Unquiet Slumber

by Paulette Miller

  She opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, which held a small blue flame at the tip.

  Nathaniel groaned, knowing that he was in BIG trouble.

  She stared down at his stomach and started to lean forward. He grabbed her shoulders to stop her. That’s when he encountered several additional problems. Her long hair was getting in the way of grabbing any part of her body and the paint that covered her was greasy. Whatever part he did manage to grab simply slipped through his fingers.

  As she wiggled out of his hold, she proceeded with her original plan. She gently started to lick a swirling path around Nathaniel’s stomach. Once her tongue touched his skin, he felt it burn. It was so intense it was almost painful but, at the same time, extremely pleasurable. He knew he should do something, but the pleasure was making it impossible for him to think straight.

  Tianna continued. At one point she hesitated, sucked in some of his skin, and nibbled. Between the sensation of the teeth, the feel of her hair and breasts gently caressing him, and the overwhelming scent of her skin, he could take no more. He let out a loud moan, not having the strength to hold it in.

  The sound motivated Tianna and she continued to lick even more enthusiastically, while nibbling and crawling her way up his chest. Soon she was rubbing her entire body along the length of his. He tried to hold her back, but it was like trying to hold on to a greased pig. It didn’t help that his body was now fighting him. His inner dragon loved having her body on his and didn’t want to hold her back.

  After she licked a path to his left nipple, she bit him and this time it wasn‘t gentle. The sensation of the bite caused him to arch his back and let out another even loader moan. Although he knew it didn’t break the skin, it was hard enough to leave a temporary mark. The war was on, and she was giving him battle wounds. He may have lost the initial battle, but he was determined to win the war.

  He continued to fight and somehow she seemed to anticipate his every move. She slithered and wiggled, unable to be diverted. She continued her lick and nibble path. She liked seeing how her teeth left marks. She decided that she wanted to add one to his collection that wouldn’t go away. Once she reached his neck, she decided to implement her plan. Nathaniel could feel her body tense and knew that she was about to do something.

  She dropped so that she was pressed hard against his body. She brought her knees up so her thighs tightly hugged him at his waist. Grabbing his shoulders, she used her head as a wedge, forcing his head to turn to the side and opening the line of his neck. She snuggled her face into him and, for a moment, all he could feel was her hot breath. The next sensation he felt was the penetration of her teeth. She had bit him again, but this time he knew she brought blood.

  The pain only lasted for a second as the bite was followed immediately by her gently sucking on the wound. Tianna’s body stiffened when his blood touched her tongue. It was like pure desire liquefied and her body trembled as it burned down her throat.

  Nathaniel thought he had been blessed by the gods. He closed his eyes as he pulled her tighter against his neck. He was momentarily lost to the methodic sucking sensation that matched the exact rhythm of his heart. His inner dragon was euphoric and let out a very low growl.

  Tianna wiggled and purred with her accomplishment.

  When she finally eased her mouth’s hold on him, she gently scraped her teeth along the line of his neck. She whispered some words Nathaniel couldn’t make out and licked the wound shut with her blue flamed tongue. As she licked his neck clean, she purred like a cat lapping up milk.

  Tianna was doing actions appropriate for a mated female. He wondered who had taught her what to do. He needed to bring some sanity quickly to this situation. While slowing his pulse, he attempted to regain some control of his dragon. He was finding it exceptionally difficult because maintaining his mental shield was draining him of his energy.

  He didn’t get to ponder on his situation for long, because the war wasn’t over. With moves as fast as any Draak, she lifted her hips up just enough so she could loosen the ties of his pants. As she was trying to pull his pants down over his hips, he heard her say, “Let’s see if you really do prefer females on top.”

  He grabbed at her, but she was quicker. She pinned his arms against his chest and shook her head at him saying, “No, no. my dear warrior. You promised me that I’d get to wrap my naked thighs around you and ride you bareback.”

  He realized that he was now getting his payback for every inappropriate suggestion he had ever made to her. This was going to be a very long night, and he decided that he needed to start treating this like a real battle. As she grabbed at his pants again, he gathered all of the Draak strength left within him and flipped her over onto her back, pinning her beneath him.

  The flip didn’t even slow her down. She just giggled and said, “Oooo. Now you’re on top, and I’m the naked female wiggling and sweaty beneath you.”

  He realized she was right. She was beneath him, wiggling, sweaty, and most definitely she was naked.

  She had a look of pure determination when she announced, “Now is the time for these bareback riding thighs to get to work.” She wrapped her legs around his hips, hooked her ankles, and pulled him down onto her hard. She had wiggled herself into a position so that when she pulled him down, his rather large arousal was pressed against her most intimate parts. She purred again.

  Her sounds were driving his dragon into a frenzy.

  She took advantage of another momentary distraction and grabbed as much of his long brown hair as she could. She yanked his head down until his mouth landed on top of hers and kissed him with pure passion.

