by S. I. Hayes
Chapter 41 SIG
IT WAS GOING WELL. She was there too. Aella had come with Collette, but they were without Greisen. I’d spotted them from the stage when I was welcoming everyone. I sorta hoped they didn’t see the girl that jumped on me. I played it off well, but it was awkward. Keegan had been holding up a barstool, waiting for Ryane to show up. She was there now too, but had been avoiding his side of the room. I didn’t think he’d seen her yet, but she saw him and made a beeline for the other liquor counters. It was time these two squashed it. I couldn’t take much more of having Keegan unfiltered and not to mention unwashed shacking up with me. I was tempted to head back to the dorm for some peace.
I hopped down from the stage and headed right for Tawny and Ryane, to find them doing shots with Gage. Not just regular shots, but body shots! As the people parted around me, I got to see Gage pull a lemon out from between Tawny’s tits, as Ryane licked salt off her neck.
Fuck me, if Keegan saw this all Hell was gonna break loose. I had to play it cool though, didn’t want to piss her off, she looked happy at the moment and hot. She was wearing this little white slip dress, and had on blood red lipstick with heels to match. I had to curb my thoughts. Sometimes having a hot girl as a best friend was a chore.
“Hey! You came!” I broke in on their laughter.
Ryane looked at me and fell right off the stool and into my arms, hugging me tightly.
“There’s my bestie beastie Siggy!” she exclaimed, shaking me back and forth. She was plastered. Great... I let out a chuckle, hugging her back. It was kinda nice even if alcohol induced. “Oh Siggy, have you met Tawny?” She turned my attention to the woman who was licking whipped cream from Gage’s navel and up his bare chest.
Tawny took her shot, then extended her hand. “Hey there, sweetie,” she beamed, licking the last bit of cream from her lips.
“Hi. Sig.” I took her hand. She was sexy in a dark blue halter and jeans. Shit, she was giving me a semi. I adjusted inconspicuously and turned back to Ryane.
“Are you going to torture him all night?” I asked, righting her from her hold on me.
She let go with a groan. “I’m here to have fun. If he wants to have fun, I’ll talk to him. But I don’t wanna do nothing heavy!” She poked me in the chest. “I’m not some toy to be left in the dark and then taken out when the mood strikes.” Each push of her finger against my chest sent a small shockwave through me. She was focusing her force push at me. Maybe she wasn’t as drunk as she seemed.
“Okay, have your fun, but there’s a big guy over there who’s got it bad for you and doesn’t know what to say about it.”
“I’ll talk to him, okay, just not right this second,” she huffed, then a knowing smile crossed her face as she looked over my shoulder. Curiously, I turned to see what she was staring at. Collette was headed right for us and with her was Aella. I felt a tightening in my ribcage. Tawny threw up her arms and screamed over the crowd to get Collette’s attention, bringing them right to us. Ryane nudged me with a wide toothy grin.
“Shut up,” I sided, trying to look cool and collected. “Gimmie a double vodka now!” I suddenly needed a drink, my throat had become the Sahara. Tawny and Collette hugged and I was surprised when Collette turned to Ryane and did the same. Was I on another planet?
“Sig.” Collette looked me up and down. “Class Rep looks good on you. Don’t you think he looks good?” She wrapped her arm around Aella. “You two haven’t actually met yet, have you?” She pushed Aella forward.
Aella glared back at Collette, putting out her hand. “Aella.”
“Yea, I know.” I threw back the Vodka as it came to me. “I’m Sig.” I turned back, taking her hand and an electric spark passed between us so bright that everyone near us saw the flash as we jumped back.
Aella let out a pained laugh, shaking her hand out. “Fuck me, what was that?”
“Seems you’ve been draggin’ your feet on the rugs,” I chuckled. It was weird and I didn’t know what else to say. “My charge isn’t usually involuntary...”
She raised an eye at me still rubbing her hand.
“Sig, get her a drink to make up for it.” Ryane pushed me toward the bar. “I’m Ryane.” She smiled at Aella warmly. “Siggy here is an ass, but he’s still good people.” She rubbed my head playfully and I let out a little growl.
