Lucien: Dragofin Mated: Book 2 (Dragonfin Clan Mated)

by Mychal Daniels

  Quinn put her hands over her bra, hoping he’d take the hint that this was staying on. No dice. “Move them or that bra gets ripped to shreds.”

  “How do you know I’m all right with this? I could be scared of you and want nothing more to do with you.”

  “Because you’re still here. You came back into this room looking for me. That’s all I needed to know you wanted me in your life. Quinn, I’m yours and you’re mine. I want there to be nothing that stands between us as we take the next step, including your clothes.”

  He pushed her back onto the bed and tugged at her panties, pulling them down with one smooth move. She giggled, hating the giddiness that rode her at how he was taking control in the most delectable way. With her panties tossed somewhere behind him, he got on his knees on the side of the bed, spread her thighs apart and stared.

  Quinn took in the sight of him kneeling mere inches away from her throbbing core. This was insane. How they’d moved from him being a Dragon to this, she was at a loss but it was so fucking hot and sexy, she’d be a fool to protest. Lucien cupped her ass cheeks, bringing her pussy to the edge of the bed. He pushed her thighs apart wider to allow him space to move in close to her now dripping secret space.

  “What are you doing? I—we can’t do this. I have questions—need answers,” she purred as hot breath covered her pussy. “You can’t, I mean, I can’t think straight with you down there.”

  “Yes you can and you will. I want to be with you in the closest way I can while you ask what you will. If you accept me after you’ve gotten your answers and I’ve laid out everything, I want you to know that what I’m about to do to you now pales in comparison to what will happen after you accept me.”

  “That’s a big if. You can fly like a bird.”

  “No, I soar like the Dragon, that I am,” he correct.

  “That’s what I mean. Dude! You’re a real life Dragon. A big one and I’m freaking out at how hot that makes me, just thinking about it. You have this sexy magical thing going on that I find irresistible.”

  “Yeah, what is magic on the Earthly plane can be an aphrodisiac. Now ask your questions,” he said, sinking down and placing a pair of hot, firm lips to the crease of her vaginal lips.

  The sensation was so startling and good, Quinn gasped so hard she hiccuped. “I—I want to know if you… oh God, this is too much.”

  “Concentrate Quinn. I want you to get beneath all the surface crap to ask me what you want to know. Feel how good it can be between us and then ask your questions.”

  Quinn took the reprieve to get her body to calm down. The telling itch of her pussy was the indicator that she was getting wetter by the second. Lucien breathed hot against the juncture between her thighs and pelvis. His hot breath sent pricks of pleasure through her body. When she felt the softest nip of her sensitive inner thigh flesh between his teeth, her body almost catapulted off the bed. His toy, that’s what she was.

  Summoning up the courage to speak she said, “Lucien, I’m not your sex toy to play with. I’m a person with real thoughts and questions.”

  “Um-hum, I’m listening to every word, signal and emotion you give me.”

  “Not fair. How well would you be able to concentrate with me giving you a blow job, huh?”

  “We can find out after this if you like.”

  “Look you sexy-assed brute, I need to focus. I can’t with you going down on me like this.”

  “Yes, you can. I know you, my Quinn. You need challenge and strength to make you appreciate what we have. I can and will always match you in whatever you desire, want or need. Now speak or surrender to all my demands,” he said. The vibrations from the chuckle that followed teased more of her pussy juices to come forth. “Goddess, I love how wet your pussy is for me now.”

  “Oh God!” she gasped and bucked when his hot tongue pierced her folds to lick and tease her inner lips.

  Lucien wasn’t fazed, placing a hand over her lower half and holding her in place. “Take it. You want to know me, take my touch and know me. Now ask your questions, damn it.”

  “Are you human?” she blurted out.

  “No and does it matter to you?”

  She couldn’t answer that just yet so deflection was the best choice. “I’m asking the questions here.”

