The Selection: Bride Of The Dark Dragon

LARA

I was afraid to actually look at him, so I just stepped out of my dress and walked slowly into the warm water of the lake. I was in the water up to my waist when I turned over my shoulder to check where he was and noticed him standing on the shore, watching me as if he was mesmerized. Then, after a while, he remembered how to breathe and tugged the collar of his shirt, tearing off the buttons that held it in place.

“Well?” I arched my brow at him, “Are you going to join me?”

He swallowed and I saw sparks of dark magic dance wildly in his eyes. That made me smile. I wasn’t even sure what I was doing here but I loved it that he reacted this way.

“Lara,” he said finally in a very calm tone which did not fool me, “If I walk into that water with you tonight, I will not be able to stop. If you are not sure or you think you can change your mind, then, please, say it now. Don’t do this to me… if…”

If I wasn’t sure before he said that, I was sure now.

“Come,” I breathed out, not taking my eyes off him and as soon as I said it, dark flames burned everything that he had on. It happened so fast and now I was taking in the godly frame of the man before my eyes. I saw him naked in our dreams already but this right now was so real. I could see every muscle flex, I could see how immaculate his body was, clearly trained but also naturally perfect in every sense. Yes, the dragon king was by far the most beautiful man that I had ever seen. And I grew up on the White Archipelago. All men there were beautiful too, but their beauty was of a different kind, sweet and angelic, full of light and soft lines. Everything in Demir screamed masculinity. From his sharp jaw and strong cheekbones to the way his body was carved as if it was made of rock by a talented sculptor.

My eyes paused just for a second to notice that he was already aroused and heat rushed to my cheeks. He did not escape him and a smirk stretched on his perfect lips right before he jumped into the water. He swam right next to me and disappeared in the depth of the lake. Not thinking twice, I went underwater myself with a spark of light on my fingers. But however much I looked for him, he was nowhere to be found. Until two strong arms pressed me hard against his firm body and I’d probably gasped if I could, but it was impossible. He pushed us to the surface and in a few seconds, I took the long-desired breath of fresh night air.

“You scared me!” I reproached him as he turned me so that we were looking at each other. There was no smile on his face and his eyes were shining the cold light of dark magic. However, under his intense gaze, I did not feel chilly at all.

“I am going to ask you one more time, Lara, and, please, think of…” he started to say but I just took his face into my hands and moved closer to shut him up with a k**s. I was still new at this but by the deep growl that emerged from his chest when he grasped the back of my head and responded to me, I could say that I was doing at least something right.

“Lara,” he muttered my name as he started to place little pecks all over my neck, creating goosebumps. He lifted me up higher and I placed my h**s around his waist as he breathed in the soft flesh of my bosom, making it stiff within seconds under his touch.

The sensations were so unusual that I arched my back, only making it easier for him to caress me more. I didn’t notice how my fingers entwined in his hair, bringing him closer and only soft whimpers were leaving me as his hands roamed my body.

“Chaos, Lara,” he swore under his breath as I felt his fingers stroking my most sensitive skin, probing it and teasing, making my breath ragged and uneven. I bit my l*p and he leaned lower to k**s me again, giving me the sensations that were unknown to me before this day. He knew exactly what he was doing, his every move and touch precise and making me lose my mind. Demir held my back for support when the circular movements of his fingers became faster and I almost lost myself in the intensity of what I felt.

“De…mir,” I choked on my own breath when millions of stars and tingles erupted in my body, bringing me over the edge. His head was buried somewhere in my chest when I screamed from the godly pleasure while my fingers were digging into his flesh.

He let me come to my senses, before cupping my chin and bringing me closer for a k**s. Gentle at first, but slowly turning into a greedy and possessive one. Now it seemed that he was the one who had trouble with breathing. And his skin was insanely hot to the touch.

“Mine,” he muttered while biting slowly on the skin at the crook of my neck, “Can’t… hold back… anymore…”

“Then don’t,” I replied to him and his eyes filled with dark magic so much that for a second I was afraid it was going to burst out of him.

He was already panting when he moved me higher onto him and placed himself to enter me.

“I love you so much,” he whispered almost touching my lips, “I’ll be very gentle but it’ll still hurt a little bit… The water will help too…”

I didn’t find the strength to reply to him so just nodded quietly as I bit my l*p and wrapped my hands around his neck.

I knew that he was holding back as much as he could judging by how his muscles flexed against my body, he still moved slowly, giving me time to adjust. Yet when he reached a certain point, he pressed me tighter against his chest and covered my lips with his, muffling the little scream that came out of me.

“Are you all right?” he asked me, wiping the tears that formed on my lashes away, “Lara?”

I closed my eyes, trying to catch my breath and slightly surprised at the same time that the pain was already gone.

“Yes,” I said when I felt how fast his heart was beating under my palm and slip my hand higher so that I could grasp his shoulder. Then moved closer to k**s him again and whispered, “I think I love you too, Demir.”

The words triggered the dragon in him as an inner growl emerged and he started to move inside me. Gently at first, yet over time he changed his pace, unable to control himself anymore. His thrusts became deeper and stronger and I lost myself again, quickly coming over the edge of sensations.

M**n after m**n was leaving me, as I became his. Fully. Irrevocably.

“Mine,” he roared again and again, “Lara…”

He claimed me as his own tonight and I accepted. And the realization of it made all the sensations sharper. A few sharp moves and he pressed me harder, against himself, stilling inside me.

Panting, he cupped my chin with his spare hand and brushed his thumb over my lips, looking into my eyes as I stared at him weakly.

“From this day forward, you belong to me, Lara,” he stated, not asked, “This was your choice. And whatever happens next, I will stand for what is mine.”

“And you?” I shot my brow up, still not able to even my breath, “Who do you belong to?”

“I belong to the little angel who turned my life upside down,” he leaned lower and kissed me again, “Forever…”