The Dragon’s Virgin Slave 2: Captive (Monster Breeding Dragon Shifter Erotic Romance) (3 page)

“Do you know anyone who can?” Kara
asked.

Aralan’s cat ears twitched forward.
“Telnar could. He feeds the monsters in the dungeon, because his own magic is
strong enough to protect him from them. But he is the only one.”

Suli shook her head, her feathery
antennae brushing Kara’s tangled hair. “Telnar will not help. His bitterness
has warped him. He despises the other slaves, and himself most of all.”

That sounded discouraging. But even
a small chance was better than no chance at all. “I’d like to talk to him
anyway. Could you help me meet him?”

“We could ask him to come see you,”
said Suli doubtfully. “But he will probably refuse.”

Kara ground her teeth with
frustration. “Please try. Tell him that if he sets my mate free, Rhodar could
free him as well.”

“You really think your mate could
help us escape?” Aralan asked.

“He freed me,” said Kara. “He
melted iron manacles off my ankles without burning me. And he can transform
into a dragon! But before any of that happened, I hit the slave trader over the
head and ran. I think my mate can free you... if you’re willing to help free
yourself.”

The slave girls glanced at each
other. Then, moving as one, they stood.

“We will do our best,” said Suli.
She bestowed a delicate kiss on Kara’s lips.

Then the slave girls hurried from
the bathing room.

As the door closed behind them with
a flash of magical light, Kara realized that she had forgotten to ask what
manner of being Telnar was. Then she shrugged to herself. Telnar might be able
to set Rhodar free, and that was all that mattered.

She slipped into the sunken tub.
The hot water, delicately scented with jasmine, was delicious against her skin,
washing away the sweat and the smell of sex. She would have liked to luxuriate
in it, but she didn’t know how long it would be before Telnar came. If he came.

Reluctantly, she climbed out and
dried herself on thick towels which reminded her of Aralan’s fur. Padding naked
to the bedroom, she opened a closet door. It was filled with gauzy,
near-transparent dresses.

Hearing footsteps, she snatched the
nearest one and yanked it over her head. The frock of white gauze clung to the
pink nubs of her nipples, and barely hung low enough to cover her cunt and ass.

But she had no time to change. The
door opened, and a male figure walked in.

For an instant he was a silhouette
against the bright flash of magical light— the black figure of a tall winged
man with taloned hands and a long dragon’s tail.

Kara leaped forward with a cry of
joy. “Rhodar!”

Then the magical glow faded, and
she saw the man for who he truly was. He was a dragon-shifter, but not her
love.

This man’s skin was green with blue
undertones, like the sky before a tornado. His narrowed eyes were gray, his
thick hair was black with blue glints, and his handsome face was creased with
lines of disappointment and pain.

He stalked toward her, his taloned
hands clenching and unclenching.

Kara drew back in fear. “T—
Telnar?”

The dragon-shifter stopped a few
feet away. “I should not have come.” His voice was thick with bitterness.

“No, please stay!” Kara stepped
forward.

Her skirt floated up with her
movement, revealing her bare sex. She saw Telnar’s gaze drift downward, and she
recognized the lust that burned in his eyes. Then he jerked his eyes back up to
her face.

“I don’t know how much Aralan and
Suli told you,” she began.

He let out a menacing hiss. “You
wish me to free the monster whom you claim is your mate. Such a pathetic lie.”

“Lie?” Kara was confused. “Why
would I lie about that? Rhodar and I are mates.”

Telnar hissed again, contemptuously
this time. “If he is in the dungeon, he is a beast. A monster... like me. No
woman would touch such a hideous creature, such a freak of nature, of her own
free will.”

Kara’s temper flared. “My Rhodar is
not a monster! He’s a dragon-shifter, like you!”

“A dragon-shifter?” repeated
Telnar. “Like me?”

“Yes, just like you: a handsome man
with wings and tail and talons. His skin is black, but otherwise he looks just
like you. He’s not a monster or a freak of nature! Though he thought he was the
last of his kind...”

“I thought I was the only one of my
kind,” said Telnar slowly. “A monster. A deformed beast.”

Kara sat down on the bed, and
indicated that Telnar sit beside her. Hesitantly, he did so. He kept his
distance, but she could still feel the heat that rose up from his skin.

