Amber Dragon Trilogy: Book One

Chapter Six: Chumara's POV

That afternoon, as I closed the bakery, I made a note on my calendar; go through applications. Hiring another employee was definitely a must if I was going to be spending this much time with Ambrose. Lili was dependable and everything, but she was still a kid at heart and this place needs a real manager. As Lili and I walk out to my car, after closing up, the same disinfectant that was on the breeze the night the hooded figure placed the rose, was once again in the air. Blaze, alert, suddenly took control before I could even register the shadow that appeared behind Lili. Her dragon was definitely sharp for being young, as Lili swiftly ducked and darted behind me just as I swung my claws at the person in all black. As my claws connected with the person’s arm I released a bit of poison the moment I felt the tips touch flesh. The figure screamed, the masculine shriek resonated off the brick building causing me to flinch slightly, as he jumped back holding his now wounded forearm. Before I could give chase to the figure, suddenly he vanished but not before yelling out the demon profanity for slut. I stay on guard for a second with Lili behind me just as vigilant, before we quickly get in the car and head home. Once we got home Trilla immediately ran up to Storm’s room to tell her what happen. I simply sigh with relief for having made it home safely and the only thing I wanted to do was shower and change for dinner with Ambrose. The anticipation suddenly caused me to feel so much excitement, it was enough I could almost scream. Storm rushes pass me on the stairs as I am going up to my room, I get ready to ask her about what she said to Lili, when she puts up a shield in her mind to prevent me from reading it as she calls out. “get ready for your mate”, as she rushes out the front door with a look of rage plastered on her face. I knew better to stand in front of a storm, so I turn headed to get a shower but before I can get to my bathroom, rounding the corner of my bedroom I am hit with a warming sensation throughout my body, which felt almost like a spiritual tug. My mind jumps to images of Rose and his luscious muscles. I try to shake the images from my head as I go to the bathroom and turn on the shower. The steam fogs up the mirror while I get undressed; walking over to the sink I wipe away a portion of the fog and stare at the blush making itself at home on my cheeks. I softly ask my reflection, “what was going on”, and as if she was trying to tell me, my eyes lit up in response. I close my eyes for a split second, taking a deep breath before shaking the baker’s bun loose, letting my curls cascade free. Wondering what that faint glow was about, as I brush my teeth, I hear the slightest inaudible whisper hit my ear. I call out to the girls to see if they had called to me, but Trilla just called back, “no”, and Storm simply hollered up to me that she was writing. Spitting out my tooth paste I try again to shake away the warming feeling, that now even had the tips of my ears and toes tingling. As I turn and pull open the glass door the steam tumbles out hitting me like a wave; inhaling deeply, it was as if the steam carried Ambrose’s scent, and I began feeling as if he was right there with me. The intense arousal at the thought of him combined with the fact that I could not stop smelling the man. Manifested his voice, as I heard him whisper my name right into my ear ever so sweetly, which caused me to stumble into the shower wall. I pull myself together just enough to grab my loofah but it’s as if I am unable to shake his presence. As I am washing myself I began to fade into what felt like a deep daydream. I can suddenly see, smell, and actually feel him touching me, kissing my neck slowly as if he was savoring my taste. Just then the need for a release took over, as I focused intently on my breasts, moving the soapy loofah down my stomach towards my inner thigh massaging circles. I can’t believe how real this feels, I can see him standing under the shower spray; see the water trickle down his muscles as they flex under the water droplets. The image was enough to almost send me over the edge, especially when I hear him whisper my name again, this time I felt the sound against my ear. All the sudden Lili comes bursting through the bathroom door yelling at me “Are you done yet, it’s almost time for you to leave or your gonna be late.” The water turns ice cold just as she leaves the bathroom, the heat that had been building vanished along with the sultry image of Ambrose. It took everything I