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Mercy Of The Dragon
Published: 01/28/2011
Ja’darien, slayer of Dracs, will stop at nothing to banish his deviant
desire for the dragons. He won't rest until he rids the world of the
beasts. On the edge of a ravine, he waits for his prey.
Kerkira, a winged dragon, hunts the slayer. Yet, when given the chance, he can’t kill his enemy. The man is hismate . However, because of Ja'darien's sins against the Dracs, Kerkira vows the slayer’s submission will not be pleasant.
The bond of mating is more intense than either is prepared for. Will Kerkira forgive him because Ja’darien is at the mercy of the dragon?
Kerkira, a winged dragon, hunts the slayer. Yet, when given the chance, he can’t kill his enemy. The man is his
The bond of mating is more intense than either is prepared for. Will Kerkira forgive him because Ja’darien is at the mercy of the dragon?
This title contains: explicit language, anal sex, bondage,
BDSM, and m/m.
Rosette (27 pages)
Excerpt:
Kerkira approached the bedding. The slayer, naked
and bound with cord to his pallet, continued to sleep. Kerkira swallowed
hard. Ja’darien was beautiful in repose. His perfect form was seemingly
at peace. His full lips softened to a half smile. High brows arched
over expressive eyes.
On the ridge above the ravine, those emerald eyes had revealed more than fear and hatred. Passion and lust. Even if Kerkira hadn’t scented the sweetness of his essence, he’d felt the heat radiating off Ja’darien. Ja’darien’s engorged cock had pressed against his tunic. The arousing fluids dampened the protective cloth and sent shards of pleasure unfurling within Kerkira’s dragon—awakening the man.
“How do I make you understand?” he whispered to the sleeping slayer. If only Ja’darien had realized he’d destroyed his destiny with his rage against dragons.
Kerkira had stripped him of clothes upon arriving at his lair. His mate was for his pleasure and the need to roam hand, mouth and cock over the muscular perfection was increasing with each passing moment. Instinct to mate, to claim him—to mark him—was overwhelming. But so was the need to discipline the slayer, to punish him with painful pleasure.
As he had tied the intricate knots in the rope, binding Ja’darien to the bed, Kerkira’s clawed hands had trembled.
“You will never slaughter another Drac,” Kerkira vowed. Ja’darien’s destiny was to serve and Kerkira would see to his instruction. “For thepain and death you’ve rained upon my species, your submission to me will be total and complete .”
His eyes narrowed as he visualized a submissive Ja’darien accepting
Kerkira’s power and learning to take pleasure in punishment. Ja’darien
had been fighting against his true nature. A dragon’s mate was always
submissive. “However, it may not always be pleasant.”
On the ridge above the ravine, those emerald eyes had revealed more than fear and hatred. Passion and lust. Even if Kerkira hadn’t scented the sweetness of his essence, he’d felt the heat radiating off Ja’darien. Ja’darien’s engorged cock had pressed against his tunic. The arousing fluids dampened the protective cloth and sent shards of pleasure unfurling within Kerkira’s dragon—awakening the man.
“How do I make you understand?” he whispered to the sleeping slayer. If only Ja’darien had realized he’d destroyed his destiny with his rage against dragons.
Kerkira had stripped him of clothes upon arriving at his lair. His mate was for his pleasure and the need to roam hand, mouth and cock over the muscular perfection was increasing with each passing moment. Instinct to mate, to claim him—to mark him—was overwhelming. But so was the need to discipline the slayer, to punish him with painful pleasure.
As he had tied the intricate knots in the rope, binding Ja’darien to the bed, Kerkira’s clawed hands had trembled.
“You will never slaughter another Drac,” Kerkira vowed. Ja’darien’s destiny was to serve and Kerkira would see to his instruction. “For the
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