The Dragon King's Bride

The Night is Young

By the time Draxus had returned to their shared chambers, he then found the room to be much darker than it was before.

With only a few lit candles around the room, still flickering brightly amidst the shadowed darkness.

And of course, the large fireplace roaring loudly on the far side of the large room.

His bright amber eyes keenly searched for his new wife amongst those darkened shadows, until they finally located her hourglass figure tucked in beneath the large fur blankets laid out across the bed.

It appeared that she was already asleep.

As he moved in closer to get a better view of her, he could see that she was lying on her side with her eyes closed and her long golden hair splayed out beneath her head.

The brown fur blanket was up over her waist and her arms rested gently in beside her face.

As he watched her for a while in silence, her curvaceous side would slowly rise and fall with each of her calm breaths.

This was now his now most-prized possession… his wife, slumbering so sweetly before him.

She was almost too beautiful to wake...

Almost.

Lillian woke to a tickling sensation running down her arm.

Slowly blinking her eyes open and allowing for her vision to adjust to the dimly lit surroundings of the room, she immediately froze when she caught sight of Draxus standing at the foot of the bed.

Sucking in a sharp breath as her eyes widened Lillian swallowed nervously, though she remained still and in place. Unmoving.

Perhaps if she stayed still her husband might think she was still sleeping and would leave her alone.

All she had to do was play asleep.

Closing her eyes, Lillian focused on keeping her breaths slow and calm, though her heart would have easily given her away if Draxus were able to hear it.

Thudding loudly, she could hear the rhythm of her heartbeat drumming over and over within her head as she kept her eyes closed and tried not to move her face at all.

Draxus chuckled darkly at her attempts to try and evade him.

“I know you’re awake…”

He mused loud enough for her to hear his taunting words.

And before she could prevent it from happening, a frown graced her face. One of obvious discomfort and concern.

“Your husband has returned and craves your touch, my Queen.” he added, slipping his robe off and allowing it to pool around his muscular ankles.

“Would you dare to deny me twice in one night?”

Before she could try and think of a possible way out of this uncomfortable situation, the King began climbing up onto the bed to join her.

And moving to hover over her with both his muscular arms trapping her in, he gently pulled at her hip, rolling her body back over to instead lay on her back, facing upwards so that their eyes could now meet.

And by now, Lillian’s eyes had flicked open. They were quite wide and staring directly into his pleadingly as her lips began to tremble anxiously.

“Draxus…”

He grinned at the beautiful woman he now had splayed out beneath him, in all her innocence and beauty.

“The night is young... and I’ve been craving the taste of your lips.” Draxus spoke.

His voice was low and husky as he lowered his mouth to hers, initiating a slowly sensual kiss between them.

Not only could she smell the liquor on his breath, but also taste it on his tongue as it danced about inside of her mouth, dominating to claim hers.

And for a brief moment, she thought she might actually be enjoying it…

Suddenly pulling her mouth away from his, the young queen spoke up to him in desperation, though her eyes could not quite meet his for some reason.

“What are you doing?”

Lillian’s newest expression was one of terror now as she questioned him.

“Please-”

“-Calm yourself… you have nothing to fear from me.”

Draxus spoke soothingly, reaching out his large hand and brushing away a strand of her long blonde hair from the top of her head.

The sensation of his touch had caused her skin to ignite with sparks of electricity and excitement all at once.

“I would never think to hurt you.” he added.

Lillian’s brows furrowed with a mixture of confusion and disbelief after hearing his last statement spoken aloud.

How could she possibly believe such words?

After all, Lillian was not a fool.

Not to mention that over the years the former princess had heard many rumours and horrific tales of the terrifying Southern ruler.

A man many brave warriors had feared going up against.

A man who took what he wanted when he wanted it.

Tales of the many battles that he and his vast army had fought in and of the countless lives he alone was responsible for having taken.

So, how could she possibly believe him?

This man that she hardly knew.

This man she had been forced to marry against her will.

To put it quite simply, she truly feared her new husband.

Now frozen in place and far too afraid to move or say anything in response, Lillian merely stared up into his now glowing amber eyes.

