Dragon's Claim: Dragons of Rur
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Preview: Dragon’s Captive
It isn’t just Theron before me anymore.
It’s that dark monster that lives inside him, too.
It’s night and the only light around us is from the city below. Theron looms over me like a shadow in the gloom but I still see his face. I still see the way his eyes gleam golden and fiery with a hunger that steals my breath, and I know that he’s going to consume me where we stand.
I won’t let him. I won’t give in to him even if my nipples are hard points seeking his attention and between my legs is slick, burning for his touch.
I’m still recovering from his first kiss when he accosts me with another one. He angles his head to the side, his tongue swiping at the seam of my lips before slipping into my mouth.
Lust wraps me up in its heat, smothering me the moment his tongue curls against mine. But the voice inside my head, the one that’s filled with good sense and foresight, screams at me to fight again.
Don’t give in.
Trying to free my hands from his hold, I twist away from his kiss. That leaves my neck exposed. Theron drags his lips across my jaw and latches onto the skin below my ear.
The damp heat of his mouth and tongue inspires a tightening sensation between my legs and pulls a whimper from lips. His free hand finds the tie on my slave’s robe and loosens it with a yank. The ends of my robe hang open, baring me in my underwear.
Heat floods my face in anger and in mortification. Only one other male has seen me like this, but it’s been so long ago that this moment feels like the first time all over again.
The look on Theron’s face as his gaze scorches my skin frightens me with its intensity. I’m the meat set before a wild, hungry animal who has been chained too long and is now released.
It’s futile to tug free from his hold. His hand might as well be a metal clamp around my wrists. I’ve gained strength working in the bakery hefting heavy sacks of baking product, but I’m like a tiny bird in Theron’s grasp.
“Are you a virgin, Seela?” he asks suddenly, his voice is deeper and rougher. When I don’t answer, he gives me a dark smile. “I suppose it doesn’t matter. As far as I’m concerned, I will be your first and your only.”
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Glossary
Asafura: fire’s half; the fated mate of a Rur being
Draki: dragon
Rur draki: Rur dragon
Kahafura: mother of fire and goddess of Rur; a deity
Konai: High Prince; the leader of a region in Rur
Konai sa: High Princess
Ta Konai: My Prince; a formal/respectful way to address a Konai
Nai: Prince
Nai sa: Princess
Kaha: mother
Toha: father
Niha: son
Nihasa: daughter
Rahsa: sister
Rah: brother
Okan: uncle
Safur: a ball of light and warmth formed from the energy source of a Rur being
Zevyet: slave
Zevyena: slave master(s) or master(s)
Time on Rur
Enu(r): year(s)
Deta(r): day(s)
Sen: hour(s)
28 sen in 1 deta
402 detar in 1 enu
There are no weeks or months on Rur.