Dragon conjurer 7, p.13
Dragon Conjurer 7, page 13
“Come in,” Burkhard’s deep voice rumbled from inside.
Nick pushed the door open, and we all filed inside. Then, as usual, the girls sat down in the chairs, and Nick and I stood behind them. Dr. Hastings was with the headmaster, and she sat with her perfect ass perched on the edge of his desk. My best friend bounced with agitation on the balls of his feet while the headmaster and Dr. Hastings quietly discussed the file on his desk.
A moment later, Headmaster Burkhard closed the file and looked up at us.
“Sorry about that,” Burkhard said. “There’s always something.”
“No problem, sir,” I said and nudged Nick gently with my foot to tell him to quit fidgeting.
“Alright, how did the mission go?” Burkhard asked as he gave us his undivided attention.
“Pretty well,” I began. “Nick took out two of the Teihiihans, and we were able to bring them back to AIMM for study.”
“Wonderful,” Dr. Hastings said, and her scientific intrigue sparkled in her gray eyes.
“The Flying Head made some…” I hesitated while I searched for the right words. “Distressing comments.”
“You could understand it, then, Mr. Cooper?” Dr. Hastings asked.
“Yes,” I confirmed. “It spoke about The Great Scaled One just like the Aigamuxa had. It said that He had been planning for hundreds of years, and that there is no way we humans could ever defeat Him.”
“Hundreds of years?” Burkhard repeated, and I could see the concern in his furrowed brow. “Well, that’s not good.”
“No, I didn’t think so, either.” I nodded.
“Dr. Hastings.” Burkhard turned to the scientist. “Do you have any theories about who this Great Scaled One could be?”
“No, sir,” Dr. Hastings said with a touch of frustration. “There are some legends of large, scaled monsters, but with only that information to go on, my search has been rather… unproductive.”
“Perhaps this new data will assist your search,” Burkhard murmured. “Mr. Cooper, what else did the Dagwanoenyent have to say?”
“Well, it definitely confirmed my theory about territories,” I said. “It said that he’d been tasked with capturing and holding ‘this territory,’ and that it was vital for an upcoming attack on a human city.”
“What?” Steffi gasped under her breath, and her golden eyes turned to me with fear.
Nick, Nala, Ronin, and Elisabeth also all turned to look at me, and I realized I hadn’t shared that information with them yet.
“Yeah.” I nodded at the room in general. “I know Montreal, Ottawa, and even Quebec are nearby where we were, but the Teihiihans are fast enough that I thought they might have meant Boston, or even New York, maybe even Philadelphia.”
“Those things were very fast,” Nala agreed. “It’s not impossible at all to expect them to have targeted any of those cities.”
“Mr. Cooper,” Burkhard murmured in a worried tone. “I believe ‘distressing’ may be an understatement of the level of severity of this information. This is incredibly disconcerting, and I believe it may be time to get your input on a possible theory Dr. Hastings and I have been working on.”
“Sir?” The hairs on the back of my neck stood straight on end, and my ears locked onto the headmaster’s voice as I waited for him to continue.
“We suspect the attack of the Skookums nearby was not coincidentally close to the Academy.” Dr. Hastings pulled her glasses away from her face and stared at me with worried eyes. “The timing and proximity have led us to believe that this Great Scaled One may have been retaliating against us specifically for your team’s actions in Africa.”
“They know who I am,” I announced.
A great sucking of air rippled through the room as my ladies gasped at this revelation, and I could see concern clear in Dr. Hastings’ eyes. Even Headmaster Burkhard frowned deeply at my words.
“The Aigamuxa and the Dagwanoenyent both called me Lizard Man,” I said.
“It seems your reputation is preceding you, Mr. Cooper.” Burkhard leaned forward over his desk.
“We have also identified a pattern of monster attacks,” Dr. Hastings said. “Hotspots of activity that would lend credence to this theory of monster territories.”
“Near cities?” I asked with trepidation, and I wasn’t sure I really wanted an answer.
