A Pet for the Dragons

96.

ARIKA

I was in the midst of getting some information from Prince Yune when Radrox barged in and ruined everything. Even though Yvune seemed to have an eeriness to his presence, he was easy to talk to, and that's what I needed... but of course, someone had to ruin it.

It seemed like the universe wanted to piss me off in every single way possible. Radrox not only barged in and ruined my precious opportunity to get some valuable information about this place straight from a prince, but he also had the audacity to demand answers as if I knew everything.

I was beyond pissed. I turned my back on him and pretended to go to sleep, but who was I kidding? It was Radrox. He'd never leave me alone without fucking with my peace first.

"You ask questions as if I know everything about this place and as if I'm not someone who'd been thrust here without being given a single hint about anything! How about you tell me what's going on in this place first!" I finally snapped at him.

I glared at him, feeling all kinds of emotions bubbling inside me. At first, I felt like a volcano about to burst, but the more I stared at the red dragon, the more I realised that my rage was not because he walked in while I was gathering information from the prince. No. I was enraged because of how he abandoned me when I tried to mend things, but then he'd be in my face when I wanted to be left alone. This was a more frustrating realisation.

"Alright then, it's time for your lesson," He growled, his red eyes darkening dangerously. I sucked in a breath as my heart started pounding in my chest due to my carnal excitement.

"Lesson? You think I'm a kid?" I hissed, more annoyed but, at the same time, slightly turned on. I knew what he meant by lesson, and the thoughts instantly started a pulse between my legs. I squeezed my thighs and glared harder at him.

"No... you're a spoiled pet that needs to learn how to talk to her master," Radrox growled as he stalked towards the bed. His red eyes darkened even more. I almost yelped and jumped out of bed when he dropped his cloak and climbed on the bed.

He meant business this time.

"I'm not your pe—" The rest of the words died in my throat when he grabbed my ankle and pulled me towards him before I could get away from the bed. I screamed and kicked my legs, but suddenly, my wrists and legs were tied. Radrox put his finger under my collar and jerked it hard.

"Even with this collar, you seem to forget who you are now," He growled above me while I quivered under him, not with fear but with an intense burning need that I was trying to suppress. No matter how much I resisted this, it turned me on terribly... but I'd die before I let him find out that I liked the way he claimed me.

"Because I'm not your pet," I hissed in his face. "I'm a person, and you must..." I lost my words again as soon as he took off my clothes until I was completely bare under him. I shuddered, goosebumps prickled my skin, and the throbbing between my legs grew worse. A hungry look clouded over his face as he looked down at my body. It looked like he was somehow holding himself back from devouring me. I swallowed hard. I needed to be devoured. The pulse between my thighs was demanding it.

"What were you saying?" He asked, clutching my jaw.

"I'm a person," I swallowed. I forgot what I was about to say. All he had to do was take my clothes off and touch me. Fuck. I was too damn desperate for the dragons. It'd be the end of me if they got to know this. As if it couldn't get any worse, Radrox's mark on my neck tingled, fuelling my need.

"A person who failed to make a deal and now must face the consequences," He reminded me, and I wanted to curse him for that.

"So we're still stuck there," I hissed.

"You don't soil a dragon's honour and get away with it," He growled back. Within that desire, I saw the same rage persisting. He still wasn't over it, and I wasn't holding it against him. I did fuck things up pretty bad for him, and I felt guilty for it. Fuck it, I even apologised for it, but he wouldn't have it.

"I begged your forgiveness... what else do you want?" I hissed.

"I want your submission," He growled. "Accept me as your master, and I shall consider forgiving you,"

"That's never going to happen," I told him upfront, even though I was on the verge of doing what he asked me to. My desperation knew no limit, but he didn't need to know that. The red in his eyes blazed brighter. My denial only seemed to fuel his determination. This was troubling but also exciting. A part of me wanted to see how far he was willing to push before taking what he demanded.

"It's a matter of time," He said, lowering himself until his lips almost brushed his mark on my neck. A moan escaped my lips immediately, and I hated myself for that. "You already wear my mark. You'd have to accept me as your master one day and serve me like the pet you are,"

"In your dreams," I hissed back at him like a feral cat because that was the only thing I could do. I couldn't move my hands or legs... not that I knew what I would do if my limbs weren't bound. Radrox probably would've gotten a fist to his face or a knee to his balls, or maybe I'd have thrown my hands around his neck and shut him up with a hot and demanding kiss. The latter seemed the most likely, judging by the wetness between my thighs. For a second, I was glad my limbs were bound so I couldn't do something stupid like that.

I expected him to say something back, but he laughed at me. It was so deep and masculine that it rumbled through my whole body, making me feel hotter for him.

"There's always denial in your words, yet I can smell your cunt growing needy for me," He muttered against my chest, his hot mouth so close to my sensitive nipple. I couldn't help but whimper against him. He caught me red-handed, but I wasn't the one to give up so easily.

"It's not like you're going to do anything about it," I said, panting. Even though I was caught red-handed, I refused to surrender. For a moment, he was silent, and I decided to consider it my victory. But alas, it was short-lived.

"If that's what you think, then I'm more than willing to prove you wrong," Radrox said, getting up. At first, I thought he was leaving, but no. He merely stood up to take his clothes off. Meanwhile, he tied me to one of the bedposts using his enchanted chain. I was on my knees as I watched him slowly undressing.

I grew more and more hungry as he finally started taking his pants off. All his muscles and scars were on full display. He didn't seem bothered about them like last time, and I wondered why.

"But before we begin, I'd like to remind you that I owe you nothing until you submit to me, Arika," He said darkly before pulling his hard, throbbing cock out of his pants.

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