Bad Dragons: Special Edition Complete Series

by Terry Bolryder

  I look up into his eyes and realize what’s different. They’re not glowing, but they’re verdant, green, alive. Warm.

  “Just like it doesn’t stop me from loving you.”

  It’s the first time he’s told me he has feelings for me. He’s teased, yes, but he’s never been bold like this.

  “Because I didn’t have the strength,” he says. “I didn’t have the right to fight for you when I could barely hold myself together. I’m still not good enough for you. But I want you, Anna. I love you. And if I’m going to die, I might as well tell you how I feel anyway while I’m strong enough to do so.”

  I squeeze his hand back and put it up to my cheek with a sigh. “I love you too, Seth. I really do.” I pause for a second. Then my eyes widen. “Wait, what do you mean if you’re going to die? You look better than I’ve ever seen you. Healthy and strong.”

  Seth nods, and even his blond hair looks healthier, his skin smoother. His pretty-boy features are almost blinding now. “I am stronger. I do feel better than ever. But when the dragons come, they are going to need my powers to defeat Nerrenth. This time, I’m ready to do what is needed. Even if it ends in my death.”

  “You won’t die,” I say, brushing his hair back. I catch a lock in my fingers and touch the black ends where his hair looks singed. “You’re going to be fine. The other dragons won’t let you get hurt.”

  “They will if I tell them to,” Seth says. “And I will. Because I love you, Anna. I love the world too, and I even love those stupid dragons. I want everyone to be safe, and I’ll do whatever it takes to make it that way.”

  I shake my head, fighting back tears. I let go of his hair and sit back on my bed, lost. “Seth, don’t talk like that. Like it’s over.”

  “It’s not over,” Seth says, crawling forward to cup my chin as he kneels beside me, making me look up at him. “But I’m a realist, Anna. I know the fae’s strength, and more than anything, I don’t want them to win. If my poison can finally be good for something—”

  “You’re good for something,” I say fiercely as a tear trails down my cheek before I can stop it. “Even without your poison. You’re a good friend, a good—”

  “I want to be more than a friend,” he says, stroking his thumb over my lower lip as he continues to hold my chin. “I want to be with you. I’m stronger than I’ve ever been before, and right now, all I can think about is the fact that I can hold you in my arms. Finally.” He swallows nervously. “That is if there’s room in your heart for one more dragon.”

  I leap forward, throwing my arms around him, keeping him close. “There’s room because you’re already in there, you silly dragon.” I nuzzle into his shoulder, not wanting to let him go.

  “Thank you,” he says, resting his head against me.

  The longer I sit there reveling in his feelings, in the fact that he feels good, the more I can’t help becoming aware of his heat. The feel of his muscles beneath my hands. The way even his breathing is low. Male. Sexy.

  “Sorry,” I say, sitting back and flushing. “I just… well, you know. I’ve always found you attractive. And I’m a physical person, so when I have feelings, I—”

  He lunges forward, catching my hands and pushing me onto my back, trapping me beneath him.

  His hair falls around his angelic face, and his green eyes are sparkling. His hands are entwined with mine above my head, but his hold is gentle as he brings his lips down to hover over mine.

  “I think I can be with you tonight, dragon heart. I feel well enough. And I want to bond with you. And I know you love the others and you might not choose me… but you’re the woman I love, and I’d like to be with you. Even just for a night.”

  I swallow because despite the odd surroundings, despite everything going on, my body is ready.

  It’s ready because I love him. Because I do want to be with him. Have wanted to share this with him but couldn’t because he was sick.

  With each of the dragons, I had encounters that were more about being sensual and then encounters that were more about expressing love.

  But with Seth, we’re skipping right to the ending. To the kind of lovemaking that only comes when two hearts reach out and hold on to one another.

  I pull my hands away from his and reach up around his neck to pull his lips down onto mine, warm and soft and comforting.

