The Fount of Dragon Fire

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

Heated flesh pressed together, liquid fire burning between them, as Ash ran his calloused hands up and down Camry's body. She trembled and quaked, fire escaping her throat with each gasping moan that he pulled from her as his fingers teased and tormented.

She begged him for more, thrusting her hips up, desperately searching for something that remained just out of her reach. The sensation she got was never quite enough and she began panting, whimpering as her fingernails raked long lines down the long, hard planes of his back.

He whispered something in her ear. Something she couldn't hear, but something that made her spine arch upward. She continued begging, body thrashing as she continued pressing forward for that delicious pleasure that existed just beyond.

He still refused her. Touching her gently. Kissing around her lips without ever giving her what she craved. What she needed.

"Do you want me?" He whispered into her ear before grabbing the lobe between his teeth and suckling against the sensitive cartilage.

She screamed out her affirmative, a large burst of flame billowing forth from her mouth. The heat of it wrapped around them, surrounding them in the silken embrace of golden fire that threw off rainbow flares of light.

He asked her again, using his lips to continue the sweet torture that left her needy but unsatisfied. She grabbed him by the face and kissed him forcefully, trying to take what she wanted for herself. She felt only the fluttering, teasing touches that continued to drive her mad.

Ash chuckled at her enthusiasm, her eagerness. It infuriated her. How was he so damnably calm when she felt like she was being eaten by the very flames that tickled her into a delirious stupor?

"Do you want me, Camry?" He asked, his voice low and thrumming. "Do you need me? Tell me how much you need me."

She threatened him with physical harm. She begged pathetically. Why was he teasing her so cruelly? Why would he not close that distance? The ache of desire was going to break her mind if she was denied for much longer.

"Camry..." He whispered into her ear. She finally felt that glorious pressure-

Glass shattered over her head.

Screaming, Camry shot upwards, alone in her bed. The dull thuds that accompanied the shattering of the glass didn't surprise her nearly so much as the bright gold dragon fire that surrounded her completely. It blackened the ceiling of her room and was eating away at the mattress she laid atop of. The lingering lust that clung tightly to her brain, brought to life by her lewd dream, kept fire spewing from her lips as she panted with a mixture of unfulfilled desire and fear.

Camry threw away the blanket from over top of her. It disintegrated into ashes before it fell back down against the bed. She cried out as the mattress began failing beneath her. She could feel the metal springs beginning to poke into her legs as the pad and her pajamas burned away.

Reaching out desperately, she took hold of the fire before it could begin eating away at the wooden walls. The ceiling was already starting to catch. She pulled desperately on the flames, tugging it away from the wood. She tried to contain it only to the bed. The damage here had already been done, there was nothing left that she could try to save.

But the cottage could still be spared. She stamped down the desire, the dissatisfaction of unfulfilled desire, as she reigned control back over her fire.

What was wrong with her? This had never happened before.

Well, she had never had such a lurid dream before either. Just remembering it brought a blush to her cheeks and she felt herself losing control again.