Page 27 of The Ruby Dragon Prince
“You’re coming with me now, my sweet,” I growled into his ear. “I haven’t finished breeding you yet. And I promise you, I will show you as little mercy this time as my cock plunders you as I showed you last time.”
Chapter
Eight
Tovey
After the exciting, adventurous day I’d had racing through the palace to rescue Rufus and then evading my father’s guards as my brothers and I made our way back to the garden, I would have expected to sleep as soundly as a log. Once Rufus was gone, I began to feel vaguely ill again, though now I suspected that it was because of the bond we shared.
By the time I crawled into bed for an early night, I was convinced I wouldn’t wake for days. My brothers had debated about going through the magic door for another night of dancing. Selle tried to convince me that going to Rufus on my own might be the only thing that would make me feel well and whole again. I didn’t doubt he was right, but my mind and body were both so tired that I was already in bed and under my covers before I could agree with him.
I slept, but not well. I was plagued with dreams that were not so much visions, but a deep and overwhelming pull to go to Rufus. I had to go to him. I needed him, he needed me, and thenew spark of life inside me desperately wanted to be with him, too.
I was shocked but not at all surprised to awaken in the middle of the night with Rufus seated on my bed. The restlessness of my dreams was gone, replaced by an overwhelming feeling of peace and rightness. All would be well now that my dragon was with me. His fiery scent had my body tingling and my hole fluttering with desire, even though the consummation of our magical new love had been a success. I didn’t think I would ever stop wanting Rufus.
So when he clapped a hand over my mouth and leaned down to murmur a terrifying and seductive, “You’re coming with me now, my sweet. I haven’t finished breeding you yet. And I promise you, I will show you as little mercy this time as my cock plunders you as I showed you last time,” I thrilled at the prospect.
I struggled a little under him, because it felt so much more exciting to attempt to get away from him, even though that was the last thing I wanted.
“Your fate is already sealed, my omega,” Rufus said with a low laugh. He leaned back so that he could scoop his arms around me, then hoisted me quickly onto his shoulder.
I wanted to scream and flail to complete the fantasy of being kidnapped from my bed in the middle of the night so a dragon could have his way with me, but I didn’t want to wake or alarm my brothers. I was certain I caught Leo opening one eye to see what was going on, then grinning and going back to sleep.
Rufus had made another door into this world, so he didn’t have to push Rumi’s bed aside to steal me away from one world to the other. As soon as he stepped through into the magical world with me and closed the door behind him, I felt it was safe to shout and enhance the illusion that I had been taken against my will.
“Let me go!” I shouted, pounding against Rufus’s back and trying to kick. “I will never submit to you!”
Rufus laughed, the sound carrying both pretend menace and genuine fondness. “You will most definitely submit,” he said. “You will be my slave.”
He shifted me slightly in his arms so that he could smack his hand across my plump bottom. I felt a gush and splatter of wetness at the sharp blow before the slick really started to run down my thighs.
Rufus drew in a deep breath. “You’re so ready to finish being bred that I’m sure alphas for miles around can smell you.”
I stopped struggling for a moment and frowned. Finish being bred? Wasn’t the process of spilling his seed within me and having it take hold a relatively simple process?
That question only flashed through my head for a moment before I wriggled enough to escape from his hold, although I was fairly certain he let me go. As soon as my feet hit the ground, I tried to turn away from him and bolt.
I was stopped both by the way Rufus grabbed my arm to hold me to my place and by the surprising sight of the room I found myself in. It was one of the grandest, most ornately decorated bedrooms I’d ever seen. The ceilings were high with thick beams of a warm, reddish wood. The walls were decorated with tapestries and windows with thick curtains, which were all drawn. An enormous fireplace with a fire that crackled merrily stood on one side of the room, and a gigantic bed with four tall posts at its corners supporting a bright red velvet canopy took up the other side. The bed was covered with so many soft coverlets and counterpanes that it looked like some sort of confection.
“Of course you like my bed,” Rufus purred, tugging me closer as I momentarily forgot to struggle and run. “You want to be spread and splayed and ravished in that bed,” he whispered against my ear.
No sooner had he said the words when my mind conjured up the image of me naked, wet, and begging in heat as Rufus fucked me into bliss.
The flash of fantasy was so strong that I moaned as if he were already inside me. My knees went weak and I sagged, only to have Rufus catch me.
“Yes, my sweet,” he said. “It is your fate to be a whore for a dragon.”
I would have taken offense to his crude way of stating it if I hadn’t had slick pouring down my thighs as my womb pulsed with desperation.
“Where are we?” I managed to gasp, though I wasn’t certain it mattered.
“In my lair,” Rufus said, reaching for the hem of my nightshirt. “It is complete now that I have my most prized possession within it.”
I twisted to face him, intending to scold him for his rude words and ask for an explanation, but as soon as I moved, Rufus swept my nightshirt up and pulled it off over my head, tossing it aside. My skin prickled with desire and my cock stood out as I was laid bare for him. The way he looked at my naked body, particularly my gently bulging belly, with so much hunger had me trembling with a deep-seated need to be exactly what he’d said I would be, his slave, and to have him use me as fiercely as he had in the forest glade.
“You are perfect,” Rufus growled, sweeping a hand up my torso from my hip to my shoulder, then down again across my back to grasp my ass. “You are ripe to finish being bred.”
Again, I had questions, but again I wasn’t given a chance to ask them. Rufus surged forward, causing me to gasp as he lifted me from the waist and threw me across his bed. I grabbed hold of the coverlet, torn as to whether I should try to get away or stay put, but I didn’t have a choice.
