The Lost Dragon

JOSETTE'S POV I sit up and look over at the empty spot next to me. That means he was either scouting or he'd gone for a walk. I get up and so does Evermore, my little dragon fledgeling. He stretches and yawns. I pull my cloak closed and Evermore flies up on my shoulder.  "Good morning," I say when I smell Lucian's intoxicating scent of oak, musk and ash. "What do you want to do today?" he says.  We'd been moving a lot lately, fearing the nearing Royal Guards' soldiers would find and capture us. We tried to stay inside as much as possible and I never left the apartment for anything. I look at him confused. "What do you mean?" "Well, you haven't had a proper birthday in your entire life so I planned on taking you out today. We can go to town and shop. Or go to the movies. Or whatever you wish." I look at him shocked and his brow furrows in confusion. "I...what about the soldiers?" "I have a plan for that. I don't like that look on your face when you look out the window and the envy and sadness fills your eyes. You are a grown lady now. you deserve freedoms." "I...I want to stay here..." "What is it? I will give you anything today." "I just want to lay down in the living room, watch Netflix or something and chill." "As you wish. Get into comfy clothes and meet me in the living quarters." "Yes sir." He glares as I smirk. I knew he hated being called sir, but it was funny to see him react. His nose would scrunch up and he'd sneer in disgust and annoyance and glared at me. It was adorable. My whole life, we'd been on the run and for as long as I could remember, he was all I had. He may be in his thirties but damn is he hot. He's 6'9, which is tall for our species the dragons, and has broad shoulders. Then, muscles everywhere. He was the epitome of panty-soaking hot. I strip as Evermore follows Marcus out to the living room. I put on a loose muscle shirt and a pair of shorts and look at my reflection in the mirror that he'd bought me for my thirteenth birthday. I walk out and go down the hall toward the living room. I see him and Evermore sitting there with a bowl of popcorn and two sodas. I look at him from the doorway as he seems to be having a mental debate with himself or maybe his dragon. His sharp jawline was covered with scarred facial skin and a white beard. And his high cheekbones framed his slightly crooked nose, from years of fighting, and his wizened beautiful emerald eyes held secrets I couldn't read that went deeper and deeper the more I looked into them. His olive skin dipped into the V of his shirt. The black shirt I absolutely loved. It is a black V-neck shirt that hugs him too tight. I can see the lines of his muscled biceps, pecs and six-pack. Then his jeans hug his ass perfectly but still hang low enough to make a girl crazy. As I'm looking I freeze right where his zipper is, where a bulge shows and I gulp. I take a deep breath and look at the TV as I sit on the couch next to him. He opens his eyes and looks at me. "Ready?" "Yes." LUCIAN'S POV I had one hell of a problem. Not only had Josette lied her head on my thighs but the way she was laying was more tempting than any other way I had seen. Her ass was slightly up, her small waist dipped and then her soft arms were hooked under her head, her fingers way too close to my c**k. Her long, fair-skinned, freckled legs were bare for my observation and after she'd gotten comfy, half her largely round ass was as well. then her huge t**s showed off from the side where her arms were to the side of them, showing them off perfectly. I could see her hardened n*****s and I was slowly losing to the sudden need to suck and bite and nibble them. To hear her moaning under me as I buried my... Wow. Chill man. You're in your thirties. She's only seventeen. Besides, she couldn't possibly be attracted to you. And she's to be married off to your brother if anyone found her, I think. "Luke?" she says sitting up and looking at me worried. "Yes?" "Are you okay?" "Of course. Why wouldn't I be?" "You seem frustrated." "I'm fine." "Luke...I...I wanted..." "You can tell me anything. You know that." She looks down to her hands, whilst she wrung her hands repeatedly and then takes a deep breath. She looks up with nervousness, fear and hope in her eyes and I resist the urge to reach out and hug and reassure that everything will be okay. "I...I found someone. And I fell in love." My heart sinks and I hide my panic and jealousy and envy. "So what's the issue?" "He doesn't love me back. He's always so distant around me." "Have you told him you loved him?" "Yes. I just did." I furrow my brow. Does she mean me? She can't. She must mean earlier today. I'm fucken screwed. "Luke. I am in love with you," she continues after a pause. I look at her feeling overwhelmed with shock and joy and pure love. I'd known she was my mate when I first met her. I was eleven years old and she was eleven months old. That's when my parents signed a contract for her to be my brother's wife. As a sign of peace and alliance between the Frost Clan and the Fire Clan. I'd been furious. I'd snuck her out of the palace and ran away with her. I'd watched her grow her whole life since and protected and cared for her in any way possible. There were times when I wouldn't eat just so she would have food. Or times when I'd wear torn and beat up clothes so that she'd have good clothes. I spoiled her as much as I could. She was my mate, my queen, my everything.  "Luke?" she says almost crying. I come out of my phase and instantly cup her cheek, kissing her with all the passion and love I felt. She tenses and freezes as I wait for her to relax. When she does, she slowly wraps her arms around my neck and pulls herself onto her knees. She straddles my lap and presses as far as she can to me and my hard, throbbing c**k. The heat coming from her womanhood that's pressed directly at my tip, making me want to growl in pain as the pain becomes a constant behind my zipper. She turns her head and our tongues dance and explore each other hungrily. Her hard n*****s rub my chest through our shirts making my c**k twitch. one of her hands slides down my chest and torso as my c**k pleads for her to hurry and work magic on it. She slides her hand under my shirt and soon the other is placed opposing to the other on my stomach. Suddenly she starts grinding back and forth against me and I pull away from our kiss as my eyes close, my head goes back and I growl in absolute hunger. She starts grinding to the sides and in circles in a continuous pattern as I growl and groan in pure need. She leans toward me and I feel her breath at my ear. "Just beg me to end your suffering master," she says seductively and my c**k hardens two times more as she nips at my ear and leans away. "f**k me. Please just f**k me," I growl begging as I can feel the precum on my tip through my jeans. She smirks and slides my shirt off me. She traces her way down to my torso and then to her shirt. She pulls it off and her round, firm breasts bounce back. Her freckled skin fades into her dark rosy areola and n*****s stand out at my mouth and tempt me to bite. I go to lean forward but her hand on my chest pushes me back. I growl frustrated and she smirks. "Not yet master. You'll get your chance when we're both naked." I growl and flip us to where she is pinned down on the couch under me. She gasps as her eyes widen and I devour her lips in a starving hungry kiss. She moans and my c**k presses to the point of pure pain. I give up on waiting and rip her shorts off in one jerk. She gasps and tries to cover her womanhood with her hand.  "Oh hell no. You are not hiding what's mine from me. Move your hand or I'll go straight to pounding the f**k out of your womanhood," I growl/demand, way past playing friendly. She gapes but moves her hand. I can see the excitement and raw need in her eyes. As well as smell her sweet-smelling juices and scent mixing into an aroused chaos for my c**k. I growl and instantly dip my head between her legs. I kiss the insides of her thighs making her shiver and her womanhood to pulse even more. The dripping juices become instantly too tempting and I run my tongue over it slowly. "Ahhhh," she moans in pure need. I groan at the pure sweetness to her taste. I growl and start lapping starving as she tries to crawl away backwards. I grab her by her thighs and growl. "Don't move or I'll tie you down," I order. She stills and I go back to lapping. She pants and every once in awhile gasps like she's slowly about to break. She starts to slowly become more frantic and I know she's close to coming so I add a finger as well. She arches slightly and moans. I add another and she arches, moans and claws the couch desperately. I pick up the speed and she stills for a good three seconds. I seal my lips around her as her juices flood onto my tongue and her walls clench around me. When she falls back to the couch, I pull my fingers out and lick them slowly. I get back over her and kiss my way from her neck to her nose. "Why the f**k are you so damn good at that?" she pants. "I don't know." Truth be told, I'm a virgin. I knew she'd had s*x last year but never said anything. I mean I wanted to be her first, yes, but I didn't want to cause her pain either by breaking her hymen. "Well. You are f*****g great." "Thanks." "You should really let me take care of your problem." "No." "Luke?" I'd stood and was getting dressed as my heart broke from the confusion and sadness and guilt in her eyes. "Don't." "Luke." "No." "Lucian." I look back at her, now dressed and standing angry and hurt. "What?" "Why won't you ever let me see or touch you?" "Because you're not ready for me." "Bullshit! You're f*****g lying! You wouldn't know what I was ready for because you never open up to me! I don't even know you! I can't believe I let you see and taste me! You're a complete stranger!" She shoves past me and out the door, slamming it behind her. I growl and throw my shirt across the room, plopping down on the couch. "f**k," I growl pissed. "What have I done? All she wanted was to finally feel like she knew me and I blew it." Evermore sits in front of me. "You f****d up," he says.  "I know!" "Look. She knows you two are mates. She knows what it would mean if you two sealed the deal. She just wants to be able to love you and keep you. She's been breaking her whole life. She fell for you and opened up to you. She stayed when she could've run so many times. She wanted to stay with you. And in return, she just wanted your love and to mate you. Is that so much to ask for?" "You're right." "I know. I am her Familiar after all." "I have to go find her." We leave out the apartment and he climbs onto my shoulder. I follow her scent down the stairs and out of the building. I take a right and head down the street. It had gotten dark and many drunk males were stumbling around. Fuck. What if something bad happens to her? I turn down an alleyway and see soldiers holding her. Her hands are cuffed and she's gagged but the determination and fear in her eyes show me she's still fighting. She stills when she sees me and the soldiers turn toward me. "My oh my. If it isn't the bastard prince," General Jacobi, my father's right-hand man, sneers taunting. "And his brother's betrothed b***h. It's such a shame really. She's wasting her time hiding with you." She stops fighting and looks at me. I freeze trying to decide how to explain. "Shut the f**k up, Jacobi. Give me the Princess back and go on your way," I snarl as I feel my dragon pushing to be free from hibernation. "Sorry. No can do. She's to be punished just as you are in the Royal Dungeons." Evermore hisses and dives for Josette. He disappears into a tattoo on the right side of her face and I feel a sprout of proudness for my mate's growth in her bond with her beast. "Fight me asshole." He smirks and the two soldiers charge forward. They both miss as I sidestep and make my way toward Jacobi. I get to him and punch the hell out of him before he can defend himself. He stumbles a little but gets his balance quickly. He punches and I dodge it. I land a punch to his gut and he kicks. He lands it to my leg and I growl angrily. I start sending punches one-by-one. In the middle of that though I feel a blade go through my ribs and hear Josette's gagged scream as I fall back. I can fell the poison spreading slowly as the blade is pulled out of me.  "You're a fucken bastard!" He kicks me in the gut and I see black.