Novel & Cerita Dragon Lemon Fanfiction

Damon moved like a man starved, like claiming me was the only thing keeping his heart beating. And I… I let him. I clung to him, shaking, crying out his name as he pounded into me until all I knew was him, his scent, his strength, his voice whispering filth that made something forbidden bloom inside me. He was fifthly sexy ~~~~~ “We’re going to the coronation of Alpha Dorian’s new Luna.” His voice ripped me out of sleep so abruptly that my eyes snapped open. The exhaustion from the night… and the night before that… evaporated.

She looked back at me with those dark eyes that had never once in nineteen years pretended not to see something they were seeing. "Mate bonds," I said carefully, "in dragon culture they are not chosen. They are recognized. The dragon part of a person identifies their counterpart and it is" I paused. "It is not a feeling exactly. It is more like a fact. Something that simply is, regardless of whether either person is ready for it or wants it." Lyra was quiet. "And Drex," she said. "His dragon has recognized" "Yes," I said. She looked at the window. "He is two hundred and thirty years old," she said.

His apex-predator aura instantly dropped the temperature in the room below freezing. And in his hands, he held an exquisite bouquet of rare, glowing starlight roses. The sight of the ruthless Dragon Chancellor carrying such a romantic gift immediately drew gasps of envy from the entire crowd. "Oh my god, are those for his wife? She's so incredibly lucky!" someone whispered in awe. Liam kept whispering his pathetic promises in my ear. "Listen, just go be Maya's nanny. Don't cause trouble. I'll forgive you. I might even give you the chance to bear me a hybrid pup..."

Venomous eyes the color of emeralds fall to me as if she were looking at a mere insect. She is cruel. I can already tell before she opens her mouth. “This is the Tribute who has been moved into the Queens Suite?” her eyes wander over me like she were inspecting goods. “Awfully flat, aren’t you? And where are your curves? Are you part stick?” she tsks, her maids snicker, and fingernails cut my palms. “A little thing like you could never handle a Dragon, darling.” This is the same song and dance as before. I simply bow my head, I am not stupid proud enough to argue with a Dragon Noble.

“Why?” “Because you look at me like I’m not something to fear.” “You’re not.” He let out a rough breath. “You’re wrong.” “Then prove me wrong.” He pulled back slightly, studying her face. “You don’t understand what the dragon does when it claims something.” Her voice barely rose above a whisper. “Then let me learn.” The dragon stirred. Faint flames flickered along his fingertips. But instead of pulling away, Elara intertwined her fingers with his. The fire softened

"No sedation needed this time. The child stopped screaming after the first incision.” My fingers went numb. I dropped the journal. It hit the floor with a muffled thump, the pages splaying open. There were more journals. Stacked haphazardly in a crate beneath the table. I pulled another one out, this time leather dyed blue. Gold initials on the spine. Someone had once been proud of this work. "Only a dragon can rule dragons. The blood must be bent, broken, reshaped. The Order fears me because I do what they will not. I evolve the breed."

he whispers in my ear, making a shiver run through me and my stomach knot… My cheeks flush as I feel all eyes on me and then, to make matters worse, his lips brush my shoulder as Aslantha glares at me with barely disguised hatred and jealousy. He stands tall, leaving me a little light-headed, releasing me from his hold. ‘See? He is swoon-worthy.’ Shayara’s smug voice comes, having managed to break through the walls in my distraction. ‘You are not forgiven.’ I growl, pushing her back, but I’m more angry at the woman across from me. The sudden decision to make her jealous entices me and I look up at Agnarr whose eyes are locked with Aslantha. They say Dragons have the mind link but again I was

He said in a commanding voice. "You want me to be a princess and set me up for a price. But dad, you don't get it." She paused. "I belong to the other side of the tale, I love Dragon!" She shouted at her father and turned around to walk away. Dozens of eyes gazed at them. Some murmured and chuckled at their talk. But a pair of eyes were fixed at Jade. With wide eyes, his gaze followed her as she walked past. Looking back through his shoulder, he gazed at her until she turned left to the other side of the road and disappeared from his sight.

I take a last look at her and then focused on what I’m doing, but now, having a heavy heart. YOSEF I was chasing Calli as she was about to approach Black Dragon. I know I have to stop her before it’s too late. But before Calli reached him, a slow soft music filled the bar. Everyone grabbed a partner and I immediately pulled Calli closer to me. She looked at me and smiled. She can really make me calm down. I smiled back. Then I remembered Black Dragon. I looked sharply at him and was startled by his expression for the third time tonight. He looked dreamily into nothing and I’m sure he’s spacing out, a smile drawn on his face. Hmmm… Is he in love? I wonder to whom? The song continued playing a

Daffodil could not understand the feeling, but it elated her into that other dimension of passion that only now did she experience and only Lexus could ever let her feel. “Gosh Daff, I love you so much; I can’t get enough of you,” Lexus murmured as he gave her his final plunge that made Daffodil’s toes curl down, in the seawater. At that moment, at the packhouse of the Mythical Silver Shadow Pack, Drew was already raging in anger. He knew now that Lexus has in his hands the last breed of the golden wolves; the missing she-wolf that he had longed for so long to be his mate, his future Luna.