  Her mouth tasted of blood, causing his dragon to roar. He lost all control and kissed her back. When he opened his mouth to take a quick breath, this female warrior saw yet another opportunity. She stuck her tongue into his mouth and began to roll it lazily around his. He met her challenge and began to explore her mouth with such force it looked like he was trying to make his tongue come out the other side of her head. She moaned in response.

  While they kissed passionately and he was completely lost in the moment she, with the mental skills of a seasoned warrior, went back to work on her other target… his pants. While he was busy above, she worked below and managed to wiggle his pants down to his thighs. She put a hand around his thick, hard length and positioned him exactly where she wanted him. She pulled his hips down with her legs and lifted herself off the blankets so that he started to penetrate her.

  The sensation was so overwhelming it caused Nathaniel to snap briefly back to reality. He felt a severe pain in his chest reminding him of the oath that he was dangerously close to breaking. He needed to find a way to overpower this female, who he now decided was much stronger than he was. He did the only thing he could do. He called on the dragon within and began to shift. As his body shifted, he grew in size, even the parts that were starting to intimately connect with Tianna.

  She threw back her head and let out a loud cry of pleasure.

  When she stared again at Nathaniel, he saw that the glow in her eyes was almost blinding now. Even shifting wasn’t going to distract this female warrior from her quest. She just gazed up at the partial dragon now on top of her and rubbed her hands up and down the scales on his chest and arms.

  She commanded, “Bend down here and let me feel those scales rub against me.”

  Nathaniel gave out a growl so fierce even the most feared enemy would’ve cowered. Not Tianna. She giggled and purred as she wiggled against him saying, “Oooo. That tickles. Growl again!”

  Her reaction made him angry. In his current form, he was well over two hundred pounds heavier and a head taller. Surely he could overpower her. Using his anger to trigger a burst of power, he managed to remove himself from inside her and flip her over onto her stomach.

  This didn’t upset her at all. She just peeked over her shoulder and demanded, “Yes! Take me as your dragon. NOW!”

  He yelled with complete frustration, “Damn
you mate. You’re killing me!”

  To keep her subdued, he had to shift even further toward his full dragon form, ripping his pants into shreds. He laid just enough of his body weight on top of her to hold her down without causing her pain, although pain was looking like a better option all of the time. Although she couldn’t move a muscle, she still giggled and attempted to wiggle.

  He now had the upper hand and was in control for the first time all evening. Keeping her pinned, he tried to ignore all the rather creative suggestions she was offering. At one point she faked sleeping and Nathaniel used the opportunity to try to stretch his aching body. She made her move, however, and luckily Nathaniel was faster. He quickly pinned her back down again.

  This went on for what seemed like days to Nathaniel. Finally, she stopped wiggling and went quiet. When he was sure that she really had fallen asleep, he shifted back to his human form.

  She may have slept that night but not Nathaniel. He considered this war still on until he was sure her madness had ended. He had to stay battle ready and continued to pin her down with his body the entire night, not getting even a minute of sleep.

  While he laid on top of her, he spent hours gently outlining the mark on her back. The mystery of what lay hidden under her pants was solved as every detail was now on full display for his eyes’ pleasure. The lower part of the mark consisted of several additional symbols. As with the rest of her mark, it was beautiful. As on the first day he examined the image on her back, he thought he saw movement. Although when he inspected it closer, it once again seemed motionless.

  As he continued to caress her back and her lower regions, he evaluated the events of the evening that would be forever etched in his mind. He made some observations:

  1. He had called her ‘mate’ several times during their encounter without even thinking about it. It seemed the right thing to say, as if it should be true. He would have to explore this more later.

  2. If they were searching for weapons to fight the evil that was approaching, they needed barrels of whatever was in the cup that Tianna drank as they entered the tent.

  3. He was going to be very careful from hereafter as to what suggestions he offered whenever he teased Tianna, assuming he ever teased her again.

  4. He would NEVER underestimate the power of a female, especially this female.

  When the light from the rising sun started to peek through the opening of the tent, Tianna began to stir. Nathaniel, still pinning her to the blankets, refused to relax until he knew she was back in her right mind.

  He whispered in her ear, “Tianna, are you back to being yourself?”

  Tianna’s had no idea what he was talking about, as her mind was swirling. She continued to lie silently until her head started to clear. She tried to remember the night’s events, but everything was just a blur. Other than the fuzz in her head, she felt great. Actually, she felt better than she could ever remember. She did notice that they both were naked and Nathaniel was partially on top of her.

  “Nathaniel.” She asked in an unsure voice, “Why are we naked, and why are you on top of me?”

  Nathaniel, hearing her normal voice, eased his hold just enough to let her move a little. He wanted to see if she would turn and attack. When she didn’t make any moves, he eased slowly off of her.

  She began to sit up, trying to cover herself as she moved. “What happened last night?” she asked while swaying.