“Oh, shut it. Have a drink, I’m gonna dance.” Ryane grabbed Gage, and Tawny followed as they made their way to the rest of the mingling bodies, leaving me with Aella and Collette.
“So about that drink, Ladies?” I could feel the embarrassment as it filled my cheeks.
Aella looked to her friend. “Um, sure, I guess. Do they have anything that actually tastes good?” I could hear the edge in her voice, like she wasn’t sure she wanted to be there with me and my heart sank. “Collette what do you want?”
“That over there.” She pointed to a tall guy with flame red hair and tattoos. “Think I’m gonna make a new friend.”
“But I thought we were...? “
“You are in great hands here. Have a drink, I won’t be long! Get me a Cosmo!”
Aella looked back at me with a nervous grin, as she rubbed her arms I noticed her scales were surfacing. “You okay there?”
She looked down and tried to cover her arms, but in the vest she was wearing there was no real hiding. I glanced her over, black and white pinstriped halter vest, another pair of skin tight black jeans, and knee high black leather heeled boots. Her tits were packed into the top with cleavage to spare, and her hair framed them just right.
“Eyes up mister.” She shoved me playfully into the bar counter. “I swear you have no tact. That’s the second time I’ve caught you gawking at my tits and not my face.”
“I’m sorry, but it’s a great pair you got there!”
“Oh, you are such an ass.” She smiled as the bartender came over. “So what do you recommend?” She leaned against the bar, effectively hiding her scales and her rack to my dismay.
“Well, if you want something strong and tasty, can’t go wrong with a Lemon Drop or if you like, an Alabama Slammer goes down like a dream.” I leaned into her and I could feel the spark between us. She didn’t back away, instead she let me invade her space some. A good sign.
“Oh, hmm. I’ll try the Alabama Slammer.”
“Another double vodka and a Cosmo too.” She was so different from how I pictured her all these months. Her hair, her demeanor. I looked her over again as she swayed her ass to the beat of the music, my eyes trailing up her back. “What is that?” My eyes popped seeing the red fabric threaded across her.
“Huh?” She turned to me as I reached out to touch her back. “Oh, this... Um, I thought it would look cool, but it’s still healing, so don’t touch it.” She put her front to me so I couldn’t see it anymore.
“Did it hurt?” There was something off, her energy was all over the place, and I could detect a hint of fear now as I watched her down the drink as it was put in front of her.
“Like you couldn’t imagine,” her voice was small, distant, like she was somewhere else in her head. I reached out and took her by the wrist and she looked at me with sad eyes.
“What happened in Amsterdam?” With my free hand, I fingered her now purple and black curls.
She scoffed. “How did you know about that?” She pulled back, crossing her arms over her chest. I was losing her, before I even got her.
“I went looking for you at the coffee shop the day you left. The cup with your number got demolished. That’s why I never called. I wasn’t just being a jerk who got a free coffee from a pretty woman.”
She shifted in place, looking down at her feet. This demure attitude didn’t suit her. “I...” She looked up at me and her eyes sparkled gold, the Dragon was just behind her eyes.
“Are you okay?”
“I gotta go. Thanks for the drink.” She palmed my face, kissing my cheek and fled into the crowd. I shook my head, my eyes following her, my body taking
a moment to catch up.
I was off the stool and headed into the crowd. Then I saw it, Ryane dancing with Gage and Tawny. The tune was a hypno-trance and made your whole body feel like it was ready to come. She was sandwiched between the two of them, their hands sliding all over her. I looked around and spotted Keegan. He was watching and he was pissed. I kept them in my sights as I made for him, he stood up suddenly and I looked back to see Ryane with her tongue running up Tawny’s throat as Tawny ground against her.
“For fuck’s sake,” I moaned, slamming into Keegan. “Don’t Boss. If you get in between that you’re gonna lose her.”
“I lose her if I don’t.” He pushed against me, but I pulled him aside.
“Look at her. She’s fighting for her independence from you. You gave her freedoms no submissive should have. You’ll never have her if you don’t bend for her now.” He stopped struggling against me. “Good, now go get her a drink and cut in. She’s trashed enough that I don’t think she’ll smack you for it.”
