Chapter Fourteen

It was just what I needed. Taroc was just what I needed. He had me naked and strapped to one of his devices a few minutes later. With my hands and feet bound, I felt strangely free. No decisions to make, nothing to fight. Just Taroc and the pleasure he gave me.

And then things took an unexpected turn. Literally.

Taroc spun the contraption I was on so that I faced the hardwood floor. He had already oiled and stretched me, so he slid into me without the usual back and forth. I gasped and then moaned. So good. Taroc's long cock went deep. He grabbed the globes of my ass and pulled himself even deeper.

“You were naughty tonight,” Taroc said.

I blinked. “What? When?”

“When you offered another man sex without asking us first. Without asking me.”

“Oh. I thought we were past that.” I groaned as he slammed deeper. “I guess not.”

“Beg for my forgiveness.”

“What?” I snarled.

“Do it.”

“Oh, that's it!” I struggled with the restraints. “Let me off this thing.”

“No. Say you're sorry.” Taroc pressed me down.

“What I'm saying is, stop!”

Taroc stopped.

We were both panting heavily. His hand was still on my back. His cock still inside me. It throbbed.

“Get your dick out of me and let me off this thing,” I said.

Taroc pulled out, then unlocked something and spun me to face upright. He undid the straps, and I sat up, then crawled off the device.

“Ember,” Taroc said.

“Taroc, I thought we were coming here to play. The word play has lighthearted connotations. No part of it implies working out your anger on me.” I pointed at him. “If you're upset with me, we deal with it before we come in here. You don't wait until I'm helpless and playing your daddy game to shove your shit down my throat!” I shoved him with both hands and pushed past him.

“Ember!”

“No!” I screamed so loud and so long that it echoed in my ears.

Taroc's eyes went wide.

“I'm fucking tired,” I said, panting again. “I was at a breaking point tonight when Vexen started pushing me. I thought that being with you would make me feel better. But instead, I'm even angrier. Thanks for that, Taroc. Thanks for the support.”

“Hey!” Taroc snarled and grabbed my arm as I tried to turn away. He jerked me into an embrace, wrapped his arms around me, and held me tightly.

And then he started to sing.

I was so shocked that I just stood there, arms at my sides and face pressed against his chest. He rocked me, one hand sliding up to stroke my hair until my tight muscles started to relax. I sighed out my fury and crumpled. Taroc caught me, lifted me off my feet, and carried me to the bedroom. He laid me down on that woodland bed, lay down beside me, and settled me in against him—all while singing a sweet, velvety song about the wind. Or the air. I don't know. I wasn't really paying attention to the words. It was Taroc who soothed me. His voice. His hands. The kiss he placed on my forehead.

“Fuck,” I whispered.

“Better now?” he asked.

“Yeah. Still not apologizing,” I muttered.

He burst out laughing.

“Not funny.”

“Ember, I wasn't bringing my issues into our sex play,” Taroc said gently. “That whole dominant thing requires me to find reasons to punish you. I thought you knew it wasn't real—not the punishment or the issues. That's why I brought it up before we went to play. It was worked through already, but it also gave me something to pretend to punish you for.”

“Wait.” I sat up and looked at him. “So, you aren't angry about the Vex thing?”

“No.”

“Oh.” I looked away.

Taroc sat up and took my hand. “I'm sorry you thought I was. But remember in the future, everything that happens during our playtime is a game. Not real. If you ever feel uncomfortable again in any way, you do exactly what you did tonight. You tell me to stop. And I will immediately. Remember, I want to take care of you. Never hurt you. I would kill anyone who tried to hurt you, Ember. Bonding with you was like a mating for me. And Tytra protect their mates with their lives.”

“Fuck, I love you,” I whispered and pulled him into a kiss.

Taroc growled into our kiss and pushed me onto my back. There was no playing now. It was serious. Seriously hot. His big body moved over me, muscles bunching. Pressing in. His broad warrior hands slid over my shoulders. Down my hips. Along my outer thighs. He ground his cock against mine.

I gasped away from our kiss, and Taroc took advantage of my bared neck. He bit me there, then along my jaw, all while he undulated against me. I bent my knees and pushed up, needing more.

“No,” he said. Just no. Then he moved down to suck at my nipples.

“Oh, fuck,” I groaned, fingers in his hair. “Fuck me.”

“No,” Taroc said again.

“Damn it, Taroc!”

“There's one more thing I need to tell you.”

I went still. “All right.”

“I understand that you're sad and under a lot of stress, but you've been taking it out on the ones you love, quick to react poorly. You need to remember who we are before you jump to conclusions.”

“You're right. I know. I should—”

“Shh,” he said, cutting off my words with a brush of his lips. “Just be more aware. And know that if you ever attack me like that again, I will spank you. Not playing. Real punishment. If you behave like a child, I'll treat you like one.”

I grinned at him. “Fair enough. Now will you fuck me?”

“Soon.”

“Better be,” I grumbled.

Taroc chuckled against my belly, then made me gasp with a long lick up my cock. A nibble on the tender skin just above, and then he nuzzled me there. Kisses came next, sprinkled across my hip bone and down my thigh. My cock bobbed for his attention, but Taroc ignored it. He did, however, shove my thighs further apart, and my hole clenched in anticipation.

“Taroc,” I whispered.

“Very well.” He sighed and got to his knees. “Are you still ready for me, Ember?”

“Fuck, yes!” I grabbed my knees and yanked my legs back so far that my ass left the bed.

Instead of laughing at me, Taroc's stare went straight to my entrance, and then his hand followed, thick fingers sliding over me to test the slickness of the remaining oil before delving in. He grunted in approval, then grabbed the base of his long cock. I watched eagerly as he guided it to me, then closed my eyes as the tip pushed in.

“Oh, fuck!” My eyes popped open when that tip popped through my ring of muscles, sending a zing up my spine.

“No. That's not what you say when you need my cock,” Taroc said, holding himself in place.

I wriggled on him, but couldn't work him deeper without his help. “Are we playing again?”

“Just a little.” He winked.

I grinned back. “All right, Daddy. Please, fuck my tight little hole.”

“Gently?” Taroc teased me and slid in slowly, then pulled out.

I played along. “Please, fuck me hard, Daddy. Fuck me hard with that big Tytra dick.”

“Since you asked nicely.” He grinned and then slammed forward.

Taroc bent forward, taking the weight of my legs, and I grabbed his thick neck and held on. A tinkling sound came as he slammed into me. I looked up to see the branches shaking and the crystal leaves clinking together.

I knew then that we'd be very happy there. My dragon daddy and me in our fake tree bed down the hall from a room full of naughty furniture and toys.