have to finish rinsing off as my beautiful moment had just been ruined, so getting out the shower like someone just ate the last of my treats, I dry and start on my hair. Tonight, I think I will just let my curls run wild, so I style with a little bit of mousse for frizz and oil for moisture. Fluffing out my curls in the mirror I play with the idea of Rose running his long fingers through my mane. The thought caused me to blush again which led me to only put on a little eyeliner to make my blue eyes pop, since the blush seem to be natural tonight. I walk out the bathroom after doing a final look over, going to the closet and get my favorite pair of dark wash American eagle skinny jeans. I throw on my favorite blouse and then grab my new white 6-inch heels. I take one last look in the mirror after nodding my head feeling complete, I make my way downstairs, Storm looks up at me from her position curled up on the couch; she gasp before playfully saying “alright now the Amber dragon is out to play tonight”. She gives me a tiny roar and moves her hand in a clawing motion. I laugh while doing a little spin at the bottom of the stairs before walking over to the wet bar. “Yes I am, in fact” I smirk to myself; grabbing a glass of white wine, “with my white dragon”. I finish saying tilting my glass in her direction, giggling before I took a sip. She grunts with annoyance while typing a few words on her laptop, as I go to sit down next to her trying again to talk about the earlier attack and what she is planning to do about it. Storm still wanting to deny the fact that I am right; silently closes her laptop and takes a deep breath, before clearing her throat she then begins talking before I could bombard her with questions. “look chewy I still don’t think it’s our uncle,” she gets up mid sentence walking over to the wet bar to grab herself a glass of wine. Looking solemn she takes a sip before continuing, “I know that over the past few days with the black roses and now this attack it really does look like that man is in town.”, “ The person I’ve had getting me the information since we have come to town has not found any trace of him being here”. I look at her like she has lost her mind, taking another sip of the wine I really needed at that moment because she was being entirely too stubborn; interrupting what she was about to say I practically bark out, “ and you think he can not hire someone to terrorize us, he has done it once or twice before”. It was her turn to look at me crazy as she rolls her eyes, chugging back the last swig of wine in her glass before saying. “ yeah and I’m not…” she pauses cutting her eyes to the stairs, I assumed that was because of Trilla trying to ease drop, as she lowered her voice walking back over to me talking. “I’m not as naïve as Trilla, so don’t worry about it to much. I am not trying to brush you off nor am I trying to hide anything from you and Lili. But if I know our uncle, and I do, that attack was not his M-O, I am not over looking any possible avenue. But after Lili told me what happened, I’m going to guess that the gun for hire went off the books. The attack seemed personal, it happened outside of your bakery and the rose showed up in your presence 1st. But if it helps to keep you in the loop the reason I brushed past you earlier was because I ran out and contacted my investigator, and he is gonna get more information on whoever sent the demon after you.” Feeling a little better knowing that Storm was taking my concerns seriously I walk over to re-fill our glasses. I hand Storm her drink sitting back down next to her, we take a few sips in silence before she speaks again staring off into the distance. “If there are gonna be attacks in the middle of town, in broad daylight then we need to have as much knowledge as we can, information is going to be the greatest weapon in preventing another attack.” We finish off our wine in comfortable silence, before I rise going to get my coat, I glance at the time on the antique coo-coo hanging in the hall remembering I had somewhere to be, I turn to head out the door. As I am opening the door Storm calls to me saying, “ just a reminder spells are important and if you miss a step things get wonky.” “ So be home before midnight and really Mara don’t worry about it, just have some wholesome fun for a change”. I reply with “No promise tonight sis, I may just give in to my urges when the arousal hits, since that sister of ours ruined my shower.” She looks back at me with a, oh don’t you dare look and says, “Not until your ceremony” I reluctantly say, “okay” agreeing then walk out.

