When Brishor and Chezzal came out, wrapped with towels around their hips, Meryl couldn’t help but stare at the two of them. So, she stared. Without blinking her eyes. Damp, with steam rising from their bodies, and with those chiseled planes, they looked like gods of sex walking on two legs. Her lips parted as she softly exhaled and her thighs clenched.
The two dragons looked at each other and gave a knowing smile. They walked to sit on either side of her. Chezzal took his hands to her cheeks and brushed her lower lip. “What are you thinking, love?” he asked in a husky voice.
“N—nothing!” she stuttered, as blush rose to her cheeks.
Chezzal couldn’t help but think how innocent she was. She couldn’t hide her feelings for them. They were written all over
Brishor snapped his head at Chezzal. The General narrowed his eyes as his face twisted with anger. “I will be right back!” he said and turned to get out of the bed, when Brishor stopped him.“Don’t act in haste!” Brishor growled.Meryl’s gaze darted from Brishor’s face to Chezzal’s. “What is it?” she asked, totally confused and disturbed by the noises. She wanted to go out and look at what was going on.After a moment of silence, Brishor said, “You go out with Chezzal downstairs and see what is happening, while I go and check the perimeter of the castle. Were you expecting guests? Or did your mother say anything about receiving more guests?”Meryl shook her head. “Not to
The previous night when Meryl was unconscious for a long time, Brishor felt helpless. While Chezzal sat near her all the time, Brishor thought that he would go mad, if she didn’t wake up. In order to vent out his frustration, he had gone out of the castle and ran in the wilds until he was out of breath, until he lay on the ground hoping for his life to end. He dragged himself through the pain back to the castle and on his way back, he heard Judith and Viola.They had taken shelter in one of the crevices in the castle wall. They were injured and yet they were cursing Meryl. Pissed as hell, he had dragged them inside the castle and then thrown them in the dungeons that had been closed for a long time. The women had shrieked and shouted in protest, but in front of a massive dragon like him and two soldiers who had chained them, they couldn’t do much. The dungeons had rusted iron doors and we
“Brishor…?” Valerie murmured with shock cruising through her as she stared at the king who was coming down the stairs. She blinked several times to clear her hallucination, but then there he was—looking menacing and dark as if he was about to erupt like a molten lava any time. And right beside him was Chezzal, his General, who was looking just as intimidating. They both came and stood behind Meryl as if they were her sentinels.At the same time, Alburn went completely still as his mouth fell open. After a moment of silence, he drew his head back sharply and in a disbelieving voice, said, “You!”Brishor narrowed his eyes as a snarl left his mouth. “Lord Alburn.”After a silence that stretched like miles in a desert, Alburn said, “It is good that
Numbness swept through his body. Alburn staggered back and Valerie held him tightly, looking for an anchor for her knees felt wobbly. Alburn thought he had the master plan and that he was going to gain not only the treasures of Windley, but also an abundant supply of Niambh. He had come to lay the ultimate trap that would have made him rich beyond imagination, but now…The two councilmen looked ferocious. They walked closer to where Meryl and Chezzal were standing.Brishor continued, “Judith had gone to meet you in a hurry, and that raised my suspicion. She had bought Niambh from you. These two councilmen out here,” he pointed at the two of them with his thumb over his shoulder, “Mazu and Hama are witnesses to it. They saw Judith coming out of Valerie’s house with Niambh.”
