Fire Chronicles

Chapter 10: Bastian

Her uncertainty was precious. "But a moment of pain-a lifetime of ecstasy."

She looked around the field. "Will you take me here?"

"I leave the choice to you. Here, or in ten minutes, a bed."

Her smile grew and I would swear it blocked the sun. She was my sun... bright, beautiful, mine.

"Here, dragon."

"My name is Bastian."

"Here, Bastian. I fear this, let us get it over with."

I walked forward and cupped her face, my thumb running across her chin. Soft... calling to me. I stepped closer so only inches separated us. Lowering my hand, I used both to lift her gown over her head. She was bare beneath.

"So beautiful." Each curve was soft and delicate.

Desperation showed in her eyes. "Hurry, Bastian, please."

I would not give in until she was ready. "No, my sweet. Your first time is better slow. Did you like your finger?" I loved the red flush that traveled over her breasts, up her throat, blossoming on her cheeks.

I would never forget her look of need. "No... it wasn't you."

I turned away for one moment to spread her gown on the soft grass while trying to gain control over my body. Never had I wanted a bride as I desired Acasia. I took her in my arms and slowly lowered her to the silky material.

"Was she beautiful?"

I had no idea of whom she spoke. "Who?"

"Bethanne."

Only a slight twinge in my heart came from hearing her name. It was always this way. One bride replaced the other and the memory of loss softened. I smiled. "Not as beautiful as you."

Her grin flashed again. "I bet you say that to all your brides."

My lips twitched. "My brides' mouths are usually too busy doing other things and we are not conversing at this moment."

"Then why don't you kiss me?"

"Impudent female." I closed the mere inches separating us, kissing her honeyed lips, licking the outline before delving within. Her dainty tongue flicked against mine. I drew it into my mouth, sucking her sweet taste into my bloodstream. My hands roamed her creamy flesh. So soft and smooth. I remembered watching her pinch her n*****s the night before. If she liked it, I could do it better.

I swirled the tip of one n****e between my thumb and forefinger and kissed my way down her throat. The swell of her breasts was lovely in my hand. My tongue flicked out, swiping the stiffening tip. She shuddered, her entire body one avenue of pleasure. I finally sucked her n****e into my mouth, lapping with my tongue. Her fingers sank into my hair, pulling me closer. I bit down harder than I would with another female. She cried out in pleasure. I moved to her other n****e as her fingers tightened.

"You like that, Acasia?"

"I love that, Bastian," she said between heaving breaths as my teeth nipped her again.

"Then you will love this too." I kissed down her body, moving my hands lower. I loved the feel of her delicate flesh beneath my rough hands. I smelled her arousal, her passion making me intent on sliding my c**k deep within her center, but not yet.

Moving my entire body lower, I spread her legs wide and looked at her pink folds. They glistened with desire for me. I bent my head and licked her essence.

The cry she gave made birds rise up from the long grass to the side of us and fly away. I gazed at her as I made another swipe with my tongue. Her head moved from side to side, eyes closed, cheeks flushed. I wouldn't use my fingers this first time, my c**k got that honor, but I dipped into her center with my tongue.

"Dragon, I feel strange. It hurts."

I knew it was the sweet pain of delayed pleasure. I could help her with that. My tongue delved deeper, and using my fingers, I found her clit and rolled it between them like I'd done her n*****s. A heavy moan escaped her lips as her hips rose from the material beneath her. This time her cry was guttural... overflowing as her release traveled throughout her body. I watched, studying her pleasure, for all brides were different. Her fingers finally relaxed, my hair slipping from her hold. I moved up her body with small nips and kisses. Her eyes fluttered open when I lay full length above her.

"Is that all?" she whispered.

Oh, gods, she made me laugh. "Not even close, my lady."

Her thighs had closed slightly, so I spread them open with mine. I placed the tip of my c**k at her entrance. The trust on her face momentarily stopped me. I throbbed with need, longing to have her sheath my c**k. Her silky wetness beckoned me.

"I am sorry, Acasia." My hips drove forward, breaking her ring of virginity in one long thrust.

Her scream held no pleasure. I stopped all movement once I'd seated myself fully inside her. "Breathe, sweet lady."

"It hurts." I watched tears spill from her closed eyes and roll down her cheeks.

"For only a moment. Breathe."

Her soft breaths pushed her breasts more fully against my chest. I gritted my teeth; I needed to move but denied myself for her. I licked the delicate path of her tears. Her eyes finally opened, and she gave me a quivering smile.

"It is better now, Bastian."

"Then hold on, because I can wait no longer."

I tried going slow, but her legs curled around my hips, clenching me, driving me on. Magic built inside, centering in my balls. I hoped she was ready for the orgasm of a dragon, because I couldn't hold back.

"Come with me, Acasia," I shouted as the magic exploded.

There was not another magical creature in any realm who released like dragons. The light consumed my body, then hers, and finally a red glow burst from us. It was magical electricity, a shock to our systems that only two dragons mating could supersede. I knew what to expect, but still the power stunned me.

I roared.