Beneath a Flaming Sky - Book Three (Moon Child Series)

Chapter Eighteen

My wrists felt like they were on fire as a heavy weight pushed me downwards. My back was also on fire, from having to hold up a heavy weight hanging from my stomach. Footsteps approached and I blinked my eyes open as a hand passed over them. Brightness filled my vision as I tried to take in my surroundings. A large concrete room with nothing but a single bed and toilet. A young woman stood before me and I nearly had a heart attack. She was a carbon copy of Adrienne, only slightly older, and her belly swollen with child. Her hand shot out and roughly gripped at my neck as she smiled widely. She leant in and as she did, so my vision flickered making me feel disoriented. After a few more moments of flickering the woman was gone replaced instead by Xander who’s hand was wrapped around my neck, squeezing gently. My hands were handcuffed to the bed posts and I was completely naked. He knelt above me, between my legs that had been spread open by lace ropes at my feet attached to the end posts of the bed. He smiled mischievously down at me as he leant in for a slow sensual kiss. All I could do was whimper as he pulled away and with his free hand traced his fingertip from between my breasts down to my folds where he slid his finger into me. I arched my back, pulling against my bonds as he slid it in and out of me, seeming to enjoy my breathless moans. He leant in close to my ear, his hot breath making me shiver as his grip tightened slightly on my neck.

“Do you like that, my little wolf? Do you like when I f**k your tight p***y with my fingers?” I whimpered as his words made me even more wet down there and nodded vigorously. He smiled widely, almost wickedly as he softly kissed at my cheeks, making his way down to my breasts where he softly licked one of my erect and sensitive n*****s. I arched my back more at the sensation and he chuckled as he bit down a bit harshly on the same n****e at the exact moment, he added another finger, and his thumb found my c**t. His name escaped my lips in a moan of pleasure as his fingers picked up pace and his attention to my breasts grew rougher. He was soon sucking at the flesh of my breasts leaving large hickeys along my white skin before taking the n****e in his mouth and tugging roughly. I thrust up as best I could into his hands as they continued to f**k me, and I grew close to the ultimate release. I could feel myself tightening around his fingers and I moaned aloud as he leant into my ear again.

“c*m for me, little wolf. c*m all over my fingers.” His words were my undoing as with one last thrust into his hand my orgasm ripped right through me, making me scream out his name. His fingers continued to slide in and out of me as I came down from my high and when I was spent, he slid them from me and took them deep in his mouth, licking off my juices from them. A shot of desire ran through me at the sight and all I wanted to do was grab at him and pull him atop me so he could f**k me how I wanted. But I couldn’t move, and I growled in frustration. Xander chuckled as his hand removed from my neck and was placed beside my head as he leant into me, giving me a slow kiss. The tip of his c**k rubbed against my swollen folds and I moaned into the kiss as he teased me with it.

“Tell me what you want from me, my little wolf.” He whispered to me as he kissed his way down my neck. A whimper left my throat as he continued to stroke against my p***y.

“f**k me. Please. I need you inside me.” I begged. I looked down at his cheeky grin from where it sat between my breast and growled in frustration.

“Would you like it rough and fast or rough and slow?” He asked, languidly sucking at my n*****s.

“Rough and fast!” I almost cried out. He smirked at me as he rose from my breasts, his lips hovering above mine.

“As you wish.” He whispered and I cried out in a mixture of pleasure and pain as he slammed his c**k deep into my p***y and began to pound me. All I could do was scream in pleasure as he f****d me rough and hard just as I’d asked him too and I could feel the pressure in my belly begin to grow.  But it was soon replaced by an unpleasant burning feeling that soon consumed my entire body. My eyes flew open and I was no longer tied to a bed with Xander f*****g my brains out. Instead I was in a large concrete room and a glance down revealed I was no longer in my human form. But instead of being a wolf I was a dragon. The scales that were left were a beautiful deep blue that shimmered as I moved. The rest were no more, only crates of pus and open wounds left where they used to be. My body was on fire as a familiar looking man injected me with a cloudy grey substance, and I felt weakness rake my body and the fight leave me. The scraping of metal had me glancing over to see the man grab a large pair of pliers and approach me. I began to struggle against my chains which only increased the burning sensation that ran through my veins. I felt like I was on fire, but there were no visible flames and as the man began to pull my scales from my body I nearly blacked out in pain. His evil chuckles were accompanied by my screams. Hands shook at my shoulders, pulling me from this awful nightmare.

I open my eyes to see my father kneeling in front of me, his hands on my shoulders. I sit up, dazed and looking around. I’m on the balcony of the library and then I remember that I’d been going through the mountains of books trying to find an answer. I must have dozed off in the afternoon sun.

“Are you ok? You were screaming bloody murder.” My father said as he sat beside me on the chair. I shook my head as I swiped at my cheeks, finding them wet with tears.

“Yeah. Just weird dreams. They haven’t been the same since I woke up from the sleeping curse.” I told him. His hand reached out to squeeze mine and I smiled. Me and my dad didn’t really need words when we were together, we were close enough that we could communicate with only gestures.

“Well, as long as you’re ok. Let’s go get some dinner.” He stood from the chair and helped me to my feet, and I followed him out of the library and down to the pack kitchen where Luca was kneeling on the floor in front of Amelia, his hands either side of her belly as he leant in to plant a soft kiss there. A little stab of jealousy hit me all of a sudden and I shoved it down as fast as it had appeared and followed my father towards the dining table. I sat between my father and Viktor as Amelia and Luca sat across from me, and Amparo jumped atop my lap and snuggled close. I kept quiet throughout dinner, just happy to listen as the others talked, and softly stroke Amparo. I wasn’t really up for socialising. Ever since Xander left my lack of sleep had grown worse, and Scarlet refused to speak to me. I was growing weaker by the day, and it was taking a toll on my daily life. I was not hungry either. All I wanted to do was get back to my books and solve these dreams. I excused myself from the table, depositing Amparo on my vacated seat, giving my dad a kiss on the head before I left and made my way back to the library, hoping that soon I would find an answer.