Seducing the Dragon: Part Four

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Dedication

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Epilogue

Dear Reader

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Author's Note

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Seducing the Dragon: Part Four

Jessie Donovan

To Iliana G.

Without her comments, Bram and Evie wouldn’t have the ending they deserve.

Chapter One

Evie feigned sleep. It was the only way Bram and his dragon would stop fucking her and leave her alone. If it weren
’
t for all the shit going on with the dragon hunters, Murray, and threat of another attack, she would love getting to know Bram
’
s dragon half in bed.

But the rough, slightly kinky sex with a dragonman would have to wait. She needed to think of a way to help Bram
’
s human-half regain control or the clan could be in danger. No doubt, Kai could hold Stonefire together for a short while, but without a clan leader, Stonefire would be vulnerable and the Carlisle dragon hunters would take advantage.

Yet despite how important it was to bring Bram’s human-half back, none of her training at the Department of Dragon Affairs had prepared her for a dragon going into a sex frenzy. According to her textbooks, a male dragon-shifter went into a frenzy when he discovered his true mate and wouldn’t stop until he could scent she was pregnant with his child. Which, in Evie’s case, was impossible.

Although, given Bram’s need to claim her, she wondered if maybe her test as a teenager had been wrong. There was also the possibility that humans didn’t know as much about dragon-shifters and their biology as they claimed.

There’s no time to wish or hope to be Bram’s true mate despite the test results saying you can’t conceive a dragon-shifter’s child, Evie Marie. His clan needs him, so think of a way to bring the human-half back to the forefront. No one else can do it.

Talk about pressure.

Focus, Evie.
Running through the what she knew, the only thing she could think of which might work was to use Bram’s earlier comment about feeding his dragon’s ego. She didn’t want to sooth the dragon; however in this case, poking the dragon’s ego might work. Anger tended to blind a person and make them lose control. If the dragon lost control, there was a small possibility Bram would pounce upon the opening and take over.

Of course, she could be completely wrong and make things even worse. A sex-crazed dragon was bad enough; what would a pissed off dragon look like? Even though she trusted Bram never to hurt her, she had no idea about his inner beast. Clan Skyhunter hadn’t allowed her to roam their lands and study how any of the couples interacted. Was it even possible for a dragon-shifter to harm his or her mate?

Bloody hell.
She hated not knowing. As soon as everything was righted with Murray and the clan, she was going to take Melanie and Samira up on their offer to learn more about being a dragon’s mate.

First, however, she needed to deal with Bram. She refused to believe he was a lost cause. Mostly because of the strength of Bram’s will, but also because Evie wasn’t about to let anyone else die on her watch. To prevent that from happening, she needed to keep Stonefire cohesive.

Then you’ll just have to succeed and bring Bram back. No worries, right?
Evie resisted a wry smile. The situation with Bram was the farthest thing from a “no worries” scenario.

Pushing aside the inkling of doubt, Evie focused back on her task. She would bring Bram back, but she wasn’t stupid. If she was going to stand up to a sex-crazed dragonman and try to make him angry, she needed to prepare for the worst-case scenario. Evie needed a weapon.
 

Keeping her eyes closed, she recalled every detail she could about the room. Granted, she’d only seen it in snippets at a time, but she was trained to notice details. A human sacrifice’s life often depended on it.

There was the bed under her side, which was next to an end table with a lamp. Since the lamp was small and currently the only light source in the room, she couldn’t use that. The tiny kitchen was on the opposite side of the room from the bed. Bram was currently rustling around over there. Since she didn’t possess super-human strength, she couldn’t lift the sofa and toss it at Bram’s head to distract him and find a knife.
 

No, her only option was to find something inside the small bathroom. Dragon-possessed Bram had allowed her to use the toilet in private once before. It was time to see if he would allow her again.

Taking a deep breath, Evie slowly sat up, trying not to wince at the soreness between her legs. Before she could even think about the last time she’d been this sore from sex, Bram was standing in front of her. His pupils were slits, meaning his dragon was still there.
 

His voice was low and growly when he said, “I must scent you more. Again.”

Evie put up a hand. “Please, let me use the toilet first.”

“Then again?” She nodded and Bram moved aside. “Hurry.”

When faced with a possibly irate and soon-to-be out of control dragonman, Evie pushed aside her soreness and rushed into the toilet. Once she locked the door, she turned toward the sink. Despite the bathroom being inside a cave, the sink and toilet were simple yet modern with nondescript white porcelain. Bram had spent some time constructing the cave hidey-hole.

Squatting down, she opened the door to the cabinet under the sink and peeked inside. There was toilet paper, soap, shampoo, and a plunger.

A quick glance around the bathroom told her there was nothing else apart from the shower stall, a few towels on a rack, and the toilet itself. Reaching inside the cabinet, she took the plunger and stood up. No doubt, the wooden handle would break if she had to swing it at Bram’s muscled body, but at least then, she could use the jagged edges, if it came to that.

Catching her reflection in the mirror, Evie tried not to smile. A naked woman holding a plunger like a cricket bat was not something you saw every day.

Pull it together, Evie. This plunger might end up being your ticket to freedom if things go south.

With one last deep breath, Evie tightened her grip on the plunger and opened the door. It was time to provoke a sex-crazed dragonman.

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Inside the partition of his mind, where Bram’s dragon had put him, Bram paced. Right before Evie had gone into the toilet, he had noticed a determined glint in her eye. What in the bloody hell was she up to?

