Serpents of Sky and Flame (Merciless Dragons, #1)

by Rebecca F. Kenney

We are creatures of sky and flame, and once our fire has died, we return to the air.

By the bones of my ancestors, am I never to finish a full thought again?

Which is why, as the dragon was carrying me, I decided on a strategy. I will be the most annoying prisoner that any dragon has ever had. I will pester my captor night and day. I will criticize, demand, whine, and complain until desire for me is the very last thought in his head. I will drive him mad until he releases me or kills me. That way, I’ll avoid the anguish of being raped to death by his enormous, serrated dragon-cock.

If I could not give her the love she deserved, then I am not deserving of love.

By the bones, she’s fucking beautiful. Words leave my throat in a reflexive snarl. “You disgust me.”

I lower my nose and skim it along her cheek, letting her feel my hot breath. “You,” I murmur. “You need to be a good fucking girl.”

I said I would never dance for her during mating season. But I think I was lying to her and to myself, because I cannot bear the thought of her mating with anyone else. The charming, irritating, delicious, fiery little Princess will take dragon form, and she will be mine. She will be winged and powerful and glorious. I will fuck her full of my seed, and she will bear my young.

“So to feel the most exquisite pleasure, one must also be exposed to the most horrific agony.” “That’s what it is to be human.”

“If you’re going to kill me, I have one condition.” “And what’s that?” “Kiss me first.”