Moving In 🌶🌶🌶

ZAYDA

~“Fucking a dragon…”~

Maddie’s words bounced around my head like it was an echo chamber. I couldn’t understand why she would say such an idiotic, immature thing.

Of course Xythor wasn’t a dragon. I would’ve noticed if he’d exhibited the characteristics—scales, tail, or wings.

Maddie really knew how to get under a person’s skin, and yet again, she’d succeeded.

Because part of what she said was true.

I didn’t know Xythor as well as I wanted to. He had a way of charming his way out of the stickiest questions.

I wasn’t mad at him for it, but if we were going to have a healthy relationship, there needed to be some give and take.

I hoped he would be willing to give more than I expected.

I’d left the apartment in a huff. I couldn’t go deal with Maddie. Not now, anyway.

Even good friends need a break sometimes.

I walked the steps to Xythor’s building and pressed his buzzer.

“Hello?” his deep voice called out from the box.

“Hey, baby, it’s me,” I replied.

The door buzzed, and I pushed my way inside.

I took the elevator up to his apartment and found him waiting in the open doorway.

He took me in his arms and kissed me as he spun circles. I couldn’t help but giggle from the exaltation.

We moved to the couch where an open book about meditation revealed what he had been doing moments before my arrival.

No TV. Barely any music. Mostly reading and relaxing.

Just the way I liked it.

“Did I interrupt you?” I asked, nodding to the book. “I don’t mean to be a nuisance.”

“No way," he said, smiling. “How could the best part of my day ever be a nuisance?”

I blushed at his words. He always knew how to make me feel so special and wanted.

I leaned forward and gave him another kiss. He leaned back, allowing me to climb on top of him.

My fingers entwined in his long, curly hair. I felt his hands reach around and clasp my ass, pulling me closer.

We kissed for what seemed like an eternity—lost in the taste of each other’s tongues.

I’d never had a relationship like this before. He was willing to let me lead every time we had sex and never seemed in a rush to make things happen.

I pulled his shirt over his head and saw his muscles ripple in the soft sunlight shining through the window.

He was a magnificent specimen of man. My lips moved down his neck and kissed his chiseled chest. My fingers ran along his abs; I was mad with desire.

I unbuttoned his pants and pulled down the zipper. His eyes were focused on the movement of my fingers, so I paused and took off my shirt.

Xythor’s large hands reached around to the strap on the back and within seconds had unhooked my bra. His large but gentle hands cupped my breasts, sending shivers up and down my spine.

I couldn’t take any more. I kicked off my shorts and underwear and ripped off his jeans.

His throbbing cock was already standing at full mast. I grasped it with both hands and kissed the tip.

He moaned, and it made me wet just hearing his pleasure.

I crawled up his body until I was positioned directly above his dick. Gently, I lowered myself until I had taken every inch of him inside.

~Holy shit!~

The feeling was otherworldly. He had only been in for a few moments, and I was practically gushing.

Xythor kissed my neck and massaged my nipples with his fingers, sending me into spasms of euphoria.

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered sweetly into my ear.

I moaned as my hips moved back and forth slowly, not wanting him to finish. If I could, I would make these moments last forever.

I felt my pussy contract as I came on top of his cock. I wanted to soak him with my juices, to let him know this was how he always made me feel.

My hips moved faster, causing the couch to scoot around the room. I would fuck him so hard that the couch legs would mark up his wooden floors.

It would mark my territory and stake my claim to this hunk of a man.

He wrapped his arms around my torso and held me tight to his body, sending another wave of shivers through my body.

I stopped moving and simply let him go to work as his hips thrust up and down, fucking me from beneath while I came from on top.

“God, baby, you’re so fucking perfect,” he stammered.

I came again as he held me in place, his cock fucking my pussy into submission.

My eyes began to water. I couldn’t hold back my feelings any longer. I was in pure ecstasy. Xythor moaned one last time as he released his seed inside me.

I hugged him as he continued to cum, feeling every warm stream erupt from his trembling cock.

***

“She said what?” Xythor asked, confused.

“She said you were...a dragon,” I chuckled, unable to say it with a straight face.

I watched Xythor’s eyes flutter in hesitation and couldn’t believe what I was seeing. He was always so straightforward and sure—he never seemed at a loss for words.

My eyebrows arched in wonder. He noticed my expression and shook his head, trying to recover.

“That’s definitely an interesting accusation,” he said.

I ran my fingers through his chest hair as I laid on top of him. We hadn't moved from the couch since our extraordinary lovemaking session, and if all went accordingly, we might not leave for a few ~more~ hours…

But things were starting to get very intriguing.

You're not denying it, I said, tugging on his chest hair.

He yelped in pain before his fingers went right to my weakness—my sides—and tickled me until I couldn’t breathe.

“Do I really seem like a dragon?” he asked.

