"Ooooh…"
I felt my belly knot. My legs felt funny, and I hid. While putting extra effort to stand still.
I heard the man grunt with every thrust their little charade was so hard to ignore, too intense to walk away. My curious self stood there, letting myself swirl in the idea of whatever they had decided to do on a lonely balcony.
I knew the dragons were barbarians, but I never took them to sleep with women so recklessly. For a prince, he had no culture. But then again, he was the architect of my probelm, if he hadn't taken it upon himself to prank his brother, then maybe I wouldn't be mated to a fuckin Dragon.
He was the reason I felt so torn apart. And why I felt so grounded listening to them have sex, with so much longing to be touched just the way he was doing whatever woman he was mounting.
A louder voice broke through my thoughts, and I didn't need anyone to tell me the lady who was being mounted by the prince had just reached climax. But Lord Kealith hadn't stopped; the intensity with each thrust was like a whisper of a curse to my warm, now wet petals. I wanted it soothed. Mounted even.
My consistent adventure to wars and realms had somewhat limited my experience to something so intimate. I wasn't innocent; I understood urges, I felt them too, but being here for a while trying to escape the claws of the mate bond was just bad timing.
"Oh shit…" Lord Kealith grunts, and his short grunts burst into a long moan. That lasts forever.
"Did I satisfy you, my lord?" The lady said, her voice calmer now and almost fleeting. Her voice was stopped, but soon I heard her moaning again. I thought of myself in a similar position. Being held with desire.
I heard the clicking sound of her lip on Lord Kealith; he might be a barbarian, but he sure did know how to please a lady. With the way she was overwhelmed, I dare say I want that too.
No.Never.
"Choose me at the blooming." She said, her words followed by a gasp, then a chuckle.
"I won't be breeding this season. I am not in the mood," said the dragon lord, causing me to scoff.
I mean, they created it, not being an active partaker in it was silly.
"Why? Do you want another person to win me over? That's sad you said you liked me."
"Yeah. But I am not in the mood to breed this season that's what I said." His voice was void and direct. I could hear a series of the ladies' voices breaking. She just experienced how evil these so-called dragons were. Heartless and always using people for their benefit.
"Why?"
"Don't ask silly questions. I give you more than any lord would offer you at the blooming don't ask stupid questions." I heard his voice pulling closer he was coming towards me. Looking for any escape route from here, there wasn't any close by. And if I had to escape being seen, then I had to move now. But the next question had me at a standstill.
"You haven't been yourself since you were scolded for giving that lady to your brother. Is that why you push me away?"
Me?
I halted, but what I heard next was a scream and a loud slap.
"Never speak about my brother."
Shit shit.
I took to my heels, walking as fast and quietly as I could while the lady stifled her whimper.
Shit.
~~~~~******~~~~~~
The ladies were not lying when they said they had so much to eat. Turns out they were allowed to dine three times a day, while they had an unlimited amount of snacks during the day.
Breakfast, lunch, and dinner were compulsory, as I just noticed. And they had an open buffet to choose from. There was a guard who had a list of people who worked for the royal house, and everyone was told to clock in at a certain time.
I had been given a card about an hour after that weird experience.
I still haven't recovered.
"Eat something," a worker who sat close to me said. I raised my head to see a younger lady with her hair tied up in a bun. She looked so good, and on her platter were a bunch of vegetables, making my belly turn.
I hated it.
"I am not hungry," I said, looking for an empty table around to move away from any conversation that might annoy me. I was still in pain and also facing a weird longing. My body was tense, and for the past thirty minutes I sat here, I had dreaded standing up or moving, as friction could be my worst enemy.
"Why?"
"Because the food is trash." I said the obvious.
"Well, you must come from royalty to consider this food trash, it's the best anywhere." I scoffed, if only she knew. I ate the best meat in the world. I was more than just a princess. I was a chief and a warrior. And also an Alpha wolf.
I do not deserve to be clothed in uniforms meant for servants. Everything was just demeaning to who I was. Oh goddess, if I come out of this alive, I will hold Lannister's head on a stake and will parade him in the pack, he doesn't deserve the air he breathes.
"Well, for what it's worth. I know what happened to you, I just want to let you know that everyone thinks you are the strongest woman in the room. And if you ever need anyone to talk to. My name is Elizabeth you can call me Beth. I was a part of the last recruit. And I believe you are the strongest woman alive too."
Her words made me curious. And maybe a little bit prideful. I mean, I was a warrior. I was also a wolf. So yes, for a city with no dragon female. I was the strongest woman here.
My shoulders squared, and maybe. Just maybe she had gotten my interest.
"Why do you say that? "
She rolls her eyes Like it was obvious already.
"You are the first woman in years to have attempted to bed with the most powerful fire-breathing dragon currently." She leaned closer and then went on to look at both sides like she was trying to make sure no one was eavesdropping.
"The walls have it that the state the dragon lord was in when he left—he must have been so turned on he burst into flames, and no human has ever stood before a dragon who is about to shift and survived it. But you only came out with scratches." She said.
I recalled the flames in his eyes. The intensity I felt.
I was burning, but not from the flames of his body. But the flames in my heart. My skin still smelled burnt, but the best part was that, for some weird reason, I liked it. It was comforting.