Draeger Legacy 8

by Jaden Sinclair

She raised her chin up at him, which she more than likely shouldn’t do. Drake could possibly take it as a challenge. “You’re nothing more than an animal.” She struggled against him, tried to get her wrist free.

  “And you’re a damn bully.”

  “I can be, and so much more. You have no idea.”

  “Oh I have a pretty good idea about you.”

  He released her wrist, but his hand fisted into her hair, pulling it back, exposing her neck. Hot, full, scorching lips touched her exposed flesh sending sparks of pleasure down her spine. Up to her chin, over and 48

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  down to her right shoulder. A tug from his other hand on her sweater exposed her shoulder. Those hot lips of his closed over her shoulder. She felt the sharp graze of his teeth followed by a hard suck.

  “I can mark you right now,” he said low in her ear. “Mark you as my own and think nothing of it.” He nipped her shoulder and Natasha whimpered.

  “Don’t,” she breathed out. She closed her eyes, working at not panicking—it would do no good if she did.

  “Excuse me.”

  Drake turned, and Natasha was able to lower her head and look.

  Nelly stood there, a disapproving look on her face. “The crew is finally here to work on the dining room.”

  “I’ll be right there,” Drake said. He turned and kissed Natasha quick, and deep. It was so unexpected she didn’t have time to react, and when she did, it ended.

  He didn’t say another word to her. Pushed away and walked out of the room. Only when he was gone did she let out the air she was holding in a rush, touching her forehead. What was she going to do? What the hell was she going to do?

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  Drake oversaw the men working in the dining room. He was determined to get it finished so the furniture could be placed, then he could enjoy hosting nice dinners in his home. It took all day for them to get the floor down, and the walls finished. By the time they left, it was too late to have the furniture delivered, but at least the room was done. Heading up for a fast shower before dinner, he thought about what he told Natasha. He also wondered why he was holding back from the mark. If he marked her now it sure would take out some of the fight she had over this whole claim. Right?

  He walked into the bedroom and right off, she stiffened. She was sitting on the bed reading a book, but when he walked in her whole body changed. She sat up eyes got huge, breathing increased. There was also a very faint scent of desire in the air and it sure as shit didn’t belong to him.

  Drake kept his mouth shut and went right into the bathroom. Nice how shower to clean the dirt off, and maybe a cold one to cool the ragging hard-on and desire he still seemed to carry around at the moment. Damn if that fucker didn’t go down for shit. Masturbating was out of the question. Didn’t help.

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  hips, and took another for his chest and hair. Opening the door, he half expected her to be gone. It shocked him a little to see her sitting on the side of the bed now, book closed, eyes watched every move he made.

  “I expected you to dash out the door,” he told her, going into the closet, leaving the door open.

  “And give you the excuse to maul me again,” she snorted. “No thank you.”

  “Come on, Natasha.” He came back out in fresh jeans, not zipped or buttoned and a shirt in hand. From the way her blue eyes widened he knew she could see a part of his cock as it pressed against the front of his jeans to be free. “You make it sound like you didn’t enjoy it.”

  “Maybe I don’t like you touching me.”

  Oh, that was a challenge if he ever heard one. Drake growled low at the back of his throat, tossed the shirt in his hand to the floor, and went right up to her.

  Natasha jumped and made a dash for the door, but he caught her before she even took three steps. She screamed, twisted, and turned when he wrapped his arm around her waist, picking her up.

  The ties he used last night were now folded on the nightstand. He picked one up, sat down on the edge of the bed with her on his lap. He tried to pull her arms back but she kept fighting him so Drake shoved her down on the bed face first. He pulled both arms back, tying them with his tie.

  “You bastard!” she yelled. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?”

  “I’m going to show you how much your body likes for me to touch you,” he told her, jerked her back up, then settled her on his lap, facing away from him.

  He held her easy. A wrap around with his legs and hers were pinned beneath and Drake was able to part them. To hold her in place he slid one arm between hers at her back. This action had her breasts pushed upward.

  Drake rested his chin on her left shoulder reached around and pulled the sweater up. Natasha squirmed as much as she could. Swiftly he jerked the sweater over her head, down her bound arms, using it to keep her arms in place.

  She had on a new bra—white lace. The cups pushed the mounds up, tempting and teasing him to touch the swelling and he did. Drake ran the tips of his fingers over the tops of her breasts and around, only touching what the bra didn’t cover. Natasha’s breathing quickened. The rise and 50

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  fall of her chest told him all he needed to know as to how much his touch affected her.

  “Your skin is like touching fine silk,” he said close to her ear, rubbing his face into her arm, kissing her ear. “I could drown in you.”

  “Drake, stop this,” she panted.

  “Not yet.” He flatted both hands right under her breasts and slid downward. “How much you want to bet by the time I touch your pussy you’ll be wet.”

  She shook her head no, “You don’t excite me.”

