Sanctuary, Texas: My Dragon Masters Part 17

"How would they know?" Diana asked, her skepticism evident.

"The Sisters are seers. They can see pasts, present, and futures. Each is gifted differently, but all can see," I answered.

"That seems quite farfetched."

I chuckled and rested my elbows on the table. "I would say a few weeks ago, you thought being a dragon was a bit farfetched."

Her lips turned up, just a hint of amus.e.m.e.nt. "Well said."

"Magick is everywhere in this world, Diana. When the Incanti brothers took over the Veil, they pushed out everyone else. All magick originated from that land. Every paranormal species once called it their home," I said.

"You intend to go back." She said it as if she knew it was a fact.

"One day. Right now we're honor-bound to protect the House of Lamidae. Until that vow is fulfilled and the spell is cast to protect the Sisters permanently from Xerxes, we stay."

Miles shifted beside her and turned to cup her face in his hands. She didn't pull away and I was thankful for that. "We cannot say how thankful we are to have you back with us after a thousand years. I know Eira has spoken to you about a spell Hannah can try to use to retrieve your memories. I want to caution you. You may not like what you remember. We're perfectly willing to build a new relationship with you ... right now. You don't have to go backward to move forward with us."

Miles' words rang true in my heart. I didn't want her to remember certain moments, but I knew there was more hiding in the darkness than the ugly a.s.sault at Orin. But whatever she chose, like Miles, I would stand by her.

The temperature dropped around us and instantly I could see my breath in a fog. "Diana," I soothed. "Whatever you choose, we will be there for you. No matter what."

Her eyes were gla.s.sy and tears ran down her cheeks, dropping from her face to the ground in frozen form. Snowflakes whirled through the air around us and I closed my eyes, allowing my heat to radiate outward. Miles did the same and she slowly stopped crying.

The temperature returned to its normal chilly-for-Texas winter, but the wintry mix Diana had conjured was gone. Mother Nature didn't usually visit Texas with anything like that until well after the New Year.

"I have to know," she finally said. "I have to know why I dream about a baby crying. It haunts me every time I fall asleep."

Miles met my gaze. We were thinking the same thing.

f.u.c.k.

CHAPTER THIRTY.

XERXES.

A crash outside my bedroom door signaled Manda's return. I chuckled and glanced over at Lily, then snapped the bull whip hitting her directly on the left a.s.s cheek. She moaned, wiggling on the spanking bench where I'd fastened her earlier this morning.

I stood from the bed and snapped my fingers. Iris and Roshanna rose from their prostate positions on the floor and waited for further instructions. I motioned to Roshanna and she scrambled to kneel between my legs. Iris didn't move, just as I'd taught her.

I shoved my d.i.c.k into Roshanna's mouth and buried a hand in her long black hair. She was careful of her teeth and I groaned, loving the feel of her soft, warm lips sucking at my c.o.c.k. I thrust deep and she gagged, but took all of me.

The doors to my suite burst open and Manda stormed through. "You lying sonofa-" She froze in the center of the room, her mouth hanging open.

G.o.ds, I wished it was her mouth I was f.u.c.king instead of Roshanna's.

I snapped the whip again and Manda disappeared, blinking to the farthest corner of the room.

A wail came from Lily and I rewarded her with another strike to the same a.s.s cheek, leaving a beautiful, red welt.

"Come to join the party?" I directed at Manda.

Manda's lip curled. "You're disgusting."

"And you should knock." I thrust faster into Roshanna's mouth, and groaned as I came. She swallowed every bit and licked me clean.

"Good girl," I said, cupping Roshanna's chin. "Go get me some clean clothes."

She nodded and scurried away, returning moments later with a clean pair of linen pants and a loose robe.

I tossed the bull whip onto my bed and walked to a table next to Lily where lots of toys were spread out. The BDSM culture had grown over the centuries and I was quite impressed with their creativity.

"How dare you give orders to my men without my knowledge," she snapped, walking toward me, her blue-violet eyes flashing with fury.