His inner beast might be too preoccupied with sex, but Bram wasn’t. Knowing his female as he did, she had a plan. Hopefully, the plan involved bringing Bram’s human-half back into control.

The first fifteen minutes after entering the cave dwelling, Bram had fought tooth and nail against his inner dragon and lost. He’d never appreciated his logical other half until it was gone. He also finally understood what Tristan had gone through with Melanie. Given the other dragonman’s temper, Bram realized Melanie was stronger than he’d given her credit for.

After the losing battle with his dragon, Bram had hung back to conserve his energy. Sure, he enjoyed sex with Evie. Under normal circumstances, he would love nothing more than to lock her away for two days and make her come until she couldn’t think straight, but he needed to find a way to break free and save his clan.

His inner dragon roared inside his head and screamed,
Why is she taking so long? I need her. I must scent her. She is mine.

Ours.

Mine.

Fuck. He’d never seen his beast act so stubborn and possessive before, and he had no bloody idea how to fix it. He was ninety-five-percent certain the beast wouldn’t stop until Evie was pregnant.
 

Yet that was impossible. Maybe his beast, being so dominant, was extra possessive. He had no reason to believe Evie had lied to him about being incompatible with dragon-shifter DNA.

Before he could dwell any longer on his dilemma, the toilet door opened to reveal Evie clasping a plunger in her hands. Even his dragon blinked for a second at the sight before rushing toward her. Evie said, “Stop. I’m tired. I’m sore, and I’m hungry. I want a break from sex.”

His dragon growled in Bram’s voice. “No. You are mine. I must make sure the others know it.”

Evie tightened her grip on the plunger. “Don’t make me use this to knock you flat on your arse.”

Fuck.
His female was challenging his dragon in the throes of a frenzy. If she wasn’t careful, his beast would do something crazy, such as tie her to the bed.

Bram was forced to watch, helpless, as his beast moved their body toward Evie and said, “You agreed earlier. Sex. Now.”

His human narrowed her eyes. “Look, mister dragon, I’m all for hot, slightly kinky sex, but I’m not a dragon who’s gone mental and has a never-softening cock of magic. I’m human. You try having something hard thrust into you every which way for hours and see how you feel.”

Anger coursed through his dragon-half and Bram wanted to scream for her to stop. While he was pretty sure his beast wouldn’t hurt her, there was always a chance his dragon could go into such a state that Bram would never take back control. It was rare for it to happen, especially to someone dominant enough to become clan leader, but there were stories. Some of which, in centuries past, were still legendary, such as when one dragon razed every village in a twenty-mile radius before he’d been shot down with a catapult.

No.
Bram wouldn’t let that happen. He’d have to think of something quickly.

His dragon moved their body another step closer and said, “Throw the stick down or I will take it. Then I’ll toss you on the bed and scent you again.”

Bram pushed against the invisible boundary inside his mind. If he couldn’t take back control, would his dragon really force their female?
Stop it. She is tired and needs rest. We can scent her later.

No. Now.

Evie moved the plunger a bit behind her, readying herself to swing. “Last warning, dragon.”

His beast growled and moved to take the plunger. However, at the last second, Evie sidestepped and swung the wooden handle against his hard cock.

Not even his bloody beast could take the pain, and doubled over. As soon as he did, Bram felt his prison give way a little.
 

Clever lass. Anger was weakening his dragon’s control.

Brave, too, as she swung again and smacked him in the balls. Fuck, it hurt. Pain radiated through his entire body, to the point tears formed in his eyes, but Bram felt his prison give way even more. He had a chance, and he was going to take it.

With every iota of strength he possessed, he pushed against the invisible wall trapping him deep inside his mind. The pain coursing through his body made it difficult to concentrate, but Bram had fared worse during his clan leader trials.

Each second a little more gave way. Roaring inside his mind, he gave one final push before the wall dissolved. His human-half rushed to the front of his mind. The pain was worse, but the drive to protect his female gave him the strength to toss his bloody beast into an invisible prison.
Stay. I will take care of her.

Ignoring his dragon’s roaring and shouting, Bram said through clenched teeth, “Lass, if you ever want me to use my cock again, that’s enough.”

“Bram?”

“Aye, it’s me. Please don’t smack me in the cock again.”

He heard the plunger fall to the ground before Evie enveloped him in her arms. Since he was still bent over, she was mostly draped over his back. The warmth of her soft curves against his hard body helped him to forget some of his pain.

Evie’s voice was muffled against his back as she said, “I’m sorry I had to whack you in the bollocks, but it was the only vulnerable spot on your body I could attack and have any impact.”

His cock and balls still pulsed with pain and hurt like hell, but he forced himself upright and drew Evie close against his side. “Why should you apologize? My beast was being a bloody bastard and deserved it. Next time, he’ll think twice about trying to take you when you say no.”

Evie snuggled into his side. “You think so? I didn’t mind the sex so much, but we needed you back.”

By ‘we’, she meant the clan. Bram’s heart warmed at the reference. “I’m here now, lass. However, I need to be careful. Until my bloody dragon calms down, I can’t risk shifting, especially if you’re nearby.”

His female hesitated a second and he didn’t like it. “Bram?”

Giving her a squeeze, he replied, “Ask me anything, love.”

She looked up at him, curiosity brimming in her dark blue eyes. “Your dragon was acting as if he were in the throes of a mate-claim frenzy, yet that’s impossible. You’d tell me, right, if there was any way a person could instantly become compatible with a dragon-shifter’s DNA and make it possible to conceive a child?”