They were like two bright flames hovering right above her face.

Her chest heaved in and out with each of her panicked breaths as she wondered what such a terrifying monster might do to her right now.

Would he go back on his word and hurt her if she refused his advances here and now?

And more concerningly, would he then choose to take her by force?

As she recalled, the last time they had been intimate with one another in the pool had hurt only slightly… but being forced to do something like that?

She assumed it would be incredibly painful at the very least.

As the two shared a brief moment of silence, Lillian could feel as her eyes welled up with fresh, warm tears. Tears that she was unable to prevent.

And at the exact moment that this had happened, Draxus’ expression suddenly changed from that of hungered lust to one of apparent concern.

He actually looked worried about her, even if only for a mere second. Right before he then frowned, growled deeply, and climbed off the bed entirely.

And as he did, Lillian seemed shocked for a minute or two.

Unable to move, she remained lying still on her back with her eyes carefully watching him as the now grumpy King grabbed his robe and quickly redressed himself.

Lillian was baffled to say the least.

What the hell had just happened?

Not long ago he was acting like some sort of crazed, lustful animal, ready to have her right then and there. And then the next minute he just suddenly stopped?

So, what had changed his mind so abruptly?

This time instead of exiting their shared room for the night, the King marched across towards the other side, seating himself in a huff in one of the comfortable chairs positioned right in front of the raging fireplace.

Leaving Lillian alone, lying in confusion and unsure of what she should do or say next.

After a couple of minutes had passed by of what appeared to be a somewhat deafening silence, Lillian finally felt the need to lift herself up from the bed and glance across the room to where Draxus was now sitting on his own.

She couldn’t quite figure this man out.

Deciding that now she was up, she would get herself something to drink, the young queen slid off the bed and began walking across the cold stone floor towards where the drinks had been left by the servants hours earlier.

Pouring herself a goblet of thick, red wine, she placed the jug back down on the table and went to lift her goblet up towards her waiting lips…

But suddenly paused as a thought entered her mind.

Biting her lip, she turned and glanced across in Draxus’ direction. To where the raging fire burned brightly. The immense flames dancing about right in front of where her husband was seated.

She could feel the tension all around her, lingering within the air from their recent exchange.

If this marriage was going to work, she might need to be a little more accommodating towards the man she would now spend the rest of her life with.

Even if that had meant doing things she didn’t really want to do at the time.

After all, according to her mother Queen Katherine, a marriage was all about give and take. About compromises and working as one.

Lowering her goblet back down onto the table, Lillian then grabbed a second goblet and began to pour the delicious wine into it, almost filling it to the brim.

With both filled goblets in hand, she turned to face in his direction and gave a long sigh. One of preparation for what she was about to do.

She would now face him.

And do her duty as his Queen.

Crossing the length of the room within the matter of mere seconds, Lillian came to stop right by his side. And as she did, her eyes caught sight of his expression.

He looked pissed.

Seated there, staring ahead into the roaring flames before them, Lillian knew that smoothing this over might not be so easy after all.

Glancing down at the goblet filled with wine she had just prepared for him, she reached it out until it was held right beside him in offering.

And the sudden movement seemed to have caught Draxus’ attention as he turned his head to the side and sighted her standing there with the goblet of wine offered to him.

Lifting his brow for a moment, he appeared sceptical of her intentions at first.

But as Lillian retaliated by lifting both her brows upwards, she spoke to give explanation.

“Here… it’s for you.”

His eyes flicked downwards to glance at the goblet for a second before they then returned to meet her gaze.

He looked curious about her… unsure.

Slowly, cautiously, the King reached out his nearest hand and accepted the drink from hers.

As the exchange of the goblet happened, their fingers brushed up against one another, sending that same electrifying feeling hurtling throughout Lillian’s body as it had once before.

‘What is this sensation I keep feeling, every time we touch?’ she wondered to herself.

“This is…”

Draxus paused, as if trying to think of what to say next before he spoke again.

“…very kind of you.”

As he began to drink the wine in his goblet, Draxus’ glowing gaze returned to the flickering flames positioned right in front of him.