  But then he opens his mouth, swiping in tentatively, and immediately, there’s heat.

  Seth seems to notice because he smiles against me triumphantly but then goes back to kissing me, and within minutes, he has me melting beneath him, desperate to never let the kiss end.

  But finally he pulls back, smirking slightly as he runs his thumb against his lower lip, back and forth.

  His green eyes sparkle as they roam over me, and his hand moves to the hem of my robe. “Let’s get you naked, dragon heart. Because I have so much more I want to do than kiss you.”

  63

  Seth

  Seth couldn’t believe it was happening. Anna beneath him, willing and wanting. Anna looking up at him like he could be loved.

  He’d only ever hoped for relief of his poison one day, even at the best of times.

  He’d never expected anyone to care.

  He’d still been very young when he realized no one wanted to be around him and that if anyone did want to be around him, it was only to abuse him.

  After he’d hurt Lee, after he’d come to the Blur, things hadn’t changed that much. People still feared him, still avoided him, but they couldn’t lock him up again.

  At least he’d been free. He’d even enjoyed it sometimes, using the fear and dread he caused to make others give him what he wanted or run away in fear.

  But Anna hadn’t.

  Neither had any of the dragons once he’d come to see them in the Blur. Even Rainier had helped him with serum.

  So he felt a little guilty right now, having Anna to himself. Especially since he was a big part of why they were all in the Blur.

  But she seemed to think he deserved as much as anyone, and for just one night, Seth would believe her.

  Then, if it came to that in the fae fight, he would finally make things right for all the other dragons.

  “You’re so beautiful,” she said as she moved back so he could help take off her robe. The shimmery fabric was pretty, but not as beautiful as Anna.

  “That’s my line,” he said, lifting it over her head and tossing it away, leaving her in possibly the most beautiful underwear. Shimmery and light.

  He hooked a finger through the waistband of the panties and pulled them down, then helped her unhook the bra.

  He felt his heart race as she pushed it aside, leaving her totally naked on the bed in front of him.

  He hadn’t realized how hungry he was to see her like that until he saw her bared, her dark-blond hair spread over a pillow, her limbs splayed over the bed.

  Looking up at him with soft, wanting eyes. Reaching out her arms for him to come to her.

  He shrugged out of his robe, tossing it to the side, and removed his underwear.

  There didn’t need to be anything between them.

  “Beautiful,” she said, looking over him. “And I don’t mean your face or your body. I just mean you, finally healthy. Not in pain just for a moment. That’s beautiful.”

  He couldn’t even respond because he was too busy hungrily eating her up with his gaze.

  For once, he didn’t have to worry about the poison. For once, he could take what he wanted.

  She was smaller than him, and it was satisfying, as Seth was tall for a human but short for a dragon. He liked how well she fit in his arms. How protectable and petite she seemed.

  He straddled her and loved the feel of their thighs together. When he saw her eyes dip to the hard part of him that would enter her, he felt himself grow even stiffer.

  “Well, um, you’re definitely not smaller than other dragons in one regard,” she said, biting her lower lip, her hazel eyes twinkling.


  Fuck, he wanted to look into those eyes forever.

  He could die for this woman and never regret a thing.

  Her hand found him and stroked lightly, and for a moment, he worried the memories would come. But all he felt was pleasure, and when he looked into her eyes, letting sensation zing through him, he knew it would be fine.

  His hand moved to the apex of her legs, playing lightly in her pretty curls. Then he dipped lower as her hand fell from him to clutch the sheets.

  When he traced over the pearl of her clit, she moaned, the best sound in the world.

  “That’s right, Anna. I want to hear you. Every little thing I make you feel.”

  He was gentle, watchful, unable to even blink as he continued to explore her, watching her writhe, watching tension build in her beautiful body.

  Her soft skin, her soft curves, everything made Seth anxious to hurry up and just be with her.

  But he was nothing if not able to hold back when needed.