“Were you not born with the
knowledge of dragons?” she asked. “Rhodar hatched as a grown man, already
knowing what he was.”

Telnar shook his head, sending his
blue-black hair flying. “I do not remember anything but the palace of Wyrm. The Master uses my magic to power his spells.”

“Then why not set Rhodar free?”
Kara urged. “He has magic too. Join your power, and both of your could tear
down this palace around you! And then fly free...”

The bitterness returned to Telnar’s
face. “Fly? I cannot fly. You call me a dragon-shifter, but I have never
changed. This hideous form is all I have ever known.”

“It’s not hideous,” said Kara. “And
you’ve probably been enchanted to prevent you from shifting into your dragon
form. I expect you could do it if you were free.”

“Freedom!” Telnar spat out the
word. “What is freedom but a life of loneliness? At least here there are other
monsters. No woman would ever touch a beast such as I.”

“I would,” said Kara. “I do.”

She laid her hand on Telnar’s
cheek. He jumped as if she had stabbed him.

“You’re lying,” he said. “You want
to use me to gain your freedom.”

Kara trailed her fingers down his
cheek and, slowly, across his lips. He drew in his breath, his lips trembling.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw that beneath his leather loincloth, his
huge cock was swelling. The sight sent a flutter of desire down her spine.

“I am not lying,” she said softly.
“And I will prove it to you.”

She slipped her hand behind his
back, and stroked the delicate membranes of his wings.

Her heart was full of compassion
for the bitter dragon-shifter. It had occurred to her to seduce him— to use him
to gain her freedom, as he had accused her of doing— but she couldn’t bring
herself to be anything but honest with him. He deserved no less.

“I don’t promise to stay with you
after I am free,” Kara said, willing him to read the truth in her level gaze.
“I’m Rhodar’s mate, and I love him. But I don’t think he’d mind if I shared
myself with you this one time. I’m sure he wouldn’t want another dragon-shifter
to believe that he’s a monster no woman could be attracted to.”

“I don’t believe you,” Telnar
whispered. But there was longing in his tone, as if he wanted to believe.

She reached across the bed and picked
up his jade green tail.

“My cunt doesn’t lie,” said Kara
simply. “Feel how wet I am for you.”

She guided the blunt tip of his
tail inside of her. He gasped, and his tail went rigid. She moved against its
hot length, rubbing her pearl against it.

His tail was more slim that
Rhodar’s, and only a little hotter than human flesh. His scales were more
pronounced. She could feel them as individual bumps inside of her throbbing
cunt and against her sensitive pearl.

Telnar’s wings beat the air,
sending a breeze through the room. Draperies fluttered.

Hesitantly, he leaned forward, his
storm-gray eyes open and wary. When he kissed her, he only pressed his lips
against hers, keeping his tongue inside his mouth. Kara boldly thrust her
tongue into his mouth, seeking his. After a moment, his forked tongue flicked
against hers. She licked at it, trying to assure him with her actions that she
found it exciting, not repulsive.

He slowly began to respond to her,
coiling the fork around her tongue and sliding the heated split down the length
of her tongue. At that, she felt a gush of liquid flow from her cunt, washing
over his tail.

He broke off the kiss and looked
her over, his eyes wide and startled.

“You really do want me,” he said
wonderingly.

“I do.” Kara lay on her back on the
bed. “Take me.”

His tail slid out of her. Telnar
pulled off his loincloth. His huge cock sprang up, rampantly erect, so engorged
with blood that it was a deep indigo against his jade green skin.

“Go on,” Kara urged. “Put it in
me!”

He lowered himself over her,
breathing hard. She imagined that she could feel his heart pounding. Telnar was
obviously a virgin; she would have to help him.

Kara reached out and took hold of
his enormous shaft. He sucked in his breath at her touch. Putting her other
hand on his muscular buttocks and pushing him down, she thrust his cock inside
of her sopping cunt.

She moaned as his thickness filled
her. He might not have been born with the knowledge of how to please a woman,
like Rhodar apparently had, but just having his huge cock inside her felt so
good!

“Yes, like that,” Kara gasped. “I
love feeling you inside of me.”

She pulled Telnar’s face down
toward hers and kissed him as he fucked her hard, plunging his rock-hard cock
in and out of her wet cunt. His forked tongue thrust against hers, coiling and
probing inside her mouth.