And as he drank the entire goblet down in one go, Lillian stood watching in disbelief.

She had never once seen someone drink an entire goblet down in one go like that!

Exhaling loudly, Draxus held out the goblet for her to take, not bothering to turn his head and look at her as he did so.

It was as if expected that she would take it from him and get rid of it.

But Lillian was no pushover!

Rolling her eyes, she surprised him as she instead walked forwards and stood right in front of the fireplace.

Her sexy silhouette now visible to the King as he stared at her in intrigue.

This woman… this infuriating woman… she was unlike any other he had ever met before.

“I’m finished with my drink.” he announced, ensuring his words were loud enough for her to have heard him.

And although she did, Lillian remained facing the fire as she spoke her response to him. Also not bothering to turn around and face him.

“Yes, I saw that.”

Now frowning with his eyes narrowed in outrage, Draxus placed the goblet down onto the table off to the side and rose from his chair, towering with his incredible height.

Closing the space between them quickly, he came to stand right behind her before he spoke again.

This time the tone of his voice came out a lot deeper and more threatening.

“You seem to have forgotten your place, my queen.”

Sensing his arrival right behind her, not only from the radiating body heat that she felt against her back, but also from the masculine scent filling her nostrils, Lillian scoffed.

“My place?”

With a deep growl, Draxus reached out, swiftly grasping her left shoulder and spinning her around to face him as he stood looming over her with his piercing amber eyes.

“Be careful, Lillian…” he warned calmly.

“This game you’re playing. It can get quite dangerous, should you continue to play with me.”

Expecting that she would suddenly cower and begin apologising to him like most other women he came across would in this situation, Draxus waited for her to respond accordingly.

He did not, however, expect the response that he actually got from her.

With a fierce glare right back at the mighty Dragon King, his queen held her ground, standing up to him as she responded with surprising confidence and an apparent lack of fear.

“You don’t scare me, Dragon King.” she announced, stepping forward and getting up into his face as she spoke again.

“And I’ll play whatever game I wish… whenever I wish.”

With that she turned and went to walk away from him.

A true form of disrespect if there ever was one!

Unfortunately for her, Draxus was having none of it.

Before she could even take her second step away, her husband had suddenly lunged at her.

Grasping his wife by both her shoulders, he forced her up against a stone wall at the side of the fireplace.

Trapping her head between both of his bulky arms which were slammed hard into the wall on either side, Lillian was forced to merely stand there and glare back at him defiantly.

Though her heart might have given her away somewhat.

On the outside, she looked fierce. Confident and unwavering.

But on the inside, she was basically shitting herself!

“You would do wisely to think before you speak to me again, my Queen.” Draxus announced with a strict expression upon his face.

“I wouldn’t want to have to punish you for having such a lose tongue.”

As he spoke his words of warning, Lillian’s emerald-green eyes flicked to either side of her, checking and noticing that she was in fact boxed in by his arms. There was nowhere for her to go right now.

“You speak of punishing me…” she spoke with a confused frown.

“But not that long ago you also said that you wouldn’t harm me… was that nothing but a lie?”

Pushing his face in closer, so that their noses were almost touching now, Draxus hissed his next words directly into her mouth.

His thick, minty breath felt warm across her face as he spoke through gritted teeth.

“Careful, my love… push me and find out.”

Something was stirring within her. From somewhere deep down, in a place that Lillian had never really known even existed until now.

A deep, raw feeling of heated passion.

Of sinful lust.

And she hated herself for feeling this way for a tyrant.

But as hard as she tried, she couldn’t quite manage to shake it. Something was drawing her closer towards Draxus.

Something she couldn’t even begin to explain.

Instead of wanting to punch him in the face as she had felt mere minutes earlier, she now found herself reminiscing about how it felt to have his hands roaming freely all over her soft skin.

To have his wet lips and hot mouth on hers and his moist tongue busily exploring with hers, deep within her mouth.

And finally, how it felt when he thrust his massive member deep inside her, claiming her as his own…

Such thoughts were sending her core into overdrive as it felt as if it were now on fire.

Her entire body was pulsing for his.

