was the
inferior dragon. Now kiss me.”
Conrad leaned
forward.
“No!” Stacey
shouted.
She pounded
his chest with both fists and slipped past him, out of his clutches.
She heard him
growl ferociously as she ran towards the other side of the roof. When she
reached it though, there was no door to escape to. Just the ledge that would
see her tumbling to her death should she keep going.
Unless he’s
out there somewhere, waiting.
Unless he’s
come to catch me.
Conrad wasn’t
even chasing after her. She could hear his disturbed grunts as he trudged
forward, the anger inside building.
Eventually it
was just him standing there between her, and certain death.
“What’s it to
be?” Conrad challenged her. “Are you going to fuck me now? Or should I just
kill you?”
It was
hopeless. Either way, he’d won. She was powerless and hated him for it.
“Bastard,”
she said under her breath. “You know it’s not right.”
Thunder
boomed.
“Get on your
knees,” Conrad ordered. “Bend your ass to me. Or I’ll kick you off.”
Stacey turned
and lowered herself. She placed her hands on the edge. Wrapped her fingers
around the concrete tightly.
She felt Conrad
spreading her buttocks apart.
“Now you
really are mine,” he said.
CHAPTER
THREE
“Stop.”
A voice not
Stacey’s, nor Conrad’s.
Behind them.
“Let her go.”
Conrad’s
hands left her. He rose to his feet and Stacey shifted round.
“It’s time we
finished this,” Zane declared. “By sword. Or by fire.”
“I told you
not to come back here,” Conrad shouted. “You agreed.”
“Well, I guess
that means I’m not to be trusted.”
Conrad looked
back to Stacey. “You can have the girl. She doesn’t mean anything to me.”
Zane walked
over. “Just like that, huh?”
“I’m not
afraid to fight you, little brother,” Conrad said. “But if we do fight, then it
should be for something more than this scrawny whore.”
Zane reached
down and lifted Stacey to her feet. She hid from Conrad behind him.
“I can’t
really keep bailing you out though, can I?” Conrad murmured. “You’ll give me
some trouble if the others find out you’re still alive.”
“So let’s
finish it.”
Conrad
lowered his head. “No.”
“No?”
“You’re not
my enemy. To be honest, I feel sorry for you.”
“If you’re
not my enemy,” Zane said, “then you should help us.”
“Why?”
“Has the Mage
made you King yet?”
“No. That isn’t
up to him.”
“You’re still
waiting for the others to get here?”
“They are
sending someone. One of the Dragon Masters.”
“And do you
really think they’re going to hand over the Island to you just like that?”
“I don’t
know,” Conrad murmured. “But it doesn’t concern you now.”
“Alright.”
Zane and
Stacey backed a few paces away from Conrad at the ledge.
“Where are
her clothes?” Zane asked.
“He ate
them,” Stacey answered.
“You ate her
clothes?”
Conrad just
smiled.
“You disgust
me,” Zane muttered.
They were in
the middle of the roof now.
Conrad
stepped out to face them directly, completely unashamed of his nakedness.
“So this is
goodbye again,” he said.
“I guess so,”
Zane said.
“Just don’t
come back here again.”
“Or what?
What are you going to do?”
Conrad blinked.
Zane turned
to Stacey. “I’m sorry about all this. I know it was my fault.”
“No, Master,”
Stacey said sweetly. “You saved me from him.”
Their faces
burned into each other in the rain.
Conrad was
moving towards them.
“Enough of
that,” he barked. “Someone’s coming.”
CHAPTER FOUR
Stacey looked to Zane and saw the
skepticism etched on this face before he even turned to Conrad. As he did so,
however, Stacey became aware of a swooshing noise in the not so faraway
distance.
Zane grabbed
Stacey’s hand. They immediately ran to the door at the end with Conrad
lingering behind them.
“Oh shit,”
Conrad gasped. “Get
inferior dragon. Now kiss me.”
Conrad leaned
forward.
“No!” Stacey
shouted.
She pounded
his chest with both fists and slipped past him, out of his clutches.
She heard him
growl ferociously as she ran towards the other side of the roof. When she
reached it though, there was no door to escape to. Just the ledge that would
see her tumbling to her death should she keep going.
Unless he’s
out there somewhere, waiting.
Unless he’s
come to catch me.
Conrad wasn’t
even chasing after her. She could hear his disturbed grunts as he trudged
forward, the anger inside building.
Eventually it
was just him standing there between her, and certain death.
“What’s it to
be?” Conrad challenged her. “Are you going to fuck me now? Or should I just
kill you?”
It was
hopeless. Either way, he’d won. She was powerless and hated him for it.
“Bastard,”
she said under her breath. “You know it’s not right.”
Thunder
boomed.
“Get on your
knees,” Conrad ordered. “Bend your ass to me. Or I’ll kick you off.”
Stacey turned
and lowered herself. She placed her hands on the edge. Wrapped her fingers
around the concrete tightly.
She felt Conrad
spreading her buttocks apart.
“Now you
really are mine,” he said.
CHAPTER
THREE
“Stop.”
A voice not
Stacey’s, nor Conrad’s.
Behind them.
“Let her go.”
Conrad’s
hands left her. He rose to his feet and Stacey shifted round.
“It’s time we
finished this,” Zane declared. “By sword. Or by fire.”
“I told you
not to come back here,” Conrad shouted. “You agreed.”
“Well, I guess
that means I’m not to be trusted.”
Conrad looked
back to Stacey. “You can have the girl. She doesn’t mean anything to me.”
Zane walked
over. “Just like that, huh?”
“I’m not
afraid to fight you, little brother,” Conrad said. “But if we do fight, then it
should be for something more than this scrawny whore.”
Zane reached
down and lifted Stacey to her feet. She hid from Conrad behind him.
“I can’t
really keep bailing you out though, can I?” Conrad murmured. “You’ll give me
some trouble if the others find out you’re still alive.”
“So let’s
finish it.”
Conrad
lowered his head. “No.”
“No?”
“You’re not
my enemy. To be honest, I feel sorry for you.”
“If you’re
not my enemy,” Zane said, “then you should help us.”
“Why?”
“Has the Mage
made you King yet?”
“No. That isn’t
up to him.”
“You’re still
waiting for the others to get here?”
“They are
sending someone. One of the Dragon Masters.”
“And do you
really think they’re going to hand over the Island to you just like that?”
“I don’t
know,” Conrad murmured. “But it doesn’t concern you now.”
“Alright.”
Zane and
Stacey backed a few paces away from Conrad at the ledge.
“Where are
her clothes?” Zane asked.
“He ate
them,” Stacey answered.
“You ate her
clothes?”
Conrad just
smiled.
“You disgust
me,” Zane muttered.
They were in
the middle of the roof now.
Conrad
stepped out to face them directly, completely unashamed of his nakedness.
“So this is
goodbye again,” he said.
“I guess so,”
Zane said.
“Just don’t
come back here again.”
“Or what?
What are you going to do?”
Conrad blinked.
Zane turned
to Stacey. “I’m sorry about all this. I know it was my fault.”
“No, Master,”
Stacey said sweetly. “You saved me from him.”
Their faces
burned into each other in the rain.
Conrad was
moving towards them.
“Enough of
that,” he barked. “Someone’s coming.”
CHAPTER FOUR
Stacey looked to Zane and saw the
skepticism etched on this face before he even turned to Conrad. As he did so,
however, Stacey became aware of a swooshing noise in the not so faraway
distance.
Zane grabbed
Stacey’s hand. They immediately ran to the door at the end with Conrad
lingering behind them.
“Oh shit,”
Conrad gasped. “Get
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