The Dragon’s Virgin Slave 2: Captive (Monster Breeding Dragon Shifter Erotic Romance) (4 page)

She started to rush toward Rhodar,
but Telnar caught her arm. “I must use magic to free him.”

“Free them all,” commanded Rhodar.
“We have been talking. I promised them all that if I was released from this
cell, I would free them from the palace.”

“All of them?” blurted out Kara.
“But... the wasp queen!”

The wasp queen spoke in a grating
voice that hurt Kara’s ears. “I do not enjoy killing helpless prisoners, girl.
The Master forces me. Free me from this enchanted cell, and we shall see how
the Master likes my sting!”

A chorus of assent rose up from the
prisoners. Then a soft patter of feet sounded on the stairs. A crowd of
scantily clad slave girls and boys hurried into the dungeons, led by Aralan and
Suli.

Telnar raised both hands. Light
blazed up, and Kara covered her eyes. There was a blast of heat, and the floor
shook. When she opened her eyes, the iron bars of the cells were gone, and
black pools of molten metal smoldered and hissed on the floor.

Rhodar walked through the molten
iron barefoot, with no sign of pain. Kara threw herself into his arms, and gave
a sigh of pure happiness as they kissed.

“My clever little one,” said
Rhodar. “I did not expect to see you here so quickly, or for you to arrive with
an army at your back! And yet somehow, I am not surprised.”

Telnar turned to Rhodar. “Can you
truly break the spells around the palace?”

Rhodar nodded. “I could not work
magic inside the cell, but I could still sense it. I have been studying those
spells ever since I came here. I cannot break them alone... but you and I can
break them together.”

Rhodar turned to the gathered
crowd. “Everyone who means to attack the Master, go do it now. Everyone else,
run up the stairs and wait in the corridor. Only a dragon-shifter can stay in
this room and survive.”

Kara hurried up the stairs with the
slaves and prisoners, leaving Rhodar and Telnar behind.

In the corridor, the wasp queen
gave a buzzing laugh. “Who will come with me to take revenge?”

The lion man, a cobra-headed man,
the water girl, and three scantily-clad slaves stepped forward.

The lion man indicated the slave
girls and boy. “How will they fight?”

“With my hands and feet, since I
have nothing better,” said a small slave girl whose hair was made of green
vines.

“They are brave.” The wasp queen’s
stinger thrust at the air, a glistening bead oozing from its tip. “I shall
sting some guards and give the slaves their weapons. Brave people deserve the
chance to fight.”

The seven of them ran off down the
corridor. As they turned the corner and vanished from sight, white light flared
from the door to the dungeon, and a huge explosion shook the palace.

“Come!” Rhodar shouted from below.

Everyone ran down the stairs. At
the bottom, Kara blinked in the sunlight. Rhodar and Telnar had blown out the
entire wall of the dungeon, leaving it open to the desert.

“Prisoners!” Telnar shouted. “Don’t
leave the slaves unprotected. Every group of slaves needs at least one prisoner
to fight off any attacks. Choose your destinations, and run!”

Everyone began calling out the
names of places, then breaking into groups. Kara had never heard of most of the
places they mentioned.

“What about you?” she asked Telnar.
“Where will you go?”

He shrugged. “With any slaves who
have no protector. And then... anywhere. Look what your mate has taught me.”

With a flash and a shockwave,
Telnar transformed into a beautiful green dragon.

Suli and Aralan ran up to him and
stood looking hopefully into his storm-gray eyes.

“We have no protector,” said
Aralan.

“You do now,” said Telnar. “Would
you like to ride a dragon?”

With squeals of joy, they climbed
on to his back.

“Good-bye,” called the girls.
“Thank you!”

Telnar bowed his huge head to her.
“If you ever need me, your mate can call me. I will never forget you.”

He launched himself into the air,
winging up and up until he and the girls vanished into the clouds.

The slaves and prisoners had all
departed, and the sounds of battle began to echo from the remains of the
palace.

Kara nudged Rhodar. “
I’d
like to ride a dragon.”

“You may ride me as I am.”

Rhodar lifted her into his arms and
sprang aloft, his powerful wings beating furiously. The wind whipped Kara’s
hair about her face as they flew out over the desert.

“Little one,” said Rhodar. “I am
curious. Everyone in the dungeons insisted that Telnar would refuse to release
us. It seems many of them had tried to convince him before, and all had failed.
However did you persuade him?”

Kara’s stomach clenched. What if
she was wrong about Rhodar? What if he was furious? But she couldn’t bring
herself to lie to her mate.

“Well... The reason he would never
help anyone escape is that he thought there was no life worth living as a free
person. He thought he was a monster whom no woman would touch. So... I touched
him. I mean, I had sex with him. I needed to prove to him that women would want
him. He’d had such a sad life, and I wanted to give him some hope. Oh, and also
I had sex with those slave girls who rode off with him.”

Rhodar’s arms tightened around her.
His voice quivered strangely as he asked, “Because you felt sorry for them,
too?”

“I did feel sorry for them, but
that was more to persuade them to help us.”

“Was it terrible for you?” Rhodar
asked.

Kara shook her head. He might hate
her forever, but she wasn’t going to lie to him. “No, I liked it. Both of them.
I mean, all three of them.”

