Healed by the Dragon: Boxed Set (Parts #1-4) Page 11

He and I want the same thing—to mate. We will wear down your stubbornness, or drive you crazy trying.

  Looking back into Finn’s eyes, she stated, “Look but do not touch. You try and I will shift and fly away.”

  “That was the wrong thing to say, lass. I’m itching to chase you in dragon form.”

  Fuck. His heated gaze made her entire body tingle. She wouldn’t be surprised if she looked down and saw her skin had turned red.

  Clearing her throat, she tried to sound stern but failed. “Have a look, but pity me, Finlay Stewart, and I’ll never forgive you.”

  Without a word, Finn closed the gap between them until he was standing a mere foot away. She watched his eyes as they looked at her neck, then her shoulder. When he was finally staring at her breasts, her nipples tingled as if he had touched her.

  If he was repulsed at the burn mark at the edge of her right breast, he didn’t show it.

  Her dragon huffed. You could cover your body in mud and he would still think you beautiful. He likes our spirit, Ara. You should reward him for that.

  Finn moved to get a better look at her right side and she held her breath. The gnarled, healed tissue appeared in patches rather than a straight line. When she’d been set on fire, only parts of her clothes had burned the whole way through before the hunters had doused the fire. They’d been keen to torture her and break her, not kill her.

  “Arabella.” She looked up and he poked her belly. “Tag, you’re it.”

  Then he jogged to the far side of the clearing, shucked his clothes, and simply said, “Catch me and I’ll reward you,” before shifting into a giant, golden dragon. The faint sunlight streaming through the clouds glinted off his hide as he jumped into the air and hovered just over the sheltered clearing.

  When he brought his tail in between his hind legs and waved it back and forth, she narrowed her eyes. The bastard was taunting her.

  Chase him. If you allow me, I’ll teach him a lesson.

  You’ll just flirt.

  That, too. But do you really want him to fly away? If he leaves, he may give up on us and we might never see him again.

  For all the dragonman stoked her temper, the thought of never seeing Finn again, let alone smiling at one of his corny lines, made her stomach drop. She’d never felt more alive than she had over the last two days.

  And not just because of the true mate pull. From day one, Finlay Stewart had made her forget her past whenever she was with him. Fine, we’ll chase him. But I have a few ideas of how to trick him.

  Good. Let me out and we’ll try some of them.

  Arabella hesitated a second, but then said what the hell. Finn would never take her somewhere dangerous. Her biggest worry would be avoiding his touch once they were both back in human form.

  Since she was already naked, Arabella let her dragon half take control of her mind. As she imagined her body changing shape, she once again grew into a fourteen-foot-tall dragon. With a roar, she jumped into the air.

  Flicking his tail, Finn turned and flew away. She followed.

  He was fast, but Arabella was lighter. Focusing on her wing beats, she closed the distance between them.

  Just as she was about to catch him, Finn turned at an angle and glided downward. He was headed toward the copse of trees.

  I don’t think so.

  Use your tactic.

  The next second, Arabella pretended to strain one of her wings and fell toward the ground, flapping one wing to keep from falling too fast.

  As expected, Finn roared and dove toward her. Once he maneuvered under her supposedly injured wing, she nipped his neck and beat her wings. Taking advantage of his momentary distraction, Arabella dove toward the trees and gently landed between a few of them. Once on the ground, she shifted back to a human and hid between a group of large rocks nestled next to one of the trees.

  Soon, Finn’s golden hide descended from above about twenty feet from her hiding spot. Slowing her breath, she waited to see if he would find her.

