Bound by the Ice Dragon

by Alyx X

  It didn’t matter that the building was small. I hadn’t ever eaten anywhere where I purchased a meal, someone else made it for me, and then brought it to my table. Excitement fizzed in my stomach. “It looks perfect.”

  “Yes it does.”

  When I turned to look at him, his attention wasn’t out of the window at all. He was watching me.

  There were other diners in the restaurant with us, and their low chatter could barely be heard above strains of music. I’d only ever heard snippets of music as they floated out of rooms in clients’ houses. It had always intrigued me, and I’d often wished I could linger to listen. Being able to hear it clearly and without hesitation like this was amazing. More so because Izon sat opposite me, talking to me and seemingly interested in what I had to say. Our conversation throughout the meal had flowed easily, strangely enough. We had discussed what Earth was like, his childhood as prince, and other carefully surface-level topics. However, it had still felt more friendly and informal than our usual chats.

  He held my hand even now, as we waited for the busy lady who had served us to bring us our final drink. “Back on Earth,” he returned to our earlier conversation, “what did you spend most of your time doing?”

  Heat bloomed across my cheeks. “I was essentially a servant there too. I cleaned homes for people who had money.”

  His grip on me tightened. “And your family?”

  “My father died when I was very young. My mother has always suffered ill health but very recently she became so sick that I joined the Terran Program to pay for her treatment.” I spilled the facts, my voice as neutral as possible, and it wasn’t shame that trickled through me, but it was close to it.

  “Is she still sick?”

  I steeled myself against the concern in his voice. Kindness sometimes had the ability to undo me. “I think so. I don’t have the ability to check, but the treatment options were all complex and time-consuming.”

  He was silent for so long that I met his gaze once I felt able. His brow creased into a furrow. “I’ll do anything I can. Check on your mother, help her. She will recover, Tessa. I’ll ensure it.” His sudden concern for both me and my mother was touching. I’d never seen him this earnest before.

  “You’re only king of this planet though, not King of the Universe,” I chided him gently, and he laughed.

  “You’d be surprised how far my reach extends,” he said. “And you know what they say about men with big reach.”

  I barked a surprised laugh, and he continued talking.

  “I’m close with my mother, and I couldn’t imagine being as brave as you. If I knew she was sick but I couldn’t be with her, I’m not sure what I’d do. I wouldn’t achieve as much as you do each day, that’s for sure. Even coming here… You stepped right into the unknown. You’re incredible.”

  I heaved in a shaky sigh and pressed my thumb just under my right eye to prevent a tear escaping.

  “Come on. Let’s head back to the car.” He left some currency on the table then wrapped an arm around me and drew me close against his side as we walked away. His voice dropped low as he spoke again. “You, Tessa Banks, are far more than I expected.”

  I wasn’t sure I was even supposed to hear him, but I definitely felt the kiss he pressed to my hair.

  The drive home was quiet, but Izon didn’t release my fingers the entire way. Occasionally, he brushed his lips across my knuckles, and sent a shower of hot sparks through my body. His touch electrified me. It felt so wonderful to be this close with him, without the harsh mask of King he sometimes wore.

  Once inside the house, he walked me through the dark, quiet entryway, and up the stairs. We stopped in the carpeted hallway outside my room.

  “Thank you for allowing me to walk you home,” he said, his smile wry.

  I muffled my giggle. “Let no one say you’re not a gentleman.”

  His gaze turned serious, and my breath hitched. He raised his hand to cup my cheek then allowed it to drift down my neck until his fingertips rested on my collar bone. “You really are beautiful, you know,” he whispered. He dropped his head forward a little, his gaze firmly on my mouth, and I caught my breath.

  I inhaled as calmly as I could, and skimmed the tip of my tongue over my lower lip.

  His pupils flared, and his chest rumbled a low growl. “I look at you, and I have to stop myself from kissing you.”