He nodded with a hard sigh. “You better be right. I can’t take much more of this.”
“Just shut up and eat your humble pie!” I shoved him toward the bar once again.
Now to find Aella...
Chapter 42 Keegan
NOT SEEING HER FOR three days was bad enough, but watching her as she danced was it for me. I’d seen them when they arrived and I fought the urge to go to her then, hoping that she would seek me out. No such luck, in fact, I’m pretty sure she was avoiding me on purpose. I wanted to rip Gage’s hands off for touching her, but Sig was right. I needed to suck it up and let her be who she was. I was beginning to understand that now, but her blatantly flaunting herself was not something I could abide by. I grabbed a couple beers from the bar and headed over to the threesome that was getting too much attention from the crowd. My fiancé had her tongue down the throat of a girl in front of everyone. My insides roared, and my eyes landed on Gage, who was dancing up behind who I assumed was Tawny, he saw me and his wide grin dropped. He slid his arms around the woman and pulled her back, breaking the kiss as he spun her around. Rayne let out a loud laugh as her eyes settled on me. She put out her hand as she continued to twist and writhe, her fingers calling me to her. I stood in front of her as she took one of the beers, then slid her body down the length of mine slowly. I groaned as she dragged her hands up my legs, her body begging me to move with her. I chugged the beer, throwing it on the floor, my hands connecting with her sides and down to her hips. She grasped my hands, pulling them around her as she backed into me, her ass pressed against my cock.
“You smell so fucking good.” I ground my teeth as I whispered in her ear. “And this dress...” She pulled my hands down between her thighs, letting out a low moan.
“Do you like?” She turned to me just as I was getting comfortable. I grabbed her by the ass, pulling her against my hardon. “Hmm, seems so. It’s too bad you’re such a dick.” She shoved me hard enough that I fell, the shockwave of her force push knocking me down.
I scrambled to get up, my eyes not losing her in the crowd as she headed for the bar. I grabbed her, using my speed to lock her in my arms. I dragged her out the back exit, where very few people were gathered.
“Get the fuck off me!” She growled. “Who the fuck do you think you are?”
“Ryane, please stop this. I know I fucked up, but come on,” I pleaded, reaching for her. She put up her hands to keep me at a distance.
“You don’t get it. These last few days, they’ve been such a relief. Not wondering if I was displeasing you, or worrying if you were going to be in another mood. I’ve eaten what I wanted, drank when I wanted to, worked and fucked how I like to.”
“Okay, so you’ve had your fun. It’s time to stop this. I think I’ve been punished enough.”
“Oh my God! Keegan, don’t you understand this isn’t about punishing you? It’s about finding me and where I stand. I’m sick of feeling like property. I’m a woman, a living breathing, feeling entity. Not something for you to control!” She was roaring even as the tears streamed down her face.
“I’m sorry if this has been difficult. But don’t throw us away over something we can fix.” The idea that this could be our end ripped me apart.
“Do you think I haven’t yearned for you? Ached in my very center for you? Of course I have, but Keegan I’m not Charles! I’m never going to bring you your slippers between my teeth and relish in a pat on the head for good behavior! I told you when we started, fifty-fifty.”
“I know. You’re right. Fuck, I know you’re right.” Her tears sent her mascara down her cheeks as she stood there defeated. The sight killed me. “I don’t want to lose you. But if you need to be free...” I swallowed hard, my clenched fists relaxed. “No... I won’t let you go.” I grabbed her, pushing her into the wall. She tried to fight against me, pushing at my chest.
“Keegan get off of me,” she spat, digging her nails into my arms.
“No. You’ve ignored me for days, refused to answer my calls. You judged me without hearing me out. You’ll hear me now.” I grabbed her hands, pinning them up above her head. “I didn’t tell you what happened or what I did because I didn’t want that dark part of me to touch you. I know you think that my wanting to possess you is selfish, and you are right, it is. It’s very selfish. I’m a selfish person. I get what I want. Do you understand that? Until you there was no bending, no surrendering of myself. It was always about my pleasure, my thirst. My darkest needs. You...” I took a deep breath; her scent was intoxicating. “You are a light that pierces through the darkest parts of me. The parts I don’t want touching you. I don’t want to sully or stain you with the filth that surrounds me.”