I get in my car, taking a deep breath to calm myself, I mentally tell myself it’s just dinner before starting the engine, backing out of our driveway. As I drive thru town I began contemplating on stopping to get him a gift, but what do you buy a man who already has everything. Deciding the thought was sweet but not really called for on this occasion, I just drive on past the shops heading to his house. After a few minutes I turn starting up the long winding road that looked to be the start of Ambrose’s driveway. Coming to the clearing where I can see his house, I am overcome with the feeling of awe, as I whisper “oh my god! Boy is it big” under my breath. His house is a huge French mansion, it looks to be around two hundred years old. I love the antique architecture; I even noticed he had a pair white marble dragon statues outlining the main gate. They were kinda funny to me though, because if he was the actual savior of dragons he definitely was not hiding the fact, with those statutes out front like a welcome sign. As I am pulling up the well-maintained gravel driveway, I marvel at the gorgeous stone covering the house, noticing he has it all lit up making the usually cold color of the stone warm and inviting. I start to wonder about all the things this house has seen since its construction, being that the image that lay before me was one straight out of a history book. I began coming to a casual stop in front when, as if he had been watching for me, Ambrose suddenly opens the very large cherry wood door with a big smile on his face. I place the car in park, opening my door I pray for a graceful exit stepping out of the car not wanting to look like a fool. I look up at the house as I am shutting the car door, basking in its beauty. As I walk along the path toward the front door I look to Rose saying, “You have a beautiful home. But before I can get another thought out, my eyes landed on his bare flesh. I try not to let my mouth hang open as I notice he is wearing a sexy pair of black ripped jeans that are hanging on his hips. My eyes travel along his happy trail, running up a set of sexy ripped abs, I gasp inward at the thought of him doing this on purpose. He really had the nerve to answer the door not wearing a shirt, he obviously wanted to show off those rock-hard muscles. The sunset began casting it’s light on the front of the house, it’s rays started to give a sensual glow to his chest. My heart stop dead in its tracks and I all but drooled over my words, “Damn You Mr. White,”. Oh my! This man was driving me mad, he literally was the word s*x in s****l the way he framed his doorway just then. He laughs softly at my little exclamation before gesturing for me to enter the house. We walk in to a very modern but elegant Fourier; he leads me to the Living room where I see a picnic type dinner set up in front of a roaring fire. Blaze echoes in my head, “I hope we get lucky tonight.” I giggle as he takes my hand spins me around looking me up then down then he asks, “what is so funny, and you say this is comfortable for you?” I simple say “Yes, I love my heels.” He hands me a glass of white wine and we begin a short tour of the downstairs; we talk as I admire the beauty of this place. When we get back to the living room he asks me to set down. I go to set my glass on the hearth of the fireplace and I hear him whisper my name just as I did earlier. I go to set my glass on the hearth of the fireplace, and I hear him whisper my name just as I did earlier. I smile and say, “I love hearing you say my name like that, he responds before walking away, “I didn’t say anything, but I will take that into note,”, he then goes in the kitchen and brings back two plates, so I asked, “did you cook this?” he smirks while saying, “you don’t think I know how to cook?” I was embarrassed that I may have insulted him, I apologize. “what’s for dinner?” I ask as he says, “roast beef with potatoes and carrots, “hmmmmm” I moan. He looks up at me with s****l lust in his eyes then says, “your moans are going to get us both in trouble.” I smile then tell him, “Only if the warden finds out.” I playfully lean in batting my eyelashes and say, “well if you whisper my name like you did when I was by the fire, I think I will do the time for the crime.” He chuckles grabbing his fork, “so do you wanna eat this food while it’s still hot.” He then pauses and asks me curiously, “wait you heard me whisper your name?” “Yes, I have heard you whisper to me several times today!” As I take a bite of my dinner and savoring the juicy tenderness of the roast, he looks at me after taking a sip of his wine and says, “well you must be really crazy about me if you are hearing my voice in your head.” After dinner he gives me a tour of the upstairs, I compliment him on the beautiful structure and elegant decor. He stops in the hallway just outside his bedroom, looks deep into my eyes, he caresses my face pushing my hair behind my ear, I move my head into his hand as he cups my cheek. Pulling my chin up to where I am looking in his eyes again, he pulls me closer slowly as he places a kiss on my lips that would make the