  “Fair enough.” Another lick of her inner lips had her squirming and wiggling uncontrollably. “Next question.”

  “Do you have comparable human anatomy. You know, to have sex like humans?”

  He laughed but didn’t stop licking her pussy. “Yes, just on a larger scale.”

  “Does it work with women?”

  “We’re about to see.”

  “Hmm.” Not the answer she was expecting. Time to move away from the subject for a minute. “Do you have parents, sisters? And if so, do they live here as well? You know, would I be able to meet them?” That came out desperate sounding and she didn’t like sounding weak. “I mean, only if you wanted that is all.”

  Big, seductive green eyes looked up her body to capture her own eyes as he said, “Yes, I have parents. No, they don’t live here. No, I don’t have any sisters, although I would have loved to have them. Hildy is like a sister to me now, and if Wren stays, she’ll be like one to the Clan and me as well.”

  “Klan! Did you say you were in the Klan?”

  He moved up to lick the hardened pebble of her clit before responding. When he spoke, she was so dizzy with pleasure it took an effort to focus on the meaning of his words. “No Quinn, that’s Clan with a C, not a K and that is what our teams are called. We are dispersed into Clans or units. My Clan protects this hemisphere of your planet. I have cousins who protect other sectors of the planet. Then there are floating rotators who will go to any of the sectors to give us relief when we need it. My brother, Ivan, helps with this. He’s not here as much, but you’ll see him around from time to time.”

  “Whoa, you act like I live here with you now.”

  “That’s the plan. Don’t you see how the Goddess has worked it out. You have every freedom you need to stay here with me. This is your home. If you need space away from me, then there are plenty of rooms on the other floors for you to have your pick. You can even make one of those females only places I hear women like to have.”

  “No, it’s the other way around. Men love their man caves.”

  “I have a Dragon’s den, down below. I can show it to you later if you like. I’m not going to lie; I want you with me in our space.”

  “Mmm—our space. Shit, that feels good!” The outburst couldn’t be helped. Lucien had plunged that devil of a tongue into her core and turned the tip up to stroke that little bundle of nerves she’d only heard of existing until now.

  “Questions, my love,” he said withdrawing just a bit. “Ask me about us and my plans.”

  How could she concentrate on stupid questions when he was systematically melting every part of her being with his tongue. This was hands down the best fucking she’d ever received, and he wasn’t using his dick yet. Quinn didn’t dare think about what would happen if she had him inside of her. Maybe this was why he’d refused to have sex with her last night. Oh, did he have more than one?

  “Lucien?”

  “Hmm?” He continued to fuck her slow and hot with his tongue.

  “Do you have more than one, you know?”

  “Uh-uh,” he said, holding up one finger, “Just one.” He turned his head and stroked her insides on the side with a flick of that long thick tongue.

  “God damn it—shit, fuck me, you son-of-a-bitch!” she screamed tugging at his hair.

  The bastard pulled away, sitting on his haunches with a true pussy-eating grin. Quinn couldn’t deny the glistening of his lips and knew most of that was from her.

  “I don’t think you want me to do that before you have all your questions answered, my Quinn.”

  “And why not?” Anger was rising again. She needed something of his inside her now.

  “Because, if I join with yo
u, you’re never going to be able to leave me or be with another man. Once a Dragon joins with his mate, it’s until death. I want that from you. Can you honestly say the same?”

  If cold water had been dashed on her, it wouldn’t have the impact his words did. “Did you say monogamy with you until I die, if I have sex with you right now?”

  He nodded.

  “And that’s because you’re a Dragon?”

  He shook his head no and offered, “No, it’s because you’re my true mate. I’m able to touch and be with you without you having any pain.”

  “Who says I don’t have pain.”

  His look turned serious. “You do? Why didn’t you say something?”

  “I did, but you refused to help me out. I ache for you and I know it’s because of all this deep stuff you’ve got going on. I want you so badly I can’t think straight. I mean I just saw you turn into a mythical flying beast and I want you even more.”

