The dragon flew for a long time. Both the girl and the beast were enjoying it. Then, the beast tilted in a particular direction and started flying towards it.
A giant reddish sun filled Arella's vision. It was dusk. The sun was going down. It wasn't too hot, and it looked beautiful. Different hues of red, pink, orange, and yellow danced together.
Arella couldn't take her eyes off it. Looks like the dragon wanted her to enjoy it too. Both flew till the sun set down. Then, it flew towards home. On the land, a steak of brightness still remained.
Once on the land, the beast lowered itself down so that she could get off easily.
Arella's numb legs touched the ground. And she had to keep holding the dragon till her numb legs gained some sensation. Yes, her legs had gone numb, but in her excitement, she didn't notice.
She even felt that her legs were not important. It was her arms that remained the most active during the entire journey. It appeared as if her hands had a mind of their own. Her arms moved, spread, and glided with the wind.
Now, back on the ground, she waited for her legs to regain strength. Her eyes kept looking at the beast. Her eyes had a glint of mirth, satisfaction, and excitement. But in the eyes of the beast, there was something more. Something that she couldn't fathom.
As her legs gained strength, she took her hands off the dragon. But before she could separate, a firm grip held her waist.
Two powerful arms were holding her in place. She looked up and found Adrian staring at her. Her entire body was strapped to his naked glory. Now, looking into his eyes, she knew what she couldn't find before. His eyes were oozing passion and possession.
He lowered his head and hid it tightly in the hollow of her neck. His hold against her tightened. He was burning up, and so was she. A faint blush tainted her cheeks.
"Arella, Arella," he kept mumbling her name under his breath. He didn't say a sentence, but she knew what was in his mind. He wanted affirmation, and obviously, he was having a hard time controlling himself.
"Hmm," a soft whisper of affirmation made its way out from the trembling girl.
And then, before she could register anything, a strong force plundered her mouth. Her lips were being madly devoured. He came to her like a raging beast! He bit her, and his tongue kept on exploring her mouth.
Was this a kiss? No, it was more than that! She wanted to keep her calm, but the man didn't allow any. Soon, she found herself drowning in his raging passion.
Their body was closely knit together. Not even air could pass between them. He was bare against her. And she could easily trace the changes in his body. She wanted to respond to him, but he was too strong. She felt her lips going numb, and her brain was being drained of oxygen.
She wanted oxygen, but he craved her as if she were his oxygen. His lips kept tracing hers. And eventually, the madness started receding like a tide. But that did not mean the end of the kiss. His tongue kept exploring. But he was much gentler this time.
He started kissing her cheek. And a trail of kisses followed her neck, giving her enough time to breathe. He kept kissing and biting her neck.
"In..inside" A trace of reason flashed through her senses, and she croaked out a word.
They were in the open grassland now. Though it was private, but she found it embarrassing to do this kind of thing in the open.
Understanding glinted in the passionate man's eyes. He carried her up and ran towards the home.
Inside, it was dark. There was nobody. She felt relieved. But her relief didn't last for long because the man, instead of taking her to the room, settled down on the couch! It was the living room!
But the man had no shred of reason. He held her on his lap as he sat down and again started a fierce round of kissing.
This time, he not only kissed her lips but her cheek, head, and eyes. Even her little nose got devoured a couple of times.
Her lips were swollen by now. And she had lost all strength. Her limbs lay weakly. Had it not for him to hold her so tightly, she would have fallen like a lifeless doll by now!
Looking at the unresponsive girl, reason coursed through his veins. He forcefully removed his lips from her body and brought her head to his chest.
He couldn't watch her face now. If he did, he wouldn't be able to stop himself from going for another tantalizing kiss. God! She was so soft and sweet and tantalizing. He found it hard to control himself around her.
He held her tightly. She was lying limp on his body. He let her have some rest, and he too, took long breaths to stabilize his raging self. He wanted to treat her gently, but it was simply too hard! At this moment, he just madly wanted to devour her!
"You… okay?" A broken sentence with heavy breathing made its way from his mouth to her ears.
A slight smile etched on her face. Wasn't it too late to ask that?
It was just two words, but she could hear more from it. Since she had ridden his beast, she felt that their connection had become stronger. She could understand him better now. So, even if he only croaked broken words, she knew what he was going through.
Her instincts were telling her that he felt a little guilty and was probably at a loss. Her instincts were proven right with his next sentence.
"If…if you don't like it, we can stop." It was hard for him to speak this. But she had recently recovered her strength. And he didn't want to burden her. At first, he thought that he could handle his strength.
But the kiss just now was too ethereal! He couldn't stop at all! She could let his reason crumble with just a kiss. If they were to proceed further, he couldn't guarantee holding back!
It was too dangerous. Maybe he should stop.
He looked down at the girl. She was blushing profoundly. Red tainted her cheeks and ears. Her breathing was shallow. Her neck had strawberry marks, and her lips were swollen by now.
Looking at her like this, two contradictory emotions fought inside him. One was feeling guilty, and the other was raging with possession. He wanted more. She looked so tempting. But the guilt was holding him back.
To proceed or not to proceed.
He kept looking at her. Sensing his gaze, she slowly opened her eyes.
A pool of mist hovered over her pupils. The red in her iris burned bright like a flame, and the blue tinges at the edges were trying to devour the flame. So beautiful! He had never seen anything like this.
The red was burning bright, and the blue was ice cold. Two opposite forces fought a battle in her eyes. But it did not appear as if the forces were fighting. To him, it looked more like the flame and ice were entangled in a passionate waltz. Madly trying to become one.
He abruptly closed his eyes. No, no. He shouldn't lose focus.
With his eyes closed, his senses became heightened. Her mesmerizing eyes were still vividly charming and hypnotizing him.
And then, he felt a touch on his lips.
He immediately opened his eyes and found that the woman who had enchanted him was kissing him.
And then, the beaded string of his reason broke.