The Red Diamond Dragon

I Want You Too

Madeline

I stepped into the bathroom, running my hands under cool water. It was overwhelming meeting so many people, and Johnathan seemed so excited every time he introduced me to someone new. It was quite sweet. I looked in the mirror, and I was still taken aback by how pretty I looked with my hair done and a little make-up. Mrs. Lamont was so sweet. She kept telling me how happy Johnathan was now that he found me. She had that motherly presence about her that made me feel warm and loved. I heard someone coming, so I stepped into a stall and locked it, an old habit of mine to remain out of sight. I'm thankful I did because Jessica's voice sounded like nails on a chalk board.

"I don't see what the big deal is. You're not a virgin anyway, how many women can say they f****d a dragon?" Her sickly sweet voice came through.

"I'm not interested, Jess. If you want to go ahead, why do you need me to go with you?" I recognized her friend's voice, Alice.

"He said he needed two. Please? This may be our only chance to get close to the Guardians Pack, especially now that Low Life thinks she is one of them." Jessica sneered the last part, I knew she meant me. "Please, Alice? This could be fun. You know they say Dragons can control their c***s."

"Fine, but nothing painful. If he's into that, you have to do it." I could tell Alice didn't want to, but she was always a follower when it came to Jessica.

"Thank you, bestie. You won't regret it, let's go introduce you. He's really good-looking." Jessica babbled on as their footsteps left. My guess was they were talking about the Dragon I met, Ronan, I think his name was. Everyone liked him, but something felt off to me about him, and I could not figure out why. He stared at me off and on and I always felt the need to be close to Johnathan when he did. I breathed a sigh of relief when I knew they were gone and slowly stepped out of the bathroom walking a short distance down the hall I saw Johnathan who motioned me towards him.

He wrapped an arm around my waist pulling me through the door onto the terrace where we had met. He sat on a stone bench pulling me into his lap straddling his hips as he held me close breathing deeply against my neck. "I just need a little while with you Angel." He said, holding my face looking into my eyes. He bent forward kissing me. His mouth was moving against mine possessively as he pulled my body tight against him. He unbuttoned the two small buttons on my jacket and slid his large hands under my top around my rib cage, the heat of his hands touching my bare skin coursed through my body. I felt heat pulse through my core as memories flooded back of the way he touched me this afternoon. I felt his chest rumble as he groaned moving his hands to my hips and pulling me hard against him, I could feel his hard length rubbing against me. The deep rumbling vibrated through his chest again as he continued to kiss me harder. My body felt alive, and I felt a moan escape from me when he pulled away. He pressed his forehead to mine breathing deeply. "Angel, you are mine and it is getting harder to control my beast when other men admire you the way they have tonight. I'm trying to control him but it's getting harder, I just need my scent on you before we go back inside." He looked at me again, his eyes pleading as I nodded trying to understand. He kissed down my neck as his hands roamed my body lighting up my skin where he touched. I felt him suck on my marking spot causing pleasure to course through me. My arms tightened down around his neck. A low growl vibrated his chest as he pulled away looking at me again, this time his eyes turned a vibrant green/hazel color with gold swirling through them. "My Powerful Angel." His movements heavier and his voice was deeper and gruff. "I am Striker, Johnathan has tried so hard to keep me at bay so as to not scare you but you call to me like a siren." I knew it was Johnathan’s beast talking but I didn't feel fear. He pulled the top of my shirt down exposing my n*****s to the cool night air, running his thumbs over them caused me to arch into his hard length. "Oh, Angel what we wouldn't give to taste you." He purred in my ear as he rubbed against me. I felt his body shift as his eyes flickered back to brown and gold. Johnathan kissed me deeply, pulling my top back into place which caused me to feel disappointed. "I'm sorry my Angel, Striker was not taking no tonight."

"It’s ok, he didn't scare me." I finally replied.

"I'm glad, let's go back inside for a little while, then make our excuses to go home. Just be forewarned, I saw your stepsister flirting with Ronan, but we will do our best to keep her away from you." He stood up, setting me on my feet, buttoning my jacket, and straightening his clothes. We entered the party, being stopped by my former Alpha, congratulating Johnathan on finding a mate from his pack. Johnathan politely cut the conversation short, steering me back to his group of people. I noticed that Ronan was in the corner and indeed had Jessica and Alice fawning all over him.

We arrived home not more than 30 minutes later after saying our goodbyes. Johnathan had been serious about wanting to get home. He ran me a bath while setting a glass of wine next to it before stepping out of the room and locking it once again. He was so considerate; I knew I was falling for him fast and hard. I slid into the tub, my mind wandering over everything that had happened in such a short amount of time. I drank deeply of the red wine, finishing the glass before noticing he left the bottle for me. I refilled the glass and settled back into the luxurious tub. After today, I no longer felt afraid of losing everything. I think he does want me, and from what everyone tells me, he is happy since finding me. I want Johnathan to be happy, I realized. I settled back, washing my body and feeling the heavy tingle from the wine. Finishing the glass, I put on the silk black nightie the girls got for me, they insisted it is what they all wear but I wasn't too sure, it seemed simple enough but showed every dip on my body. I placed the robe on, securing it loosely, and stepped out to see Johnathan in front of the fireplace again, his muscular torso reflecting in the flickering firelight. He turned, reaching his hand out to me, and I went straight into his arms. Allowing him to lift me and settle me into his lap in the large plush chair. It felt like our bond was growing. I watched the fire, feeling its soothing heat and feeling his powerful arms around me. I watched as golden scales flickered up and down his arms. They were mesmerizing and beautiful, I thought, trailing them with my fingers, feeling their hard, smooth surface. We both sat quietly, feeling each other's presence. It was like we both understood the silence of the flames. His arms were heated where they touched me, and energy began to pulse through my body. The heat of the fireplace seemed to be seeping into every fiber of my body. Johnathan shifted slightly, kissing my neck softly, and the flames inside my body became a raging inferno. He seemed to sense it, kissing and moving up my neck to find my lips. His eyes met mine, and then he was kissing me, the most perfect sensual movement. My hands slid up his chest, feeling every inch of his heated skin. His fingers traced down the slight opening of my robe between my breasts.

I couldn't help but look at him. “You truly want me, don't you?" I wasn't sure if that came out as a question or a statement.

"More than you know, Angel," the soft reply was followed by a soft kiss to my lips.

"I want you too." I finally admitted feeling free for the first time. making my own choice, and he had allowed that for me.

He looked into my eyes, almost as if assessing me to make sure, before his lips captured mine again. This time, in an all-consuming kiss, which deepened and became a claiming.

Heat flared through my body. I felt him loosen the tie on my robe, slipping his hands inside around my waist. A deep vibrating growl came from his chest.

"What are you wearing, Angel?" he leaned back, sliding the robe down my shoulders.

"The girls said this is what they wear in your pack to sleep." I almost wasn't sure now with the way disbelief crossed his face as his eyes roamed over the thin fabric and small spaghetti straps that showed the curve of my body.

"They finally got something right," he growled, pulling me close to him and holding me. "You've made me so happy, Angel." He said softly against my ear as we settled into watching the fire again together, feeling the closeness I had finally given in to.