Dragons Need Love, Too (I Like Big Dragons Series Book 2)

by Lani Lynn Vale

  He hissed through his teeth.

  “I can’t. I can’t do that to you. What if…” He stopped when I pressed my hand over his mouth.

  “My uncle’s proof that we don’t have forever. I can’t live like that anymore. I want you. I want this. We’ll deal with everything else…later,” I insisted.

  I could feel the stillness in his body. Practically see his mind working as he tried to work out what to do.

  And, in the end, he chose me.

  “We’re so fucked,” he said, then pulled my panties off of me with one vicious yank.

  I jolted with the force of it, my legs falling wide as he sank his hips between mine and rubbed himself along my exposed sex.

  The hard ridge of his cock was somewhat frightening, but he quickly made me forget about it when he shoved my shirt up over my head and latched his mouth onto my breast.

  I arched, trying to get him to take more of my breast into his mouth, but he pushed me down by placing one giant hand on my stomach.

  I moaned.

  Seemed like I was doing a lot of that, but I couldn’t help it. He was making me feel things I wasn’t used to feeling, which meant my brain wasn’t processing like it was usually capable of.

  “Nikolai,” I pleaded. “Please.”

  I yanked on his hair to get him to move…to do anything but torture me, but he either didn’t care that he was torturing me…or he didn’t realize it.

  Either way, I was on the verge of getting vicious.

  Luckily, he stopped the delicious torture and moved down my body, only making me realize that he was swapping one torture for another.

  I bit my lip so hard that I drew blood the moment his lips latched onto my clit.

  I’d never had that done before.

  Hell, I hadn’t had half the things he’d done to me tonight done before in four sexual encounters.

  I was practically a virgin to all things sexual, except for the actual act itself.

  And the feel of Nikolai’s tongue darting in and out of my entrance had me gasping for breath.

  “Oh, fuck,” I breathed, closing my eyes as he started to play a finger lightly up and down the crease of my ass, not quite peeking into that deep forbidden place, but teasing me with the possibility.

  “Has anyone ever had you here, before?” he rumbled against my clit.

  I shook my head on the pillow.

  “No,” I moaned.

  “Good. I’ll be the first,” he growled. “And the last.”

  I agreed wholeheartedly.

  How anyone would ever leave this man’s bed was beyond me.

  I wasn’t naïve. I knew he wasn’t a virgin…but he would’ve had to practically kick me out of his bed to get me to leave if he gave half his other conquests this type of treatment.

  A sharp slap on the side of my ass had me gasping, and my eyes opening wide.

  Then my heart rate picked up as I looked around at my new world.

  I wasn’t seeing in color, per se. I was seeing in shades of colors.

  The room around me was a deep solid purplish black while where Nikolai was between my thighs and colored in shades of orange, yellows, and reds.

  “Don’t think about me with other women,” he said, stretching his tongue out to flick just the very tip of my clit.

  I swallowed and nodded.

  “What am I seeing?” I asked, concern evident in my voice.

  “I don’t know,” he growled. “What are you seeing?”

  He ran his tongue up the inside of my thigh until he reached my hip bone, then nipped me sharply before moving back up again.

  “Colors. Different shades of colors,” I explained breathily.

  He was now at my tits, which he glided over with smooth, single-minded focus.

  “Infrared. I can make myself see heat signatures…and obviously you’ve picked up on that power, too,” he explained.

  I closed my eyes, suddenly not caring about anything but the way it felt to have his cock lined up at my entrance.

  “You’re sure?” he asked.

  I nodded, biting my lip as I did.

  “Yes,” I hissed.

  He didn’t waste any time thrusting inside.

  He filled me only half way before he had to back out.

  Then wasted no time thrusting back inside again.

  My man was anything but a procrastinator.

  “Fuck,” he breathed. “Fuck yes. You feel so tight around my cock.”

  I bit my lip, trying to keep the wail that wanted loose out of my throat.

  He leaned down and pressed his lips against mine, giving me my first taste of me.

  It was salty and a little bit sweet, making me deepen the kiss.

  He hitched one of his arms underneath one of my legs and held it in place while he started to really thrust hard inside of me.

  In and out.

  In and out.

  Solid strength and sinewy muscle meeting the softness of my ass and thighs.

  I gloried in the way my pussy stretched for him, stretching around him like I was made to fit him and only him.

  I would’ve never thought it possible to take such a large cock into such a tiny entrance, but Nikolai proved me wrong as he finally bottomed out completely inside of me.

  His wiry pubic hairs rasped deliciously against my engorged clit, making the moan finally slip free of my lips.

  “Yesssss,” I yelled. “Harder.”

  He gave it to me harder, filling me up and emptying me almost as fast as I could think it.

  In and out.

  Hard and tight.

  My pussy clamped down on his invading cock, and suddenly I was no longer in this world anymore. I was skyrocketed to some alternate universe where only orgasms of this caliber existed.

  “Yes. Oh, God, yes!” I shrieked.

  Nikolai grunted, his cock twitching as his own release followed mine.

  He cursed as he tried in vain to pull out, but my pussy was having none of that.

