Dragon King

“You’re stalking again?” Holden steps up to my right, his hands clasped behind his back as his eyes search for danger within the room.

I’d say no one is idiotic enough to attack me in my own building, but we know there are desperate creatures out there willing to kill others in the slim chance of ending my reign.

“She’s a tiny little thing. It’s hard not to watch her.” Since the day Valentina entered my building ten years ago, I’ve had a constant hard-on for the shy female.

Orpheus and Finn take up my left.

Finn hands me a black folder, his eyes never leaving Valentina’s vicinity. “It looks as if you were right, brother. You aren’t her only stalker.” His dragon growls deep within his chest at the disrespect this male gives his king.

My eyes scan the images within the folder before lighting them on fire, burning all evidence. “Has he been taken care of?”

Orpheus grins at me, his knuckles popping with each press of his fingers. “The wolf was sniffing where his snout didn’t belong. His apartment across from hers has been cleaned out. There are no traces he ever lived there. Not even payment history. Glen knows the importance of keeping his lips sealed when it comes to Valentina.”

A blood lust flicks at my skin, taunting me. Instead of ripping the wolf apart, feasting on his terrified screams, I was here dealing with business dealings.

Being the Mafia King has its drawbacks at times. Blood lust and claws within a chest cavity lean heavier on my men than on my shoulders. It doesn’t mean I don’t get dirty when it involves the female who belongs to me.

And Valentina belongs to me.

Every delicious inch of her thick body is mine to possess.

Not that she knows this. I’ve kept who she is to me a well-oiled secret from anyone not within my inner circle. It’s why her stalker had no idea he issued his own death certificate by going after Valentina until he met his end by Orpheus’s claws. A warrior not known for his tender side.

“Incoming,” Holden states what we all see.

A male known around the building for his flirtatious tendencies slides in next to Valentina with a blinding, greedy smile. I can smell his intentions from here.

If my little female’s dragon would show herself, Valentina could smell the deceit on Crab and know he is up to no good.

“Want me to slice him from groin to throat?” Leif crosses his arms, murdering Crab with his eyes.

If I’m not near Valentina, one of them is. Part of being in my inner circle is protecting my one weakness. Valentina is that. My enemies would devour her, sending my dragon into a spiral of murdering rampage. No one would be safe. No business would survive.

The world would burn with the magic flowing through my veins.

Without her dragon showing, I can’t claim her. Humans and dragons don’t mix during matings, not like other creatures. My dragon would rip Valentina apart in his desperation to form a complete bond with her.

Ten years we’ve waited. Ten years I’ve rubbed my cock raw, imagining all the ways I’ll fuck my cum into her body.

Her tiny tongue swipes out to wet her lips. The red blush creeping up her throat has my dragon shifting within me. When people make her uncomfortable, the blush worsens. Valentina has such a soft, caring heart. She doesn’t know when to tell people to fuck off.

“Tarja is on her way,” Leif interjects. “She was held up dealing with the Blood Rose horde. I’ve placed a dozen warriors on them. Tarja says they are acting suspicious enough to ward watching.”

Crab wraps his arm around Valentina’s waist, startling her.

Finn and Holden clap my shoulder in the act of joking around. The five of us know better. No one touches what is mine.

I’m breathing steam through my nose when Tarja wraps her arm around Valentina, ending her suffering, and drags her onto the dance floor to twirl around. The tension in Valentina’s shoulders eases within seconds as her best friend distracts her.

Tarja was recruited into the royal military three years after joining the company. Two years later, she proved herself by saving the lives of twenty warriors during a surprise attack. After in-depth discussions, the five of us appointed Tarja as Valentina’s personal royal bodyguard.

Valentina will get over the fact that her best friend is keeping this secret from her after a few key points are addressed, her safety being one of them.

“Crab will be dead by the end of the night,” Orpheus states what we are thinking.

“I haven’t drenched my claws in a while.” The hunger to feel Crab’s warm flood flowing over my skin is thick in my veins. No one touches my woman and survives the night.

“I’ll have him waiting for you, my king.” Orpheus, the sick bastard, grins maliciously at me. The beast of a man would walk around covered in his victim’s blood if it didn’t frighten his queen. She nearly fainted the first time she saw him after cleaning up one of my previous business acquaintances.

Until her dragon emerges and hardens her senses, the scent of blood will continue to gross her out.

The sound of her musical laughter has my cock thickening beneath my kilt, stirring the fabric. The prick demands to be drenched and swallowed. To be shoved so far inside its female’s cunt, nothing can pull him out.

One day it will happen.

Patience wasn’t one of my strong suits growing up. It is one now. Without it, we’d be walking through pools of blood and shredded bodies. The idea has edge my mind for years.

The dragon within lifts his head, tasting the air.

“I feel it too,” Holden growls.

“Warriors are on alert. Do you want Tarja to take Valentina to the panic room?” Leif shifts his body weight slightly. No one except for trained warriors will realize he’s readying to attack.

“No. Anyone with doubts will instantly know she means something to me if Tarja snatches her away.” My dragon roars, not liking our female in danger’s path. “Tarja knows when to escape with Valentina if the time comes. She has warriors underneath her who will do her bidding without question.”

Leif nods in agreement. “We’ve trained them well.” When Tarja joined the military, I had Leif directly train her. She went through hell and survived through a field of blood and glory. iting here…