  “You don’t remember?”

  “Well, my mind is a little fuzzy.”

  Her eyes focused, and she finally took a good look at Nathaniel. He looked like he had been in a fight. “What happened to you?” As she asked, she tried to reach over to touch one of the many wounds on his body. He had an especially bad wound on his neck.

  Nathaniel jumped like a poisonous snake was trying to strike. He glared at her with an expression she had never seen on his face before and never wanted to see again. He spoke with his teeth clenched. “You. Bit. Me.” After a longer pause, he added, “Many times.” He gave her another growl.

  Tianna was shocked. She ran through any of the night’s events that she could recall. As she concentrated hard, a few rather shocking images appeared. These images, if true, could explain some of his injuries. “Oh,” was the only word that would come out of her mouth.

  Nathaniel grabbed a small blanket, wrapped it around his waist, and started to pace. He threw his arms into the air and exclaimed, “Oh. Is that all you have to say after what you put me through?”

  Tianna gave him a rather sheepish look. “I’m sorry.” It came out sounding like a cross between a statement and a question. “Why didn’t you use your healing powers to fix all of your wounds?”

  “Because you sucked all of the energy out of me,” he said out loud but added ‘literally’ to the end of the statement in his mind.

  “Let me heal you then.” She held out her hand that was starting to glow with her blue flame.

  He jumped back and shouted. “NO!” He then spoke in a lower tone. “I think I’ve had enough of your power touching me for a while.” He paused and took a really good long look at Tianna. Not only did she look rested and held no battle scars, she actually had a glow to her skin. She looked great.

  “Unbelievable!” he growled as he shook his head in frustration.

  Just then, they could hear a female’s voice at the door asking to come in. Tianna, acting as if it was just any normal morning, said sweetly, “Come in.”

  The female that stepped in was the same one that guided them to their tent the previous night. She curtsied to both of them. Nathaniel just growled in response.

  She said, “I heard your voices and knew you had risen. Would like us to draw you a bath?” She spoke to Tianna but kept moving her eyes apprehensively back and forth toward Nathaniel.

  Tianna feeling so refreshed, responded with a chipper, “Oh yes, please. That would be very nice.”

  Nathaniel stood with his arms crossed tightly across his chest and giving out a constant low growl that was starting to make the ground vibrate.

  For the next few minutes, their guide directed people in and out of the tent until a full tub of hot water was ready and waiting. One final female entered the tent and laid down a set of fresh clothes for both Tianna and Nathaniel. She then walked over to Nathaniel and handed him a rough cloth.

  “And what am I supposed to do with this?” he asked.

  “To help clean your mate,” she said as if she couldn’t understand his confusion. Seeing his reaction and hearing a louder growl, she glanced over at Tianna who smiled. Then the female quickly left the tent without saying another word.

  Nathaniel stared at Tianna and slowly changed his expression, like he had just come up with an evil idea. “Yes mate. Come to the bath so that I may clean your skin.” He gave her a fake smile while swinging the cloth in one of his hands. When Tianna didn’t move, he urged her on. “Now don’t be shy, my sweet mate. After last night, there isn’t a single inch of that body of yours that I don’t know intimately.”

  Tianna swallowed hard, realizing he was probably right. She didn’t know what to do. In the end, she stood and walked to the edge of the tub. For some reason the thought of being naked in front of him didn’t bother her anymore. She dropped the blanket and stepped into the water.

  Nathaniel followed her every move with an intense glare.

  The tub wasn’t deep, but it was large. She sat down in the water and, to Tianna’s complete surprise, Nathaniel dropped his blanket and got into the tub with her. She had to curl up her legs to make room. She didn’t know what to think, do, or say. She stared at the expression in Nathaniel’s face for a few minutes. In a quavering, soft voice and with her head hung low, she said, “I’m really sorry. I don‘t know what came over me.” She continued to look down at her hands that were folded on her lap.

  When Nathaniel felt her genuine despair, it instantly knocked all of the frustration out of him. He knew she had no control on what happened, and he needed to make t
his right. He scooted around, scooping her up and setting her down onto his lap. He pulled her against his chest saying, “It’s okay, My Sweet.”

  She stared at him with glassy eyes and then threw her arms around his neck, hugging him as tight as she could. She apologized over and over, while Nathaniel tried to quiet her. Once she calmed, they actually did help each other bathe. The greasy paint was everywhere, and it really did take two to get it off their skin.

  As they were getting dressed, Nathaniel knew the question that Tianna had in her mind but was afraid to ask. He went ahead and answered it for her. “No, we didn’t. You’re still somewhat untouched.” In a grumble so low Tianna didn’t hear he added, “No thanks to your efforts.”

  Relief flooded her body and she said, “Thank you for taking care of me.” She wanted to remember the first time she would give herself over completely to a male, especially if it was Nathaniel. She would have to talk to him later about his use of the word ‘somewhat’.