  Heat flared in me again, and something in his eyes connected with the desire unravelling inside me. This alien. This alien had purchased me to live and work in his household. I was his property, a tool. However, I found myself no longer caring about any of that as I gazed at the giant, beautiful man before me. He had shown me tonight that he could be more than just the ruler of this planet. He could be kind, thoughtful, and generous. I’d found myself thinking about what it would be like to touch him more than a few nights since I’d been here. What it would be like to kiss him. With a sudden surge of courage, I lifted myself onto my tiptoes toward his bent head, my hand against his chest for balance, and pressed my mouth against his.

  13

  Izon

  I gasped, just a quick intake of breath really. Shock ricocheted through my body at this brave woman daring to steal the kiss I’d denied myself taking from her. It had been a long time since soft lips had pressed against mine, and a powerful greed nearly overtook me.

  My nostrils flared and her scent became overwhelming. Underneath the soaps and perfumes she’d used earlier in the evening, her natural scent of vanilla rose from her skin. And more than that, she smelled of arousal.

  Fuck. I growled low in my throat, and my dragon wriggled inside me, the most restless he’d been in a long time. I flicked my tongue against her lips as I backed her against her door, desperate to taste her, to surround her. She parted her lips, and I lapped at her mouth, seeking her tongue, seeking more of her taste.

  Frustration roared into me. Humans were small. And apparently Hydronians weren’t designed to be so bendy. I squatted slightly to pick her up by her ass, her weight barely registering. The difficulty was trying to contain and push aside the layers of fabric. She wrapped her legs around my waist and plunged her fingers into my hair, her kiss eager.

  I sucked in a breath as my cock twitched then stiffened. Tessa rocked against me once, twice, three times. That definitely wasn’t an accident. Her kisses slowed, becoming a sensual exploration of my mouth, and I contained a groan. We were standing in a hallway of my home, and I had a huge hard-on and the nanny wrapped around me. It wasn’t something I wanted my children or my staff to witness.

  Tessa stroked my cheek with her fingertips and nipped her teeth against my lip. Raw need flowed through me and without wasting time to think about it, I secured her against my body and walked past the children’s bedrooms to my private wing. I wanted to stop along the way and press her to another wall while I undressed her, but I couldn’t risk any noise. Dyan seemed to sleep only half of his brain at a time, so he’d be awake and ready to defend the children at the slightest of noise. Although, with the scent of Tessa’s arousal heavy in the air, he probably already knew we were here and just what we were doing.

  I patted my door at the right height for the handle until I found it and we almost spilled through. Then I closed us into my rooms with a quiet click.

  My dick ached, and it would have been so easy to release it and push upward into her as she continued to rock against me.

  I drew away, and rested my cheek against hers, breathing heavily. We couldn’t continue, this wasn’t right. I drew in a deep breath and held it. Then another, working on bringing my heartrate down. But she shifted in my arms, and the scent of her arousal surrounded me. I dropped my head lower, to the swell of her pale breasts and pressed a line of kisses against them. I flicked my tongue across her skin, but all I could smell was her wet pussy. I wanted her. Shit.

  “I want to taste you,” I ground out, the words uncontrolled, driven by instinct and desire.

  “Please,” she ga
sped as she writhed against my body. “Please.”

  Her little pleas were all the encouragement I needed, and I crossed the room to my bed. I lay her on it, her body falling back and taking her skirts up over her head. She giggled, but I didn’t even crack a smile. I had one singular focus.

  Her panties were easy to brush aside. They may have ripped. The scrap of lace was suddenly in my hand, anyway.

  I pressed a kiss to the inside of her knee before trailing my lips higher, to the inside of her thigh. I breathed deeply as I moved, and I could hear every noise in the room—Tessa’s little pants and sighs, her own increased breathing, even the thud of her heart as it raced in her chest. Each sound sent more blood rushing to my cock, and I thrust my hips a little, seeking friction and release.

  As I kissed my way up one leg, I stroked the other with my fingertips. She shivered and trembled under my touch, and I grinned against her skin.