I loved her pa.s.sion. It made me want to break her even more.

"Did you get my dagger?" I asked, deepening my voice. Her att.i.tude was starting to wear thin on my nerves. The little b.i.t.c.h didn't think I knew she was playing both sides. Soon she would be the one on the floor begging for my c.o.c.k and waiting on me hand and foot. I just needed someone to replace her at the SECR ... and I had no one as good as her. Not a single one of her s.h.i.tty cousins had anywhere close to the strategic mind of Mandana Farrok.

"No, I didn't get your dagger. My men didn't follow the orders I laid out and I was nearly taken prisoner!" Her voice grew louder and louder. "I am their commanding officer and they should always answer to m-"

I threw out my arm, grabbing her with my powers before she could blink out. Her pa.s.sion had cost her today. She'd been careless and slow.

She tried to scream, but I closed her mouth for her and all that came out was a m.u.f.fled moan. I levitated her from the floor and moved across the room with her toward the spanking bench where Lily was restrained.

I unsnapped Lily's cuffs as well as the strap around her thighs. She stretched and rose from the bench slowly, leaning against the wall as she adjusted to being right-side up again.

"Go get the bra.s.s box from the shelf over there," I said, pointing to the far wall.

Lily promptly trotted over and retrieved the box, then stood in front of me holding it, waiting for instruction.

"Show Ms. Farrock what's in the box, Lily. I think she'll be surprised."

Manda struggled against my magick, but barely managed to twitch an eyebrow. A beautifully terrible scream rumbled in the back of her throat when Lily opened the lid to the bra.s.s box.

I reached into the container and pulled out a gla.s.s bowl of golden rings-enchanted golden rings the width of an eighteen gauge needle. I'd had them crafted especially for her. The inscriptions were tiny, but they were there and would do the job the same. It was the same spell I'd used to keep her father under my thumb for so long. Cyrus merely wore cuffs around his wrists.

I'd decided his daughter needed something with more of a personalized touch. Once the piercings were in place and the spell activated, the magick would eliminate Manda's teleportation abilities, making her much easier to control. Just like her father.

It was hard to run when you knew you would be caught. I could think of several of her cousins who would like the opportunity to exert superiority over the woman who had taken the Djinn throne and ruled like she was a man, like she was better than any of them.

She was, but that didn't matter to me.

All that mattered was obedience.

This would be my world, one country at a time, one government at a time, and I didn't need any c.o.c.ky b.i.t.c.h to start thinking she could take it from me.

I picked up a heavy clamp and turned to face Manda's wide eyes.

"Should we do your p.u.s.s.y first? Or your nipples?" I asked, grinning wide at the m.u.f.fled outraged scream.

"Shhhh, none of that Mandana. I a.s.sure you, I'm quite good at it." I turned her to the three women prostrate on the floor a few feet away. "Girls, show her yours."

All three girls rose on their knees and arched their backs. Their silver nipple rings glistened in the lamplight.

"Now show her your p.u.s.s.ies."

They arched backward and pulled open their l.a.b.i.a, showing off a brilliant line of silver rings that pierced up and down both sides of their inner l.a.b.i.a, a testament to my expertise.

Another moan rolled from Manda's chest and I turned back just in time to catch her terrified gaze. That was the kind of fear I wanted in her.

"I own you Manda Farrock. And if I ever hear of you helping the Mason pack again, I'll chain you to my bed by these." I shook the bowl of metal rings in her face. "And that's where you'll stay for the rest of your miserable life." I grabbed her chin roughly. "Do you understand?"

Tears poured from her eyes as she tried to nod her head.

"Say it."

"Y-you o-own ... m-me."

"Good, girl." I set the box on a small table. "I think I want to start with your b.r.e.a.s.t.s. I've just been dying to get a better look at them. Now I have the perfect excuse."

CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE.

DIANA.

