The Dragon Queen and her mates.
Chapter 129: Don’t be my toy

Chapter 129: Don’t be my toy

" Don’t you think that’s unreasonable?" asked Bree as she straighten up in her seat and looked at him with curious eyes. " I am just a normal person, aren’t I? I didn’t even do anything yet I was thrown into this mix when I didn’t even do anything? What if I wanted to be nothing but a lazy bum? Was there any need to be thrown into this life?" She was clearly talking about her being transmigrated into this life as the dragon Queen but Cian thought that she was talking about her being forcefully thrown into the power struggle.

He turned in his seat as he shifted slightly and looked at Bree, her eyes were still shining with tears and what was more with those tears hanging in her eyes, she looked more like a cat that has been bullied instead of a fearsome Dragon. Cian sucked in a breath, never did he think that he would see her showing her weakness like this —— that’s right, what if the Queen never wanted to become the Empress? What if she was pushed to take on the role because no one in the family was a good ruler?

The last Emperor was nothing but a greedy and corrupt man, he would often press taxes on this and that, as for the Prince, he was involved in dark magic that he would have never become a good Emperor. When others said that she was a woman who was greedy for powers, Cian agreed with them slightly in his mind but ...what if she never wanted this but she had to because there was no other choice? He took another glimpse of the Queen, with her eyes lowered as she stared at the glass that was sitting on the table and felt his heart tug.

Maybe this was not what she wanted, maybe all she wanted was to live peacefully but her standing didn’t let her, that will explain why she did those things months ago.

" Your majesty," he stretched his hand and made Bree look at him, causing her to raise her head. She looked at him in daze and confusion, before she closed in the distance between the two of them as he shifted on the cushioned sofa and said, " I can’t do much for you, your majesty but..." he clasped her hand and pressed it on his chest. " I can take your mind off things that you don’t want to think about for the moment, I can make you feel happy even if it’s for a moment."

" How——" she hardly opened her mouth, when he swooped down and took hers. Pressing his lips hard against Bree’s, he swiped his tongue slowly on her bottom lip tasting every inch of the delicious wine that has been glossing them. He licked the slit of her lips asking for entrance and when she shook her head refusing him with a push, he nipped on her bottom lip causing her to gasp and that was when he took total control.

Pushing her down, he pressed her body with his while entangling her tongue with his. The exotic taste of her mouth bloomed into his and Cian pressed his body down, gyrating against her as his tongue lashed against her, taking and giving pleasure—— he sucked, nibbled and bit teasingly before letting his hands curve and mould her body, through her thin gown that he could have stripped easily, he touched her. Dragging his hands up on her legs causing the silky fabric to glide on her skin together with his hands, he pulled it up, touching and caressing her skin, his siren nipped at him asking him to mark her but he knew that he couldn’t do that to her—— not now when she was vulnerable like this.

He was many things, a liar, killer and even a seducer but he wasn’t someone who would take advantage of someone’s vulnerability.

Letting go of her mouth, he pooled the dress at her stomach bunching it nicely so that it wouldn’t bother him anymore while he was touching her and cupped the one place that he has been missing ever since she barred him from the palace. " My Queen....let me make you feel good okay?"

He murmured against the crook of her neck as he sucked on the skin and let it go with a pop, causing her pale skin to turn red. He felt Bree shake her head and plant a hand against his forearm as she said, " Stop don’t do this.."

" Why?" He muttered as he ran a path on her neck with his tongue and said, " This is what you want right?"

He peeled himself away from her as he reached to untie her gown but he was stopped when Bree clasped his wrist and sternly said, " But this is not what you want..."

Her gaze fixated on his face as she continued, " You don’t like this but you are doing it anyway..why are you doing it? If you don’t like it then don’t do it."

" What are you talking about, your majesty?" asked Cian as he tried to shake of her hand and said, " Why wouldn’t I want this? I definitely do, you are beautiful, powerful and everything that one can hope for..."

" But I am not the one you love or like," said Bree with a crying voice. " Do...Don’t please me just because you think that this is the only thing that you are good at, you are good at a lot of things Cian and you can do something more than seducing me ... don’t be my toy."

His eyes darkened as he clasped her hands in his and pushed them over her head. " But what if I want to? What if I want you to play, tear and throw me away?"

" But I don’t want this .." she turned her head to the glass case where her crown was and smiled, " It’s been a long time since I had a nice tackle with anyone because most of them only care about that..they please me because I have that thing on my head but if I were to take it off my head and descend down the thing that they call throne...will they still please me? Will you still please me?" She turned her head to look at him with her eyes that were filled with genuine curiosity and said, " If the answer is no, you can let go of my hands now."

And for the first time in his life, Cian couldn’t lie...he wanted to ... he wanted to say that she was the most important but as he stared at her face that still had the tear streaks on her cheeks, he couldn’t bring himself to do so. If she was still the same Queen, he would have spoken all the flowery words that he knew of wittily without feeling the slightest bit guilty but this time he did feel guilty and not just guilty, he felt awful.

Because she was right, he wasn’t here because he wanted to please her. After all, she was his mate or lover...he was here because he was worried that she will do something, take another action against him and then his brother would come knocking on his door once again. He didn’t want the trouble that was why he was trying to please her and get her pregnant at the same time so that he will put an end to everything else but ——

He let go of her hands and pushed himself off her, careful not to touch even a strand of her hair as he said, " I am sorry your majesty... I should have known better... but I do care for you, you see?"

There was no response and when he heard a low thump, his head jerked and he realised that Bree was on the floor with her eyes peacefully closed. He stared at her for a while before he snorted and shook his head ... "Did you just sleep on me after throwing such heavy words on me? You have to be kidding me." He pushed himself off the couch and crouched down to look at Bree. Thankfully, the fall wasn’t heavy and she didn’t receive a bruise or else it would have been difficult for him to explain it to that stubborn man.

With Yakov’s intel, he might already have a good idea that Cian was here and if he saw any bruise on Bree’s face tomorrow morning then he would give him another hour of lecture. He stretched his hand and poked Bree on the cheek and said, " This was one of the times when I was willing to become your toy, you just had to let go of this chance, your majesty."

He wasn’t someone who would throw away his dignity casually, no one would but tonight he was willing. He would have done whatever she wanted him to do and yet the one thing that she said to him was——

’ Don’t be my toy.’

She was becoming more and more of a mystery and he wasn’t sure whether he liked it or not.