  “Do you like that?”

  “Yes.” The word came out like a hissed breath, and I smiled again.

  I parted Tessa’s thighs, and I looked at her glistening pussy, wet for me. A surge of power shot through me that I’d aroused this woman. I leaned forward, and suddenly her hands were clutching my hair and her knuckles pressed into my scalp.

  I darted my tongue out and flattened it against her clit. She stiffened and gasped, and I stroked her with my tongue, loving the way she tasted, loving the way she responded. As she moved, I flicked my tongue lower, pressing the tip of it inside her, and she gripped my hair harder. The sharp prickles of pain aroused me further.

  I licked my way back to her clit before surrounding it gently between my lips and swirling my tongue across the tip.

  She took her hands from my hair and scrunched up the fabric on either side of her as she formed tight fists in the voluminous skirts. I placed my hand against the soft, warm skin of her belly as I tried to press my head closer to her. She released a soft sigh as she arched her back from the bed, pushing against me, offering herself.

  “Don’t stop.”

  I almost raised my head to try to meet her eyes. Stop? Why would I do that? “I have no intention of stopping.” I could do this all night.

  I revealed more of her clit to my greedy mouth, and I pressed the tip of my finger into her pretty pussy. Her hips moved against me with a sudden jerk, and I chuckled.

  “I don’t think I even hit the right spot yet.”

  Her murmured response was muffled, and I glanced up to her face.

  “Want to put some pillows under your head?” I wanted to see her face. I wanted her to see me. I wanted her to know I was the man between her legs, the only man allowed to pleasure her.

  For the moment, my dragon was content. He liked Tessa and wanted my entire focus on her.

  I pulled back as Tessa grabbed two of the pillows to her right. She shoved them under her head. “I’m ready,” she blurted.

  I chuckled. “Well, then let me start again.” I hooked a hand under her knee and lifted her foot so I could press a kiss to the soft skin of her sole. Then I rested her bent knee on my shoulder as I kissed her thigh, just trailing my mouth across her leg, occasionally flicking my tongue out or sucking her skin gently into my mouth.

  “Start from where you were,” she urged.

  I glanced up, meeting her hazel eyes. The gold in them was on fire. “Unfasten your dress,” I growled. “I want to see you.”

  Her gaze didn’t waver from mine as she lifted her hand to her side, and the sound of the dress being unfastened made my cock pulse with fresh need. She slipped her arms from the sleeves and pushed the bodice down, so the fabric bunched at her waist.

  I growled again. The dress was beautiful, and she’d looked stunning in it, but now it was impeding my view of her body. I gripped as much material as I could in both hands and drew it down her legs as she shimmied from on top of it.

  Finally, the damned thing was out of the way and I could look at her.

  She lay bared before me, and I moved closer into her body. She was truly beautiful, and her body was doing things to my dragon. She shifted, and I reached up to caress her left breast as I lowered my mouth back to her clit. She cried out as soon as my tongue touched it, and I revealed as much of it as I could before I started gently sucking. I was kissing her there as I wanted to kiss her mouth, tasting her with my tongue.

  She writhed a little and closed her eyes as I watched her. Then her hand went to her other breast and she started strumming lightly across her nipple with her thumb. My dick thickened and I moaned against her.

  She caught her breath, and her eyes sprang open as she looked directly at me. Her breath came in rapid pants. She was close, I knew she was close. I refocused on my task. I wanted to bring her more pleasure than she’d ever known.

  I almost drew away to ask her what she wanted, but she clamped her thighs together, creating a vise around my head as her breath caught and her heartrate picked up. The vibration pounded through both of us. Her moans of pleasure sounded in time with the pulsing of her pussy, and I gentled my tongue, taking the focus from the tip of her clit as my thoughts fogged. I had to have this woman, take her, claim her.

  I moved without thinking. Everything became a blur until Tessa’s fingernails were raking against my back.

  “Fuck me harder,” she gasped. “Please, Izon.”

