Page 3 of Regal Rising

“I have to find Sirrush first.”

Behind the drakes, there was a huge stone wall, and then, inside the wall, an eye slowly opened.

Rex whispered, “Found him.”

Reggie elbowed her and eased through the gate. She was brought to an abrupt halt with a sharp tug on her waistband. A look back showed her Rex carefully gripped in the claw of one of the drakes. Rex reached down and unclipped the tether. “Go, Reggie. This shit is weird enough.”

The drakes were sniffing Rex from head to toe, and she was glaring at both of them. For some reason, this seemed to encourage them. Rex was punching any head that got too close. Reggie grinned and turned back to the enormous eye. She walked up calmly and stroked the stone. “It has been too long, husband. This is a different era, and I am in a different body, but I am Tawney, and I have missed you, Sirrush.”

The stone shifted until a dragon of smaller proportions stood staring down at her. She smiled. “You are still not quite what I had in mind.”

The tongue flicked around her face, breasts, and belly. His tail lashed in excitement. “You have her scent.”

“I have never gotten over that enunciation, my beloved, bullheaded idiot.” She reached up and caressed his muzzle.

“You have returned to me.”

She paused. “You will have to remain here for ten more years until I come for you again.”

He looked and hissed angrily. “You are receptive.”

“Yeah, and I will need fire again to make sure we both have fun, but a decade of dreams will have to suffice.”

He paused. “How long has it been?”

“Seven hundred and ninety years.”

His eyes went wide. “If I return to my normal form, they will be on us.”

“No, they are scattered across the world, tracking down all the dark Elite who were scattered in time.” She smiled. “They are creating a distraction for as long as we need.”

“I will give you fire now. Remove your strange clothing.”

“This clothing does not come off in an alluring manner.”

“Seeing you again, no matter the body, is nearly driving me mad.”

She grinned and pulled her shirt over her head, unsnapping her bra and then working on her sneakers and jeans. Panties and socks hit the floor.

The dragon licked his lips as she walked toward him. “So, mate? Fire?”

He grabbed her and pulled her to him, exhaling hard into her open mouth. He lowered her to the floor and moved between her thighs to do the same there. The fire went in, and after a moment, it spilled back again.

He lifted his head in surprise. “You are ready for me.”

“Not you. The man who eased my fears and held me close that first night. The man who went on a killing spree when me and our babe were murdered. The man who went to the greenhouse and made me a crown of roses every day of my pregnancy.Thatman is invited into me today.”

Warm hands were touching her a moment later, and he smiled with tears in his eyes. “Little star. You have always been in my dreams.”

“And you in mine.” She caressed his shoulders and tried to pull his head to hers, but he dove between her thighs. Pleasure started slowly, considering the proximity of their audience, but she couldn’t resist it. She gave in to the one man she had truly trusted, the man who had tried to burn the world before his men held him back.

His advisers had helped to soothe things before they left. With no colony in process, they had no jobs to do. Her soul had watched them leave with her daughter’s next to her.

Tawney cried out as she hit her first climax. The pleasure with him was not a surprise; it was expected.

He knelt between her thighs and pulled her up to him, lifting her and pressing into her slowly. When she was finally containing him, he shuddered but then began to lift and lower her over him. The friction became pleasure, and the precum warmed her. She moved with him, digging her claws into his shoulders as they worked to make the impossible, another daughter.

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