  As her heart thumped, both human and dragon halves wondered what he would do next. After all, Finn had promised a reward.

  ~~~

  While still in dragon form, Finn scanned his surroundings for Arabella.

  His ego wasn’t overly fond of being tricked, but he appreciated her cleverness. For a lass who’d never been in the army, let alone trained as a Protector, she had a natural tactical instinct.

  His dragon grumbled. You are overly protective. I knew she was faking.

  Bullshit. You were just as worried as me.

  At his dragon’s silence, he finished his scan. He couldn’t see anything, and there were too many scents to pick out his female.

  To get a better look closer to the ground, he imagined his body shrinking back into a human. The familiar flash of pleasure and pain snapped right before he was a six-foot-three human male.

  Studying the marks on the ground, he found where Arabella had landed, but didn’t see any human footprints. He was about to turn away when he spotted the broken branch of a bush next to a rock formation. If he were trying to hide, that would be the place to do it.

  Still, he wanted to surprise the lass as payback. Turning away, he wandered to the trees on the far side until he was invisible from Arabella’s hiding spot. Having grown up in these woods, he easily made his way around the clearing in silence. Even if Arabella heard a few whispers of branches brushing against each other, she would dismiss it as nothing more than the wind.

  When he was right behind the rock formation, he could see Arabella’s back through the foot-wide opening facing him. Moving ever so slowly, he reached just to her side and brushed his fingers to tickle her.

  Arabella jumped and hit her head as she muttered, “What the hell?”

  Convinced she wasn’t gravely injured, he chuckled. “Payback’s a bitch, isn’t it?”

  Before she could reply, he walked around the rock formation to the opening on the other side and peered into her hiding place. Arabella give him the two finger salute. “That was no bloody reward, Finn. I think I cracked my skull.”

  “Stop whining and come out so I can give you your proper reward.”

  For a second, he thought Arabella would be stubborn and remain in place. Then she sighed and wiggled out of the narrow opening of her hiding spot. “It had better well be a good one, Finlay.”

  “Aye, lass, it is.” He held out his arms wide. “Me.”

  Arabella looked unconvinced. “That rather sounds like a reward for you and not me.”

  He grinned. “No, you didn’t let me finish. I’ll stand here and allow you to ogle and touch me to your heart’s content and I won’t move a muscle, except to breathe.”

  “A male who wants nothing more than to mate is going to resist a female touch? I don’t think so.”

  “For you, Arabella, even if I go mad with desire, I will resist. Judging from your slitted dragon eyes, your beast is urging you to touch me.” He leaned forward. “Oh, and I forgot to add that once you acclimate to my body, I plan to make you come with my tongue.”

  Arabella’s eyes remained slits. “What about the gathering and your clan duties?”

  “A good portion of the clan saw you chasing me. The chase always heats the blood and everyone will expect us to be away for a while.” When she remained silent, he pushed. “Don’t be afraid to take what you want, Ara. I’m not about to take advantage of your trust, flip you over, and pound into your pussy until the frenzy clears. You gave me the gift of looking at your body. This is me repaying the gift.”

  His skin tightened each second Arabella remained silent. Controlling his dragon was bloody difficult; if she didn’t make a decision soon, he might have to push her away to avoid breaking his word.

  If he did that, Arabella’s fragile self-confidence might shatter.

  His dragon chimed in. I can handle her touch. Stop doubting yourself.

  Says the dragon who keeps pushing me to fuck her.

  His beast huffed. This is different. I
want to play more with her dragon, but to do that she needs to trust us. I will be fine.

  Finn only hoped his beast’s confidence would last. Acclimating Arabella to his body was the first step. You better be, or we won’t be able to taste her afterwards.

  His dragon remained silent, and that worried him.

  Gathering his own training and experience from winning the clan leader trials, Finn watched Arabella.

  ~~~

  Arabella was torn on what to do.

  Her dragon, however, was not. You already peeked at his chest and cock. I want to touch him. Don’t you?

  Yes, but—

  No buts. Have faith in his dragon. He already made you forget about your sadness. Let’s make him a little happy.

  Arabella smiled. You’re the worst, dragon.

  No, this is me playing nice. Wait until I don’t hold back. We might break our male’s penis.

  Arabella couldn’t help it, she laughed. When Finn raised an eyebrow, she shook her head. “Trust me, you don’t want to know.”

  “If you’re laughing about my cock, lass, it’s not funny.”

