Chapter 22 The Whirlwind

Anna Marie

When Lucas asked her to dress warmly because she will be riding him tonight --she had imagined herself perched on his scaley dragon's back and him flying above the clouds, under the moonlight.

Romantic, right?

Yes. If the expectation was met with reality.

She was riding his back alright, only he was running like the wind in the forest separating his estate from Xander's. Hate to imagine the state of her brown locks when they arrived at his mansion. She swore she will strangle him if she found out her hair was beyond redemption.

And how could he carry her without breaking a sweat? These supernatural creatures had amazed her since day one. Well, except the villains. She shuddered at the thought of Zachary.

"You okay there, sweetheart?" Lucas's deep rumble was carried by the wind.

"Doing swell dandy fine," she muttered. Disgruntled. He chuckled. And she could feel the vibrations on the front of her body, creating havoc to her sensitize senses.

"Almost there, Rie." He promised.

Rie's eyes widened at the sight before her. He had rounded an inviting lake behind his magnificent home. "This is all yours, sweetheart."

Lucas had slowed his pace and he halted before a clearing. She slowly slipped down his muscled back and they walk hand and hand towards the frontcourt.

Her eyes couldn't grow any bigger as it was and her jaw dropped at what lay in grandeur before her. They had passed a lot of houses on the way here. Most probably belonging to his kingdom's people. This magnificently structured mansion was at its center. A leader's hearth. A home.

Feeling him move behind her --his arms slip around her waist; she rested her back on his hard and warm frame with a contented sigh.

"This is your home." No question.

"It's ours. We will fill this house with running little feet someday. Soon." He murmured. His lips on her disheveled hair. "I need to show you something. Before that..."

She gasped when her eyes were blindfolded by a thick black scarf. "Lucas," suddenly uncertain.

"Trust me?" His usual deep voice was filled with emotion. Not being able to see, alone and helpless in a new place should have freaked her out.

"I trust you," she answered in a confident voice -- and ended up squealing and giggling when he carried her effortlessly in his arms.

Gripping his neck --her cheek pressed on his thudding heart --she decided to tell him something important tonight. He deserved to know.

It was so silent. Peaceful. With only the sounds of the nocturnal animals serenading them tonight. "Where is Indali?"

"Esmeralda has her. She needs to train." And she lost another sous chef. This one for a good cause.

"Your brothers and their mates?" She couldn't believe they had the house to themselves.

"They have their own homes." Hmmm, she liked it. They could explore more.

"And where are you taking me again?"

"Nice try, sweetheart. We're almost there." She could hear some scuffles and heels of his leather shoes hitting the marbled floor.

Another latch of a well-oiled door opened. She cocked her head away from his chest, trying to listen. Her breaths had grown heavy with anticipation.

Lucas placed her gently on her feet. She swayed, a bit wobbly --he tightened his hold on her arm to steady her.

"Luc," she whispered. His warmth left her all of a sudden and she felt anxiety filled her --only for a few seconds.

She trusted her mate. Implicitly. No harm will befall her, especially when in his care.

"You can remove your blindfold, my Argetlam." Why was his deep voice...

Rie removed her blindfold and gasped.

Lucas, the powerful Dragon King was on his knees before her, on his palm an old velvet box with a sparkling yellow diamond ring surrounded with flawless glinting diamonds.

She was absolutely speechless. Her eyes filled with tears. She didn't think he would go this far to please her.

The room he had taken her was magical and he was down on his knees. Surrendering to her. To fate.

"Rie," Lucas finally broke the silence. "You deserve the best in the world. You deserved to be worship. You deserved to be cared for. You deserved to be loved." She watched him took a shaky breath. "And I love you, Anna Marie. More than my life. You are my heart. My soul. The rider of my beast. You are my future. Please say you will be my Argetlam. My mate. For eternity."

She was openly crying from his confession. She loved him too. Going down to embrace him, she miscalculated and ended up on top of him. Giggling despite her tears.

"Little chef?" Uncertainty laced his voice.

She looked down at his panicked expression and smiled gloriously. "I love you so so much, Lucas. And yes, I will be your Dragon Queen, your Argetlam."

Lucas smiled in relief. With trembling fingers, he reached for her left hand and slid the glamourous, most probably ancient ring on her finger. "This looks beautiful on you, sweetheart."

"Yes, it does." She was gazing at the diamonds glittering from the many candlelights in the elegant room. It was then she noticed the exquisite decor.

A sumptuous feast was prepared in one corner and the carpeted floor was covered with rose petals. Because of their current position, Lucas was lying on a soft bed made of flower petals. He smelled of it too.

He plucked some of them from her hair while still gazing at her in wonder.

"Let's eat before we go back, sweetheart. You must be hungry." Lucas murmured in a husky voice.

Anna Marie knew what she wanted. "Yes, I'm hungry. For you." Not waiting for a response, she leaned down and kissed him. Pressing her lips firmly to his.

Lucas groaned and met her. Returning the gesture with hunger. Rie responded eagerly, parting her lips to receive his hot tongue, dwelling, and exploring. He growled and deepen the kiss.

