as if they were made of some precious metal. He walked right up to the edge of the water. His head lowered and his tail swished slowly from side to side. She’d swear that the dragon grinned. If she wasn’t reading him wrong, Samiel wanted to play. She swam to the left just to see what he’d do. His head turned and his tongue flicked over his lips.

  “So the big, bad dragon is back.” She swam to the edge of the water and stood in front of him. The water only reached to about mid-thigh now. Her hands planted on her hips. “Do you think all you have to do is show up and you can have anything you want?”

  The dragon’s head nudged her out of the water. She would swear his brown eyes glittered with laughter. He definitely wanted to play, but she wasn’t sure just what he expected her to do. His teeth snapped very close to her thigh. She felt a hot rush of air.

  “Watch those teeth. You bite me and I won’t be happy.” She poked a finger against his muzzle. “I’m going to assume you want to play chase the witch and this isn’t some bid to get the pool all to yourself. You’d better give me a head start since I can’t fly.”

  The dragon licked his lips. She had a feeling he wasn’t going to play by any rules other that his. His head slowly lowered in a single nod. She backed away from him, watching him warily. She created some shoes because she wasn’t going to make this easy on him. She whirled and ran for the forest.

  A huge splash drew her attention. She turned and saw Samiel swimming around the pool. Furious at being tricked out of that water, she walked to the edge of the pool. Her hands landed on her hips. What was she going to do with him? Well, she wasn’t going to let him get away with this. He wasn’t even paying attention to her. She took off her shoes and weighed one of them. It should do the job. She threw the shoe and watched in satisfaction as it popped him in the head. His head came up and he bared his teeth at her.

  “Don’t think you’re getting that pool all to yourself.” She deliberately walked into the water.

  She knew he would be a little cautious still, but he needed to understand she wasn’t afraid of him in either form. The dragon swam around the large, clear pool seemingly unconcerned. She dived into the water. Her long strokes carried her right over to the dragon. She hauled herself onto his back, careful of his wings. He suddenly rolled. She hit the water, gasping. Water filled her mouth and she struggled to reach the surface. Hands came around her waist and she felt a foot brush against her calf as they broke the surface. Samiel held her while she sputtered. He looked concerned, but not horrified as he once would have. Finally, she drew in a deep breath and rubbed at her chest.

  “Rogue.” She splashed water at him.

  She could tell he’d intended to dump her in the water. He smiled widely. His hands linked at her waist. She shook her head and relaxed against him. Her legs tangled with his.

  “I caught you.” His lips brushed across hers.

  “You caught me? You didn’t even try.” She laughed at the assertion. He had nerve making that claim.

  “Why should I chase you through the forest, getting us both hot and sweaty when we can be getting sweaty doing something more enjoyable?” he whispered.

  “Sounds like you got a little lazy to me.” She looked at him through her lashes and tried to hide her grin. “And I thought you’d enjoy the chase.”

  “I’m not in the mood for the chase.” His hand slid down her side and slipped between them.

  His palm cupped her pussy. She hooked a leg around his hips. She wasn’t afraid that he’d let them drown. His fingers curled up and stroked her clit. A bolt streaked through her, settling like a heavy weight low in her stomach.

  “I’m so disappointed.” She faked a pout. “I wanted wild and ready for any challenge. I get a lazy dragon. Next thing I know you’ll be blowing smoke rings.” Lady, she loved teasing him.

  “You won’t be disappointed soon. I’ll practice the smoke rings and lounging after we’re both so sated we can’t even summon the energy to make it home.” He leaned down and she caught the flash of fangs as he scowled at her.

  “That seems like a big challenge for someone who couldn’t even chase me.” She grinned not intimidated at all.

  His thumb circled her clit slowly. She drew in a shaky breath. He didn’t respond immediately. His lips turned up into a wicked smile. Two fingers pushed into her pussy. Her eyes nearly rolled to the back of her head. It felt so good. She licked her lips and tried to hold back a moan. Teasing him was fun, but this was so much better. She arched in his hand, trying to force a firmer touch. Every time her hips would rock forward, his hand would pull back.

  “No, you’re the challenge. Chasing you would have been just a little anticipation. I wanted to get to the real game.” He leaned and nipped her lips.

  She realized he was slowly moving them toward the waterfall and the smooth rocks there. She looked back at them. In places the fa
ll of water was gentle, barely a light rain. That was where he seemed to be guiding them. She nipped at his lips unwilling to let him have all the fun. Her hand slid over his chest. When her fingers skimmed across his rib cage, he grabbed her hand and pulled it up, placing it on his shoulder.