“You’re hurting me,” she pleaded, staring into my eyes, her blue irises flashing.
“Yes, but now you like it.” I parted her legs with my knee, leaning into her. “My passions are darker than I have allowed you to see, I have brutality in me, and I can’t afford to let it out around you. I don’t want you to see the monster that I really am.”
“You think I don’t know? That I can’t feel it?” She lifted her head toward me, licking her lips. “I’m in this with you. I feel the violence under the skin as much as you and it excites me.” She lunged for me, her lips colliding with mine. I pressed into her, letting her hands go. “Fuck me, right here,” she commanded, shimmying out of her panties and lifting her hem. “Right now.”
I lifted her leg as she went for my zipper, releasing my aching cock. With a hard thrust, I made her gasp my name. I was deep inside of her, right where I belonged.
Chapter 43 Sig
I COULDN’T FIND AELLA, so I headed outside, only to hear Keegan and Ryane as they argued around the side of the building. He was finally being honest. It didn’t take long before their shouts became her moans. Seemed they worked it out, maybe not in the long term, but at least for the night. I put distance between me and the reunited couple, finding myself alone, staring at a pond and its light show. I heard some soft laughter and footsteps followed by a muffled thud. Turing my head I saw someone lying on the concrete with a bottle beside them. I laughed and shook my head. “Looks like you had one too many buddy.”
“I’m not your buddy.” The words were slurred but unmistakably Aella’s. She was smashed and apparently unable to walk any further.
“What are you doing out here?” I stood up and stumbled over to her. All those Double Vodkas had done their job, as had the beers people kept handing me. I knew I shouldn’t have mixed them, but it happened, nothing I could do about it now.
“Help me up?” She lifted her hand and let it fall just as lazy as I felt.
“Actually, I think I’m going to sit just a moment.” I settled on the ground next to her with a snicker, laying back to look up at the spinning stars. “You ran off on me.”
“Yup.”
“Why?”
“You wanted too much.”
“What? I don’t want anything from you. Except maybe t
hat bottle.” I took it from her half opened hand, sitting up enough to take a sip. “Hmm, blackberry brandy. Tart choice.”
“It was what was left.” She hiccupped. “Excuse me.” A giggle ensued as she turned over to her side to better see me. “You wanted plenty, Mister Siegfried.”
“Please call me Sig.”
“I’ll do no such thing. Your name is Siegfried. It’s a good strong name. Translates from the German to mean victory and protection or peace. You are the Victorious Protector...” She let out a single hard laugh. “That says a lot.”
“Does it? And what about you? Aella? What does that mean?”
“Oh? I’m a whirlwind.”
Instantly she was on top of me, her knees on my arms, pinning me to the ground. She beamed, lowering herself down onto me, her hair brushing my face.
“I won’t argue there.” I smiled up at her, wiggling my fingers against her knees. I could break the hold, but I was curious how far she’d take this little tease.
Her nails bit into my chest, and I let out a pained moan, she leaned down, her heavy breasts pressing against me as she slid her knees from my hands. As soon as I was free I grabbed her by the ass, sat up and flipped her backward, my lips connecting with hers. She hesitated a moment before parting her lips slightly. The kiss was unsure, but soft, and tasted of almonds. I sought to open her more and she wrapped her arms around my neck, her thighs clenched against my hips. I had been thinking about this for months and was instantly hard as a rock and unable to hide it. She jerked back with a look of surprise when I pressed against her. Her legs dropped from around me and just as she made to speak, she rolled over and vomited.
I backed off of her, pulling her hair back as she tried to lift herself up.
“Okay, not the reaction I’m used to after a kiss.” I laughed gently, running my hand down her back gingerly, my fingers tingled, feeling the gold rings embedded there. No Dragon would willingly use gold, it burned too much. I realized as she expelled the contents of her stomach in little coughs that, contrary to what she would have me believe, this was not her idea.