  It seemed to cling to his dick, refusing to let it go for anything.

  He filled me up, hot spurts of cum filling me so completely that I wasn’t sure I could ever get completely free of him.

  He growled, then collapsed on my chest, giving me his weight as his strength left him.

  I held him, wrapping my arms around his neck as I breathed in his scent.

  My heart rate calmed, and I finally allowed myself time to think.

  “We’re bad,” I said after a while.

  He chuckled and took me with him as he rolled, allowing me to come to a rest directly on top of him.

  “Yeah, we’re bad,” he agreed.

  Chapter 9

  Cut myself shaving, and all I have are Hello Kitty Band-Aids. My balls look silly.

  -E-card

  Nikolai

  My brother gave me a smirk as I walked into the kitchen the next morning.

  “You missed our sparring session,” he murmured around a sip of coffee.

  I grunted.

  “Sure did,” I agreed, walking around the kitchen island to the coffee pot, and the coffee cups above it.

  I pulled out one that said, ‘I’m a bear without coffee’ and filled it up to the brim with hot, refreshing, life altering coffee.

  “You look almost…happy,” he surveyed.

  I shrugged, even though I was that. Happy.

  I was so happy I could barely breathe without letting out an excited chuckle.

  I was acting like a fifteen-year-old girl, but I’d been waiting for last night for long, long months.

  “So you wanna make that up now, or later?” he asked me.

  I looked at my watch.

  “Now. I have some work I need to do later this afternoon,” I explained, leaning my hips against the counter in much the same position as Keifer had taken up.

  He nodded, sipping his own coffee.

  “So, why are you h
ere so fast?” I asked. “Wasn’t the purpose of this to have some time away from here because it wasn’t safe?”

  He sighed and placed his coffee cup on the ground.

  “I tried, I really did. But I couldn’t stay away. My mind was screaming at me that it wasn’t safe for you or me, for us, not to be together. So I got the shit I needed figured out with the archives, then got back,” he explained.

  “What about Mom and Skylar. Farrow?” I asked.

  I guess I should’ve thought more about this last night, but I’d been preoccupied.

  Now, though, it wasn’t lost on me that they weren’t here.

  “I left them in Alaska at the new reserve,” Keifer answered.

  My brows rose in response.

  “With who?” I asked.

  He grinned.

  “The boys.”

  I laughed.

  Derek, Ford, Alaric, Jean Luc, Ian and Dorian were the ‘boys’ he was speaking of.

  They were a rough bunch of dragon riders that had formed a tight knit group with Keifer and I.

  We were now what you would call a ‘motorcycle club’ in the real world. But in our dragon rider world, they were my brothers.

  The men that I would trust with my back…and my mate.

  Speaking of my mate, I sensed her before she actually showed in the open doorway.

  I turned to stare at the entranceway and smiled when I first caught sight of her.

  “What’s with that look on your face…?” Keifer asked. “Oh.”

  I watched as Brooklyn, in only one of my t-shirts, walked around the counter and walked straight into my arms, hitting me and making me nearly spill my coffee.

  She buried her face into my arm and sighed.

  “Good morning,” I rumbled.

  “Mornin’,” she murmured.

  “You want some coffee?” I asked.

  She shook her head instead of answering.

  A sound from the doorway had me turning to see Blythe, in much the same state as Brooklyn was in, walking in like she had lead weights tied around her feet.

  She walked straight to Keifer and buried her face into his chest.

  I shared a look with my brother, one of commiseration and happiness, all jumbled into one.

  “So what are you ladies up to today?” I asked.

  “I’m taking Brooklyn down to the hospital and introducing her to the staff,” Blythe answered.

  “Honey, we don’t have any staff at the hospital yet. Who’re you going to introduce her to?” Keifer asked, sounding confused.

  Blythe blushed, burying her face into his chest again without answering.

  “You’re going to see Angus,” Keifer guessed.

  Ahh, that made sense.

  Angus used to be my father’s bonded dragon and had lost a wing trying to protect my father from dying.

  He hadn’t been able to do it, and Angus had been a bitter dragon ever since.

  Or, at least, he had been until Blythe had come into the picture.

  Blythe was carrying a king inside her womb, and the moment she got close enough to Angus, the baby and Angus had bonded.

  It’d been a surprise to us all.

  That never happened, not even with Keifer.

  Angus was a cantankerous old bastard, and the only person that’d been able to get through his thick shell was Blythe.

  But I wasn’t so sure that she needed to introduce Brooklyn to Angus just yet.

  “Blythe,” I started.

  Brooklyn pinched my side.

  “Ouch!” I shied away from her touch. “What was that for?” I asked as I rubbed my side to relieve the burn.

  “You can’t tell me what I can and can’t do,” she said. “And I want to go meet him. She said he was lonely.”

  I tightened my mouth.

  “He’s not lonely. He’s a jacka…” Brooklyn covered my mouth.

  “Shhh,” she hissed. “Blythe said he could hear really well, and I don’t want him to hear you and eat your face.”

  I snorted, sticking my tongue out to lick her hand.

  She squealed.