In a fluid motion, she found herself flat on her back, comfortably surrounded by crushed petals. Wrapping her arms more firmly on his neck, she pulled him down, wanting to feel his weight on hers.

Lucas swore, alarmed. Their lips parted momentarily. "Sweetheart," his voice was sexy and gravelly with desire.

"I'm okay, Lucas. Love me more." She implored and pulled him down again.

He resisted. Rie sighed and narrowed her eyes. "Rie, you know I couldn't resist you. We should take this slow."

"I want you. More, Lucas." Rie uttered while caressing his broad shoulders and bulging muscles. It was a heady sensation to feel him tremble from her touch.

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Growling savagely, he bent and paid homage on her parted lips. This time their kiss was bordering on incendiary. He thoroughly explored her mouth, sucking her tongue, his mimicking what he wanted to do on her pussy.

Her body became more pliant, softer beneath him. Loving his weight pressing her down the velvety flowers and carpet.

Nudging her chin, Lucas transferred his attention to her neck, licking and laving her flush skin hungrily. She moaned and arched her body, closing her eyes from the unbelievable sensation, she gripped his forearms, her nails digging his flesh.

That excited Lucas even more and he began to suck her skin. Marking her.

"Lucas," she gasped for much-needed air. She felt warm all over.

He raised his head to look down at her. "More?" She nodded shyly. "You will tell me if it's too much?" She nodded again. "I want to see you, sweetheart."

With trembling fingers, she started to unbutton her coat. He stopped her. Her slumberous amber eyes flew to his, confused. "Let me."

He helped her divest of her coat and he slowly raised her long sleeve shirt, revealing her upper body. She shivered from anticipation. Knowing what his lips and hands felt on her bare skin.

Rie didn't bother to wear a pair of brassiere since she was dressed in multiple shirts to keep her warm. From her earlier decision, her breasts were unfettered. Totally bare for his pleasure.

Lucas's hazel eyes glowed even more, tracing her heaving beauties. She could feel her reddish-brown nipples hardened from his scrutiny.

"More," she encouraged.

Stifling a curse, he gripped the waistband of her pants and tugged. Button and zipper destroyed, he removed her denim together with her underwear. She laughed at his eagerness. "Your turn, my dragon."

Naked, she stretched once again on the floor's beautiful carpet and she watched him undress for her. Memorizing every sinew, every magnificent muscle. When her eyes reached his throbbing rod, she gulped.

He was big. She closed her eyes. Nothing and no one can touch her when she was with Lucas. Nothing can ruin their moment of love.

"Anna Marie," her eyes flew open from his tender touch. He was hovering above her, partially covering her body with his warmth. "I love you. Let me worship you."

"Yes." Gripping his nape, she kissed him to bring back the flames. They once more explored each other's mouths.

Rie felt Lucas massaging her side, his hand shifting back and forth, fingers lightly squeezing her sensitized skin down to her hip. Her legs parted naturally for him and he growled, accepting her invitation. His hand caressed the smooth skin of her inner thigh closer to where she needed him the most.

Seeking purchase, her hands flattened on his back, his skin warm and his muscles rippled from her touch.

She felt his heated gaze on her breasts, she arched her back.

Lucas raised his head, with one hand he cupped and fondle her firm mound, molding her pliant flesh. When his mouth descended and licked her pebbled nipples, she cried out. God! It was so good.

Attuned to her wants, he opened his mouth and sucked hungrily at the same time his long digits reached her wet pussy lips.

"Lucas, my love. Oh, God!"

He moaned while sucking her nipples, which only added to the sweet sensation. Going from one to the other, making sure he gave her the most pleasure.

"So beautiful," he murmured appreciatively on her skin.

Rie sighed. He continued to worship her swollen mounds, hands, and lips caressing and molding. He tweaked her nipples, gently one time, harder the next. He brushed his thumb across them again and again, his fingers fondling her breasts. Flicking his hot tongue over and over making her whimper in need.

Leaving her breast, he went to press hot kisses on her navel down to her hip bones. Nipping and laving. Leaving his marks.

Dipping his head further down, she watched, daze as he nuzzled his face on her soft and moist netherlips.

She sobbed, embarrassed that she was so wet down there. "Lucas, "

"Shhh, let me love you with my mouth." Oh, God!

His strong hands parted her thighs wider, exposing her to his hunger. His fingers parted her moist lips and he swiped his fleshy tongue to taste her.

Head thrashing, she tried to pull his head away but he only held her tighter.

"You're so delicious, sweetheart," he breathed and looked up, his fingertips rolling on her juices.

She couldn't take any more of this. Too aroused. She wanted to feel what he did to her before. "Lucas, please."

"Yes. I am going to please you until you come on my lips, on my tongue." And he went back to her pussy to do just that.

Continuing to gaze down to what he was doing her willing body, he licked her pussy, again and again, swiping his tongue up and down along her slit, relishing the taste of her. He paused at her opening, testing pressing and pressing gently. He lapped at her clit, making the flesh swell.

