Queen of Dragons: Steamy Fantasy Erotic Romance (Dragon nights Book 1) (9 page)

“More wine Sir Robert!” Shouted Harper, banging his
tankard down on the ornate banqueting table. As Sir Robert Herriot shuffled
over to refill the huge man’s glass his face looked so forlorn and worried that
Alexandra could not help but burst out laughing. It had been a long night, but
after the dead had been counted and the wounded treated the villagers had
broken down the door to the wine cellar and found the castles highborn owner
cowering in the corner, a bottle clutched in his hand.

Alexandra blearily looked around the room,
illuminated by the first rays of dawn. Some men were still drinking and singing
songs of victory. Others were passed out under the tables and on the long
benches. She saw her brother’s feet sticking out from under a torn down drape,
and felt her own head nodding from tiredness. It had been the longest two days
of her life, she had killed a man and seen men killed. She had marched across
the mountains and raised an army, not bad for an innkeeper’s daughter she
thought as she drifted into sleep.

Upstairs, in a turret high in the castle, Christian
gazed out of the window watching the sun creep over The Vale “well It’s finally
ours” he said “this dawn for the first time in 2000 years the Vale belongs to
the people.”

Viviana said nothing, but crept up behind him, and
being careful to avoid his damaged arm, pushed him down onto the bed. She stood
over him for a moment, admiring the definition in his muscles, the way they
stretched and rippled when he breathed, and bent to kiss his lips. She felt
Christian’s mouth respond and when she pulled her head back she saw that he was
smiling. They had made use of Sir Roberts’s most luxurious chambers to bathe
and Cristian smelled deliciously of the Applewood oil they had infused his wash
tub and softened his skin. A roaring fire burnt, suffusing the chamber with a
rich orange glow.

“Are you going to kill me next?” She asked him
playfully.

He looked at her seriously for a moment and then
shot his good arm out to catch her by the front of her gown. “Yes,” he
whispered. “But I’ve got something else to do to you first.”

Viviana laughed and tried to break free from his
grasp, but even with one limb he was easily able to keep her pinned to his
chest. He kissed her hard on the lips. She felt the heat between her thighs as
his lips pressed to hers. Outside she could hear the steady flap of leathery
wings as
Vultonis circled the high tower in
which they lay, they had really done it, she thought as she carefully pulled
open Christian’s borrowed silk tunic and began to kiss down his muscular torso.
She moved he lips over the short patch of hair at the bottom of his abdomen and
gripped his heavy shaft in her hand, marvelling at the way it thickened in her grip.

She bent her lips
and gently kissed the fat tip, before sliding her lips slowly over the shining
purple head, taking great pleasure in the way Christian arched his back and
groaned as she took him into her warm wet mouth. With one hand she stroked his girth
shaft, the other she cupped under his heavy orbs. Her tongue danced around his
crown and he rewarded her with a low moan. She could feel the power coursing
through his cock and felt that he was struggling to hold back. Finally he
reached down and grasped her by the shoulder, pulling her up so that she
straddled him.

She paused for a
moment, the head of his rod ready to enter her, while she relished the moment.
What would someone like Captain Bates make of this? A highborn lady about so impale
herself on some commoners rock hard cock. She bit her lip slowly lowered
herself, letting him fill her inch by delicious inch until their bodies were
touching. Gently at first she began to rock herself forwards, allowing her
nipples to graze against Christian’s chest as she rode him, delighting in the pleasures
that were awoken deep inside her.

Christian raised
his head from the bed and kissed her hard. His hand wrapped in her long hair.
Despite his injury he began to thrust into her harder and harder. He let his
hand slip down from her head, over her back, and gripped under her buttocks,
flexing his muscles to dive her up and down. Viviana felt herself filling with
pleasure, she pictured herself as a dragon, boiling over with a furious energy
that was just waiting to be released. And then, like Vultonis pouring his
flames over the castle, she was coming, flowing out over Christian. The
tightening of her sheaf was obviously to much for Christian, and with a roar he
began to pump his seed inside her, filling her deliciously with his hot essence.

He let his grip on her loosen and turned his head
back towards window. “What next?” he said, his voice ragged from the exertion.

Viviana, sunk to his chest, desperately wishing
there didn’t have to be a next step, that she could stay here safe and secure
in the bed with the man she realised she had always loved, and make the outside
world disappear. She stroked the dark hair away from his eyes and kissed him
again, this time she felt no response. Christian was asleep.

“Next” she said softly “next we take the Capital.”

Out beyond the marshes a
lonely figure paused, he was covered in mud and dried blood, yet still smelt
faintly of rosewater and warm leather. He gazed at the black silhouette of the
Castle against the brightening morning sky, before turning on his heel and beginning
the long walk to Arden’s Capital.  

The End

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As King John throws all
his troops into crushing the rebellion the borders of the realm are left open
to the dark threats that live beyond them. Lucinda, the beautiful merchant’s
daughter from the town of Glossop sees her father’s worst fears come true when
she is captured by the ferocious Children of the Wind and their maniacal chief.

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march to the capital, a march that will test the limits of all their friendship
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