Page 20 of Consumed By Fire

I put my finger to my lips, telling Trinity to keep quiet. Her eyes are filled with fear. She’s right to be worried. This is bad. Worse than fucking bad.

Then I hear it…the sound of steps and claws raking the earth. It isn’t long before there is the sound of cracking bones. Someone is shifting in the distance. They’re at our landing spot. They’ll scent us. See signs of us. Moreover, they’re going to come after us. We don’t have more than a couple of minutes to come up with a plan.

We have one of a couple of choices: we can make a run for it – but running isn’t a good idea in the jungle because we would make far too much noise, or we could take a stand – but that would be noisy, too, and could bring more dragons who are in the area. Patrol dragons always fly in packs. Where there is one, there are usually three or four more. Then there’s the pesky reality that this guard is only doing his job. I don’t want to hurt anyone.

The third option… Shit! I don’t like it at all. In fact, I hate it. It’s risky, but we don’t have a lot of options here.

“Lie down on your back,” I whisper. “Do it now.”

“What?” Trinity’s eyes go wide.

“We need to pretend to be fucking. I’ll cover you with my body and—”

“Pretend to…what? No!” Her eyes are wide as she whisper-shouts.

“I’ll cover your tattoos by lying on top of you. I’m much bigger, so it should work. If they catch us in a compromising situation, they might not ask too many questions. We don’t have many choices here, Trinity. You would need to play the part. I mean, seriously play the part, and it needs to happen right now.”

“No…I…” She looks in the direction of the approaching shifter. We can’t hear too much yet, but he will definitely be following us. Trinity sighs. “There are no other options, are there?” she mouths.

I shake my head. “None I can think of,” I say under my breath.

She nods once. “We’re pretending,” she whispers back.

“Of course, yes. I wouldn’t actually…” I shake my head.

“Fine.” Trinity lies down on the moss-covered, leafy ground. We don’t have much time here.

“I’m sorry,” I tell her as I get on top of her, pulling her thighs up my body. “This needs to be believable,” I add, slowly lowering myself until I am touching her. My body is flush against hers.

She makes this little noise like she is in pain. Then she starts panting a little. I think she might be panicking.

“I won’t hurt you,” I tell her. “Trust me.” I look down into her eyes, which hold terror. I’m hoping she isn’t afraid of me. That it is the situation. She relaxes some.

“Okay,” she murmurs.

“I’m going to have to move…to pretend to fuck you,” I say softly into the shell of her ear, feeling her give a tiny shiver.

“Yes…it’s fine.”

So, I start rocking my hips. My cock is flush against her pussy, but I’m not inside her. I instantly want to be, and I hate the thought. I put my chest to hers. Her tits are big and soft; they press up against me. The small curve of her belly does, too.

Her nipples tighten just as my cock thickens. Dammit! I can’t help it. She feels good. I’m a male.

“It isn’t real,” I say, even though my reaction to her couldn’t be more real.

Her eyes widen, and she sucks in a breath. She’s panting hard. I’m not sure if it’s fear or panic. It sounds like something else.

“Sorry,” I murmur. “You’re barely audible. Start moaning,” I instruct her. “We’re fucking,” I remind her. “My cock is deep inside you, and you’re loving it.”

I rub my cock against her, my ass moving up and down so that it will look real to the shifter about to stumble in on us. I lift her legs higher on my body, pretending to drive into her.

Trinity lets out a long, drawn-out moan, followed by a breathy groan and another…and another. Holy shit, but my balls pull tight.

I grunt. I grunt again. She moans louder. It sounds so fucking real that I almost lose my load.

No! Shit!

I refuse to come. I can’t! I have to be better than that. Why has it been so long since I was with someone? At least two years. Maybe even more. I’ve been busy. I’ve had other things on my mind. Right now, I want to slip inside her and lose myself. I want to make her come. To feel her tighten around me. To hear her cries.