Dragon Joined (4 page)

“Did someone take a whip to you? Humans are so barbaric.”
Dragons didn’t do those things to each other.

Dean turned around. He now stood in front of her completely
nude. His penis, long, hard and erect, stood out in front of him. She longed to
reach out her hand and stroke it.

“I’ve been whipped, beaten and burned, all in the protection
of my people. Every scar on my body reminds me never to turn my back on what I
believe in. Stop looking at me.”

She stepped away from the wall. “That is admirable. These
are traits I can understand. You see? When you are not being obtuse, you are an
interesting human.”

Princess turned on the water. At least the movement gave her
something to do with her hands.

“I have no desire to be interesting to you. I really don’t
care one way or another if you understand me. The only thing about you that I
am at all interested in is how I can get you out of her body.”

“Yes.” Princess nodded. Her mouth watered and she couldn’t
keep her eyes off his hard cock. When had she ever been so out of control of
her human body? “But perhaps I can give you another way to be interested in
me.” She let her gaze drop to his manhood. He should know exactly of what she
spoke.

“Don’t flatter yourself. I wouldn’t touch you with a ten-foot
pole. That’s Amanda’s body you’re using. I’m not going to touch it with you in
it. This whole place disgusts me.”

She might have believed him if she didn’t watch him storm
into the stream of water she’d put on for him. He groaned, closing his eyes for
a second. “You didn’t tell me you had warm water.”

“Have you grown so uncivilized that you no longer have any?”
She shrugged. “We have hot water. Surely you could maintain yours.”

“We spend all our time trying to survive you. Fixing our
water heaters has to come second.”

“You make poor decisions. Sacrifice some of your people to
us periodically and we’ll basically leave you alone.”

Dean pounded on the wall. “That’s not how we do things.”

“I know. We will never truly understand you. There is,
however, something I do believe.” She approached him at the same speed she
might a wild boar. She wanted Dean—well, her body did—and the last thing she
needed would be for him to charge her in act of aggression that had nothing to
do with fulfilling her body’s current needs.

“What’s that?”

“Your cock would react if I touched it.” She pulled her
shirt from her body, displaying her breasts to him. “You’ll want me in a few
minutes. My figure is fantastic. It will turn you on.”

“Don’t be ridiculous. Nothing happens between us without
Amanda’s consent.”

Princess slipped out of her skirt, leaving it in a pile on
the ground. Someone would pick it up later. “I’m never—what word did you use? Oh
yes, ridiculous. My body wants you and you’re a human male. Any second your
desire will win the war over your good sense. So why don’t we see if we can do
something about your stressful day? We can both seek pleasure.”

“I’m not going to touch you.” Dean took a step back.

“Why not? I have kept Amanda’s body healthy and strong.”

Dean ran a hand over his face. “Hell. Don’t tell me that. I
don’t want to think about her body. No one had better have touched her—if she
didn’t get to say okay, then it’s akin to rape.”

Princess put her hands on Dean’s shoulders and he shoved her
back. “Now that is nonsense. While I have not given Amanda’s body to someone
else for sex, many of my brethren have done it. There is nothing wrong with it.
You are a strong human male in top form. Although you try to deny it, you wish
to have sex with this body. I wish it too. Amanda’s wishes are not important
here.”

“You couldn’t be more wrong. The last time I saw Amanda she
was barely sixteen years old. I don’t care how old you are now. If she’s not
here to talk to me, then I’m not interested.”

“Actually…” Princess smiled. Amanda had a pretty face. Dean
would like that. “She turned seventeen that day. Does that matter to you? Fix
things?”

“No.”

Princess launched herself at Dean, who staggered backward
from the act. She kissed him in the ways she had seen other females of his kind
do. A slight brushing of their mouths. Dean didn’t respond, moving himself away
from her again.

“She thinks of you as a man of honor. You took care of her
brother and sister. I am certain that you would never have done an
inappropriate thing to her, ever. Sixteen. Seventeen. There was no difference.”
She ran her fingers through the spray of dark hair on his chest. He took her
hands and held them away from him. “But this isn’t forbidden. In fact, I’d say
it would be really good for both of us.”

Dean pushed her whole body away with one shove. “I don’t
want to want you. There are a million things I need to do and this is not one
of them.”

“Fine. Then maybe I just need to get you clean.”

Her senses had turned on. Every move she made, every brush
of her skin against him, jolted her mind. Heat pooled inside her pussy. Human
sex had never been so intense before. Yes, her body wished for Dean. She would
have him.

