Dragon Song (6 page)

Chapter Eight

Noah reclined in his car across the street from the woman named Tielle’s house. He’d followed his cousin here. Unlike Stone, Noah decided to drive something a little less eye-catching for his surveillance for the night. Although as Stone took turns from one street to the next, Noah couldn’t help thinking how much better he would have done it, how much faster he would drive even on residential streets if he was behind the wheel. Of course, money was not an object for him any more than it was for Stone, but if he was to learn Stone’s movements, he couldn’t drive what he wanted while watching him.

He’d let the fool he’d hired to watch Stone go for the night and flown into town himself. He wanted to get a look at this woman to see if she was anything better than all the other whores Stone had taken to bed. Noah had especially not wanted another fuck up after his man had given him some bogus story that Stone was meeting this woman for a date when he wasn’t. This night was the first they’d gotten together. Never before had the cliché ‘if you want something done right, do it yourself’ been more true.

Noah was shocked to find the woman was black.
Not that he hadn’t sampled one or two in his time.
He had, but he’d thought his uppity cousin was above that. Noah didn’t make it a habit of documenting Stone’s sexual exploits. He was too busy for that BS.

However, if he could find Stone’s weakness, emotional rather than physical, then he could exploit it and get Stone’s blood. Nothing brought a man down faster than a woman. Noah chuckled while holding binoculars up to his eyes. On the third floor, through a window, he caught sight of Stone and the woman. Their silhouettes merged and then separated as she led Stone deeper into the apartment where Noah couldn’t see them.

“Whore,” he muttered. “But go ahead, cousin, fall under her spell, and then I will have you. The dragon might be near indestructible in a physical sense, but I know how to destroy you. You will give me your blood, and maybe when it’s all over, I will let you watch me have her too.”

* * * *

Tielle could not believe she was letting this happen, that she was going to have sex with a man she hadn’t dated for a while first. Although she’d been turned on by a man many times over—and it didn’t take much—she’d never felt like a man was put on this earth to pleasure her. Okay, now she was the one sounding arrogant.

Still, just looking at Stone, the way he moved, the timbre of his voice, seeing the lust in his eyes, set her on fire. He knew what he did to her, knew how he brought her body to life. She’d had men who were skilled at love-making. She’d taught others how to please a woman until they were skilled. But Stone went beyond all that.

He crossed the room to where she stood near the wall and lifted a hand to stroke her cheek. Tielle melted. She closed her eyes and then forced them open so she could enjoy staring at him. His movements, his intensity, made her feel…desperate.

“Tell me what you’re thinking,” he demanded.

She hesitated. He had no right to ask, and she was under no obligation to answer. “I’m thinking how much I want…”

“Yes?”

Her eyelids fluttered closed again. She let him part her lips and push his thumb into her mouth. She sucked lightly, tantalizing the tip with her tongue. Stone groaned low in his throat.

“Tell me,” he said again.

She pulled back from his thumb and let it rest on her lips while she spoke. “I’m thinking how much I want you, how I’m getting off on the fact that you didn’t let me say no to this. You’ve been ordering me around, and I kind of like it.” She glared at him. “Don’t get the wrong idea about me.”

He chuckled. “Oh trust me, beautiful. I won’t.” Examining her in his unhurried way she was beginning to recognize, he paused at her hips. Her dress was half up her thighs, giving just a peek of her pink panties, from his raising it earlier. “I want to see those panties again. Better yet, I want to see what’s beneath them. Take off your dress.”

He pulled his hand away from her mouth to cross his arms over his chest. The expression in his eyes was expectant that she wouldn’t disobey. Tielle had no problem doing what he wanted. The more dominant he was, the hotter she got. She couldn’t believe this kind of play had been available to her, and she never knew it. What kind of wimpy losers had she been sleeping with all this time? Maybe it took a powerful man who knew who he was and what he wanted to make her enjoy giving up control for the moment. She’d keep that in mind when Stone or she had moved on.

