Breath of Love by Ophelia Bell Read Free Book Online

scraps aside. Geva quivered slightly in the aftermath, then grew still again, only his head turning and craning over his shoulder to try to see Kol. The invisible bindings of Kol’s breath held the other man solidly to the floor. Kol stood up, panting and gazing down at the pale, muscular body beneath him.
    “Anything else to say before I teach you a long deserved lesson?”
    “Fuck you.”
    Kol took his time, slipped off his shoes and socks, stepped barefoot around to Geva’s head as he unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off, draped it neatly over the back of a chair near the fireplace. He braced his palms on his knees and bent down to look into Geva’s eyes. “That’s precisely what I’m going to do, because clearly you won’t be convinced to obey me any other way.”
    The light in Geva’s eyes flickered with uncertainty, but the bastard had the audacity to smirk. “You won’t do it. Of all the Court, you and your brother were the only males who never showed an interest in branching out . Too wrapped up in love, the others said.”
    “My brother’s come to his senses, and so have I. But don’t confuse this with love. Fucking your virgin ass is the burden I have to bear to get you to accept me as your superior.”
    Kol stood up and shed his trousers and briefs. He gazed down at Geva thoughtfully, trying to decide the best way to begin. He’d never have taken this course if it hadn’t been for the tryst on the plane. At best he’d have blustered at Geva, then ended the argument feeling even more of a failure at his role.
    The effect of Melody’s sweet submission had done more than arouse him. It had made him understand that he’d been a poor excuse for a First Shadow since he’d awakened. If he were to maintain the safety and security of his race, he had to be ruthless and direct. He had to command respect. The skills were innate in him, yet he’d kept them at bay all along, believing they compromised his ideals too much. The encounter with Hallie and Melody made him realize that he could give generously at the same time as commanding that respect and keeping his subordinates in line.
    What he was about to do was one of his race’s most ancient practices. Mated dragons avoided sharing their energy outside their mated bond, but in certain situations, such as this one, it was required to reassert the hierarchy. They weren’t truly a violent race at all, preferring to channel every emotion to the singular purpose of procreation, or at least mimicking the process. He’d considered the practice of asserting dominance this way barbaric when he learned about it during his training, even knowing it would ultimately be enjoyable for both parties. He’d always been an idealist, believing he should hold his love sacred and only share himself with his chosen mate. Hallie’s enthusiasm for sharing him with Melody had changed his outlook. This was who he was. A dragon. And when a dragon misbehaved, it was the Shadow’s duty to bring him in line.
    The Red’s gaze rested solidly on Kol’s erection, a pink flush spreading over his skin from forehead to shoulders. Geva’s horns and scales had subsided during their conversation, so the contrast with his fair skin was striking. His muscles tightened in an effort to free himself from his invisible bindings, but Kol was the best at what he did. Once someone was caught in his grip, it was nearly impossible to get free without disabling Kol entirely. Kol stroked his cock once for emphasis of what was about to transpire and quirked his lips into a smile.
    Geva swallowed thickly and blinked up at him. “Is this really necessary? Let me up and we can have some fun when the girls return.”
    Kol shook his head and took a step to stand midway down Geva’s prone form, then knelt to straddle Geva’s backside. Leaning down, he let his cock brush against Geva’s back and pressed his lips against the Red’s ear. He recited the words in their native tongue. Words that would