She couldn’t escape it any longer…

Lillian needed to feel her husband’s touch.

And before she knew what she was doing, her body acted upon its own will.

Sending her lunging forwards and capturing his mouth with her own in a passionate and needy kiss.

One that at first had even surprised the Dragon King!

But as he lowered his defences, he found himself doing exactly the same thing as Lillian.

His body also reacting in such a needy and desperate way towards the woman who was currently kissing him.

As their mouths lapped at one another, over and over, with their paired tongues wrestling for dominance over the other, Draxus acted upon instinct, allowing his body to take over completely as he continued their kiss.

And Lillian allowed him to tear senselessly at her white nightgown, freeing and also exposing her naked body to him, beside the raging fireplace.

Beside the flames, their skin appeared to come alive as both were finally standing naked wrapped in one another’s arms as their kiss only intensified in need.

Lillian could feel her husband’s already rock-hard c**k pressing at her stomach as he pulled her in closer with each of their kisses.

Not that she thought anything of it.

She honestly couldn’t think right now, even if she tried to.

Her body had taken her over completely. All sense of right or wrong had gone straight out the window as her sinful lust consumed her.

And Draxus happily helped her out with that.

Laying her down on top of the fur rug that lay beneath their feet, Draxus climbed up on top of her, using his lips and tongue to explore her body from her mouth, down the side of her neck, down over both her exposed breasts and then even further downwards.

And as he did so, Lillian found herself lost in extasy.

Closing her eyes and tossing her head back as she focused on the sensations he was pulling from her now, Lillian continued to moan uncontrollably as Draxus finally reached her heated mound.

As soon as he latched his moist lips over her sensitive bud, Lillian’s eyes shot wide open as she cried out in delight from the unfamiliar sensation.

“Oh, god!”

And chuckling against her skin, Draxus continued to feast upon her most sensitive area, using his mouth and tongue to tantalise and tease her into insanity.

Lifting his long finger up, he slid it around over her throbbing mound for a bit, lubing it up for what he had intended on doing with it next.

Then, slowly sliding it into position, he focused on sucking on Lillian’s c**t as he penetrated her p***y with his coated finger.

“UHH!”

Lillian moaned loudly as her back arched and her entire body began to shake.

“f**k! Draxus…”

And as he continued to eat away at her p***y, the King began thrusting his large finger in and out of her, over and over.

Slowly at first, so as to allow her the chance to get a comfortable feel for what he wanted to eventually do.

And then his speed increased, until he was basically finger f*****g her senselessly.

Lillian’s body writhed with obscene pleasure as she felt his finger going in and out, over and over again, with no sense of control over it whatsoever.

It was unlike anything she had ever experienced in her entire life.

And the sensations she was receiving from his mouth alone… euphoric!

Then she began to feel herself climbing higher and higher with excitement.

Lillian was about to have a powerful orgasm.

“I… I can’t… I…” she tried speaking, but her head was swimming.

And recognising how close she was by now, Draxus did something unexpected…

He added a second finger.

“DRAXUS! I… UHHHH…”

She suddenly let out a loud cry as her climax crashed down upon her like a gigantic wave.

It was a mixture of confusion, euphoria and something otherworldly to the young queen as she rode his two fingers until her orgasm had ended.

And as she lay there panting heavily beneath him, the King suddenly rose, moving himself back over the top of her and supporting himself above her with his two strong arms at either side of her chest.

Reaching down for a second, he positioned his rock-hard c**k at her dripping wet entrance and then rebalanced himself before entering her with one solid thrust.

“UHHH!”

She cried out in surprise and delight. Her eyes furrowed as she looked up at him.

And Draxus didn’t speak a word in response.

He didn’t need to.

His c**k was doing all the talking right then and there.

Sliding his massive length back out of her, he then thrust all the way back in again, causing Lillian to gasp at the force of such a tight fit.

“f**k, you’re tight…”

Draxus moaned as he began keeping up with a regular rhythm, pounding into her slowly at first.

“So f*****g perfect.”

And as Lillian began to focus more on the pleasure she was now experiencing, she found her arms snaking up over the back of his broad, muscular shoulders.

