The Draglen Brothers - DRAKEN (BK 1) by Solease Barner Page B

in fact, many women in Cortamagen would
love this title. I feel her hesitation, so I lean down, giving her
a gentle kiss to reassure her everything is fine. It’s just what
she needs. She gave me her precious smile, and all my anger slips
away.
    “Yes, I can’t eat another bite,” Cess
says, “I was wondering if I could see the rest of your house. It’s
very beautiful, and the art in here is museum-worthy.” Damn, I just
want to lick her thighs, belly, and oh yes, that sweet treasure. I
wish she knew the Givers’ rules, and then I could march her into my
room for a day or two.
    “If you want a tour of the house, then
let’s get started, we have a lot of ground to cover,” I say,
holding out my hand to her. Feeling the soft hand she places in
mine is amazing, knowing it’s like a feather to me, so easily
broken if I choose. Yet it could make me feel really good if this
feather is rubbed the right way.
    We start our walk down the expansive
hall, which has many portraits of my family in both human and
dragon form. There is also a picture of our castle. Its history
goes back thousands of years. We are always allowed to take this to
Earth to keep us grounded, and besides, legend has it that the
paintings can come to life.
    “Draken, this is so beautiful, who
painted these portraits?” Cess asks, gazing at the pictures. It’s
really nice to meet someone who likes history. Although she thinks
it’s just a painting, it’s much more.
    “These paintings are painted by close
friends of the family,” I say, trying not to expose our identity. I
really would like to make her scream again. I place my hands behind
my back and walk slowly, calming my dragon. This getting to know me
is not what I expected, I just want some pleasure.
    “Please don’t get offended by this,
Draken, but why is everything a reference to dragons in this hall?
Does your family have an obsession with dragons? I mean, you don’t
actually believe in them, do you?” she asks, with a playful
grin.
    “How can I answer this, hmm, my family
and I very much respect the dragon. Many have tried to make them
out to be bad, when actually, they are more than likely just like
you,” I say, not moving my eyes, feeling my beast surface and
knowing my eyes are dark purple as my dragon needs her body. I
should be offended by her comment, but it’s not her fault her
planet decided that making dragons bad and mythical was more
beneficial. I wonder what their belief in their precious dinosaurs
came from? Dinosaurs are merely pets, which got out of control on
earth. Now, they walk freely on Cortamagen. I see her curiosity has
only gotten worse. Fuck! I need her in my bed. I lean in,
whispering in her ear. “Can I please you, and we can talk about it
another day?” I lick the back of her neck, wrapping my hands around
her waist. Smelling her arousal, feeling her clench her legs tight,
just makes me want her more. I need her in my room, fast. I rub my
hand over her breast, feeling the hardness of her nipple, not
stopping my licking of her neck and shoulder, making sure to get
her as hot as possible. This talk of dragons is dangerous.
Especially since she is about to have sex with one
again.
    “Ah, mmm, Draken, that feels so good,”
she moans, very softly.
    “Cess, I want you to understand,
you’re mine, and no other man is allowed to touch you, or you to
touch him unless he is family. I questioned the family thing, since
your land is big on family sex,” I say, really wishing I could have
worded that better. I meant every word. Just now, I see anger on
Cess’ face. I have to fix this quick. “What I’m trying to say is,
before you get angry,” I say, “I just don’t like to share. When I’m
with a woman I want her to myself. I’m very selfish. I should have
said it like that. Yet, I still mean every word. I’m jealous, Cess,
and if another man touches you, or I sense him coming on to you, my
actions will not be controlled.” I hope that will