  “Wanna bet?” He pulled at the snap of her jeans, tugged until the zipper slipped down. Natasha’s breathing got faster and the scent of her desire grew stronger. “I don’t have to strip you naked or have my mouth on you to give you an orgasm. Did you know that?” Inside one hand went. Inside her jeans, cupping her lace covered pussy. A gasp slipped free from her lips and she went forward a bit.

  “I can feel your heat,” he whispered right before licking at her earlobe.

  Again, she shook her head, so Drake took the full step. He pulled his hand back and reentered her pants, only this time he went right inside her panties. He touched her clit and she jumped. Slowly he teased the nub, moving his finger around it, never really touching it.

  Her juices coated his finger, the desire he smelled got stronger.

  Teasing her further, he moved two of his fingers down farther into her panties and rubbed up and down along the slick slit. She got wetter, hotter, and his cock pressed hard into the curve of her ass. He wanted inside her so badly it hurt him physically.

  The scent of her became too toxic, too much for him to just sit and play. With a deep growl, he stood up, dropped her on the bed, and yanked her jeans and panties right from her body. Her eyes widened in shock, but that couldn’t seem to sway him at all.

  Dropping to his knees, he took hold of her legs, jerked her to the edge of the bed and had his face buried in her pussy. He parted the folds, licked her from ass to clit, and growled low at the sweet taste of her.

  “Drake, you promised!” she cried out.

  His answer to that was to plunge his tongue as deep as he could inside her. She cried out, her legs closing around his head, hips twisting and turning. He held her down easily, was able to hold her and keep her open at the same time.

  He fucked her with his tongue, sucked at the juices and tried not to come all over himself. The control was soon slipping. He knew that now.

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  There was no way in hell he was going to be able to hold out until her cycle, when she would be forced to come to him. Drake knew without a doubt that their time was coming soon. If he couldn’t just simply touch her wi
thout having to bury his face in her flesh, then he knew he was going to be inside her before that four days bullshit.

  “Oh god, stop, oh shit!” He felt the climax around his tongue.

  Keeping the motion going, he touched her clit and moved his finger as fast as he could over the nub. She screamed and closed her legs tightly around his head.

  When he pulled his tongue out he gave her one more long swipe from ass to clit before moving upward on her body, kissing, and licking as he went. She breathed hard and fast. When he reached her breasts, he pushed the bra up, releasing the mounds.

  Even with his jeans on, between her legs on the bed, he could feel the scorching heat of her pussy. It took a hell of a lot of will power to keep those jeans on, not free his cock, and just sink into her.

  Drake closed his lips around one nipple and cupped her other breast in his hand. He sucked on her breast, nipped and pulled on the nipple until she squirmed under him again.

  “Drake, stop please,” she begged breathlessly.

  He popped her breast from his mouth and looked up at her. “I want you Natasha,” he spoke low. “I want to be so deep inside you that I’m hurting with the need.”

  A single tear slipped free from her eye. He watched that tear fall all the way down her cheek onto the bed. That tear was the cold water he needed. All the desire, the need left his body, his cock went down, and the guilt over what he done finally hit him.

  He reached behind her, released her wrists, and rolled from on top of her body.

  “I’m sorry,” he sighed. “I’m so sorry.”

  Drake stood up picked his shirt from the floor and walked out of the bedroom with the guilt eating at him.

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  Chapter Five

  Natasha sat at the table, half listening to the conversation between Drake and James Laswell. Once she heard that her father might use her for a political mating she sort of shut down.

  Sure, deep down she knew he was up to something, but to use her to stay on the cabinet and run things the way he wanted was wrong. Then her memory chose that moment to remind her also about what Drake did to her yet again. He said he would only do that thing again if she ran or hit him. Well she didn’t do either, so why did he break his promise?

  Nelly fixed a large super. Roasted lamb, new potatoes, baby peas, homemade bread, and a pie. It was great, but Natasha couldn’t seem to eat much, not with the anger boiling inside. She wanted to scream, yell, and hit something or someone. Hell, she just wanted to vent over being used. Always used, that was her life.

  “I think it’s time for me to call it a night,” James stated. Natasha glanced at him quickly, then back down to her plate. “Thanks for the dinner. Tell Nelly it was great.”

  “Will do.” Drake nodded. “And let me know what else you find out.”

  “No problem. Take care, Natasha.”

  Natasha kept her head down. James left by the back door. She waited until she heard a car start before facing Drake.

  “Okay, let me have it,” he sighed, slumping back in the chair.

  Thunder boomed right then followed by a clash of bright lightening.

  Natasha looked up at Drake slowly. When she looked at his face, her body reminded her of what he’d done once again—broke a promise.

  “You promised me that you wouldn’t do that again unless I did something to you,” she said.

  Drake looked at her. His dark eyes piecing it seemed right into her soul. “You did do something. You challenged me. And as much as you might try to sit there acting like I offended you, keep in mind that you did enjoy it.”

  The dam blew!

