The Dragon and the Princess

Chapter 12

Lydia looked up into his eyes and she felt herself shiver. It wasn't hatred or disgust that she saw in his eyes like she had expected it was something else. Something she had never seen before. She didn't know what it was but she knew that she was drawn to that look. But she couldn't allow herself to act on it. He was a dragon and she was a princess. It could never be. Besides, she was engaged to be married. Only whores allowed themselves to be with more than one man. She was a lady, not a whore. But he didn't make her feel like a whore. He made her feel like a woman. A true woman.

Lithon unconsciously moved closer to Lydia and before he knew it he was sitting beside her on the bed. Slowly his hand raised and he moved a wet lock of hair that was sticking to her face behind her ear.

"Lydia," he says softly as he slowly began to lean closer to her.

"Lithon." She breathes as her eyes flutter closed, their faces only inches apart.

He slowly drew closer to her until finally, their lips brushed. Lithon vaguely heard the faint sound of crackling, to faint to be heard by Lydia, but at that moment he didn't care. He couldn't bring himself to think of anything other than Lydia.

The kiss was slow, gentle, and soft but the more it continued the more Lydia felt something inside her stomach grow. It was a feeling as though millions of little butterflies had just come out of their cocoon and were flying all around her stomach. It was a feeling she had never felt before but she knew that she wanted this feeling to last, or, if possible, multiply.

Slowly Lydia turned her head and, at the gentle brush of Lithon's tongue against her lips, she dared to open her mouth. Slowly, almost cautiously, his tongue began to move against her own, and soon the taste of the smoked meat was all that she could taste. She hazily wondered how someone could have such a strong flavor on their tongue but her thoughts were soon interrupted by the pleasurable feeling of Lithon running his hand slowly down her side and to her hip through the sheet she had wrapped around her.

Lithon was in bliss. The taste of peaches and cinnamon on his tongue as he slowly ran his tongue along the inside of Lydia's mouth. He couldn't get enough of it, couldn't get enough of her. So much so that he found himself moaning in pleasure. Slowly he leaned back until his back was pressed against the mattress of the bed, and at the same time, he broke the kiss so that he could gently tug Lydia so that she was now straddling him. It was the best position for her so that her injuries didn't get aggravated, besides, he wanted her to have the ability to stop at any moment she wished, even though that thought made him sad he knew that it was best for her. However, Lydia didn't seem to mind, in fact, she seemed to deepen the kiss.

Lydia was shocked when Lithon rolled her over on top of him. Not because she didn't like it but because it was new to her. By allowing her on top he had surrendered all control of the situation to her and, if she was being completely honest with herself, she liked it. All her life someone has been trying to control everything she did, whether that be her mother, father, or her fiancée, but Lithon had just given her something she never thought she would have. A choice. A dragon just gave her complete control over him without any thought what so ever when her own fiancée couldn't do that. She liked being in control, she liked that Lithon had given her this power, the power over him that no other woman would ever have.

Carefully, Lydia adjusted her position on top of Lithon so that she didn't hurt her feet. She watched as water droplets fell from her soaking hair and landed on his face, he didn't seem to mind. Smiling with genuine happiness Lydia leaned down again and didn't hesitate to open her mouth and begin kissing Lithon with as much passion as she could muster. She was beyond delighted when he replied with just as much enthusiasm and passion. She placed one hand on his chest, caressing his strong muscles, and kept the other one against her own breast, securing the sheet to her body. She shuddered in pleasure as she felt Lithon's fingers gently brushing her hips through the sheet.

Lithon was finding it hard to control himself with the amount of passion that there was just flying around the room, coming off of both him and Lydia. He didn't want to do anything that she would regret but he didn't want to stop either. Her being on top both allowed her control and drove him absolutely wild. A few strands of her wet hair were ticking his face and he eventually brought one of his hands up to wipe the hair away from his and her face and place it behind her ears one more. She seemed to enjoy the contact with her bare skin and so Lithon placed his hand upon her cheek and gently caressed it as they continued to dance with their tongues.

Eventually, Lithon felt Lydia pull back as she gasped for air. He too was finding it hard to breathe. Lydia smiled down at him as she tried to catch her breath and Lithon just smiled up at her, loving every second he was in her presence.

"Lydia," Lithon said breathlessly as he slowly propped himself up on his elbows. Lydia smiled at him softly before she replied.

"Yes, Lithon?" her very voice made him shiver.

"Lydia I think I'm in lo-" he began but he was abruptly cut off as a strong scent invaded his nose. He groaned slightly and lay back down on the bed again. "Lydia, the kitchen is on fire."