Thursday, April 15, 2010

Dragon Lord's Fire by Cynthia Sax

Dragon Lord's Fire

by Cynthia Sax
cover art by ReneƩ George
ISBN: 978-1-60521-410-8
Genre(s): Dark Fantasy
Theme(s): Shapeshifters, Elves, Dragons & Magical Creatures
Series: Dragon Lord
Length: Novella


Sharing a womb with a dragon shifter has made Lady Trinia different. She hides herself away from all those that could reject her. The rejection she most fears is from her destined mate. She knows the red dragon searches for her. She can feel his presence. She doesn't know that prophecy declares he will love another.

Dragon Lord's Fire
Cynthia Sax
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Copyright ©2010 Cynthia Sax

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She knelt naked, facing away from him. Her head was slightly bowed, her short blonde locks curling over her ears. That pose exposed her neck, a long neck made for stroking. Her golden shoulders tilted back, the straight line of her spine leading down to the dimples above her ass cheeks. Even the pads of her feet were golden, their arches begging to be licked.
Brennen leaned forward, pressing against the invisible barrier surrounding her. The barrier kept him out, preventing him from touching her as he desired. He snorted without sound. Every night, it was the same, the sweetest combination of ecstasy and torment. He paced, watching her, testing every inch of the shield.
She didn't look at him. All her attention was on the bed of red-hot coals in front of her. She had a passion for fire and heat, his mate, and that excited Brennen. The coals illuminated a face so beautiful it made his breath catch. She was perfect from her serene profile to her taut perky breasts, and she was his.
If only he could get to her. Brennen pushed against the barrier. It held, frustrating him.
That frustration increased as she held out her hand to the heat. Tiny golden scales crept up her skin from fingers to wrist. His body tightened, his already aroused cock straining against his leather breeches. He discarded the restrictive garment. He wore them for his lady, but she could not see him standing in the darkness, wanting her.
She picked up a piece of coal, the scales now covering her arm, and smiled dreamily. She rubbed the glowing red briquette against her neck, over her breasts, circling her nipples. Everywhere she touched turned golden, the scales protecting her skin. Her face lifted to the pitch-black sky, her mouth opened as though she was moaning.
Her passion greatly provoked Brennen's beast. He had to go to her. He had to touch her. He shifted into dragon form, clawing at the barrier with all his great strength. It did not bend. He roared, rumbling the earth around him, spewing fire from his mouth. The flames deflected off the magical divider back into his face. He beat his wings, flying high, and then dived, talons first. He crashed into a solid mass, collapsed with the impact, then slid to the ground, defeated.
His mate calmly continued her coal bath. She rubbed the coal over her stomach, around her back, between her ass cheeks. Brennen groaned, shifting back into human form. She was driving him crazy. He wished to lick those golden scales. He wanted her more than he had ever wanted anyone or anything in his life.
She pivoted and looked directly at him. Did she know he was there? If she did, she gave no sign of it. She slowly fell back upon the coals, sparks flying up around her. Her knees bent, her legs spread. Sweet mother. She had scales covering her pussy. Brennen's cock twitched. She parted those lips for his perusal. She was wet, the moisture turning to steam as it dropped upon the heat.
Brennen stroked himself as his mate played with her pussy, her long, delicate fingers dancing upon her skin, pulling and pinching and caressing. Her thighs quivering, she thumbed her clit. He'd do the same as he fucked her. He'd touch her the way she wished to be touched. His balls tightened, and he clenched his teeth, determined not to come until she did. It would not be long. She pushed up with her hips, mimicking the motion of fucking, her fingers speeding up their tempo. Brennen's grip on his cock increased. She arched off the coals, her breasts thrust upward, her mouth open wide. Brennen lost control. He came, shuddering with pleasure. Liquid heat covered his hand. He was spent yet not satisfied.

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