Rie felt she was crashing down to earth, one more flick on his tongue, just one more. She groaned his name and her body bowed. Arching from the floor at the intensity of her orgasm. Her thighs locking his face on her spasming pussy.

He moaned and continued to lap at her juices. Rubbing his face all over her skin.

"Lucas, please. I need you inside me." She moaned.

Shocked, he raised his face to look at her. "Not until after our mating ceremony." He rasped. His glowing eyes an indication of his beast liking the idea.

"This is our mating ceremony. Make me yours. Mark me." Rie needed this. She wanted to be his in all ways. Starting tonight.

"Anna Maria, you know I can't resist you. Do you know what you are saying?" Despite his words, his body now covered hers. His pulsing cock nestled on her swollen labia.

She nodded. "Yes. Make me yours."

"Sweetheart, you are mine forever after this." He kissed her as his life depended on it.

Rie responded and held him tightly. Her small hands explored his back, caressing his skin down to his firm buttocks.

His thick cock ground down, their crotches meshing, his rigid manhood pleasuring her pussy. Holding himself up with one hand, she watched, wide-eyed, he reached between them to take himself in hand.

Why can't he be a bit smaller? "You will fit, right?"

He dropped his forehead on her hair and chuckled huskily. "It will hurt the first time, Rie."

"I know." She breathed and kissed his temple. "I trust you."

Guiding his cock to her he lowered his narrow hips and set the bulbous tip between her glistening wet lips.

She felt him searched her opening and set the tip against it. When he applied a bit of pressure. Her walls parted, only just, allowing the broad tip to enter partially.

She might have been wet but she only had his finger inside her. She knew she was extremely tight, so much so that Lucas could only get a couple of inches into her.

"Oh God," he groaned. "Are you okay, sweetheart?"

She nodded. Unsure. He applied more pressure and a couple of inches went in. Rie could feel her untried walls hugging him so snugly.

He stopped. Completely. "Lucas, my love?" She called out. Alarmed.

"Shhh, I'm here, Rie. This will hurt a bit." With those words, he took her air and kissed her at the same time he drove his hips deeper.

She cried out from the sting and clutch him to her. Her legs wrapped around him. Unwilling to let go. It might hurt if she moved.

Giving her time to adjust, he peppered kisses on her face, her neck, and on her chest. Nuzzling his face on her quivering breasts. His attention on her nipples once more.

He gazed down at her, Rie met his glowing eyes. She felt him pull back a little and he pressed forward again. This time he got a couple more inches of himself inside her before her tightness stopped him. His hands braced above her to avoid crushing her small body.

Her one hand left her side to reach up and grabbed his broad shoulder.

He pulled back again, careful to stop with his cockhead still in her wetness. Pressing forward he slid a little more of himself into her. The next time he pulled back and pressed forward his entire length slid deep inside her sex making her cry out.

She was so full of him. It felt like he was nudging her heart. Not to mention she was stretched to the limits.

And she felt him throbbing deep inside her. It was so erotic and she squeezed him instinctively.

"Fuck, don't do that, sweetheart. We have to go slow." He gritted through his teeth.

"It doesn't hurt anymore." She encouraged and she began to experiment and moved her hips.

He grunted and his body met hers. Thus, their dance of love began.

She moaned deeply. Grinding against her, he leaned down and kissed her, pressing his lips firmly to hers. She responded eagerly, parting her lips to allow his tongue to delve into her mouth, raising her tongue to swirl with his.

He ground himself against her and she reveled at the feel of his manhood giving her pleasure. Hitting a spot deep inside her. Continuing to kiss her, she watched as he extracted inches of himself from her velvety folds. Then he slowly sank back into her, grinding his crotch to hers again.

Following his rhythm, she moved her hips as he slowly pulled back and slip forward, meeting him.

They began to move methodically. He was pumping his shaft in and out of her sex while kissing her again and again. As his measured pace gradually increased her hips started to hump in matching rhythm, rising to meet his deliberate thrusts.

Gasping and growling he broke the kiss and gaze down on her. "You are so beautiful, Anna Marie."

To her surprise, she watched him transform, he was shifting. His body sweaty from their lovemaking glowed. Golden light enveloped them. Leathery wings embraced her, she wrapped her arms and legs around him and he thrust deeper still making her groan with pleasure. "Lucas, my king."

"Come for me, my queen." His voice became deeper. His facial features were more defined.

Anna Marie felt like she was floating, the sensation was too heady combined with her nearing orgasm she felt like screaming.

His hips became a blur, thrusting with precision. The swollen head nudging her womb, her wet walls contracted on his thick shaft and when he bent to pierce the skin above her heart, she came screaming his name.

Head thrown back, her juices coated his rod. At the end of his control, he growled his pleasure and shoved every inch of his cock inside her.

Rie came once again as he filled her with his seed. He lunged back and forth. Thrusting shallowly until he had given her his all.

She whispered his name reverently. Holding him to her trembling body.

Sweet exhaustion filled her. She was now completely his. And he was hers.

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