“Yes,” Dr. Hastings said with gravity. “The hot spots have been located within a few hundred miles of major metropolitan areas including Anchorage, Montreal, Chicago, Los Angeles, Rio De Janeiro, and Santiago in Chile.”
“The MIA cadets had noticed a pattern of monster activity, too,” Nala added.
“I intend to discuss this with the headmistress of MAJK and the headmaster at AMIE as well,” Burkhard said. “If only RMA would cooperate with us, we could have a full map of the situation around the world. In the meantime, we will take your reports and add them into our database of search criteria of The Great Scaled One.”
“If you uncover anything more,” Dr. Hastings looked at me with intensity. “Please report it immediately.”
“Of course.” I nodded.
“Very well,” Burkhard rubbed his large hand over his bald head with agitation. “You’re dismissed.”
“Thank you, sir,” Steffi said quietly.
The girls stood, and we filed slowly out into the hallway, and as soon as the door closed behind us, my entire team turned to me.
Five pairs of worried eyes stared at me for a long moment, and I sighed heavily and shrugged at them.
“I don’t like any of this,” Steffi sighed.
“Neither do I,” Ronin agreed as she chewed on her lip.
“Come on, guys,” Nick said with a forced positivity that I could see right through. “We’ve got the Dragon Conjurer, nobody is as badass as us, not even some hundreds-of-years-old Scaly Asshole.”
“He’s got a point,” Nala said ruefully. “As long as we stick together, we’ll be okay.”
“I hope you are right,” Elisabeth said.
“Let’s go back to the suite and try to relax a little,” I suggested.
“Yes, suite, food,” Nick hummed. “Zahra.”
The mood lifted slightly as we walked down the hall and stepped into the elevator, and a few moments later, Nick pushed his way into the suite and raced across the room to scoop Zahra up into his arms.
“I missed you,” Zahra hummed as she squeezed her arms tight around Nick’s shoulders. “How was your mission?”
“Ugh,” Nick groaned. “You know, more monsters taking over territories and plotting the end of all mankind. No big deal.”
“That sounds…” Zahra grimaced. “Bad.”
“Well, it’s not good.” Nala frowned.
“But there is nothing we can do about it right this second,” Ronin pointed out. “I am quite hungry, shall we eat?”
“Sounds good to me,” Steffi said.
“How about I make chicken parmesan?” Elisabeth offered.
“Oh, yeah,” Zahra hummed. “That sounds really good. I can make a salad.”
“And I’ll do my famous garlic toast.” Nala smirked.
The mood lifted more as we turned our collective attention to preparing a spread of delicious Italian-inspired foods. The small kitchen was a touch crowded with so many cooks, so after a few minutes, I moved myself out of the way to set the table instead.
A sharp double rap at the door had me rolling my eyes as I laid a set of silverware beside a plate.
“I got it,” I said, and I laid the handful of knives and forks in the middle of the table, Then I walked over to open the door.
“Cooper,” a black-suited guard said without preamble. “Dr. Hastings has requested your presence in her office.”
“I’ll be right there,” I said and closed the door between myself and the two Men in Black. Then I turned around to my team. “Dr. Hastings has requested my presence.”
“I wonder if she has the results from your last blood draw,” Steffi pondered.
“Maybe, I love you all…” I said, and then I chuckled as I looked at Nick and Zahra. “In very different ways. Don’t wait to eat, I’ll reheat some when I get back.”
“Okay, honey,” Nick teased, and a round of laughter elevated the mood of the room to a normal lightness.
I rolled my eyes affectionately as I closed the door behind me, and I walked down to the elevator and pushed the button for the second basement level. My mind was still heavily weighed down with all the information from today’s mission and the debriefing with Burkhard, but it couldn’t stop a flutter of excited anticipation in my gut.
I strode briskly out of the elevator and all the way down to Dr. Hastings’ office, and a moment later, I rapped lightly on her door.