  “Ewww,” she said, rubbing her hand down the shirt that was covering her thighs.

  I grinned.

  “I’ve got to do a little work this morning, and it’ll probably take me into the afternoon if I’m lucky. If I’m not, it’ll be this evening. If not into the night. It’s a new account, though, and I need to do the first part myself before I pass it off to my team,” I said.

  Her brows furrowed.

  “You have a team?” she asked in confusion.

  I grinned.

  “Yeah, I do.”

  Keifer snorted.

  “I think what she’s getting at, bro, is she doesn’t know what exactly you do,” Keifer supplied helpfully.

  I frowned.

  “I know you own a computer business that does stuff with computers,” she admitted.

  I nodded.

  “I own a computer business,” I told her.

  Keifer and Blythe both snorted this time.

  I sighed.

  “He owns Dragon Techware,” Keifer supplied.

  Brooklyn gasped and turned around, her mouth opened wide.

  “But that’s the biggest software company in the world!” she cried.

  I grimaced.

  “And the government is trying to sue you!” she continued.

  “The government is trying to sue you?” Blythe and Keifer asked in unison.

  I brought my fists up to my eyes and rubbed as if that’d help with the tiredness.

  It didn’t.

  “I’m not being sued by the government. They’re pissed because I refused to do business with them,” I explained.

  “You refused the government? You can’t do that!” Keifer said. “You’ll bring attention to us.”

  I turned a glare onto my brother.

  “When have I ever…and I do mean ever…brought anything to our doorstep?” I asked.

  “When we were working with Dad when we were teenagers, you hacked into the school’s computers and changed everyone’s grades that you hated to fifties and below; the school came to the shop to question you,” Keifer said.

  I shook my head. “They came to question me because I was on the computer team and thought I might be able to help them solve it. They weren’t here because of me, per se.”

  Brooklyn and Blythe giggled, causing me to give each of them a wink in turn.

  “You were just mad because I changed your grades, too,” I said.

  Keifer glared.

  “Fine,” I sighed and took a sip of my now lukewarm coffee. “They wanted me to limit who I sold my software to. They were upset that everyone had access to the kind of programs that they had to pay a small fortune for, and they were politely requesting that I stop selling. And when I refused to do that, they offered to buy me out, which I declined. Now they’re trying to sue me over some bullshit excuse that won’t hold up in court. My lawyers don’t even think I’ll need to show up in court for it.”

  Keifer pinched the bridge of his nose.

  “Since when did all of this shit start?” he asked with a barely contained amount of control.

  “A couple of months,” I said.

  I wasn’t going to lie to Keifer.

  It wasn’t my fault that he was exceptionally unobservant.

  It was just my luck that my brother fell in love and stopped shoving his nose into my business every chance he got.

  “Let’s go spar,” Keifer said. “I find that I need to let off a little aggression.”

  Blythe and Brooklyn took that as their cue to go get ready, and Keifer and I headed to the training room that was nearer to his side of the estate, rather than mine.

  “So you didn’t tell her that you develop weapons, I noticed,” Keifer said.

  I grimaced.

  “She had a lot to take in with the whole mating t
hing. I find that most people are intimidated by all of my businesses, so I try to not throw it all out there at once if I can help it,” I explained.

  Keifer nodded as he held the door to the gym open for me.

  The gym had the familiar blue mats ranging from one side of the place to the other except for on one side where all of the weight equipment was located.

  “Sooo…” Keifer said. “Now that we’re alone. Why don’t you tell me what’s bothering you?”

  I walked over to the bench that sat along one wall and dropped down onto it, picking up the tape and lining my hands and knuckles with it.

  Couldn’t break any knuckles, or skin anything today.

  I had too much shit to do to deal with any of that.

  Not that it would last for long…but, just in case, I took precautions.

  Keifer didn’t bother.

  I looked over at the door to the gym one more time before I turned back to Keifer.

  “They found us too easily. The moment I got out of our territory, it was another fifteen miles into the heart of Dallas before they caught up with us. And it wasn’t because they were waiting. They were actively searching for us,” I said. “One, how did they find us so fast? Two, how did they know when to look? Three, if they were somehow tracking us, or waiting for us, how did they conceal themselves?”

  Keifer gestured for me to stand, and we started to spar, not actually going all out yet, but just warming up.

  This was something I’d missed since he’d been gone.

  I used him to keep my skills up, seeing as he was just as deadly as I was.

  We both had a different set of skills, and each of us mastered different fighting styles.

  Then each of us would fight the other, and we’d learn new skills to adapt to either type.

  I’d become lax since he’d left, and I could see it mostly in the way my breathing was faster, and my heart rate was skyrocketing.

  “Getting slow,” Keifer taunted.

  “I’ll show you slow, old man,” I said, ducking and feinting to the left.

  He reacted, dropping his shoulder, and I took advantage by throwing a punch to his face.

  “Fuck!” Keifer growled as blood poured from his nose.

  He didn’t react other than that. He was easily keeping up with me even though he bled like a stuck pig.

  We were going at each other hard, and I was going blow for blow with him when I suddenly dropped to the ground as agony burned up my leg.