“That’s a loaded question,” I answered. “Even Loch and Hael don’t seem like dragons until...well, until they do.”

It was hard to explain, but Xythor nodded his head, seeming to understand.

“But you would tell me, wouldn’t you?” I asked. “I mean, you’ve never lied to me before.”

He looked at me with those puppy dog eyes, and my heart melted.

“In that case,” he said, uncertain, “I guess I should tell you...”

My jaw dropped before he even uttered the next words.

“I am a dragon. But it’s not what you think!”

~Not what I think?! What else could I think?~

“I’m not like Loch and Hael in any way,” he continued quickly. “And all that rage they have—I counter that with everything I do...meditation, healthy eating, exercise that helps me keep the edge off.”

I jumped off the couch and tried to back away. He was up in an instant, holding my hands in his.

“I was going to tell you, I just never found the right time,” he said. “But I don’t want you to go. I don’t want this to affect the relationship we have.”

I shook my head, unsure of how to react. Before I could speak, his finger was pressed against my lips, asking me to stay quiet.

“Don’t leave,” Xythor pleaded. “Take a break from Maddie and the others. Move in with me.”

I gasped.

“You really mean that?”

Xythor nodded. “I mean every word. I’ve never felt this way about another person before. There’s something about you that’s so...special.”

At that moment, I decided that I didn’t care if Xythor was a dragon. I loved him, and I’d accept him no matter what.

Without waiting another moment, I launched into his arms and gave him the biggest hug I could muster.

“Yes,” I said, suddenly sure of what I wanted. “Yes, I’ll move in with you.”

MADDIE

“We’re not going to lie,” Aneurin said. “Things have been pretty fucking weird since the other day.”

Dane nodded his head enthusiastically in agreement.

I’d decided to forgo selling any overhead today and met up to hang with our best customers instead.

They were a bit reluctant to share anything at first, but within a few minutes they’d opened up.

“I’ve been having some messed up dreams the last few nights," Dane said. "They feel like dreams, but I can't be certain.”

“Sure it’s not the overhead talking?” I said jokingly, trying to ease any tension.

“I haven’t used it,” Dane admitted.

“Neither of us has,” Aneurin said.

“What are your dreams?” I asked.

I didn't want to press too hard, but I wanted answers.

They looked at each other with half smirks on their faces.

“Dragons,” they said simultaneously. “We’ve been dreaming about transforming into dragons.”

I nodded my head, not the least bit surprised.

“Well, I don’t really think those are dreams,” I said. “I think you’ve been having visions of your true powers.”

“Powers?” asked Dane.

“You think we have some kind of magic?” added Aneurin.

“I don't think. I know. When you passed out the other day, it was because of my singing,” I replied. “It’s happened before. With two other dragon brothers I know.”

They were definitely shell-shocked, but not completely blown away. The last few days must have opened them up to the possibility of something supernatural inside of them.

“I think the fact that you’re not taking the overhead is enhancing the visions,” I continued. “The drug might be deadening your senses. I know this is weird for you to hear from your dealer—but you might need to stop using.”

They nodded their heads in agreement.

“Speaking of overhead,” a deep voice said brusquely, “I think it’s best you hand over everything you’ve got.”

~What the fuck is it with me and getting held up? Is there a sign on my back?~

“I don’t have any on me, dumbass,” I said.

I turned around to find a gun pointed right in my face. The scumbag holding it had a face riddled with pockmarks and a mess of greasy facial hair.

My heartbeat kicked into double-time, but I took a deep breath and tried my best to relax.

Freaking out wouldn’t help anything in a moment like this….

“Do you really want to do this?” I asked. “There are easier ways to get a fix.”

The guy stepped forward and hit me in the stomach, dropping me to my knees.

“Enough small talk, little bitch,” he growled.

Dane and Aneurin stood up, their shadows dwarfing nearly everything in the entire alley.

I didn’t know how, but I could sense their anger before they made any movement.

“Don’t try it!” the man shouted. “I’ll shoot!”

But they were too fast. Before he could even scream, they had disarmed and knocked him to the ground.

I struggled to catch my breath but couldn’t take my eyes from the sight. Something was happening—they were almost doubled in size!

Dane grabbed the man’s arm and bit down, ripping into his coat and pulling away with a chunk of flesh and blood.

Aneurin wasted no time and went right for his neck. I could hear the crunch of the man’s esophagus, and the rush of air that escaped the gaping hole as he tried to scream.

They stumbled away from the bloody, writhing body. Aneurin grabbed Dane’s jacket and nudged his brother back in the direction from which they’d come. Before I’d sufficiently caught my breath, they’d taken off down the street and disappeared around the corner.

~Fuck. That escalated quickly.~

It looked as if Dane and Aneurin were already starting to access their dragon powers.

The Skeleton Quarter just got ~a lot~ more dangerous.