Page 12 of The Eternal Choice
Shrugging she states, “Probably the same way you found me; I put my nose in the air and sniffed it out. The information I’ve read over the years about dragons mostly came from the outside of your world, while the books you have stored here are more inside and personal details.”
Dragon secrets and history are not to be shared with outsiders. The woman before me is not an outsider. She’s not only a mafia princess whose blood reeks of loyalty, but she’s the true mate of a clan leader.
It’s why I find myself saying, “I have more books in the vault in my office. My sister is a big reader as well, she’s devoured more books than food ever since she could read.”
“She mentioned something about that,” Lilliana murmurs and frowns. “I was craving sweet shit earlier and she mentioned something about it being too soon in the pregnancy. She said she read something a few decades ago and wanted to check the library. It was why I went here and read all the books but couldn’t find anything related to my situation. Maybe it’s in one of the books in the vault you just mentioned, or didn’t she read those?”
Our child is already making demands and growing, he will be a strong leader.The voice of my inner dragon makes me pause and ask inside my head,“How do you know our child will be a boy?”
My dragon stays silent, unlike Lilliana who smacks my upper arm. “It’s rude to have a discussion inside your head while you were talking to me. And don’t give me bullshit that you weren’t because your pupils keep flashing to slits and back,kinda states the obvious. You know something about what I just said, don’t you?”
Lilliana might have called her father to spill information linking back to our clan, but she did it out of safety. Not to mention, she could have left, and I wouldn’t even have blamed her after the way I treated her. How did she react? She damn well dove straight in to find information about dragons, and I get the feeling she’s more devoted than some of our clan members.
I know I fucked up from the start and it’s why I go for honesty. “My dragon mentioned our son was already making demands and is growing. He said he will be a strong leader.”
Her eyes go wide. “He? How the hell does your dragon know it’s going to be a boy when you guys knocked me up merely two weeks ago? What, did he mentally pick the Y-chromosome sperm cell and order it to merge? Seriously, that shit is not creepy at all.”
The corner of my mouth twitches again. “Not exactly. It’s more in the lines of dragons having premonitions, knowing about legends and other unexplained events.”
“Huh, imagine that,” she murmurs. “My brother has the ability to see future events as well. He draws them and even sketched his true mate multiple times before he even met her.”
Intrigued by the shared information, I ask, “Is this something he inherited from your mother? Part of being offspring from the one with the angelic touch?”
“Uh huh.” She rubs her hands. “Are we heading for Nario before he finishes torturing?”
It feels as if she’s a little too eager to change the subject and it’s why I ask my question anyway. “Do you have any special abilities beside your vampire ones?”
She shrugs. “I can’t draw for shit if that’s what you’re asking.”
Evasive answer, interesting.
Even if it bothers me, I don’t let it show. I might have given her honesty, but we’re still basically strangers. True mates with a bond in place or not, we don’t know shit about one another on a personal level.
“Good to know your torture skills are better than your sketching ones,” I joke.
The grin she gives me in return shoots straight to my cock. Our eyes stay locked as I step closer. Her breath hitches when I reach out and cup the back of her neck to pull her flush against me. Taking her mouth is a craving that’s as natural as taking a breath to fill your lungs with much needed air.
Her tongue fights with mine and everything in life is put on hold. My other hand slides to her ass to keep her close while I grind my cock against her belly.
I remove my lips from hers only long enough to grunt, “Pants. Off.”
“Right back at ya, dude,” she murmurs as she quickly shoves her pants down to her ankles.
Grabbing her hips, I whirl her around and place a hand between her shoulder blades to bend her over the chair. The sight of her slick, bare pussy almost pushes my dragon over the edge.Fuck her. Take her. We must coat her with our scent, even if she’s already pregnant. Remind her how she’s ours.
He’s chanting inside my head and the only way to shut him up is to bury myself inside her to the hilt. We want the same thing and by the feel of how she clenches around me? I’d say she’s craving it too.
I slowly pull out and keep a firm grip on her hips to fuck her hard. Flesh slapping against flesh, harsh grunts, her moans, it’s all adding to the need to brand her from the inside out. Damn what an intense feeling.
Leaning forward, I let my tongue slide along her neckline and relish in the way her pulse spikes with each thrust. Pulling my head back, I bring one hand forward and feel my dragon pushing right under my skin. Scales burst out and cover my hand, shifting partly to let a talon break free. I gently nick her skin and watch how a drop of crimson slides down her shoulder.
My cock thickens, her pussy spasms. There is no holding back as I lean forward and let her taste hit my tongue. Vampires might take blood, and I never felt the need to, but there’s something about feeding on my mate that intimately binds us. It’s for this reason I let my hand shift back and offer my wrist to my woman.
Her teeth sink inside me the way I ram my cock into her over and over until we both combust in pleasure. My hard length is being strangled in waves, ripping every drop of cum out of me. If there was a level to implicate our intensity? I’d rate it sky-fucking-high, and yet I want more.
“Again,” I growl in sync with my dragon and pull out.
I’m about to turn her when she grabs me and in one move I don’t anticipate, my ass is suddenly in the chair with her straddling my lap. Her hand is wrapped around my hard cock as she guides me back inside her.