Rhodar’s chest vibrated as he burst
into a hissing laugh. “Little one, little one! You had a far more enjoyable
stay at the palace than I.”

Kara let out a sigh of relief.
“You’re not angry?”

His forked tongue flicked out and
left a burning caress along her lips and throat. “You saved yourself, and me,
and many others. You helped a brother dragon-shifter. You satisfied your
desires. I could wish that I had been there as well, but I was locked in a
dungeon; you did not leave me out deliberately. Why would I be angry?”

Kara shrugged. “A human might be.”

“Humans are strange,” said Rhodar.

“But you love strange things, don’t
you? So do I.”

Rhodar smiled. “I do.”

They flew far across the desert,
but finally Rhodar’s wings began to falter.

“I spent a great deal of power
breaking the spells and walls,” he said. “I can go no further today.”

He landed by a cave in a hill, and
rested inside while Kara gathered firewood, built a fire, and dug up and
roasted some tubers for their dinner.

After they ate, they lay together
by the fire, watching the flickering flames.

Kara began to doze off, but snapped
awake when a hot rope slid sensuously up between her legs. Then she recognized
the touch of Rhodar’s tail. Desire burned through her body at its caress. His
tail wrapped around her ankles, binding them tight together, and then slid
upward to wrap around her knees, binding them as well. Her thighs were now
locked together.

“You are my prisoner.” The crackle
of flames underlay his husky tones.

“Forever,” she said. “Use me as you
will... though you’ll have to uncoil your tail if you want to use my cunt.”

She tipped her head back to see the
hard planes of his masculine face.

His lips curved teasingly. “Not
so,” he said.

The soft leathery skin of his long
black tail continued to slide upward. Kara’s ankles and knees were still bound
tight, but the blunt tip of his tail eased between her closed thighs, pushing
relentlessly toward her cunt.

Kara swallowed, her hands clenching
in fists. Rhodar and his half-dragon body could bring her to pinnacles of
ecstasy she had never imagined, and he seemed to get endless enjoyment out of
making her come. She shivered in delicious anticipation.

His hot tail-tip pushed closer and
closer, with agonizing slowness. Kara’s entire body felt shrunk into the one
space between her thighs; everything else faded around her. When the tip
touched her cunt, burning like a painless fire, the sensation was so intense
that even that merest brush made her jump and cry out.

Rhodar’s huge, strong hands held
her steady. His talons pricked the slightest bit into her shoulders.

She felt his huge cock stirring and
hardening beneath her ass. The size of him had terrified her when she’d first
seen it, but she had come to relish the sensation of being so filled and
stretched. And just as he loved making her writhe and scream in ecstasy, she
loved making him groan and shudder at her touch. She settled herself atop his cock,
grinding her ass cheeks against it. Rhodar’s breath hissed in his throat.

“Do you want it there?” he
whispered.

“I want it anywhere,” said Kara.

The thought of his huge cock up her
ass frightened her— it was far bigger than his tail— but it excited her, too.

“Not now,” he said. “You are not
prepared. It would hurt you. Now is the time for
this
.”

As he spoke, his tail eased further
into her cunt, sliding against her swollen pearl. It slipped back and forth,
stimulating her until she moaned, then cried out. Her tight-closed thighs added
to the friction. Kara rocked back and forth, grinding her cunt and pearl
against the firm, hot flesh of Rhodar’s tail.

Her cunt grew wet and her juices
flowed down, creating a slippery area of friction between Rhodar’s iron-hard
member and her ass. Realizing that, Kara rocked harder, rubbing her cheeks shamelessly
against Rhodar’s hard cock.

Rhodar let go of her shoulders and
wrapped his strong arms tight around her, his fists clenched. She knew he was
protecting her from his sharp dragon’s talons. She knew, too, that if he didn’t
dare hold her shoulders, he was on the verge of losing control. She smiled to
herself at the thought of the sexual power she held over this huge, strong,
dragon-shifter, with his dragon’s store of knowledge and dragon’s magical
gifts.

“Shall we race to see who can make
the other come first?” he suggested. His words were playful, but his tone was
ragged. He was clearly close to the brink.

“Ha!” gasped Kara. She too was near
the edge. “A woman always wins this game.”

She rocked faster against his cock.
But Rhodar’s hot tail suddenly penetrated deep within her cunt, making her gasp
with surprise and fulfillment. And then, unexpectedly, it rippled and undulated
within her. The hot movement against her pearl, her slick folds, and the
sensitive spots within her body overwhelmed her with pleasure.

Kara’s orgasm seemed to explode
through her entire being. She screamed, writhing uncontrollably, forgetting the
game in her burst of ecstasy. Her cunt gripped Rhodar’s tail hard, clenching
and releasing around his hot flesh.

Rhodar thrust violently against her
ass. She felt his cock spurt out his hot seed against her thighs. As he came,
he threw back his head and shouted her name.

Slowly, his tail slid out from her
cunt, caressing her gently as it withdrew, and uncoiled from around her legs.

Rhodar held her tightly in his
strong arms.

“My mother of dragons,” whispered
Rhodar. “My leader of rebellions.”

“My breaker of spells,” whispered
Kara. “My fucker of women.”

Rhodar laughed.

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