  “Dragons, and Gryphon for that matter, aren’t mythical. We just do a great job of keeping our existence secret.”

  “Gryphon—like the half eagle, half lion creatures?”

  “Exactly, but Greg and Matt don’t like to be compared to those animals. The animals are similar in outward appearance but nothing like true Gryphon.”

  “Wait, go back. Greg and Matt are Gryphon and you and your brothers are Dragons?”

  “Yes, but there are two more Gryphon you haven’t met yet. Drew and Sasha are Greg and Matt’s other brothers. They’re out with Ivan and some of my other brothers doing a short patrol on the surface.”

  Quinn wanted to point back to her throbbing pussy for him to go back to what he was doing. But that warred with what she needed to find out. Deciding it was better to get the info before the nookie, she relented and asked, “Please, start from the beginning and bring me up to speed on what you want and need me to know.”

  “That’s my girl. I knew you’d find the right questions to ask.”

  “Well, get to talking, else, get back to what you were doing with your tongue.”

  “Or I can talk and still do what I was doing.”

  Lucien rose to look at her on the bed. One of his thick digits entered her, filling her with a new pleasure as he began to move his finger in and out of her wet chamber.

  “See, I’m able to answer all your questions and needs.”

  23

  Quinn…

  Sounds made from the juices of her pussy, against the momentum of his finger filled the space. Lucien removed his finger, inserted it into his mouth and licked.

  “Mmm, your tight, little pussy tastes so sweet, I can’t wait to have it.”

  Quinn was too turned on to be embarrassed by the sounds her body made. Her breath caught in her throat as he began to remove his shirt. He followed with his pants, boxers and those stupid-looking galoshes they all wore. She scooted back into the bed, making room for him as he climbed in. The size and beauty of his cock hadn’t missed her either. It was nestled in dark hair that accented his masculinity. Lucien was the definition of masculinity from the hairiness of his body, to the spicy scent he threw off. This time it was her making grabby hands for him to come into her arms.

  He slid in next to her, but not into her arms. Bending down to kiss her with the most erotic kiss she’d ever had, he said, “I’m not going to join with you until you understand what that means and what your consent would initiate. There’s no going back, and Dragons don’t do the human divorce thing. Do you understand me, Quinn?”

  “Yes, I’m not an imbecile. I understand. But I do have a few burning questions I have to know before you tell me everything.”

  Allowing his lips to graze over hers, he said, “Anything you want to know, ask away.”

  “Um… do you and your brothers have other human lovers? Would you expect me to be part of some harem of women you keep here? And, would I be able to come and go and not be stuck here in the gym forever? I need fresh air and to get out and about.”

  “Haha! That’s funny. Quinn Bradford, I do love you and everything about you.”

  “Yeah, but are you going to answer that question?” She knew she was giving him major side-eye, but she needed to know.

  “Of course. I plan for you to battle it out with current wife number one to the death. I’ll put her and our fifteen kids on a shuttle back to my home planet for my parents to worry about.”

  Quinn blinked, not knowing if he was joking or not. Her stomach got a little queasy at the notion of other women and children. So she said nothing, waiting.

  Lucien nudged her head up to look into his eyes. “Quinn, a Dragon either lives a solitary life or takes one life mate. And as for children, I’m able to keep from giving you my fertilized seed until you’re ready for it. If you join with me, I’ll take on the responsibility of contraception, so you don’t have to use all those human hormones. I’m naturally able to do it and will only release my fertilized seed into you when we agree to have children.”

  “Oh, that’s different. I won’t get pregnant if I have sex with you right now. I’m on the pill, remember?”

  “Haha—human contraception has no power when it comes to a Dragon or Gryphon’s seed. You could get pregnant but only if we decided to try.”

  Her gulp was audible. “So I could get pregnant if we have sex?”

  “Don’t worry about that, only if you want to and are ovulating. We’ll have plenty of time to discuss when we start a family.”

