Kidnapped by a Dragon Billionaire - Chapter 23

“Can’t this wait?” she asked Lim. “I am hungry and I need to eat,”

He shrugged.

“Sorry, miss, I have to follow orders from the boss,” he said and blocked her way.

She glared at him.

“C’mon. Can I just eat first?” she pleaded. She was so hungry, she felt faint.

He continued to block her way.

“No can do. I am only following orders,” he said and gestured for her to follow him.

She rolled her eyes at him and then looked around. The corridor has changed yet again. She doesn’t even know where she is now. She might as well follow him. It was not as if she could find her way to the dining room or kitchen or wherever they serve breakfast around here.

As if confident that she will follow meekly, Lim turned and started walking without waiting for her. She followed him while still looking around. The corridor is bright with sunlight streaming in from both sides of the glass walls. It is like they are in a glass house. There are verdant landscaped gardens filled with profusions of flowers in carefully arranged flower beds, on both sides. She wondered what ‘country’ they are in now.

The gardens didn’t look very tropical. The advantage of living with an ancient dragon, their house changes according to the dragon’s whims and fancies. If she could draw, she could probably produce a book titled “The many facets of an old dragon’s house”.

Her stomach continued to growl as she followed Lim. She hoped Thorin has some food with him. She is now so ravenous, she will eat anything. She didn’t know all that extra ‘activities’ last night could leave one so hungry the next morning.

Lim came to a stop and opened a French door into another garden, this time, it is a different sort of garden, with weeping willows and stone paths and ponds. It looks like an eastern-themed garden. What’s with Thorin and his gardens? She hoped maybe it is a breakfast picnic in some foreign garden. That would be nice.

Her hopes was dashed when she saw Jessica and Thorin sitting in some sort of a gazebo overlooking a large lily pond. It was like a scene straight out from some historical Chinese drama. Thorin and Jessica need only wear some period costume and it would be perfect. Except they weren’t in costumes. They are wearing the usual modern-day wear. How boring.

Lim stood aside to let her out into the garden. It looked like he is not going with her. She thanked him and went outside. Her stomach growled loudly again. “Quiet stomach. I am working on getting us food,” she told her stomach as she marched up to the couple.

From afar, they looked like a perfectly matched couple. Him, tall and imposingly handsome, and she, gorgeous, fair with impossibly long legs that go straight up to her neck. They looked like a couple of models on some fashion magazine. Next to them, she felt like a short and frumpy troll.

The perfect looking couple turned in unison when she walked towards them. Both of them looked grim. Her heart dropped. It didn’t look like good news. More importantly, there was no sight of any food around. Her stomach growled insistently and she clutched at it as she walked to the gazebo.

“Whatever it is, can either one of you conjure up some food? I am so hungry, I swear I’m gonna faint right here,” she declared the moment she reached them, before any of them could say anything.

Thorin looked at Jessica and she nodded. Then she disappeared. Zi Mei doesn’t understand it. If she can teleport, or whatever you call the disappearing in and out, couldn’t she just conjure the food here? Isn’t that easier? She shrugged. Leave it to the mystical magical dragons to complicate things. It was just so inefficient.

“So, old…I mean, Thorin…what is so urgent that I was summoned here without even being given a chance to eat?” she asked him. He was standing there, looking all handsome and dashing. As if he was posing. She studied his side profile and pose. She narrowed her eyes. Wait-a-minute…he is definitely posing.

“Also…what’s with the posing? Is there some hidden camera somewhere? Are we in the middle of a photoshoot?” she looked around earnestly. Trust Thorin to have a photoshoot in this obvious eastern-style garden.

He frowned at her suggestion.

“What are you talking about? This is how I stand,” he said, perplexed. Then he continued to stand as if posing.

She swallowed a laugh and tried very hard not to roll her eyes. Oh, the vanity of the old dragon. He should be called Vain Loong…not Thorin. She smiled secretly at her own joke.

“Look, I hate to interrupt your posing session…it is all so impressive but really…Can we get to the part where you tell me something angrily and then I retort back at you angrily and then I stuff my face with food finally?” she asked.

“Angrily? Why would I be angry?” he asked, surprised.