  Emboldened by her dragon’s words, Arabella decided to hell with hesitating. Walking up to Finn, she laid a hand on his chest and rubbed it in slow circles, loving the light bristle of his chest hair.

  Looking up, Finn’s eyes were slitted. She tilted her head. “Do you think you can still hold back?” She moved her hand a few inches lower and Finn drew in a breath. “I need to know.”

  His voice was strangled when he spoke. “Aye, as long as you keep your end of the bargain and let me lick between your thighs when you’re done.”

  Yes, yes, yes, her dragon chanted.

  Ignoring her beast, she straightened her shoulders. With anyone else, Arabella would say no. Yet Finn had done nothing but help and push her to be better. Not only that, she was already wet at the thought of Finn doing anything to her body with his tongue. “Only when I say I’m done.”

  “Aye, then get a bloody move on, woman.”

  Running her hand up, she moved to his shoulder and then the muscles of his bicep. Finn was built more like a swimmer, with lean muscles, but she didn’t doubt his strength. Maybe one day she’d feel comfortable enough to let him pin her with that strength and drive her crazy with his caresses.

  Moving around to his back, she placed her other hand on his skin and took in the breadth of his shoulders. Arabella had once had a weakness for a broad, strong back. As she rubbed up and down, she decided she still did.

  Her dragon growled. More, I want to feel more. Stop being a chicken. Go lower.

  Maybe I should slow down. I don’t like your attitude.

  You can lie to everyone but me. You’re just as anxious as me to have Finn’s tongue lapping at our pussy.

  Rather than reply, Arabella focused back on Finn and moved ever so slowly down until she reached his firm buttocks. When she gripped the tight, round muscled cheeks with her hands, Finn sucked in a breath. Digging her nails into his ass, he croaked, “Lass, you’re killing me.”

  Without thinking, she murmured, “Not yet,” and her dragon cheered.

  Yes, tease him. Don’t make it too easy.

  One second you want me to finish, the next you want me to draw it out. Make up your bloody mind, dragon.

  Just stop talking to me and go for his cock.

  Rolling her eyes, Arabella leaned close to Finn’s back and took a deep inhalation. The scent of male and peat made her heart beat faster and her nipples tighten. For a second, she considered licking his skin to see what he tasted like, but decided against it because her dragon might end up losing control at the taste.

  So little faith in me. I think you use me as an excuse.

  Do you want me to argue or head toward his cock?

  Cock. Definitely, go for his cock.

  Smiling at her beast, Arabella released her grip on Finn’s arse and moved back up to his shoulders before circling around to his front. One look at Finn’s eyes, filled with heat, desire, and a little bit of dragon frenzy, nearly made her knees buckle. She’d never expected for a male to want her so much.

  Finn’s voice was husky as he asked, “Are you finished, Ara?”

  “Almost.”

  Running one hand down his chest, she looked down at Finn’s cock, erect for her.

  Tease the tip. Drive him crazy. It will make everything better for us later.

  How do you know that, dragon? You have as much experience as me.

  Just call it a dragon’s instinct.

  Looking at the thick, swollen head, she noticed a drop of moisture. Curiosity won out and she rubbed the bead with her forefinger.

  Finn’s whole body tightened. “You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting to feel your finger on my cock, lass. Don’t stop.”

  His words bolstered her confidence, and Arabella wrapped her fingers around his hard length and tugged. Finn moaned, and Arabella did it again.

  Finn whispered, “Arabella, love, please. Do much more of that, and I’ll come all over your hand.”

  She didn’t move her hand, but did look up into Finn’s eyes. “Is that supposed to be a bad thing?”

  “Och, lass, you are better at this than you think you are.”

  Blushing, Arabella looked back down at Finn’s cock in her hand. She was far bolder with actions than words when it came to sex.

  Her dragon huffed. If you’re not going to make him come, then let him lick us. If I can’t fuck, I want an orgasm.

  You’re going to be worse once the frenzy takes hold, aren’t you?