  Natasha lost it. Her temper got the better of her. She stood up and shoved the table right at Drake before running out the back door.

  Thunder hit again followed by the lightening. She didn’t care if a storm was coming. Didn’t care about what would happen once he caught her.

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  All she did care about was getting away from everything.

  Her father was going to use her. He wasn’t willing to change the way things went at the Gathering. He didn’t want her to have any say in anything in her life. He wanted to use her for his own gain. Just like Drake seemed to want to do.

  “Natasha!” he bellowed her name.

  Her name seemed to carry on the wind that was quickly picking up.

  Natasha ran for the woods, making it before she could hear him call for her again, this time much closer. She stopped and turned, waiting for Drake.

  “Why you running?” he asked.

  “You want to use me just like he does,” she huffed. “So why don’t you just do it and get it over with.”

  “I never said I wanted to use you.”

  Natasha went up to him and slapped him. Drake just stood there, his head turned from the blow. And she wasn’t finished. She started to pound on his chest, tears falling from her face, the frustration over the whole kidnapping and her life with her father came pouring out. She couldn’t stop herself from hitting him and crying at the same time.

  Drake let her, He stood there letting her hit and beat on him as she cried. She broke. The years of holding herself together, being the perfect daughter for him collapsed, just as she did now, on the ground at Drake’s feet.

  She hung her head, cried into her hands and the rain came down.

  The cold water from the sky pounded on top of her head, mixed with the tears that fell from her eyes. Drake lowered himself to his knees in front of her. He pulled her into his arms. She fisted her hands into his shirt, buried her face against his chest, and cried.

  “I could never use you,” he sighed. “All I want to do is love you Natasha. That first second I discovered you all I wanted to do was wrap my arms around you and protect you.” She raised her face up to him. “To take away all the pain I felt inside you.”

  His hand moved to her face, holding her look. Slowly he lowered his own to her, lips touching lips so lightly, so gently she almost thought she didn’t feel them.

  The gentleness of his touch surprised her. Since she’d been around Drake, he’d only been hard, taking and demanding from her. Now it seemed that something changed with him. A gentle side showed and she didn’t know how to handle it.

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  his tongue until she opened to him. Still he didn’t really demand from her. His tongue slipped inside her mouth, touched hers as his head slanted, deepening. Natasha got lost in the kiss. She didn’t even realize that she was being laid down on the ground until she felt it touch her back.

  The rain beat down on them, but with Drake hovering over her she didn’t feel it. All she felt was his lips upon hers, a kiss so deep, so intense that she felt it deep within her soul. For the first time since she saw him, talked with him, Natasha didn’t mind his hand upon her body.

  He backed away from her for only a second. Only long enough that she saw him raise up and pull his wet shirt form his body, tossing it to the side. Hands returned to her face, his lips took hers again, and tongue mating with her own, he stole her breath away. Natasha gripped him on his sides, held on as he devoured her with his mouth.

  The thunder boomed, lightening followed, but she felt and heard only Drake. He kissed her with such skill that nothing else mattered around them. This kiss was so much different from the others. She could feel something in him change, but couldn’t put her finger on it.

  His hands moved from her face, down her throat cupping her breasts through the wet shirt. She gasped into the kiss, arched into his hands, and didn’t fight the pleasure, the sensations that raced through her veins. She welcomed them this time.

  Lower his hands went to the bottom of her shirt. He pushed it up and Natasha raised her arms up for him. Still he kept kissing her, only to stop when he pushed her shirt over her head, tossing it
away.

  Hands went back up to her face, lips moving from her own lips down her chin and throat. He pushed gently at her head, pushing he back enough to give him full and better access to her throat. Natasha gave it.

  He kissed, licked his way down her throat to her chest where he touched the top swells of her breasts. The straps at her shoulders slid down, the clasp at the back was released, and the last bit of protection she had was gone.

  Drake didn’t waste a second at closing his mouth over one nipple, sucking it deep into his mouth, teasing it with this tongue and teeth. All the while, he closed his hand over the other, squeezing, kneading the flesh. Rain still beat over her heated body, hit her face, but Natasha didn’t care. It took everything she had now to stay focused on what he was doing to her. How he was making her feel.

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  this detailed exploration of her body. The attention to her breasts made her clit throb. She could feel herself getting so wet she was sure her panties were soaked.

  Once he was finished giving her breasts the same amount of attention, making the nipples so painfully hard and sensitive, Drake went lower. He kissed her belly, flicked his tongue around and in her belly button. A shiver raced down her spine at the feel of him working at her jeans.

  Natasha closed her eyes when the snap came free, the zipper lowered and he tugged and pulled them down her legs. She couldn’t look at him while he took her jeans, shoes, panties off. She couldn’t face him naked.

  However, she did open her eyes when he picked up one leg, draping it over his shoulder. Hot breath touched her wet pussy. Natasha looked down, meeting his dark, intense eyes right before he opened his mouth and licked between the swollen folds of her pussy.