Grabbing the soap from the holder, she rubbed it on his body,
starting with his chest and moving downward until she approached his hard
penis. “Very clean.”

She touched him with the soap and seconds later he threw her
against the wall, the water slamming down on her. “I told you not to touch me.”

Princess closed her eyes. The sensation of the water mixed
with his hands on her, even in this small way, made her brain feel dull. For
the first time ever she could think about nothing but what she needed from him.

“You are wound up, aren’t you?” he whispered in her ear
before moving to the other side of the showers.

“Dean.” Amanda whispered in his ear. “Can you hear me?”

“Obviously I can hear you. I’ve been listening to you jabber
on since I got here. Are you listening to me? We aren’t doing this—end of
story.”

“No,” she gasped. “Listen to me. It’s Amanda. Do you
understand? Amanda.”

Dean stopped moving. “Amanda?” He walked toward her.

“Please. Take me. I need it. You’ve overwhelmed her senses.
It’s the only reason I can talk to you. Please don’t stop. You and I have to
help each other.” She bit down on his throat. “In more ways than one. Do you
understand?”

She wanted him inside her. They were going to have to wait a
little before they both got what they wanted.

Dean stared at the woman he hadn’t wanted to fuck as both
his dick and his brain rapidly changed their minds. He swallowed, his throat
suddenly dry. “I’m sorry, Amanda. I think I must have lost it.”

She bit down on his chest and his cock jumped. His erection
had not yet gotten the memo that this wasn’t any better than when Princess had been
talking to him. Amanda couldn’t possibly be interested. “Don’t be sorry. I want
this too. So much. I’ve never wanted anyone as I do you.”

He ran his hands through her dark hair. “How can you say
that? You’re a beautiful girl. I promise you that you can do much better than
me.”

“No.” She kissed him again and his heart beat sped up.
“She’s a monster, and I’ve wanted you since forever—since before I should have.
I never thought I’d get the chance. You have my consent. Do you understand?
I’ve had fantasies about you. Part of me still doesn’t believe you’re here. You
can’t stop. Do you understand? If she regains her head, I’m gone. I’ve never
been able to regain control before. Please don’t stop this. Just listen to me
too.”

“I’m here.” He kissed her lips tenderly. Amanda remained
inside her body. He could take a deep breath. That meant he could get that once-spunky
teenager turned hot-as-hell woman out of here.

“More.” She kissed him again.

“Anything you want.” He did want this Amanda. This grown
woman who was the stuff of fantasies. He stroked her back, feeling her spine
beneath his fingers. The day she’d been taken had changed something inside him.
Somehow, a ridiculous notion of hope had managed to live somewhere in his
psyche until that very moment. Now, with her in his arms in this strange place,
pushed up against a shower, he could take a deep breath. “I don’t want to take
you here. Not up against a wall like we’re animals.”

“There aren’t going to be soft beds for us, in any eventuality.”
She stroked the side of his face. “Put your hot self in me like you were going
to before I startled you.”

“No.” He shook his head. “You’re not ready.”

Amanda wasn’t wrong. They’d never have a gentle life. Not
here, not in New Strauss. But he could do better than just jacking into her as
if she’d been made into some kind of meaningless fuck, when finding her had
meant a rebirth for his entire existence.

He whirled her around until they got to the small bench on
the other side of the room. Not the bed he’d wanted but better than the wall. Damn,
she made him harder than he’d been in years. In fact, he couldn’t remember the
last time his cock had throbbed the way it did at that moment.

Still, he’d show this woman that he didn’t rank among the
scum of the planet and make sure she had a good time.

He inserted one finger into her warmth. Her pussy felt wet
to the touch, yet he knew he could get her even more so. “Bend your knees for
me.”

She did as he asked. “Dean, you have to listen at the same
time.”

“I’ve always been able to do more than one thing at a time.”
He hoped that remained true. “You talk. I’ll concentrate on getting you where I
want you to go.”

“Okay. Well.”

He found her clit and squeezed it between his thumb and
forefinger. She moaned, her hands going to her face.

“Yes. That’s the spot. Going to make that my friend for a
few minutes.”

“Listen to me. She plans on merging you with a dragon. All
the humans who come here are either enslaved or made to share their minds with
the dragons. It’s considered an honor for the dragon to have a human host. Like
having a pet. It amuses them for a while. Sometimes they use us to communicate
with the local tribes, to get information about their enemies.”

