All Chapters of Fire Chronicles: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

"Bring your guard up and protect your left side, human," I shout as she drops her shoulder again. If I hadn't pulled back, she'd have a gaping wound."I'm trying, you blue demon," she says while gasping for air. "And you're human too."I give her my finest smirk. "Don't let this outstanding human body fool you. I'm all dragon, sweetheart." I twist my wrist and her sword flies over the side of the tower.We've trained each day for a week and spend hours building her endurance. Then, an hour with swords and a final hour in flight, though the flying is for the sheer fun of it. When I arrive at her room to begin our training sessions, she's all business and never complains about the muscle-aching work I have her do. She runs, lifts heavy bags of grain, and runs some more. Her eyes light up when it's time for sword practice. I've made her start over and reverse her bad habits. She's frustrated yet follows my instruction to the letter. I've worked with Ashrac many times. He complains and

He flew me back to his castle and deposited me in my room without comment to my statement.I want him. I have for days. My heartbeat accelerates and warmth floods me whenever he comes near. And when he touches me... my body burns. The damn dragon knows this too. I see it in his eyes-a flash of silver that turns me into a quivering mess.I think of the unclaimed brides. When they are not chosen, most willingly give up their virginity the night of the claiming. It's a huge event in the village, or so I've been told. Thinking I would kill the dragon, I planned to die a virgin. If not by the hand of the dragon, the people of my village would have no choice but to do it themselves. This would be their only chance to reduce the vengeance from the other dragons.Now, my virginity is the last thing I want.He's incredibly arrogant and at the same time, absolute perfection. He knows it and I feel drab in comparison. Then his blue eyes spark with silver light as he looks at me. His desire ig

My color suits her. I've had brides with brown, blonde, and red hair along with different tones of skin. I remember none of them lighting up as she does at the moment of my release. I'm so proud of her. It's always painful the first time. I'm huge and virginity is a barrier best dealt with quickly. I've had brides wail for hours. My new bride fought back. She will always fight back.When she stood before me after entering the room, I couldn't watch her tears and not react. I hate bride tears, but hers are different. She cried only because she conceded defeat. Those tears affected me as no others.Now we are resting in the afterglow of my orgasm. I think this may be the best first fucking I've ever experienced. She will be a great bride in and out of bed. She keeps me on my toes, and there are so many things about fucking that I will teach her.Her breathing changes and I know she sleeps. I don't give myself the luxury of staring at her unclothed beauty. This is one of the rules I se

Each night that passes and she isn't in my bed, the yearning builds. She shares an hour or two with me before falling asleep. She tries to stay awake. I push her hard during the day for this reason. She's been with me for two weeks now. She's settled so quickly that it feels like two years. In my life the brides are but a blink of time. If just once time would stand still.She's feisty and funny. Grumpy on occasion and a smart-ass on others. She's not whiny and isn't given to tears. It's refreshing in a bride. I hate to think that Bastian might have the right of it. They come to us with no knowledge of what a new life will hold and worried that they may be a dragon's evening meal. Not that my new bride wanted anything more than to kill me. She is far different than all the others. My little warrior.Tonight we travel to Bastian's realm for cards. I've missed Ashrac and know his parents keep him away to give me time with my bride. The little red hellion has burrowed into my heart. Unl

Sir Orland Locksy is a weasel in every sense of the word. I hate him and I hate the realm he lives in. Mucky skies, putrid air, and immoral people. I call it hell's realm. It's also my favorite place to collect treasure. My dragon brothers and I have been many times. It's always a challenge and, best of all, dangerous. I should feel apprehensive bringing my bride here, but what I feel is exhilaration clear to the tip of my dragon's tail.She's dressed in the manner of the day for women. I played the lady's maid and helped with the heavy makeup and putting a hot iron and pins to her hair. There were several advantages to playing a lowly servant to get her ready. I told her that I could only perform the artistry needed while she was unclothed. The sparkle in her eyes let me know she didn't believe a word. She uttered no objection, though. It took much longer than we planned and now we are late for the ball.Smelly people all. We're in a large chamber filled with gluttonous humans. The