Brishor had proposed to Meryl a day earlier.Kneeling on one knee in front of her, he said, “Will you be my wife?” As he gazed at Meryl’s face that morning, as the first light of morning fell on her skin, illuminating her peachy complexion, he forgot to breathe.Meryl bit her lip seeing him craning his neck to look at her face. Her eyes locked with his pine green ones and numerous emotions swirled in her. She nodded. “I will…” she replied and realized that Brishor took a deep breath. He had pulled her to him. She curled her hands around his head as he pressed her against her belly.“You have to come to Galdere with me,” he said, as she played with his locks.Chezzal was sitting on the bed watching t
“Am I?” Meryl rasped as she arched her body for him to take more. He snarled against her nipple. His hand reached her other breast. He took her hard nipple between his thumb and forefinger and rolled it. She whimpered as pleasure cruised through her. Slowly, he took his hand down and cupped her sex.“Ah, my girl is wet for me,” he said. “What would I do to get inside you?”“Then get in!” she breathed. Her core was throbbing so hard that she wanted him inside.Sensing her need, he slipped his finger inside her and pumped in and out until she saw stars in her vision. She came all around his finger as he sucked her hard. Meryl was breathless. She threaded her fingers in his hair as she watched him suck her breasts. “Am I not good enough?” she asked
When Angus heard about Tere that she made Meryl escape, a shudder passed through him. Meryl was Brishor’s guest and his mate. Making her escape was treason. He drew in a shaky breath as he pursed his lips. He didn’t know that Tere would be so scheming. But what could drive her to this level? Sitting on the bed, he felt dizzy. Tere was his betrothed and they both loved each other, but this— this was so twisted. He was completely flustered. The foundation of love on which he had been swelling his chest on, cracked beneath his feet. He was in the prison, but he was happy that he tried to protect his betrothed. And now…Shaky at the revelation, he asked in a gravelly voice, “So, what do you plan to do now?”“What do you want me to do Angus?” Brishor replied. “Because this sure as hell is an act of treason
They were least expecting to find Penny and Ludwig in the dining hall. And when Brishor saw Ludwig, he was stunned. “Ludwig!” he rasped. His gaze darted to his mother who was standing near the table, talking to Penny. She winked at him. Excited as hell, Brishor couldn’t hide his content. His eyes shone and his skin rippled with bright scales. He was bristling with joy.Penny was wearing a crimson gown that pooled at her ankles. Its long sleeves tapered off towards the end. With her hair pinned up, the skin of her neck reflected the shine from the large diamond earrings she was wearing. Ludwig looked just as handsome as ever. He was wearing brown leather pants with a white shirt.Penny turned to see Brishor and a grin covered her face. She rushed to him and almost leapt to hug her old friend. Brishor planted his feet on the ground t
“What is it?” Brishor said, his face drained of color. He looked at Chezzal who was looking as ghastly as the past several hours. He had to give it to Chezzal that he had more strength than him in such situations. “Oh! Another head is forming!” The healer informed her. “Push, Meryl!” Meryl pushed again with whatever energy she was left with. “We got another boy!” The healer announced. Cendyt rushed back and was now going crazy! “I got two grandsons!” she cried out of pleasure. Brishor came to stand right beside Meryl on her right. “My queen,” he whispered as he held her hand and squeezed it softly. “You’ve made us so proud.” A teardrop fell on Meryl’s hand.
Meryl had had a long chat with Cendyt about heats. Cendyt had told her the implications of it. She had said that it had been hundreds of years since Galdere has seen the face of a royal child. The reason why she was interested in marrying and putting up with Tere’s bullshit was that she wanted a baby, an heir for Galdere. Tere was ready to marry Angus, but Brishor wanted to find his third mate. In case Brishor never married or never found his mate, Angus’s child would have been the heir to the throne.Cendyt had made it amply clear to Meryl that she wanted grandchildren and wanted them fast. She also said that female dragons came in heat once a year, but she didn’t know what was the case with her, because she was turned. Meryl thought it was better to watch and wait. Maybe, she was going to exhibit the same traits as any other dragon female.
Chezzal thought that he had got inside her too fast. What about her pleasure? He thrust inside her lazily and kissed her lips. He nibbled at her bottom lip and whispered, “I want to go down and lick you.”His dirty words aroused her as hell. She bucked her hips into his to show what she wanted. He chuckled. “You are wicked.”He pulled out and started kissing her. He left a trail of kissed all the way from her lips to the hollow of her neck, her breasts, belly and then to her sex. Once there, he licked off her juices with his tongue until she started groaning needily.“Ah! I can't take it anymore,” she hissed. Brishor turned his face over her chest and began suckling them lazily.Chezzal lifted his head up to see
Brishor set Meryl on her feet. There was so much brightness around her that it blinded her for a moment. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself surrounded by huge mountains and snow all around interrupted by tall firs and pines. The snow was fresh and glistening on the mountain slopes as the sun shone brilliantly over them.“Where are we?” she asked, when Brishor took her hand and tugged her to a log cabin that stood on a ledge of a slope, surrounded by a thicket of pines, just a few meters away. The cabin looked… dark and lonely. It was as if there was no one around it. With snow crunching under their boots, and her sandals, they stepped ahead. But seeing that her sandals had become immediately wet, Brishor picked her up. Cold wind blew and fluttered her veil. She wondered how cold this place would be at night. Chezzal came from behind and lifted her veil.