He leaned over to caress her bundle of nerves with his
tongue. “I knew they weren’t keeping me here for my health. My people are
leaderless down below. But they aren’t sticking a dragon in my head. I had a
taste of it on the way over. Not again.”

Her knees buckled off the bench. He’d hit her spot again. “You
are such a responsive lover. I want more than this from you.”

“You’re sweet. A good man. You took in my brother and
sister. I’ll never ask anything else from you. Ever.”

“I want you to ask more.” He played with her clit, stroking
it over and over until her head moved back and forth on the bench. “I told you
I’m taking you home.”

“Too late for me. You can keep them out. You have to fight
it. I tried but I wasn’t strong enough. You will be.” Her voice had gotten
higher. He could hear a slight tremor in her tone. “It’s a buzzing in your
head. Somehow you have to slam the door closed every time you hear it. Obviously,
I didn’t get it done.”

“You were young, tired, starved. How could you have
resisted?” Her pussy creamed on his tongue and he tasted the essence that
belonged only to her. Sweet, like candy. He’d only gotten to indulge in sugary
substances a few times in his life. Amanda would now rank among the best things
he’d ever tasted.

“Don’t waste your time trying to save me. Just get back
home. You’ll be able to make a break for it when they’re all sleeping. You’ll
have to scale down the side of the walls after making it upward through the
hole in the ceiling.” She grabbed the back of his neck and clawed at him. “There
is equipment. They don’t care that we know about it, since we’re all completely
under their control.”

“Where is it?” His cock burned to be inside her.

“In the barn where the non-joined dragons sleep.”

“Okay. I’ll get there and I’ll take you with me.”

“Please, Dean. Come inside me. I don’t know how much longer
I can keep her out. I want to have you in me as the last thing I remember from
today. This has been such a gift. Get home and don’t ever forget me. That’s
what you can do for me.”

Dean doubted he’d ever be able to stop thinking about any of
this. Remembering Amanda would not be a problem—especially because she’d be
leaving with him.

“I don’t have any protection. This type of travel didn’t
lend itself to sheaths.”

She took his finger into her mouth, biting down on it until
his cock spurted pre-cum. Hell, he was close.

“Can’t get pregnant. The joining makes us infertile. I can’t
tell you why. It just does.”

He would dwell on that piece of information another time.
For now, it meant he could be inside her as much as he wanted without the risk of
an unexpected result. He’d always been careful. Children were gifts for people
with longer life expectancies than his. He’d never fathered one.

After a second of rearranging himself so that he was positioned
adequately to enter her, he pushed inside. Amanda felt warm and welcoming, her
muscles clenching around his throbbing penis. He moved in and out of her while
her hips rose to greet his every thrust.

“You are tight, baby. Your first time should be better than
this,” he whispered in her ear. “This isn’t going to last the way I want it to.
I’m too close. I’ll make it up to you. I promise.”

“There might not be a next time. Just remember what I told
you. Look for me in her eyes. Sometimes I’m there for just a few seconds.”

He reached between them. If this was going to be a fast
encounter, he wanted it to be a good one. Finding her clit, he rubbed it with
each of his thrusts, making sure to give it the right amount of pressure.

She rewarded him with the most adorable noises. Moans, pleas
and gasps told him when he’d done something she liked. Pleasure-filled pain
traveled up his spine, hardening his balls until he knew he would soon spill
himself inside her.

“Have faith in me.” He kissed her seconds before he exploded
inside her. His orgasm triggered hers and he felt her pussy weep around him.

“Oh.” Her pleasure came out on a sigh, tears spilling from
her eyes. He kissed the saltiness away. How had this happened? In a million
years he’d never have thought he’d ever be intimate on a bench in a shower room
with Amanda Sugar. Yet he could smell the soap on her skin, the peach scent of
whatever she washed her hair with and the sticky, prime scent of the hot sex
they’d just had. He moved his cock, still deeply embedded inside her.

“Goodbye, Dean.” Amanda stared up at him, her brown eyes
huge.

“No, don’t leave me.” Any interest he’d had in more sex
plummeted. His erection faded and he pulled himself out.

“Look for me. Sometimes I’m there. Right on the edges.” Her
voice sounded strained.

Dean darted upward, managing to get himself out of her
before her eyes returned to their former state of cool detachment. The woman
who had been Amanda moments earlier yawned as she sat up.