devil blush. I go lock my fingers in his hair trying to pull closer to him not wanting the kiss to end till we had no choice but to break for air. When we actually break free both breathless He looks at me eyes shining a brighter sliver than before. He simply whispers, “no rush, no pressure, we will get there ” as he leans his forehead on mine closing his eye, I instantly feel the muscles in his neck tense. I only nod in response but trace my hands down his chest to grab the waistline of his pants pulling him closer to me again. His hands landed bracing themselves on either side above my head as his eyes shot open looking down at me with an intense emotion I could not place. I place a soft kiss on his chest then look up at him a low growl radiated from his chest at the small peak. The only thing I could think at that moment was I needed this man as the words "I will tell you when I want to stop", slipped out causing me to just smile meekly. He pushes away from me quicker than I thought was necessary as I instantly missed his heat. "I need you to understand a few things before we go much further", he pauses and runs his hands through his own hair before continuing"first thing I am the white dragon.” I gasp in shock, but only from the fact that we went from an adult make out session to a high school confess in seconds with him admitting what I already knew. He looks at me with concern but I just gesture for him to finish as I hold my arms and lean against the wall. "It doesn’t bother you?" You have no questions?” I look him in the eyes and slightly shrug as I do ask one question, “Are you the savior in the fairytale books?” I burst out laughing at how childish I sounded with hope lacing my words. He smiles in response but takes me seriously as he confirms, “I am THE one and only babe, I am the savior of dragons well at least not the kid version that is.” I giggle and smile at him before I could get a word out, he was back on top of me pressing himself firm against me. I suddenly felt like I was stuck between a rock and a hard place literally as I felt parts of him I probably shouldn't be focused on. The words “Okay, but just so you know sir, you’re not the only fancy dragon in this house tonight.” He looks at me confused for a moment I took that as my opportunity to gather my nerves as I continue to tell him “I am one of the last remaining Amber Dragons.” He looks at me with amazed but simply says in my ear how silly I was for thinking he didn't already know. I shudder at the feel of his breath against my ear but I fight for control of my womanhood and answer him, “No just Storm and I, Trilla is an earth dragon, her father's blood line is strong.” All at once I no longer felt the floor as he scoops me up in his arms as I finished speaking and begins to carry me back to the Living room in front of the fire. With only the words "I need you in front of the fire" and "we will talk more later", he lays me down as if I was as fraglie as an egg on the plush fire place rug. He slowly starts kissing me but gets more intense as I felt the need washing off him in waves. I can barely resist the urge to go all the way when out of the blue my phone starts ringing, at first I ignore it but then the phone starts ringing back-to-back, so I had to pull away to see who it is, “It’s the warden,” I groan picking up huffing, “this better be life or death woman”. Storm laughs and asks "am I inturupting", I roll my eyes knowing she is picking, "I take your silence as an eye roll but anyway it’s almost midnight you need to get home, we have things to do to prepare for your mating ma’am. “Ugh fine I will be there shortly” I grumble looking back at Rose not wanting to leave but I give him one last soft kiss and moan at the tingles running through me, he pulls back with an evil grin, and says, if you expect to leave here tonight you best not moan again or you won’t be going anywhere. Because I won’t be able to stop my dragon from taking you right here. I giggle and say, “Yes Sir” he looks at me devilishly and says, “That is worse than moaning ma’am.” I blush at the thought of his dominance, Blaze whines, “No we stay, mean Storm.” I remind her, “we are immortal, we have plenty of time to be with Rose and Dominic,” she reluctantly agrees then hushes back to sleep. I give Rose one more goodnight kiss trying to keep my wits about me as he walks me out to my car.

I get in my car Rose leans in for one last kiss before closing my door and I start for felt like the loneliest drive home, thinking all the way of how much I wanted to stay. Blaze aggressively pouts, “You mean, Storm mean, I want Dom.” I just agree with her as I make it home only to walk in the door to Storm doing what she does best rushing me with work talking about his mating robe and infusing my magic into it before mating. I sigh and tell her, “I am tired and going to bed" asking her "can we talk about this in the morning?” She agrees and doesn't follow me up stairs. As I lay in my bed falling asleep I began thinking of what could have happened had I not left Ambrose’s house. I ended up drifting to myself back in his living room with him.

