The Selection: Bride Of The Dark Dragon

MIRA

I can’t believe this heartless monster has made me sleep on the sofa after all. I had my suspicions for a while that chivalry is long dead in the mighty Gerdian Empire. Well, it just about confirms it! Unbelievable!

I turn and sigh loudly in hope that he would hear and offer me to change places. But all I hear is a sound resembling a snort and.. nothing else.

Turning from one side to another several times, I simply give up. This man has no heart! I close my eyes and, after a while, the darkness consumes me…

I wake up in the middle of the night and look around, slowly realizing that I am not in my chambers, but on a sofa in Derrien’s instead. He is so close and yet so far at the same time. Carefully, I stand up and tiptoe to the bedroom. He is sleeping at the side of his humongous bed. Naked. His lower part is covered with a sheet, but judging by the outlines – he is not wearing anything…NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

I swallow and want to walk away when suddenly he grabs me by my hand and pulls me almost on top of him.

“What are you doing?” I gasp when I feel his second hand on my thigh.

“What are you doing coming to me in the middle of the night looking like this?” he says in a hoarse voice.

“Like what?” I look down and see that I am not wearing anything but one of his very own charcoal shirts. I forgot about this little fact completely.

He pulls me closer and then just rolls me so that I am underneath him. I immediately feel how his knee spreads my legs a little and then I feel… what a lady should not name.

“See what you do to me?” he chuckles, slowly unbuttoning the shirt on me, “Coming here, smelling divine… wearing next to nothing…having my scent all over you…”

“I was just passing through!” I lie, “The bathroom is just next to…”

His lips cover mine is one quick but very greedy k**s. “Liar!” he whispers.

“Brute!” I mumble when he is done with the last button and exposes my full body to his gaze.

“Far from it!” he smirks and grasps one of my breasts and then another, then leans lower and fondles them in turns with his tongue.

“Oh, gods!” I m**n and bite my own hand to try and muffle the sounds that I make, arching my back at the same time. He wraps his hands around me, caressing me gently, and making me forget about everything. But it’s when I feel him tear off my panties is when I really lose it… He enters me in one swift move and clamps both my hands with his, intertwining our fingers.

“Open your eyes, Mira, and look at me”, he commands and I obey him. And only when our eyes meet he starts to move, first slowly and gently but clearly taking up the pace.

“Rien!” I almost scream when I am at my peak, gasping hard for air.

My whole body pulsing with wave after wave of pleasure when I realize that I am completely alone in the sofa. What the chaos is this?!

From my modest bed, still breathing heavily I hear Derrien swearing and going to the bathroom. A few seconds and I hear the sound of a shower on. I bet it’s a cold one.

He is out after a while, a bluish tint to him.

“How’s the water?” I snort, leaning on a doorway.

“Icy cold,” he replies, just a towel wrapped around his h**s and I am trying really hard not to look down there.

“How dare you send those disgusting dreams to me again?” I ask the question that I came here to ask.

“Disgusting?” he chuckles and moves towards me, “Haven’t you noticed now that something was a bit off?”

“N-no,” I mumble, but now that he mentions it… it did feel a bit different than previous times. It felt more realistic for sure. Usually, it’s as if I am watching a performance from afar, not being able to control anything. But this time… this time I was in full control of my body in that dream. I could choose what I was doing… Oh, gods!

My face turns red and I hear him chuckle again at that, leaning down to face me, “I was just planning to tease you, little mage. You chose to enjoy it and from then on I couldn’t stop. But it was the two of us. Together. More than that, I heard you just now screaming my name in ecstasy and I can smell that I am not wrong.”

I don’t find what to answer to that and he gives me a smile of victory.

“And now, little mage,” he says moving away from me, “If you don’t want that dream to become the reality, you’d better get to that bed and cover yourself with some sheets. A dragon has just about this much patience!”

“T-t-to the bed?” I look at him surprised.

“Yes, Mira, to the bed”, he simply nods, “After what has just happened I don’t think you need to be this shy about sleeping in my bed.”

“B-but…”, I mutter and he takes my chin into his hand and makes me look at him.

“Dream on,” he snorts, “I am not touching you before the Ball of Portals. Unless you ask for it yourself, of course.”

Here he makes a significant yet awkward pause and I feel that my cheeks simply radiate heat.

“I beg your pardon, and after the Ball of Portals you ARE planning to… touch me?” I bite my l*p even just asking that.

“This would depend on how it goes,” he answers seriously and then lifts me in his arms and marches to the bed, throwing me to the very center of it. I grasp some sheets to cover myself as I see his eyes flash with dark magic but see him not joining me and turning away instead. He is going to the wardrobe room.

“Um,” I mumble, “What are you doing?”

“Going to fly,” he informs me, “Seems like this is the only joy I can get here tonight…”

I feel a slight pang in my heart hearing this. And somehow I feel disappointed. But when I think about it, nothing has changed for us. This peace is only temporary. If I don’t get out of the Selection, I would end up with Dargen. And I cannot allow it. Derrien doesn’t give me any promises, so sleeping with him now would be simply stupid… The realization of all this kind of kills it for me. We are not together and I don’t know why he is relying so much on this Portal Ball. But I am willing to wait. If there is just a little chance for us… I’ll wait.

“Mira,” he brings me back to reality by brushing my cheek and I see that he is already fully dressed and ready to leave, “I am going to leave this for you.”

“The Emperor’s order?”, I wriggle my brows.

“Yes, I am going away until the Ball and would not be back. Dargen will be with me and I’ll make sure he doesn’t bother you as well,” he says carefully, “But I want you to sleep only in my chambers. Here is my personal barrier and no one would be able to enter this room except for me and you. So, at night, stay here. Even Dargen won’t risk entering here by force. In case he comes back first. For everyone – you are working with me and the Emperor. You can disclose this fact if the need arises, however, it would be best if you keep a low profile.”

“I see,” I take a look at the paper to hide away the fact that I want to really cry now. I don’t want to stay here alone without him.

“And wear the pendant I gave you at all times,” I feel how his lips touch the tip of my head and fingers brush through my hair, “That’s how I will know that you are safe and fine.”

“All right”, I give him a fake smile even though I secretly want to die. He stands up from the bed and walks to the nearby window, then turns and gives me one last look full of desire and dark magic. Flames surround him and he disappears before I can say that I want him to stay! That I want him the same way he wants me… if not more…

“I am going to miss you”, I sigh and fall back to the soft pillow of my gerdian’s bed.