The Hunt

Storytime

    After all these hours he was finally ready to tell her what she wanted to know. She knew it was a bribe to give in peacefully. Something in her made her want to rebel and continue their little game of cat and mouse. She assumed it was the alcohol talking and ignored it. She stood up straight and turned to face him fully. “Fine I will go with you.”

“Good girl.” he mumbled before pulling her into his arms and then lifting her bridal style.

“What are you doing?” she asked in outrage

“You are too drunk to drive and I don’t drive so.” he purposely trailed off when he took off with supersonic speed. He held her close and ran all the way to his hotel room in the opposite direction they were going before. He had gone past everyone and took the stairs to his floor. He didn’t put her down until they were at his door. He opened the door, ushered her in, and closed it behind them.

    Zirri took a large breath as she found herself in a hotel room. Even her fastest beast soul didn’t allow her to be that fast outside of her Daeva form. To think she would need to go to such extremes just to keep up with him. Her earlier admiration came spiraling back as he turned on the lights. It was a nice room with one large king size mattress as the center of it all. She wasted no time crawling on its soft sheets. She sighed in content.

    Why is she squirming aronud on this bed like this? It was agitating his baser, more primal, instincts. She really did have a great body. Full hips, small waist, thick thigh, an beautifullly large breast. She had the body of a pornstar which should be illegal for royals. She was snuggling the comforter and the way her leg was hiked up he was able to get a great view of the little shorts cradling her generous ass. He bet it was soft to the touch. He wanted so badly to touch it. He shook his thoughts from the path they were taking. Thats not why he brought her here. Why the f**k did he bring her here! The little idiots stupidity was contagious apparently. “To say you were so against coming here you sure have made yourself comfortable.” Yakir said throwing some of the loose comforter over her nearly exposed ass.

“It feels so good though.” she said relaxing in the comforting fluff.

“Well, while you  enjoy all of that I am going to take a quick shower.” he said heading to a small closet in the room.

She groaned and turned so she could roll onto her back and sit up to scowl at him. “You said if I came here to rest you would tell me what I needed to know about Itriuz.”

    “And I will. I am a dragon of my word and I will tell you what you need to know. However it will have to wait until after my shower. As long as you are here when I come out you will get the information you want.” He said rummaging through his large dark blue duffle bag. He pulled out some boxer briefs and dark grey sweatpants. He didn’t hesitate to retreat into the bathroom and before Zirri could say another word she was silenced by the soft click of the bathroom door closing behind him.

    It was quiet in the room. She could only hear the rustling of the comforter beneath her and the noises coming from the nearby bathroom. It was maddening. In the silence her drunken mind was stuck on the whole eaten by a dragon bit of her conversation with her brother. As a beast hunter it annoyed her to no end at the thought of being eaten by anything ever. It also reminded her that she shouldn’t get this drunk every time she drank. It had to be unhealthy to drink in excess this way. 

    She played some music on her phone to calm herself. If it hadn’t been for the fact that she was drunk now she would not have got that call from Reese. Also if she hadn’t been drunk she wouldn’t have gotten those hiccups when she had lost her temper. She always got the hiccups when she was angry drunk. It had hindered her escape and let that quick footed beast capture her. 

    Her mind flashed back to being pulled into his arms and a shiver ran over her body. He was as strong as she had imagined he would be but his body seem to even warm her naturally hot natured daeva body. She found being unable to squirm out of his hold not only irritating but exhilarating. The beast was getting under her skin.Well no more, damn him! She will not be distracted by his touch again.

    She listened to a few songs hyping herself to sober up and focus and not to drift off to sleep. She was still drunk but since she was made to be calm and had got a lecture from her big brother she could sober up faster. She heard the shower finally stop.

    After a few minutes Yakir emerged again. Zirri had seen him naked before but somehow this image was different. His short hair hair reminded her of waves and she wanted to touch his full beard. He was larger than life standing there bare chested with the low hanging sweatpants on with just the band of his boxer briefs peaking out. Hiding amongst the tattoos were rippling muscles, an 8 pack, and a deep V leading to what she had already seen was a large p***s which, if she looked close enough she could see when he walked. Her mind went blank as lustful thoughts overran it and her face burned red. It was not fair that such a stubborn beast could look this way. It was a crime against any red blooded straight female and gay male that had the misfortune of laying eyes on him.

“Stop gawking at me.”

“Then put on some more clothes.”

“You have barely any clothes on yourself  and I haven’t been gawking at you so I think you can contain yourself.”

“Don’t lie beast. You have been looking at me quite closely since I showed up at the club.” she said sitting up on her knees on the bed. “I mean, how could you not.” she said arrogantly with a confident smile as she looked down at herself.

    Yakir found confidence sexy and she was overflowing with it. That cold shower was about to get him nowhere if she kept toying with him this way. He hated that these thoughts kept creeping up on him. He growled and walked around the bed and sat on the other side so he wouln't be to close to the woman in his bed. “So about Itriuz” he started and could have laughed at how she sat more comfortably with her legs crossed ready to listen to his every word. “He is a normal fire breather for the most part I on't remember all the elements he had.As I said he was insane and nearing feral insanity so we weren't getting to know each other at the time.” He went on to describe what Itriuz looks like in dragon form.

“Sounds monstrous.” she said not containing her excitement well at all. Yakir scowled at her and she averted her eyes in mock guilt.

“He is not to be taken lightly even in a rage he was still able to survive a battle with my father. That is not easy when it comes to a dragon whose mate has been stolen.”

“A strong monster. It is in my best interest to be careful.”

“It is in your best interest not to go at all maiio kiire (little i***t).”

“Whatever you say beast keep going.” she said, gesturing him with her hand to keep talking. He scowled at her and sucked his teeth.

“Anyway. He lives in some abandoned castle over an inactive volcano in Yock, Srukull. Well from what I understand it wasn’t abandoned when he got there, injured and upset that he lost the woman he had stolen, but it was abandoned once he arrived. I have no idea when he lost his entire mind but as a feral minded dragon all his instincts tell him is to horde and destroy. It would be best to get the amulet without disturbing much of anything else.“

“Don’t be greedy, got it.”

“I don’t know anything other than that about the psycho.”

“That’s more than I had to go on so thank you.” she said stretching out her legs on the large bed relaxing as she processed all the new information she was given.