“Mr. Cooper,” Dr. Hastings sighed with what sounded like worry and relief all in one breath when she opened the door. “Please, come in.”
“Did you have the results of my blood work?” I asked as I stepped over to sit down in one of the armchairs.
“What? Oh, yes, but that’s not really why I called you down,” Dr. Hastings admitted, and there was the tiniest touch of pink across her face as she lowered herself into the chair beside me.
“Oh,” I breathed, and my pulse kicked up a notch. “Okay.”
“But since you brought it up.” Dr. Hastings leaned closer toward me and laid a hand on my thigh. “There were more mutations in your DNA than the last sample. Again, nothing too extreme or that you should worry about, just more of the same.”
“Okay,” I said softly, and I couldn’t help but lean in close to the sexy cougar.
There was something in Dr. Hastings’ energy that made me think this visit was different than all our other meetings. I couldn’t put my finger on it, but it made me want to put my fingers all over her.
“Mr. Cooper,” Dr. Hastings said, and she pulled her glasses off and laid them gently on the glass end table beside the chair. “May I be frank with you?”
“Uh,” I fumbled a second. “Y-yeah, of course.”
“These new developments are very concerning.” Dr. Hastings stared at me with intensity in her gray eyes. She leaned in close enough that I could feel her breath flutter over my face, and she smelled like coffee and mint. The scent made me want to wrap my arms around her and taste her, but I forced myself to remain in place. “If things keep escalating in this way, you, as our Dragon Conjurer, will be our first line of defense. You, and your team, of course, have proven yourselves to be a vital asset to the Academy and to the safety of all humanity.”
“We just do our best,” I murmured as my heart raced and my head spun. Dr. Hastings was so close to me, I could almost feel the heat of her mouth next to mine.
“It is very appreciated, but it is very worrying,” Dr. Hastings murmured. “There will be no way to keep you from wading waist-deep through the danger. You are very important to m-- to the Academy, that is.”
“I promise,” I hummed low. “I do everything I can to keep my team safe, and my dragons do an excellent job of keeping me safe.”
“I’m very glad to hear that, Mr. Cooper.” The platinum-blonde’s lips were no more than an inch away from mine at this point, and it was taking every last ounce of my self-control not to close the distance between us. “I do worry so much about you. And think about you often. I only want you to be taken care of.”
“Do you?” I murmured and eyed her lips.
“Sooo badly,” the doctor half-moaned.
I sucked in a steadying breath in a poor attempt to wrangle my raging arousal and thumping heart, but it was pointless anyway, because Dr. Hastings leaned the rest of the way forward and pressed her red lips against mine.
Then the sexy cougar’s perfectly-manicured hands gripped the back of my neck and held me in place as her tongue delved into my mouth.
Fire raced along my spine, and my dick pressed even more painfully against the front of my pants. Dr. Hastings’ hands grazed teasingly down my chest, and Beyblade reacted with forceful intensity to her touch. Then she broke her lips away from mine and gasped for breath.
My eyes fluttered open, and I could see that her red lipstick was smudged a little at the edges, and her gray eyes were glazed over with fierce arousal.
“We shouldn’t do this, Mr. Cooper,” Dr. Hastings said as if she were trying to convince herself rather than me.
“Is it against policy?” I asked, and I willed my hands to stay on the armrests of my chair. “I don’t want to cost you your job. Would it get you fired?”
“No, but it is…” Dr. Hastings grinned slightly at me, “frowned upon.”
“Then maybe we shouldn’t…” I murmured with absolutely no sincerity.
“No,” Dr. Hastings cooed as she leaned in close again. “We shouldn’t.”
Then the sexy cougar claimed my lips with hers once more, and I felt her fingers start to tug at the hem of my shirt. Before I knew it, Dr. Hastings stood from her seat and hiked her pencil skirt all the way up to her waist in order to climb onto my lap with her knees braced on either side of my hips. A slow moan escaped from between our locked-together lips as the sexy cougar tilted her hips against the hard ridge of my cock.