Meryl climbed the dais, her gaze locked with his through the veil. Brishor couldn’t wait to touch her, so he took her hand and helped her climb the steps of the dais. When she came to stand beside him, Brishor couldn’t help thinking that he was the luckiest man in the Lore. His gaze was fixed on her as her maids helped her with the train of her dress. When she was settled, Brishor took her hand to his lips and kissed it as he stared through her veil into her eyes. He just couldn’t help it. “You look beautiful,” he breathed. Meryl’s face heated up and her heartbeat accelerated. Brishor would have continued to look at his mate had the priest not coughed up. “Your Highness, should we start with the ceremony?” Meryl chuckled and Brishor had to leave her hand. They turned to look at the audience and the priest began to chant ancient liturgy. As soon as
Brishor was nervous like a boy who was going to get his first kiss from his girlfriend, or from any girl for that matter. His mother had taken Meryl from their room saying that she needed to be dressed properly because the girl was about to become the queen of Galdere. That’s why Brishor was left alone with Chezzal and Ludwig.Ludwig was making a huge commotion. He blamed Brishor for delaying and because of him, he wasn’t able to meet Penny. It had been close to two hours and the men in the room had become edgy. The servants were supposed to be happy because their king was getting married, instead they were scared when the three mighty men may burst with anger.“You are looking gorgeous!” Ludwig grated. “I am sure you look better than Meryl even. Now will you just walk out of here and get married?”
After what she did to Meryl, Tere wasn’t allowed anywhere near the royalty. Angus was taken out of the prison and when she came to know she had rushed to meet him, but Tere wasn’t allowed to enter the palace by the guards. Even her father’s influence couldn’t get her there. Later, she came to know that Dirk was informed that his daughter was banned from entering or meeting Angus or for that matter any other royalty.Tere was shocked. Her bitterness rose to the next level against Meryl and now she needed solid revenge. That is why when Dirk was invited to the ball, she made a plan in which she was going to use the same tactic she used last time. Her father would put her down, make her feel low and then Meryl would come out, feeling like a doormat.Dirk had somehow smuggled his daughter in the palace’s grounds the previous nigh
Meryl lips curled up. “I am yours…” she breathed.Brishor pulled her up and crashed his lips over hers in a chaste, yet passionate kiss. “I love you,” he whispered in her ear and twirled her once again. She squealed merrily as he brought her to a stop in his arms.A few moments later, other couples joined them on the dance floor and a mood of merriment was set.Brishor gave her to Chezzal after the first dance and then went to talk to his mother and other guests who had surrounded her. Since the wedding was in two days and since Galdere kingdom was witnessing a royal wedding after a long time, his mother was of the opinion that not only the netizens of Galdere should be invited, but kings and queens of other kingdoms too should be invited. And Brishor really didn’t wa
71Meryl lay between her mates, post coital. If having sex like a human was thrilling, having sex like an immortal was like a bomb blast. She was heaving, sweat slicked and glowing. She was exhausted and wanted to sleep. As for the dragons, they wanted more. “You both can now go to hell,” she chuckled.“Then you are coming to hell with us,” Brishor said as he nipped her earlobe.“No, I am going to stay right here,” Meryl laughed.Chezzal coiled his arms around her and pulled her close to his chest. He tucked her head beneath his chin and closed his eyes. “She is tired, Brishor. Give her some time to be ready for us.”“Yes, I will be ready in another two day