Graduate student Emily finds herself feeling isolated and forlorn on her study abroad program in Ireland. While visiting the site of an ancient castle, Emily comes face to face with a mysterious stranger who quickly captivates her with his sexy eyes and charming personality. During their brief encounter, she unwittingly offers herself to be a virgin sacrifice to a dragon. She has no idea that dragons even exist, let alone that her handsome new stranger is one.
Will she resist when he comes back to hold her to her promise, or will she give in to the dragon's temptation?
Includes bondage, breeding, deflowering a virgin, and fire play in this 5,300 word scorching tale. Warning: this story contains explicit sex scenes and is intended for mature audiences only.
Emily shivered as she came to understand the man’s intentions in a very real way. Her chains rattled. She writhed, but the shackles did not move.
“Are these necessary?” she said. She fought her own raising panic, just as another, stranger sensation rose from her inner core.
“Tradition,” he said and smirked. When she didn’t respond in kind, he became serious. “Protection.”
Emily shook her head. How could chains possibly protect her, and from what? She wrenched her wrists once more. The shackles did not budge from the wall. Her arms barely moved from their outstretched position over her head.
“Your protection,” he said. Once again he spoke with the uncanny knowledge of the words she didn’t speak out loud. “I told you when we first met: dragons are jealous and prone to anger. When you submit yourself to me, you must do so fully and agree to be mine in every way. When I cannot every part of something that rightfully belongs to me, I get angry. When anger seizes me, my instincts take over, and then there’s no telling what I may do. No, it’s better this way.”
Emily’s heartbeat increased its rapid pace to an even quicker tempo. She drew in large, deep breaths of air. No matter how much air she inhaled, it didn’t seem to be enough. Her head spun, and even though she sat on the cold, hard rocky ground, she still felt dizzy.
“Do you still consent to being my sacrifice?” he asked.
“What if I don’t?” She raised her eyes from the ground to focus on his.
“Do you not?” He fixed her with a hard look, and she fought the urge to wither closer to the wall.
Emily realized he hadn’t answered the question. She wasn’t quite sure how she felt about that. Well, she had wanted her first time to be special, and what could be more unique? She only needed nod her compliance once and he was upon her.
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Published November 14, 2012
Erotica, Literature & Fiction.