  He stroked lazily, enjoying the wetness of her slit as he stroked down to test her entrance. Her legs parted slightly, and she moaned, clearly inviting him.

  Her sex was pink and glistening, so beautiful. He had to touch. He stroked along her inner lips, then up her outer ones, seeing where she was sensitive.

  When he found her clit again, her hands twisted into the sheets and she arched slightly, beautiful nipples hardened against the night air as she let out a gasp.

  Then her eyes found him. “Seth, you’re killing me.”

  “No,” he said, circling lazily, loving every little jerk of her legs. Loving the way she almost sagged in disappointment every time he left her clit to explore other parts.

  He moved up to take both of her breasts in his hands, testing the weight of them. He loved how soft they were, how his big hands could hold them. Keep them safe. Pleasure them as he rubbed his thumbs over the tips.

  She moaned again, putting her fist to her mouth as if to bite into it. He moved her hand away, pressing it into the sheets by her head. He moved the other hand up there as well.

  “Stay there,” he said.

  She nodded, but her eyes were nearly desperate as his hands continued to squeeze her breasts. He kept his eyes on her as he lowered his mouth to gently suck on one of her nipples.

  It was so fun to watch her as she cried out and bucked against him. One of his hands moved down to stroke her clit while he continued to suck one nipple until it was hard and aching, then moved to the other to do the same.

  Meanwhile, her movements grew more frantic, and she was practically dripping on his fingers from wetness.

  God she was hot. Her scent filled the air, and Seth couldn’t ever remember being as happy as when he pressed down on her clit ever so slightly and she came.

  She arched back, struggling with her hands still on either side of her head, and called Seth’s name breathlessly as her eyes met his.

  He came forward and put her arms around his neck so she could hold on to him, and she bit back a scream as wave after wave of pleasure seemed to take hold.

  It looked tiring, Seth thought, and he wondered if she wouldn’t want to go further, giving how much she was gasping, how flushed she was as she let go of his neck and fell back against the bed.

  She looked up at him, chest still heaving, nipples still beautifully pink, lips parted. Then she spoke. “More. Everything.”

  Seth didn’t think he could wait any longer. He’d gone slow, but who knew how much time they would have? He spread her legs, trying to decide how he wanted to take her, but then he felt her hands on his chest.

  She looked at him playfully as she rolled him over, then straddled him, sitting on top.

  He hadn’t pictured himself on the bottom, but he had to admit the view was nice. Her pretty breasts, flushed face, perfect rounded hips propped above him.

  “I like this too,” he said.

  “I couldn’t wait any longer,” she said, splaying her hands over his chest, squeezing his pecs and then moving to run over his arms reverently.

  No one had ever looked at Seth the way Anna was now. Like he was precious.

  “I love you,” he said, putting his hand up to stroke her cheek lightly. “So much I don’t know how it’s possible.”

  “I love you too,” she said. She came back down to kiss him. “Is it fine if I’m on top?”

  Seth smiled. “It’s always fine, if it is with you.”

  Anna beamed at that, still glowing from her orgasm, and slowly lifted up before settling herself over him slowly, watching his face in case he wanted to stop.

  “I’m fine,” he said, taking hold of her hips and sliding her down over his hard length.

  When she was seated fully against him, it was such hot, wet heaven he almost lost it, and he was a dragon with great control.

  “So hot. So tight. So perfect, dragon heart.” He grabbed her hips and lifted her, making her gasp before he set her back over him. The friction was delicious. “So perfect, Anna.”

  His hands found her breasts, squeezing and teasing, and she leaned over him as she lifted her hips to come down over him again.

  She looked so beautiful when she did that.

  For a second, he panicked, wondering if the poison inside him could somehow reach her when she was so close to him like this.

  But his fears were alleviated as she let out a moan, looking at him with eyes that were lost to anything but pleasure.

  “So good,” she said breathlessly. “More.”