Then she felt a new touch against
her pearl. She gasped in pleasure as Telnar’s tail-tip made heated circles
around her pearl.

He withdrew from the kiss. “Do you
like that?”

“Yes,” Kara breathed. “Don’t stop!”

As he pounded her into the soft
mattress with powerful thrusts of his huge indigo cock, his tail-tip gently,
slowly caressed her pearl. The combination drove Kara wild. She moaned and
thrashed beneath him, digging her nails into his back. The pressure of her
coming orgasm was building up inside of her.

His thrusts grew more urgent. The
dragon-shifter gasped, “I’m coming!”

To her surprise, he pulled out. A
jet of his hot seed spurted from his swollen cock, directly on to her pearl.
Spurt after spurt of his molten seed jetted into her pearl, as if it was
positioned over a heated waterfall.

Kara’s climax sent a fireball of
pleasure through her, as if she had suddenly burst into flame. Her entire body
lifted off the mattress with the force of it. She jammed her hand into her
mouth to stop herself from screaming in ecstasy.

As the ripples of her pleasure
faded, she pulled Telnar down to lie beside her. He bent one jade green wing
down, to cover her like a blanket. She caressed it.

“I didn’t want to make you
pregnant,” he said.

“That was very thoughtful of you,”
she replied. “And I liked what you did.”

His handsome face, which had been
so set in bitterness when he’d first walked in, was transformed. He looked
younger now, almost boyish, and full of hope.

He pressed a kiss against her lips.
“Thank you. I hope there’s some other woman like you, somewhere out there...”

“I’m sure there is,” Kara said
firmly. “And if you want to meet her, you need to escape from slavery.”

He nodded. “I will take you to your
mate. And I will do my best to free you both.”

“And Aralan and Suli,” said Kara.

“And the little slave girls.” He
looked down at her. “Would you like to bathe first? And wear something more
practical?”

Kara laughed and got off the bed.
The two of them ran to the bathing room, where they quickly immersed themselves
in the heated water. Then Kara searched through the closets until she found a
blouse and short skirt of ruby silk. With the addition of a pair of sandals, it
was the closest to “practical” that she could find.

At the door, Telnar put up his hand
to motion her back. “The Master will know when I release your mate. If he isn’t
able to get us out of the palace, well...” His face grew grave. “It would be
better if he killed you quickly, rather than let you live for the Master to
torment. Are you certain you want to risk this?”

“If we don’t, the Master will be
able to torment me all he pleases,” Kara pointed out.

Telnar nodded. He held up one
taloned hand. Green light flared around the door, growing brighter and
brighter, until Kara had to cover her eyes. The floor vibrated.

“Come,” said Telnar. “Hurry.”

She opened her eyes and followed
him through the door.

He ran through the corridors,
pausing only to bang on a golden door. Aralan and Suli came out.

“Aralan, Suli,” Telnar said. “Fetch
the palace slaves, and bring them to the dungeons. It will be open. Tell them
this is their chance at freedom.”

“I knew you’d do it!” Aralan
pounced on Kara and gave her a wild kiss.

But Telnar was the one to whom Suli
turned. “I should have reached out to you before. I was afraid. I am sorry.”

The slave girls ran down the
corridor.

Telnar hurried on, Kara at his
heels, until he came to an iron door.

Light flashed as Telnar raised both
hands. “It’s safe for you now.”

They followed him through, down a
flight of stone steps lit dimly by some unseen source. The air was cool and
smelled of blood and iron.

At the bottom of the stairs was a
ring of cells, containing a multitude of strange beasts and people, all caged
individually. There was a minotaur and a lizard man, a golden lion-man and a
girl who seemed made of flowing water, and— Kara shuddered— a naked woman whose
body was striped in gold and black, with heavy breasts, buzzing wings, and a
vicious stinger hanging below her black-furred cunt.

But Kara only had eyes for Rhodar.

He leaped to his feet at the sight
of her. “Kara!” Then he caught sight of Telnar. “And... a brother dragon-shifter?
I thought I was the only one.”

“So did I,” said Telnar. “I have
been a slave, but your mate convinced me that it was time to seek my freedom.
And yours.”