The Dragon King's Dark Angel

11 - The Recurring Good Dream

Genevieve

    After Lorelei helped me change into a white, silk nightgown with a lace overlay, I seriously debated whether or not I should go to Atreyu's bedroom.  I knew it was what he wanted, but I wasn't sure if it was what I wanted.

    I thought about it for a minute or so, then I decided to lie down on the luxurious bed that was in my bedroom.  While lying there, my thoughts drifted between Atreyu, the new people I had recently met, the savages that abused me, and the one person at the Dark Mountain Kingdom, who didn't purposely try to hurt me.

    I had a lot to think about, but I found myself constantly returning to my thoughts about Atreyu.  Thus far, he seemed sincere with his words and with his actions, but I couldn't help being wary of him.  I wanted to believe that Atreyu was a good man, but I had learned very little about him.

    It was strange how I couldn't keep my thoughts off of him, and I kept feeling the urge to smell his intoxicating clover and cinnamon scent.  Not to mention, those fascinating sparks that made my skin tingle anytime we touched each other.  It was like nothing I had ever experienced in my entire life.

    Not only that, I found myself constantly wanting to gaze into his gorgeous, ice blue eyes.  I swear, I could get lost in those beautiful orbs of his.

    After about five minutes of lying there and only thinking about Atreyu, I couldn't resist the urge any longer.  I left my bedroom and walked to his bedroom, then I hesitated and took a deep breath to calm my nerves before slowly turning his doorknob.

    As I timidly walked into his bedroom, I watched Atreyu turn his head to look at me, then a wide smile stretched across his handsome face.  At that moment, I wanted nothing more than to feel his full lips caress my skin, but I couldn't bring myself to tell him that.

    When I stood in front of the loveseat where Atreyu was sitting and asked, "What now?" he reached out and grabbed my hips, then he pulled me closer. 

    After wrapping his arms around me, he rested his head against my belly and mumbled, "I'm so glad you're here.  I waited so long, I thought I was going to be alone forever."

    His words touched my heart in a way I hadn't expected.  Just the thought of Atreyu being alone and unhappy made my chest ache.  

    He eventually pulled me down on his lap, and for a change, I didn't feel scared or intimidated by the sudden action.  We talked for a few minutes, and I learned how he got the scar on his jawline.  

    I also learned that there are people who hunt dragons.  Just the thought of somebody purposely hunting down Atreyu and causing him harm or death left me feeling devastated.  I didn't understand how I could care so much for somebody I barely knew, but I couldn't fathom the thought of losing him.

    It wasn't long before exhaustion set in.  As soon as I let Atreyu know I was tired, he carried me to the bed and got me situated with the thick blanket pulled up to my chin.

    Once he was under the blanket with me, I couldn't resist the urge to get closer to him.  I snuggled my face against his muscular pecs while Atreyu protectively wrapped his arms around me, and I felt like I was right where I was supposed to be.

    I found it easy to fall asleep while basking in his scent, but it wasn't a peaceful sleep.  I started dreaming about that one, sweet man at the Dark Mountain Kingdom.  

    His name was Alexander Geller, and he was unusually sweet to me.  He had shoulder length, blonde hair and sparkling, light green eyes.  Whenever he looked at me, his full lips would curve up to form a nice smile, and what appeared to be love would swirl in his pretty eyes.

    When it was his turn to have his way with me, he wouldn't just brutally slam in and out of me for what felt like hours on end.  Instead, he would take the time to tenderly kiss all of the wounds left on my body by the others.  

    After that, his fingers would tease my most sensitive areas to the point that I felt like my insides were on fire.  Next, he would use his tongue to make me feel pleasure in that special place where the others hurt me the most.

    Alexander would do that until it felt like there was an explosion inside of me.  My entire body would shake uncontrollably while I loudly moaned, as waves of pleasure coursed through me.  It was honestly the only time that I didn't hate being there.