Miles pushed close the huge front door of the Castle and Eli set the bar into the hooks. I couldn't imagine anyone but them being able to lift something so large. Really, I marveled that they could. I knew I was strong, but my human size didn't lend itself to feats like that.

Eira was waiting against a wall across the foyer. She eyed Eli warily before approaching. The tension between the two of them was apparent, but that was too bad. She was my friend and they would both just have to get over it.

"Are you all right, D?"

"Yes," I said, nodding.

"I'm leaving today."

"No! Why?" I put my hands on her shoulders and tried to hold back more tears. I was crying over everything and it was driving me crazy.

"This is my home now, Eira. It can be yours as well. I'm sure Rose would-"

Eira shook her head. "I have people to take care of and this place has enough guards already. They don't need another cranky old vampire taking up s.p.a.ce here." She nodded toward Miles and Eli. "They will take good care of you, D. I can see it in their eyes. And if they don't," she winked at them over my shoulder, "I'll come kick their twin a.s.ses."

They chuckled.

I could envision the eye rolling without turning around.

A small woman with blonde hair pa.s.sed through the foyer leading two little girls. One had black ringlets and the other had bright red hair, the color of the sunset starting to paint the sky outside. The little girl with red hair paused at Eira's side and stared at her. Then she turned and caught my gaze.

"She will come back," the little redheaded child said, then walked away with the other child and their adult companion.

Eira raised an eyebrow. "That was strange."

"The Sisters are usually a little strange," Eli responded.

"Of course I'll come back and visit, D. Nothing could keep me away," Eira added and then pulled my hands from her shoulders. I let them sag to my sides and stepped away from the door I blocked.

"I don't suppose you guys would open up that door for me?"

Miles nodded, turning and lifting the enormous bar from its hooks once more. Eli leaned against it, and pushed until it opened just enough to let her slip out.

"Take care of yourself, D," she said, and slipped away into the failing light.

I took a deep ragged breath, willing myself not to fall apart. She was all I knew. My only friend ... well besides the two men who called me wife. But it was different to have a woman to talk to. The ones who lived in this compound appeared as if they would take some coaxing to get any conversation out of them.

Eli pulled the door closed and Miles let the bar drop back into place. The finality of the boom shook me to my core. I was here. Now. In this world and I needed to know why. Why had I been locked up for a thousand years? Or had I? I couldn't remember. Not really.

"Is the witch you spoke of ... Hannah. Is she still here?"

"Diana, you should rest. We can talk to Hannah and Meredith in the morning.

I shook my head and nearly stamped my foot like an angry child. Good G.o.ds, what had come over me? "Now, please. If I've learned anything in the few short weeks since I've been in this world, it's that we only have the present. Anything could happen. It almost did today."

Both men sighed. Eli pointed to the stairwell to my right. "Very well. I think they're in the library with their father."

He came up beside me and I felt heat rush through my body. He put his hand on my shoulder and stopped me. Then he cupped my face in his hands, claiming my mouth with a kiss that could've stopped time. His lips crushed mine and his tongue swept through my mouth, tangling with my tongue in a battle for dominance-one that I did not back down from until he relented and allowed my tongue into his mouth. A moan slipped from my chest and I felt myself being sandwiched between their warm bodies.

Miles' hands slipped beneath Eli's and he turned me to face him instead, his brother releasing his grip so that I could enjoy his brother's kiss as well. Miles' kiss was harder than Eli's, like he thought it might be our last.

It was as if they were both saying goodbye ...

"I'll be fine," I said, pushing away from Miles and starting up the stairs again. "I've been through too much to be afraid of a little spell."

Their feet pounded the stairs behind me as I climbed.

Eli spoke first. "It's a dangerous spell. It could damage your mind instead of restoring it."

"It is a risk I have to take." I reached the top of the stairs and glanced back and forth along the hallway. I had no idea which direction the library was. "If you were a woman, you would understand."

Miles pointed to my left and I started down the dimly lit hallway. "Why is everything so dark in this place?"