  “A family when and if we decide to have one without me having to live on the pill. Well, don’t that beat all. You know that’s a huge selling point to this joining. You should have led with that. Women would be hanging from the ceiling, begging you for it with that sweet deal.”

  “That might be so, but my Clan and I are one woman men. Speaking of your idea of harem’s, there’s no way I could have a group of women, none of us could. Look around. Does this place look like a bunch of women run around here?”

  She had to admit he had a point. “No, it doesn’t. This floor is decorated with some taste but the downstairs needs a good airing out, and I don’t know what the other floors look like. Plus, I think you need to get a kitchen if you don’t already have one. Haven’t seen that yet. As for—”

  He placed a feverishly hot finger to her lips to still them. “You can have anything added or changed you like, as long as it doesn’t pertain to the guys’ areas. Their rooms, their choices.”

  “I would never do that. But you sound like I’ve agreed to move in. I don’t plan to move in like there’s nothing to it. What would the other say?”

  “They’d say the same thing they said to Hildy when she moved in which was, welcome sister.”

  “Just like that?”

  “Yes, just like that. They already know you’re special. So is Wren. This place,” he said, looking around the room, “Isn’t the most welcoming to outsiders. It’s not of this world, and only a special person could come in here and not feel ill. You and Wren are special. You were able to come in and be here without side effects.”

  She mulled that around in her head. Yes, there was way more Lucien needed to tell her before she made a final decision. Quinn didn’t want to come off as easy or desperate, but she knew she’d agree to be with him, as long as there wasn’t some weird caveat to it.

  “I guess you need to start from the beginning then.” She moved into his body heat and kissed one of his nipples. It hardened before her eyes, giving her a renewed boost to her tingling pussy.

  “I guess I should, or I’ll have joined with you before you had a chance to weigh everything out.”

  “Better get to it then,” she said, licking that same hardened nipple and enjoying the moan that escaped him.

  Lucien pushed her back, took a breath and spoke.

  “I come from a long line of Dragos. That’s what we’re called. We are the protectors of living species across numerous galaxies. My cousins, both Dragons, and Gryphon are spread across these places. I am the leader and he
ad of the Dragofin Clan here in this hemisphere. I have been assigned here for too many Earth years to count. If you’re wondering, our time moves at a different pace than Earth’s. This place we’re in right now is our Lair and straddles many times and dimensions. That’s why it’s hard for humans to survive in here.”

  He paused to caress her cheek. The gesture was so gentle; she wanted to sigh in contentment. He went back to his story.

  “When I saw you and Wren here yesterday, I wasn’t angry. I was afraid you’d suffered pain from the protection of the Lair and the strain of being between dimensions. Quinn, no mere human can be here without pain. You’re my miracle, sent to me.”

  The words Lucien spoke were what Quinn had always wanted to hear from a man. It was too easy. Life didn’t give her things so easily or quickly. There had to be some catch or drawback to this. Happiness was an ever moving target designed to bring her pain in its pursuit. Laying here in this bed with him, Quinn’s only conclusion was that this was too good to be true.

  “I can’t do this,” she said, pushing at him as she scrambled to get out of the large bed. “I have to go.”

  Lucien was too good to be true. A relationship with him would only end in heartache. No man could live up to the perfection he presented. There was no use tempting fate to deal her another bad outcome. This time she’d beat it to the punch and leave. Quinn spun around looking for her clothes. Some of the discarded items lurked in a far away corner. Lucien’s backward hand tosses had a trajectory to them; she’d give him that much. Guess it was the Dragon strength. Oh yeah, he was a man-Dragon. That should have shaken her up more than it did. She’d managed to locate both her shoes when it dawned on her that he wasn’t doing his usual—asking her to stay or protesting her actions. Stopping short, she swung back around to see him propped up on an elbow watching her.

  “What? No argument? I’m leaving Lucien, I mean it.”