Knowing he had gotten off on rubbing her ass earlier when they were in the kitchen, she spun around to face the wall. With maneuvers designed to get him worked up, she lowered the zipper on her dress. First one strap slipped over her shoulder and then the other. When the dress was around her waist, she hooked her thumbs into the material and wiggled her hips more than necessary. She grinned on hearing Stone’s sharp intake of breath.

The material around her ankles, instead of kicking it away, she bent over to remove it. Stone swore. An ass man, Tielle decided from his reaction. When she finished, she turned around to face him. “Well?”

He nodded but didn’t comment on whether he liked what he saw. Now, not even his expression showed if he was pleased. Tielle had always been secure in the fact that she had a good body. There were parts she’d like to enhance, minimize, or otherwise change, but overall, she felt she looked good. With Stone’s lack of declarations of how beautiful she was, which was what she was used to getting, she had a second of doubt. Was he used to model quality?

Her belly wasn’t quite flat. In fact, there was a slight roundness to it, not too much she always thought, just enough to be soft and sexy. Her breasts were big enough to need a D cup and heavy so they couldn’t be described as
pert
. She’d been proud of her hips, curvier when she got carried away with her favorite mini-éclairs.

Tielle looked down at herself and splayed one hand over her belly while covering her breasts with her other.

“Don’t you dare,” Stone snapped.

She jumped and looked up at him. “What?”

He stepped close and pulled her hands down to her sides. He leaned in closer so their skin brushed. “Don’t you ever hide this from me
again!
” He released her hand and did something to her bra she didn’t see. All she knew was that all of a sudden the red lace was in tatters on the floor. Tielle stared at it. She looked back at Stone’s hands. He had no scissors or other tool, but the clasp holding her bra together was destroyed.

When he went after her panties, she squeaked. “Wait, wait. I liked this set. Don’t tear up my panties.”

“Then stop hiding from me.”

“I’m not hiding.”

“Tielle.”

She gasped at the tortured tone to his voice. She dared peer into his face, and this time found the lust she’d expected before. He was focused on her breasts and pushed her back a little so he could take in more. With strength she had no idea a man could have, he lifted her up above his head until her nipples were level with his mouth. The man wasn’t even straining when he held her there so he could lave her stiff tips. Tielle cried out her pleasure. Stone took first one and then the other into his mouth, alternating back and forth until she thought she’d lose consciousness.

Her pussy clenched as Stone kissed over her swollen mounds to lick the underside of one. He continued to nibble her skin as if she was his favorite dessert. All the while, he didn’t strain or grow tired of holding her in such a way.

“Stone, put me down,” she begged.

His dark eyes blazed at her. “You’ll obey?”

“Yes.”

He lowered her in degrees until her toes touched the floor, but then he spun her to face the bed. A slap on her ass sent her stumbling forward. “Take off your panties, and go over there and bend over the side of the bed.”

She did as she was told, kicking away the panties before glancing over her shoulder. Stone stripped in seconds. She almost forgot to remain bent over the bed at the size of his cock. The thing hung in the air long and thick, and hard as steel. Tielle licked her lips. “Oh wow, you weren’t lying.”

He stroked it. “You want some of this?”

“You know I do,” she said without shame.

He grinned. “You’ll have every inch of it.
If
you’re a good girl.”

She sucked her teeth. “Boy, please, if you want some of this”—she ran her hand over her hip—“
you’ll
be good to
me
.”

Stone didn’t hesitate for an instant. He thrust his hand out, cupped her ass, and then slid his fingers farther to touch her moist center. Tielle yelled when he parted her folds with expertise and glided deep. His rough stroke had her on tiptoe, back arched, and ass pushed out toward him.

“You forget who is in control, Tielle,” he reminded her. “You
will
obey, or else.”

She whimpered despite herself. Stone picked up the pace. Tielle hurtled toward an orgasm that quick. She tried to bite down and regain the hold she was used to exercising over her body, but the girl seemed to have a new master. Falling forward to land on her hands over the bedside, all she could do was let Stone take her to her climax, and he knew just how to do it.

After she’d come, her inner muscles clenching around his fingers and her juices running down onto her thighs, Stone pulled out. “Now, I’m going to take you the way I want, as often as I want, and as roughly as I want.”