We are in the middle of a deep kiss when he pulls away only to start nibbling on my ear making his way down my neck. I couldn't stop the soft moans the escaped with each gentle nip, I sheepishly ask for him to keep going he grunts in response. He stops to sit back the look on his face madding as he reaches over to slide my blouse over my head, revealing my large perky breasts restraining against my black lacy bra. He snickers softly before saying, “yea, no, this is in my way, it has to go.” I giggle as he reaches for the front clasp releaseing the girls in one swift motion. He gently cups my breast which didn't seem large at all in his even larger hands. He slowly began to massage them making his way to drawing circles around my hard nipples.He whispers for me to “calm myself" as his nose flared scenting my arousal, "cause it’s going to be a long night,” he finished saying as he leans in placing one of my n*****s in his extremely hot mouth, suckling and nibbling. I gasp at the instant pleasure of him kneading my breast and going back and forth between my n*****s that seem to have their own mind. He makes his way down my stomach removing my pants along the way moving closer to my inner thigh, I can feel him breathing just above my sweet spot. His breathing became heavier I could smell his arousal thick in the air as he places a finger on my c**t through my lace panties making me arch in pleasure, I moan “please don’t stop” practically begging for more. The tingles intensify as the heat inside my body builds, it was almost enough to send me over the edge. He presses another finger slowly massaging circles till my juices are soaking through before I could beg him to remove my panties out the way he does exactly that shoving the material to the side penetrating me in one motion. Just as I was about to go over his mouth replaced his fingers on my core, sending me over. I moan loudly as he licks me clean which caused me to beg for more, He asks with little humor and all lust “are you sure? This might hurt a little.” I respond quickly with “Yes.” before I lost the courage in the face of his length as he picks me up bridal style and carries me to his bedroom. He lays me on his bed kissing me with more passion than I have ever felt before. I can taste my juices on his lips, it makes me want more. I feel his erection pressing firm against my c**t till he slides inside me slowly, I moan deeply at the pleasure, the pain forgotten . He pauses asking “are you okay, is that too much because I don’t want to hurt you?” I just moan "keep going"

As I get to my climax, I suddenly hear “Chumara wake up, you are making really gross sounds and you are going to be late.” Lili shouted loudly as she began shaking me wake. Eyes closed I yell at her “No! I wanna go back to sleep,” I yell for Storm “will you please get your annoying little sister out of my room?” Storm laughs back and replies “She is your little sister too but yea Lili, I heard her moaning all night so she might need a little more sleep.” Annoyed by the joke I get up, get ready and head for the bakery.

When I arrive, Ambrose is standing outside waiting for me, I smile then turn my head as my cheeks begin to turn red from the images of last night’s dream. He softly kisses my cheek and greets me with “Good-morning Gorgeous, you are running late this morning, I was starting to get worried.” I tell him I just had a rough night’s sleep, going in the bakery, he says “me too but boy you sure did look good in that lacy black set.” I look at him strangely questioning “What black set?. He looks at me with the response “In my dream we were back in my living room but you never left, and things got a whole lot hotter.” I ask him stunned “was that in your dream?” He says, “yes why?” I whisper to him I had the same dream. He looks back at me surprised but explains, as mates we will have shared dreams a dragon ability thing he says, “is that why it seemed so real?” I question He smiles at me sweetly before saying, “I don’t know, but if the real thing is better than that we are in trouble for sure.” Skipping over the fact that we technically kinda had s*x last night.

He then holds up a black rose causing me to jump back alarmed and ask where he got that from, he says, “It was by the front door when I got here.” With confusion he asks, “what is this?,” so I tell him of my uncle that killed our mother. The black rose is his calling card, he left them for our mother for months before he finally came for us and killed her. He can see the fear in my eyes and grabs a hold of me, he reassuringly whispers against my head“Don’t worry, I will let nothing happen to you or your sisters.” before departing for work. Feeling little safer I go on with my day trying to focus on the bakery. Not that the images Blaze kept sending me helped, I swear. I kept reminding her “we will be with him for good soon enough, please let me finish my work today. Believe me, I want him as badly as you do.”