  “Not this time, baby. I captured you. So this time you’re mine.” He eased her onto a ledge. Water drizzled over them both. She was mostly out of the water. Only her lower legs from mid-calf down remained submerged. She shifted restlessly. Her hands tugged, trying to pull him up onto the rock with her. He shook his head.

  “I told you that you didn’t capture me.” She tangled her fingers in his hair and tugged just to get his attention.

  “I didn’t?” His eyes slashed up to hers. His hands smoothed over her thighs. She felt the slight scrape of his nails on her skin.

  “No.” She shook her head, smirking openly because his attention seemed to be focused on her legs and pussy. “You did dunk me. I’ll give you that. But capture me? It would take more energy than you seem to have.”

  His hands pushed her thighs wider apart. She wondered what he was going to do next. What he was going to say? She wanted to see what he’d do to convince her he’d actually captured her, because she knew he believed it. His tongue swept over her thigh, lapping droplets of water. He nipped at her skin just above her knee.

  “Whose tongue and teeth do you feel on your legs?” His fingers drew small patterns on her inner thigh.

  They didn’t move to her pussy as she wanted. She held back a groan with difficulty. He was going to torment her until she admitted that he’d captured her. She knew she’d enjoy every moment of it before she gave him the words he wanted.

  “Your tongue, but…” Her voice trailed off as he drew his fingers over the slick lips of her pussy.

  She held her breath, hoping he’d touch her clit. Just thinking about it had her wet and aching for him. He knew it too. She could tell by the grin on his face as he drew his hand back. His hand lifted but went to her breast. He cupped and lifted the full mound before sweeping his thumb across the hardened nipple. She drew in a hissing breath as tingles darted straight to her core from the brush across the sensitive peak.

  “Who’s playing with these luscious breasts, witch? Who’s making your nipples hard?” He tugged at the stiff nipple, sending another shaft through her.

  She gasped and her back arched. He was wicked.

  “You are.” She couldn’t believe how breathy her voice sounded.

  His fingers traced the plump lips of her pussy and not all of the moisture was caused by the mist lightly falling around them. He made her so hot so fast. She licked her lips, not caring much about taunting him anymore. She wanted his lips on her and his hands everywhere. But not as much as she wanted to feel his cock pumping into her pussy. His fingers parted the folds. He licked his lips as if he couldn’t wait to taste her. Her inner muscles clenched at the thought. She wanted his fingers in her and his mouth on her. He had to know it.

  “Who caught you beneath the water?” He blew over the pink lips. She shuddered.

  “Y-You,” she stammered. She couldn’t think beyond saying what she needed to get his hands or mouth on her.

  He stroked his fingers over her clit. Her head fell back. She lifted into his fingers wanting more than the light touch. He plucked at the bud, sending a jolt of pleasure streaking up her spine.

  “Ah, so I did capture you, didn’t I?” His fingers drew back just brushing over the sensitive lips.

  She felt like screaming. Fine tremors ran over her body. She grabbed for his hand, but couldn’t make him touch her again. When she tried to give herself the extra push, he grabbed her hands. He laughed and held her hands away from her pussy. His tongue lapped at thigh. She wanted to feel that tongue dancing over her clit.

  “No, tell me. Did I capture you?” His voice hardened.

  Demanding dragon, she seethed. Her body burned so much that even if she wanted to, she couldn’t deny him an answer. She squirmed and moaned trying to entice him into touching her without a full surrender. He just grinned and shook his head.

  “You captured me, evil dragon,” she said on a sigh. She needed his touch and couldn’t hold back anymore.

  His lips brushed over her thigh and she felt the vibrations of his satisfied growl. He leaned closer and inhaled. His tongue slicked over his lips. His lashes lowered, nearly veiling his eyes completely. The skin over his cheekbones was taut and he looked intense, hungry. His tongue traced over the lips of her pussy. She tugged at his hair. He was going too slowly. His fingers brushed over her clit. She drew in a sharp breath and her back bowed as pleasure arced through her. His tongue lashed from her opening up over her clit. He feasted. She couldn’t stay still or quiet. It felt as if pure magic washed over her skin, leaving searing desire in its wake. He rose out of the water joining her on the large rock. He lifted her back and to the side, then slipped between her thighs. She hoped he’d finished playing because she wanted his cock inside her now.