    As soon as I came down from the euphoria of that pleasure, Alexander would use his tongue to get me all hot and bothered again.  Next, he would climb on top of me, then he would slowly and gently push his length into my core.

    He didn't just rape me like those other savages.  He made me feel good, and that was something that didn't happen when I was with anybody else at that ruthless kingdom.

    So, as you can imagine that is what I was dreaming about, when Atreyu woke me up by nibbling on my ear and huskily mumbling, "Angel, I hope you're dreaming about me."

    I was lying on my back, but I could feel Atreyu's rock hard erection pushing against my hip.  It instantly put me on high alert, and I didn't waste any time stumbling out of the bed, then I made a mad dash out to the balcony.

    Fresh air!  That's what I needed most at that moment.  I hoped it would help to get my thoughts away from Alexander and back on Atreyu.

King Atreyu

    I was awakened in the middle of the night by Genevieve's arousal flowing through our mate bond.  It wasn't long before she started moaning in her sleep, and it was the sexiest moan I had ever heard.

    The urge to touch and play with her beautiful body was quickly becoming impossible to resist.  After almost an hour of her arousal and moans making me want her in an indescribable way, I trailed kisses up the side of her neck, then I nibbled on her ear before mumbling, "Angel, I hope you're dreaming about me."

    A second later, I felt her body stiffen, then she abruptly scrambled off the bed and sprinted out onto the balcony.  Right away, I climbed out of bed and followed my angel outside.

    Genevieve was leaning against the wall, and I could hear her take one deep breath after another.  It was times like this that I wished she was wearing my mark on her neck.  If she was, I would know exactly what was troubling her at that moment.

    Since I had no way of knowing, I walked up behind her, then I rubbed my hands up and down her upper arms.  My angel took a few more deep breaths, then she leaned back against me and warily mumbled, "I'm sorry, Atreyu."

    "Why are you sorry?" I asked in total confusion.

    "I won't lie to you, Atreyu.  I wasn't dreaming about you," Genevieve anxiously admitted.

    I was quick to angrily ask, "Who in the hell were you dreaming about?"    

    "Alexander," she rushed to say, then she paused for a second before more calmly explaining, "He was the only guy at the other kingdom who didn't brutally rape me.  He took his time and did things to me that felt really good."

    It took everything I had not to blow up in anger, but I knew if I did, that would only push Genevieve away from me.  She couldn't help what those men did to her, and a part of me was actually glad that she had one person who didn't want to hurt her more.

    Since he did things that she thought felt good, I curiously asked, "What things did Alexander do?"

    "The way he touched me was gentle, and he would do something down there with his tongue that felt amazing," Genevieve sheepishly admitted.

    I longed for the chance to touch and taste my mate like that, and I would have done anything to make that happen.  In hopes that she would respond in a positive way, I slid the palms of my hands up the front of her body and stopped just below her perky breasts.

    I left another trail of kisses up the curve of her neck, then I whispered into her ear, "Angel, it would be my pleasure to do those things for you.  I give you my word, I will never hurt you."

    Genevieve surprised me by laying her hands on top of mine, then she pulled them up, so I was cupping her breasts.  A second later, she softly murmured, "We can start out slow and see what happens.  I don't know if I'm truly ready for this."

    "I will take things as slow as you need me to," I assured her before I started gently massaging the flesh under my fingers.

    Instantly, a soft moan escaped from between Genevieve's lips, and that sent a pleasurable chill coursing down my spine.  It felt amazing to touch my beautiful mate like that, and I couldn't wait until she was ready for me to do more fun things with her.

    While enjoying the way her lovely lady lumps felt in my hands, I teased her earlobe by flicking my tongue over it, and that made her body tremble.  As soon as the scent of her arousal permeated the air around us, I wasn't keeping her outside any longer.

    No way was I gonna take the chance of one of the other dragons smelling the arousal of my mate before I marked her.  I scooped Genevieve up in my arms and briskly walked her back to my bed.

    I had no clue if things would go any further at that point in time, but I didn't care.  I was just happy to have her there with me.