She shrugged.

“Well, you and Jessica looked grim when you saw me so I assumed you are either pissed off or constipated, or maybe both, I don’t know, you have to tell me,” she shrugged again. Her stomach growled again.

“Constipated? I’ll have you know that I am a perfectly healthy and virile 3,000 year old dragon with no health issues nor any…err…intestinal issues, I don’t have constipation!” he said, annoyed.

“Whatever…so can we just get to whatever it is you want to tell me already?” she said.

He cleared his throat.

“So, last night, there were some minor hiccups in our mating,” he started.

“You mean silver spikes? You could have torn me into pieces…I wouldn’t call that minor,” she interrupted sardonically.

“Alright, alright. You don’t have to be so dramatic here,” and he had the nerve to roll his eyes at her.

“Dramatic? Excuse me, you try having spikes being poked into your private parts and you tell me if I’m being dramatic!” she spluttered.

“Will you let me continue? At this rate, you won’t get to eat and we will be here all day and you might just faint or starve to death,” he responded.

She opened her mouth to retort but thought better of it. She closed her mouth and made a gesture for him to continue. Might as well let him talk and get it done and over with.

“Like I said, the mating last night did not go as planned. So, our contract is not sealed and you can still back out if you want to,” he told her.

She was not exactly surprised but she felt sort of cheated. Yes sure, he did not exactly enter her fully but he did all sorts of things to her. If anything, they had oral sex, that surely counted for something. She sucked and licked his large hard thing for so long that her mouth almost cramped. Even prostitutes get paid for oral sex. It wasn’t her fault that he didn’t climax and that he suddenly developed silver spikes.

“But…that’s not fair…you did all sorts of things to me…several times over. I’ve never did those things before with anyone in my life and honestly, I’ve never kissed anyone before too!” she said.

“Even prostitutes get paid for the things I let you do and that I did last night,” she added.

“So, you’re equating yourself to a prostitute?” he asked.

“No! No…well…oh hell. I mean I already signed a sex slave contract so how different is that from being a prostitute? I practically gave you my body for money,” she reasoned, mostly to herself.

It sounded bad but it was the truth after all. She did sign the contract to get paid to sleep with him and have his babies.

“So, I am your personal paid whore and baby making machine….that’s a fact I can’t change anyway,” she added matter-of-factly.

If there’s anything she can learn from this, it is to roll with the punches. Her life was already at its worst point before being kidnapped by Thorin. The contract with Thorin wasn’t all that bad anyway. It is still a better bet than becoming an actual prostitute to serve tons of different men every night.

She is only serving Thorin alone so it is a rather good bargain. Aside from the spikes, the oral sex was downright good too. She felt a delicious tingle under her dress at the thought of the things Thorin did with his fingers and tongue. She can definitely live with being his sex slave, again, without the spikes.

“So, you want the contract to be official? Once it’s official, there is no turning back,” he warned.

She shrugged.

“I mean, you did enter me with your fingers and tongue countless times and that should count somewhat and your tip did enter me slightly too,” she pointed out.

She sounded like she is discussing the benefits of a pyramid scheme business.

“I would like the $5 million now, but you don’t have to pay it all in advance, just $1 million for now so that I can pay off those pesky loansharks first,” she said.

“I will only pay you after we have mated!” Thorin said.

She considered him for a while. She is going to do something so outrageous, she would have blushed at the thought but today, she is suddenly filled with a strange courage and confidence. She wondered if losing a little bit of her virginity did that to her. Does his tip entering her a bit count as losing a tiny bit of her virginity? She doesn’t know but it should count as that, in her books.

She reached under her short dress and pulled down her panties. Sexy lacy thongs. She kicked it off.

Then, she sashayed over to Thorin, pulled him to her, unzipped his pants and pulled out his manhood. It was laying there soft and limp but she gave it a few squeezes and tugs and it was already rising to the occasion.

Thorin held her wrists to stop her.

“What are you doing?” he asked, but his face is filled with desire.

She turned around and bend over, pushing her ass near to him and placing him just at her entrance, after making sure there are no spikes in sight.

“Here, let’s do it now to make it official,” she said.