They wrapped themselves around him, holding her King in place as he continued to f**k her.

And soon enough, the Dragon King was approaching his own climax.

He felt as the incredible feeling built and built and built, until he could no longer keep it at bay.

With several final thrusts his orgasm hit him hard.

The King felt as he unleashed his hot seed deep within his queen and an animalistic grunt escaped his mouth while he closed his eyes tightly shut and tossed his head back.

“FUUUUCK!”

Lillian too felt as he came inside her, the oddly satisfying feeling overcoming her as she too felt herself hit a second climax right afterwards.

“Draxus!” she cried out.

As the couple lay entangled with one another upon the fur rug, positioned right beside the roaring fireplace, the sound of their breaths and hearts thudding deep within their chests was all that could be heard.

Lifting his head up, the King glanced down at Lillian for a moment. Just to check that she was alright.

And after inspecting her, it appeared that she was more than ok.

As their eyes met for a brief moment, he could have sworn he felt something new.

A feeling that he had never yet experienced before in his lifetime.

But what was the feeling?

He had no idea.

With one last pant he climbed off her and grabbed his robe, redressing himself once more. And Lillian followed suit, reaching for her dress only to find it torn and no longer usable.

Frowning, she sat staring down at it for a while before she noticed Draxus’ hand reaching out for her.

Looking up at him, she seemed confused by this sudden gesture.

“Come, we should both get some sleep before we depart tomorrow morning.” Draxus announced.

“It will be a long day tomorrow.”

Reaching out for his hand, he hoisted her up onto her own two feet with ease, surprising her at the same time.

In an effort to try and cover her more private areas, Lillian held the torn gown over herself as she pursed her lips together nervously and headed for the closet where new gowns could be found.

But as she reached for one the sound of his voice caused her to freeze.

“What are you doing?” he questioned from where he now was, climbing in underneath the bed’s blankets.

Turning to face him, Lillian gave him a puzzled expression as she responded to his query.

“I’m getting a nightgown to sleep in...”

She lifted her torn one up as she went on to explain.

“You tore my other one, remember?”

Draxus merely scoffed, shaking his head.

“No, no, no… did you not hear me?” he interjected.

“I said come to bed.”

Confused, Lillian frowned as she spoke to argue the point.

“But my nightgown-”

“-I said… come… to… bed…”

The King made his command with a stern tone to his voice now.

“Besides, you won’t be needing nightgowns anymore.”

“I’m sorry, what?” Lillian questioned.

Draxus sighed, rolling onto his back as he went on to explain what he had meant with a little more detail than earlier on.

“I prefer to sleep without any clothing. It’s far more comfortable…” he announced rather casually.

“…if you share my bed, you will abide by my rules. Is this understood?”

“You can't be serious!” Lillian argued.

But a mere glance from Draxus told her everything she needed to know as she met his fiery glance.

He was not kidding!

Outraged, Lillian wanted more than anything to challenge such a ludicrous suggestion as sleeping in the nude.

But the truth was that she was extremely tired and just wanted to get some rest before the new morning had approached.

Perhaps she could continue arguing the point another night.

Dropping the torn gown to the floor, the young queen made her way across towards the waiting bed, with her new husband now lying down on it.

The thick fur blanket covering it was resting over his hips and covered his bottom half, rendering his top half for her to see.

Fighting back the need to scan his incredible body with her eyes, Lillian simply climbed on into the bed and got in underneath the covers.

She made sure to tuck herself in with the blanket up around her chin so that her nude body was hidden from view.

It didn’t take Draxus too long to fall asleep and Lillian soon found herself succumbing to the need to rest.

Closing her eyes and letting out a great sigh of relief, Lillian rolled over and snuggled into her soft, fluffy pillow until she was comfortable.

Moments later, the young queen was then drifting off into a deep and relaxing slumber.

Lillian didn’t know it yet, but there were only a few hours until the sun was due to rise, and she would need as much sleep as she could get for their journey tomorrow morning.

The next few days were going to be non-stop for the new queen…

Whether she liked it or not.