  “Samiel, please.” She hooked her arms around his neck and tried to tug him up her body.

  His tongue circled the darkened nipple. Every puff of warm air sent stinging prickles dancing straight to her core. Her skin was unbearably sensitive. Even the light touch of mist hitting her body was unbelievably arousing. His hands weren’t helping. His fingers tormented her clit, but didn’t put enough pressure or intensity to give her what she needed.

  He looked up from her breast, but his teeth grazed her nipple even as his eyes locked with hers. Her breath locked in her throat and she’d swear her heart skipped a beat. She hooked a leg over his, but he didn’t move.

  “What do you need?” His tongue swirled around the stiff peak and he seemed to be enjoying tormenting her.

  “Fuck me.” She grabbed two fistfuls of his hair and lifted his mouth away from her nipple. She couldn’t take any more. It felt wonderful, but it wasn’t enough to send her over the edge. All it did was push the need even higher.

  “Are you sure you’re ready?” His fingers moved down from her clit to the slick entrance of her pussy. “Let’s see.”

  Two fingers slipped into her. They stroked in and out. His thumb brushed her clit. Her hands fell away from his hair. Something exploded inside her. She trembled and screamed as release hit her in an ecstatic rush. His fingers pumped into her lengthening her orgasm. Even as the thrilling pleasure faded, his thumb began circling pressure on her clit. She could barely believe it when the demanding hunger began to build again. His lips closed over her nipple. He drew it deep into his mouth and sucked. His free hand lifted and cupped the neglected breast. His thumb flicked across the sensitive tip. She couldn’t believe how fast her hunger was rising again. His fingers plucked at the hardened bud. Her hips rose against his hand.

  “Now you’re ready and so am I.” He gave her nipple one last flick.

  He rose over her with a surge of his powerful muscles. His mouth met hers as the rounded head of his cock nudged at her entrance. Her hips rose as he thrust forward, his shaft sinking deep into her pussy. Sweet thrills tore down her spine. This was what she needed. She craved the heat, the passion and the brush of his skin as he drove into her. Her nails scraped over his back. He growled and nipped at her neck. The sharp sting forced her over the edge. She clutched at his shoulders, trying to pull him even closer. Her body arched as pleasure roared over her. It kept rolling over her as his hips thrust faster against her. He stiffened and his body shook. Her hands stroked over his back and she relaxed, wanting to savor the closeness and peace of the moment. Everything careened out of her control in reality, but this seemed like another world. She felt secure and relaxed and right now didn’t worry about anything.

  “I love to play with captured witches.” Samiel framed her face with his hands and planted a noisy kiss on her lips.

  “Smug dragon.” She shook her head.

  “Victorious dragon. Give me a kiss and I’ll let you ride on my back home. If not
, I’ll carry you back like a sweet piece of treasure. Better decide quick because that’s sounding really attractive.” His eyebrows rose.

  “On your back? Really?” She barely got the words out before his lips slanted across hers.

  She let herself get lost in the kiss. The feel of his tongue stroking against hers, his taste. He finally pulled back and smiled down at her.

  “Really on my back, but no playing around or stunts. You hold on and be still.” He got to his knees and pulled her into a sitting position.

  “As if I’d try anything like walking along your back in midair on my first time.” She rolled her eyes at his orders. He had overprotective down to a fine art.

  “Not ever.” He leaned close and gave her what was probably meant to be an intimidating stare.

  It didn’t work. She knew he’d sooner rip off his wing than hurt her. She just smiled up at him knowing even if she did do something he’d probably only lecture her.

  Chapter Twenty-Two

  Meagan waited next to a building near the edge of the village. Merdanons had been gathering for most of the day. There wasn’t any doubt that the Dark Sorceress and Dark Sorcerer were pissed. She looked over at Jaeson. He’d arrived back almost the moment they were called to help the town. From his expression, a very satisfied smirk, she’d known that he’d found something. That expression had faded quickly when he heard the flare alarm. There hadn’t been time to ask any questions before, but since they were waiting now, she was going to try.

  “What did you learn?” She turned so that she could see him better.

  He smiled. “You know Samiel will want to know everything as well, so you could wait until after the battle.”

  She didn’t believe that for a moment. “One of the other dragons will tell him since you’ve probably already told your vampire friends. He won’t ask and you’ll forget to tell me. And I’ll be the only one who doesn’t know!” She crossed her arms over her chest and tried to pout.