  The sound of my name on her lips sent me surging forward, pounding into her, and she cried out as the knots around the head of my cock thickened and rubbed against her G-spot every time I moved.

  I altered my rhythm, watching the expression on her face change as her eyes rolled back and she moaned.

  I chuckled. Perhaps I’d never brought so much pleasure to a woman. “Do you like that?”

  She stretched her arms above her head and I bent my head to her breasts, taking a nipple into my mouth.

  “Fuck, yes,” she breathed. “My God, your cock is amazing. Whatever you’re doing should be illegal.” She finished her sentence a little higher pitched as I changed my angle.

  My dragon preened at her words. She liked my cock. It was amazing.

  I laughed again at the satisfaction rolling through me. “It takes some skill to wield this cock properly, you know.” I ran my tongue across to the other nipple.

  She mumbled something incoherent, but I took it as a compliment.

  I found a steady rhythm that drew a gasp from her with every thrust and I dropped my head to nuzzle her neck. I kissed her skin, and licked her jawline, inhaling the tangy but sweet citrus scent of her skin.

  My dragon stirred, wanting more. I breathed her in again and fucked her harder, my hips moving to a beat she matched with eagerness. Her breaths increased and a familiar ache tingled in my gums as my fangs descended. I grazed my closed lips over her neck.

  It would be so easy… So easy to take her, claim her. I wanted her. My dragon wanted her.

  I closed my eyes and fucked her for both of us until my need to bite her nearly overtook me. Instead, my pheromones washed over both of us, driving her toward orgasm. Her muscles tensed, then her pussy pulsed around my cock and she abandoned herself as she came, her body going limp and her gasps turning to a soft moan.

  The sound tipped me over the edge, and I dragged in a last harsh breath as my entire focus centered on my cock as it pumped cum inside Tessa. I hovered in that perfect moment as my dragon growled in a mixture or satisfaction and reproach that I hadn’t claimed her. Then it curled within me and settled down to sleep.

  Beneath me, Tessa smiled, the expression languid and sensual. She stretched her arms again. “Wow. You are amazing.”

  I chuckled, unexpected heat warming my cheeks at her praise.

  She twisted and pressed a soft kiss to my chest. “Really.”

  I nudged myself inside her, deliberately pushing against her G-spot one last time. Human women seemed to have the same basic anatomy as Hydronian women, but maybe they were more sensitive because she gasped and clutched my upper arms, a soft groan of frus
tration coming from her.

  “I can’t. I just… can’t,” she murmured. “You’ve—”

  I teased her again, softer this time.

  “Oh! You’ve… I’m finished.” Her smile looked almost tortured, but I knew I hadn’t hurt her.

  “Okay.” I slid from her with a sigh of reluctance. “I’ll be right back.”

  I returned from my bathroom with a soft washcloth and I spread her legs one last time to wipe her clean. I was gentle, but she still gasped as I touched it fleetingly over her clit. When I was finished, I made her comfortable in the bed and cleaned myself before I slipped in next to her.

  “Thank you,” she whispered.

  “What are you thanking me for?” I lifted an eyebrow.

  She lifted one shoulder in reply. “I don’t know. Everything. Dinner. Being kind to me. Also… what just happened.”

  I chuckled. Wait until I really showed her what I could do. That was just the warm-up.

  I watched her drift off to sleep as I played with a tendril of her sandy blonde hair. It felt so soft as I rubbed it between my thumb and forefinger. Her eyes fluttered closed for the last time, and her breathing became steady and regular, but I waited a little longer before I withdrew from the warmth of her proximity and slipped from the bed.

  I stepped out onto the veranda that connected my bedroom with those of my children and also with Dyan’s room. I gazed out over the water, black apart from the silver sliver where the moonlight sliced across it. The sound of the waves lapping against the shore carried on the still night air, and I sighed.

  I sighed again at the soft sound of another door clicking closed. “Can’t you sleep, Dyan?” I didn’t even look up. I didn’t need to.