“Well.” She folded her hands on her lap as if she weren’t
sitting in front of him as naked as the day she’d been born. “I can honestly
say I’ve never been so overwhelmed with sexual lust before. I’m going to have
to think on this. I knew you would take me. Eventually.”

Dean wanted to rip the hair from her body. How dare she sit
there speaking with Amanda’s mouth and using her body for her own purposes? Did
she really not know that he hadn’t had sex with
her
? Better that she
remain clueless, but still he wanted to throw something in his frustration.

Princess might as well have taken the woman he’d just had
the most incredible sex of his life with and yanked her from his body. His
hands shook. Every protective instinct he’d ever had flared to life. Even he
had no idea how to save Amanda from something going on inside her own body,
like an infection he didn’t have the medicine to cure.

“Don’t you have anything to say?” She stood up. “Or did you
get so overwhelmed by it that you’re now stunned silent?”

Dean stood up. “I’m getting cleaned off. You can do whatever
you want.”

Turning the coolness back on didn’t come as easily as he
would have liked. He stood under the shower spray, which had remained warm.
They really must use a lot of electricity every day to keep their appliances constantly
going. Princess moved into the spray next to him. How could she be in Amanda’s
body, which made his cock twitch just thinking about it, yet also be so
completely repugnant to him?

She washed herself and moved to the side of the room and
donned one of the robes that hung there. “When you’re finished, put this on. I’ll
have your clothes washed but you’ll need to wear our human uniform.”

They had required matching clothing in New Strauss. The
first thing he did when he got home would be to get rid of that rule.

“Sure.” He followed her to the robes and put on a blue one,
since it seemed a safe assumption that those were for the men. “Why the
hell
not?”

“Now there’s the nasty attitude from before. A good fuck
seems to throw you off your game.”

“The dragon I came in with objected to my foul language but
you seem to have no problem with using it. What’s the matter? Keep the minions
on edge and speak however you like?”

Princess stopped moving. She tilted her head to the side.
“You’re right. That word does not usually filter into my vocabulary. I must
think on this.”

Huh
. Dean scratched his chin, his back to the dragon.
Why would her wording have changed? He grinned.
Amanda
. She’d told him she
showed up in little ways. He could see what she meant. In the future, he would
not point it out to the scaly bitch so she couldn’t do anything to stop it.

“What now?”

Princess stared up at him, her eyes remote, cold and lacking
the worry that had plagued the brown depths when Amanda had been in charge.

He spoke again. “Do I go for a fitting? Sit and listen to
the rules?”

“You go and eat dinner while I figure out who I want you to
join with. I have a couple of ideas. You were good at sex. It might be fun to
join you with several different dragons so I can see which ones I enjoy having
human sex with as well.”

“Oh boy. A multi-dragon orgy. Just what I always wanted.”

Princess stared straight at him. “Is that sarcasm or do you
truly wish such a thing?”

“What do you think?” He had no intention of making any of
this easier on her, nor would the cold-blooded flying goats be getting the
chance to fuck anyone using his body.

He’d keep them out or he’d end all of them. Maybe he’d do
both. First he needed to get to the barn to see the equipment Amanda had told
him would be there, which meant he had to wait until they all went to sleep to
sneak around.

Dean sat through dinner silently. There seemed little point
in discussing anything with the humans he ate with. They were all dragon
joined. Anything he said would be responded to by the dragons within them. He
could really deal without having to speak to any more dragons disguised as
humans.

Instead he spent the time contemplating Amanda. She’d been
taken from New Strauss by her parents, had done an amazing job with her
siblings after her parents had died, even though she’d been little more than a
child herself. Now she was somehow surviving with that giant parasite inside
her and finding ways to circumvent her captor in the meantime.

Plus she made love so responsively that he could spend hours
just licking her to see the various ways he could make her respond. Not that
they’d have hours until he got her out of this prison in the sky. And maybe she
wouldn’t want to again once she didn’t need the sex to communicate with him.

The thought maybe him squirm. She’d desired him enough to
throw Princess into a state of oblivion. That couldn’t have faded with a
one-off like they’d had in the showers.

He tapped his fingers on the table and nodded as if he were listening
to the man next to him. Could he save them all? Were they all trapped inside
their bodies, used like vessels to cart around some deranged dragon?

His people were waiting for him to lead them in slaughtering
the dragons. Or poisoning them, as the case happened to be. His mind jolted and
he stood up before he could stop himself.