That made Tielle nervous. Would he abuse her? She’d heard of men who liked to leave bruises on a woman, even beat her up while he had sex with her. Tielle might enjoy Stone’s touch, but she would fight tooth and nail if he thought she’d let him do that kind of thing.

“What are you going to do?” she asked.

He must have seen the fear in her eyes because he softened and moved to pull her back to him. Searching out her lips, he kissed while stroking her belly. “Shh,” he muttered against her mouth. “I’m not going to hurt you. I will take you roughly, but trust
me,
you’ll beg me not to stop.”

His fingers trailed down to her pussy again. With his tongue pushing into her mouth, he matched the thrust using his fingers up her channel. Tielle moaned, lost to his skillful manipulating of her body. Stone pushed her down on the bed, following close behind to lie atop her. After he had tucked a pillow beneath her hips, he pushed her legs apart. Tielle clutched the blankets, shutting her eyes.

The desperate howl torn from her throat was in response to Stone’s invasion. Damn, he was thick, she thought, and rough?
Hell, yes!
She fought not to scream the words out loud and give him the satisfaction. But the one who was satisfied was
her
. The pillow didn’t hoist her high enough. He gripped her hips, yanked her higher and thrust hard into her. Her pussy walls begged for mercy as they adjusted to both his length and his girth, and yet, it didn’t hurt. The sheer violence of his entry though almost set her teeth to chattering.

Tielle was used to pumping as hard as her man, letting him know it wasn’t all about her getting what she needed and him doing all the work. However, Stone’s strength knew no bounds. He didn’t need her to pump. Hell, her knees weren’t touching the bed. She had nothing to brace herself with. All she could do was
enjoy
how he worked her drenched pussy and made her whimper his name.

Stone pounded her ass, the slap of their skin, his grunts,
her
cries, all culminating to make her come. Wave after wave of ecstasy drowned her control and shattered her peace. She was his to command, to use. He wouldn’t last. He couldn’t, she thought. Still, he pumped deep inside of her, drew all the way out and slammed in again. His speed didn’t lessen for a second.

At some point, he swore, and then he drove to the hilt, holding there, shifting his hips. Tielle became aware of come dripping down her thighs and knew Stone had found his release. She thought he must be out of breath, unable to go on, put he pulled out, flipped her to her back and lowered himself to her again.

Eyes wide, she stared up at him.

“Can you take me again?” he demanded more than asked.

She nodded. He threaded himself inside her, and as if he hadn’t just spent the last fifteen minutes grinding into her faster than she’d ever experienced before, he went at it again. He lifted her legs into the air, held them up around her ankles. Tielle couldn’t hold back any longer. She screamed and wrestled with the covers. Her head went back, eyes closed, and she writhed about. Her breath came in short bursts. She bit her lip one minute and shouted the next. An orgasm exploded over her system, filling her eyes with tears.

When Stone took her hand, she opened her eyes. He guided it to her breast. “Play with them and watch me.”

Her back arched, she used both hands to tease her nipples while staring into Stone’s eyes. She plucked and pulled at the rigid peaks seeming to send him over the top. Once or twice, his lids drooped low, and she thought he might climax, but he held on. She knew that method. The pleasure was too good, something to hold on to for as long as possible.

“Do you like what I’m doing to you, Tielle?” He reached down between them and rubbed her clit. Her hands stilled. “No, don’t stop. You know what happens if you disobey me, don’t you?”

She shook her head, unable to say a word.

He pinched her clit, stroked it at a smooth, fast rhythm that brought her to the brink of an orgasm, and then he stopped. Tielle could have cried like a baby.

“Don’t,” she pleaded.

“Don’t what?”

She swallowed, trying to wet her dry throat after so much screaming. “Don’t stop.”

He leaned forward, kissed her once, and then sat up again. “You know what to do for me.”

She began playing with her breasts again, kneading the heavy mounds and tracing her fingertip around the dark areolas. Stone’s eyes narrowed, concentrated on her movements. She felt his cock twitch inside of her. This time, she knew it was coming before it happened. Stone’s thrust thundered forward. Tielle shouted, and he filled her.