  By then, you’ll enjoy it as much as me.

  Arabella wasn’t ready to think about the frenzy and what resulted. In the moment, she just wanted to have some fun.

  After giving Finn’s cock one more tug, she release him and whispered, “Kiss me and I’m done.”

  With a growl, Finn pulled her flush against him and kissed her. As his tongue invaded her mouth, Finn rubbed and caressed her back, her hip, and finally gripped her arse.

  However, there was no panic. Each stroke of his tongue and hand only made her pussy pulse.

  Finn broke the kiss. When his slitted eyes met hers, he ordered, “You can stand or lie on the ground, take your pick. But then spread your legs for me, Arabella, so I can devour you.”

  *~*~*~*

  End Part Two

  *~*~*~*

  PART THREE

  Chapter One

  As Finn waited for Arabella’s response—to stand or lay on her back while he devoured her pussy—it took every ounce of his self-control to keep his dragon from taking over his mind.

  His beast growled. I have better stamina. I can give her more orgasms. I should be in charge.

  I won’t let her first time be with you.

  Why? We are the same.

  I want Ara to see human eyes as I lick her to orgasm.

  Before his dragon could argue, Arabella straightened her shoulders. “The ground is damp, so I’m going to stand.”

  His dragon was confident. I like the challenge. I may fight you for control.

  In this, dragon, I’ll win. Behave or I’ll toss you into a mental maze.

  At his dragon’s silence, he brushed the top of her breast and murmured, “Does that mean you’re ready for my tongue, lass?”

  “Y-yes.”

  Looking back up to her eyes, he confirmed the desire and curiosity in her gaze. Realizing he would be the first male to taste her pussy, stroked his ego, as well as his dragon’s. “You’ll like it, Ara.”

  “You seem pretty confident.”

  Smiling at her tone, he brushed the curve of her breast and traced her already taut nipple. “Let me give you a free preview of what’s to come.”

  Before she could reply, he bent down and took her nipple into his mouth. After sucking her hard, he swirled the tight bud with his tongue. When he nibbled lightly, Arabella moaned and threaded the fingers of one hand through his hair.

  Releasing her, he blew on her w
et flesh and Arabella shivered. His voice was husky when he asked, “Well? Did you enjoy your free preview?”

  Arabella cleared her throat. “Maybe. But if you expect me to beg you for more, then you’re going to be waiting a long time.”

  He kissed the spot between her breasts. “You do know I like a challenge, right, lass?” Kissing her shoulder, he placed a possessive hand on her hip. “I think I can win you over.”

  The light, hesitant touch of Arabella’s fingers on his back nearly made him groan, but he held back. He didn’t want to risk anything spooking Arabella.

  His dragon chimed in. Enough talking. I want to know what she tastes like.

  Shut it, dragon. We need to make sure she’s not afraid.

  I smell her arousal. She is ready.

  Arabella’s voice silenced his beast. “I enjoy a challenge myself. If you can make me beg, then I’ll owe you a favor. If I resist, you will owe me one.”

  Finn looked to her eyes. “That’s a dangerous bet to lose, Ara.”

  She raised her eyebrows. “I don’t plan on losing.”

  Grinning, he ran his hand up and down her hip. “In this, Arabella, you are in over your head.”

  “Then stop with all this talk and show me already. I’m getting cold.”

  His dragon hummed. Maybe one day she’ll give orders in bed. I would like that.

  Rather than go down that line of thought, Finn focused all of his attention on the female in front of him. “You have a deal.” Leaning down, he placed a gentle kiss on the burned side of her neck. “I just need to work my way down your body.” Nuzzling the scar at the side of her breasts, he murmured, “My beautiful lass deserves to be treasured.”

  “Finn.”

  Running his hand down her scarred side, he shook his head. “Don’t try to scold me, Ara.” He looked into her dark brown eyes. “You are beautiful.”

  ~~~

  Arabella’s heart skipped a beat at Finn’s words. Unless he was a bloody good liar, he really did believe she was beautiful.