Their treachery ran deep. It lived in my dragon’s eyes every night he returned to our room, heart weary and broken. His brother had long plotted against him. Even the easy-going and flirtatious look Blade usually wore was smothered by what they’d learned of their brother’s betrayal.
Dreythos, Abraxus, and Torvial, who’d been targeted by a defector working with Void in efforts to usurp the throne, were also present to witness his demise. Several of their dragons had been working with Artemis and Void to spread disinformation and eventually unite them under their extremist ideology.
So, the Stormriders were motivated to renegotiate the terms of our alliance. They’d even agreed to free their human slaves and work with Iris to offer reparations and support so freedom didn’t come at a cost.
It was a happy surprise when Onyx asked me to be the one to execute Vektor. I accepted without hesitation so I could make good on the promise I’d made early into my capture.
I had mirrored Onyx’s calculated movements to stand parallel of each other and over the powerful dragons on their knees. Lifting our swords in unison, our eyes had connected before we both swung down.
The two of us painted that platform with their blood, sending a message rippling across the crowd. We took vengeance for every moment of betrayal and every human life they’d stolen, and the mass of onlookers cheered. It was bittersweet but pivotal.
A new Sky Demons faction was born.
I pressed another kiss to my dragon’s back, grateful to finally have a moment alone with him. I’d barely seen him at all over the last few weeks. Today had been harder than the rest because it marked both an ending and beginning.
Onyx turned and cradled my face in his hands. His sad eyes met my upward glance. He’d stayed his normally emotionless self all day, but here in our room where it was only the two of us, he shed his stone-cold exterior. He let me see the hurt and pain his brother’s necessary death had caused. He let his swirling emotions and thoughts radiate through our connection until I couldn’t recognize my own pain from his.
Reaching up, I mirrored his hold. I held the great dragon’s face in my smaller hands, the subtle edge of scales teasing under my fingertips as transformation rippled across his skin. “What do you need, big guy?”
His eyes sparked before he leaned down, his forehead pressing gently against mine. “Just you, love.” His mouth was close enough that I felt his sigh. “Just you.”
Large hands gripped my ass and lifted me so I could wrap my legs around his waist. Giggling, I dropped my arms around his broad shoulders and quirked a brow at him. “Then what are you waiting for, Mr. Snarls? I’m all yours.”
The sadness that had crept into his ocean eyes melted away to desire. The familiar plume of oranges invaded my nose before our mouths met in a desperate kiss.
Growling into my mouth, Onyx tore my clothes to pieces. I didn’t have claws, so I yanked and huffed in growing frustrationbecause his clothes hadn’t come off as fast as mine had. Rude wasn’t a strong enough word for this beautiful male clothed.
Chuckling, Onyx tossed his shirt off and dragged his pants down before walking us over to the desk. He stroked my tongue with his and nibbled my bottom lip. His impossibly large hands glided up my thighs, his eyes scouring my body like it was his first time seeing it. Like he hadn’t spent weeks mapping every line and contour with his eyes, hands, and mouth.
He dropped kisses along the column of my neck and shoulders, the day already forgotten. “Tell me you’ve missed this as much as I have. Tell me how desperate you’ve been for my mouth and cock,” he snarled between fleeting kisses. “Say it, little Moon Beast.”
I licked my lips, waiting. It drove him crazy when I didn’t immediately respond. When I made him work for it.
I’d learned very quickly that Onyx enjoyed a good fight in and out of the bedroom. He wanted the pushback, and I was more than happy to give it. Even though I got the distinct impression I was the only one he wanted it from. Anyone else risked his violent wrath should they be brave enough to give this snarly demon trouble.
I leaned back with a secretive smile and slid a hand down his chest. The muscles under my fingers danced, contracting and quivering under my lazy caress. Scales faded in and out of view, a wave of glitter and color. Partial transformation twisted the landscape of his torso to something new and dangerous, and I took in the sight it made with a greedy sweep of my eyes.
The power in his human form alone was a thing of beauty, but when partial transformation took him, the size of him grew, his muscles became something changed, and his eyes penetrated my very soul the way his fangs did my skin. The man became a beast in a way that both frightened and enchanted a girl. The personI was a year ago wouldn’t recognize the one sitting on this desk, this demon-obsessed miscreant.
Biting my lower lip, I stroked as close to his cock as I dared. Scales grew across his chest and flowed down his front to his erection, reshaping it. The thing grew three sizes larger. Ridges textured it in a way I was convinced was done purely to pleasure his partner.
My pussy pulsed. I knew better than anyone how good this dragon was with his cock.
Onyx’s hips punched forward, seeking my touch, but I withdrew my hand and pressed a finger to my lips in amusement. I dared him to take what he wanted. Tantalizingly slow, I dragged fingers down my naked front, between my breasts and finally where my thighs met. He watched the goading descent, his eyes lifting to meet the challenge in mine. The wild look he gave me set my nerves on fire.
My dragon did love the chase.
One of his hands snatched my jaw up so fast I didn’t see it coming. My neck was forced to the side, fully exposed to a dangerous beast, at his mercy. Just the way I liked it. The wet heat of his tongue dragged along the length of my throat, all the way to my ear.
“I should’ve expected you to be a naughty little minx.” The gravel in his voice went straight between my legs. I was already unbelievably wet for him. “Suppose it’s my fault for leaving such a pretty little thing alone for so long.”
My breath caught as his head dropped to tease my nipple. Fangs scraped along my sensitive flesh, but he only teased me there. He wasn’t giving into me, either.
Frustrated, I swallowed a sound and wove my fingers in his long silky hair. When I looked down, a barely-there smirk tilted the dragon’s mouth. But it was quickly gone. Then it was allsilent intensity. He made me wait until I yanked his hair and growled.
Chuckling as if he’d won, Onyx sucked my breast into his mouth, twisting and swiping his tongue expertly over the hardened tip. His hand dove between my legs. Fingers drove inside, twisting, flicking, and teasing the spots that always put me under his spell. My thighs quivered and opened wider, desperate for whatever he’d give.
Sensation battered my lower half. It didn’t take long to get me to the edge, and it’d only take a little more to send me over. I could practically taste the euphoric plunge, my body tense with anticipation. I swiveled and rolled my waist, desperate for it. Desperate for him. The sounds I made grew louder, needier.