  Seth moved his hands to her hips again, moving her slowly up and then down, lifting her easily, loving the way his whole body seemed to tense when he was inside her. The way his whole soul seemed to relax.

  He loved the way she moaned, the way her sheath clenched around him. The way everything they were doing was stronger because of the feelings between them.

  The way their memories seemed to surround them the entire time.

  Seth was breathing hard now, and Anna was too, as they both began to move faster, thrusting together quickly, finding that perfect tight fit over and over as it chased them toward the edge.

  “Soon,” Seth said, moving his hands up to caress Anna. Her arms. Her breasts. Her face. Her waist. Meanwhile, his hips thrust up to meet her, and she rose to her knees to come down at the same time. It was perfect synchronicity. It was—

  “I’m coming,” Anna shouted, curving over Seth as her whole body went rigid, then arced again in a wave of pleasure.

  “Yes,” Seth breathed out, watching the woman of his dreams coming while still joined with him completely.

  Then it was too much for him, and he felt himself go over the edge as well. Like he was a piece of dust and the oncoming pleasure was a broom, sweeping him away from everything he knew.

  It was heady, his whole body reacting, his dick spasming as the rest of his body went numb and all he could feel was her warmth all around him as he climaxed harder than he ever had.

  He hadn’t known it could feel like that. And as he gasped out Anna’s name, he knew he would only love her more for introducing him to such bliss.

  She was watching him, smiling at his pleasure, while her body was still wracked with her own release, spasming around him.

  It was transcendent, and when they both came down, sweaty and flushed, they stared into each other’s eyes knowingly.

  “That was good,” he said, bringing his hands up to cup her hips, feeling shaky. Feeling tired. Feeling exhausted but, for once, for a good reason.

  She gently lifted off of him, and he helped her fall down next to him on the mattress, pulling her in against him, keeping both arms around her so she felt safe.

  He kissed her earlobe and felt her shudder and couldn’t help but whisper, “I’m never leaving you, dragon heart. Not unless I die.”

  “You won’t die,” she murmured, tired but insistent as her hand cupped his arm. “Not if I can help it.”

  Seth smiled as he kissed the top of her head and lay back against the mattress. Anna
had done a lot of things for him, but even she might not be able to stop what was coming.

  But as Seth held the woman he loved until she was soundly sleeping, well pleasured and relaxed, he knew if he did die, he would die happy.

  That was more than he’d ever hoped for and more than enough.

  He curled around Anna, promising himself that no matter what, she would get out of this safely.

  As the most powerful black dragon in the world, he would guarantee it.

  64

  The next morning as I’m changing after my shower, Seth is watching pensively.

  I can still feel my skin buzz every time I think of what we did last night, and a part of me feels complete now that he and I have bonded like that.

  It was pleasurable, it was wonderful, and it brought me closer to someone I have loved very much.

  But today is a new day, and we’re still captured. I’m sure Lee is going to show up any minute now to bother us.

  “You could try to make nice with him,” Seth says. “Didn’t you know him before this? I swear I heard that in his thoughts.”

  I nod. “I was stalking him in a library for days before he made the offer to bring me here.”

  “Maybe he likes you,” Seth says. “Maybe you could leverage that, try to help us. Or at least yourself. Make him see reason.”

  I told Seth earlier about Lee going along with Nerrenth’s plans to invade the world. It only added to his worry about what will happen when the dragons show up.

  “I don’t know if I could,” I say. “Besides, how long do we have?”

  “The other dragons will be another day at least,” Seth says. “They’re still healing, as much as they want to come here. That gives you one whole day to reach Lee’s heart. If he was on our side during the fight, even if he wasn’t a dragon…”

  I sigh, trying to remember a time when I looked at Lee with admiration. I thought he was beautiful and that behind those big blue eyes, there must surely be a large, warm heart.

  But I was wrong.

  “I’ll try,” I say.

  Just then, someone knocks on the door.

  “Speak of the devil,” Seth says drily.