My hands found their way to her knees of their own accord, and I groaned when I found that her stockings ended in wide bands of lace around the middle of her thighs. I couldn’t help but slide my fingers up the elastic straps of Dr. Hastings’ garter belt until I found the silky crease where her legs met her hips. Then I traced the lace in toward her crotch and found she wasn’t wearing any panties.
And she was dripping wet.
Dr. Hastings’ breathing grew increasingly more labored as my hands wandered freely under the hem of her skirt, and I could hear my own pulse thrumming wildly in my ears.
“Fuck,” I gasped when the platinum-blonde scientist pulled her lips from mine and started to lay a trail of searing hot kisses along my jaw.
“Mr. Cooper,” Dr. Hastings hummed playfully. “I believe that your heart is racing at an alarming rate.”
“I think you might be right about that, doctor.” I grazed my thumbs across the inner crease of the sexy blonde’s thighs with a feather-light touch. “What would your… professional recommendation be for that?”
“Therapeutic…” Dr. Hastings sighed as I continued to touch her, “relaxation.”
Before I could even manage to come up with something equally clever to continue the sexy banter, Dr. Hastings captured my lips again and tugged aggressively at the hem of my shirt. The platinum-blonde pulled her lips away from mine long enough to yank the shirt up over my head, and then she tossed it behind her before her hot lips were on mine once more.
Dr. Hastings caressed her hands down to my belt and expertly released the leather strap from its buckle. My dick grew unbelievably hard as her knuckles gently rubbed along the front of my pants, and my blood thrummed forcefully through my veins. Then the sexy doctor kissed her way down the front of my chest and smirked up at me as her lips laid a trail of cinders right down the middle of Beyblade’s tattoo.
The rush of flames along my limbs and down my spine was erotically accentuated by the fact that I knew Dr. Hastings was well-aware of exactly what her touch across my dragon tattoo was doing to me. I bit down hard on my lip as I watched the doctor’s platinum-blonde head lower further into my lap, and her fingers tugged my zipper down as she reached inside my pants.
I sucked in a harsh breath when Dr. Hastings’ soft fingers rubbed along the underside of my shaft, and she smirked up at my reaction. Then she lowered her red stiletto heels to the floor and knelt between my knees.
“Mr. Cooper,” Dr. Hastings purred, and she wrapped her fingers around my cock and pulled my length free of my pants. “This is the worst case of priapism I’ve ever come across in my entire professional career.”
“Shit,” I groaned, and my hips involuntarily bucked up into her hand. Then my head fell back against the armchair, and I sank into the sensations Dr. Hastings’ hand sent crashing through my body.
“Mmmm,” the sexy blonde scientist hummed, and her breath fanned over me for a few seconds before she wrapped her lips around the head of my dick.
I moaned roughly and forced myself to remain still in the chair as Dr. Hastings sucked my entire length into her mouth until I felt myself nudge against the back of her throat. Liquid fire raced along every one of my nerves as pleasure spiked through my brain, and I couldn’t believe the sexiest cougar I’d ever seen had my cock sheathed snuggly in her mouth. The mere thought of Dr. Hastings sucking my dick nearly shoved me right over the edge into ecstasy, and I bit down on my lip to keep from losing myself.
Dr. Hastings gagged softly as she shoved her mouth harder down into my lap, and I dragged my head up to look down at her. The platinum-blonde’s gray eyes stared back up at me with a smug look of satisfaction, and then she pulled her head up a little bit and flicked her tongue along my tip.
She knew exactly how to suck a cock.
“Holy hell,” I groaned.
“Your penis tastes delicious, Mr. Cooper.” Dr Hastings smirked at me as she raised herself up. Then she slowly crawled up the length of my body and braced her knees on either side of my hips again. “Now, put your hands on me.”
“Yes, ma’am,” I breathed and tucked my hands under her white lab coat and wrapped them around her surprisingly narrow waist.
Even though the ever-present white coat was short enough to leave her shapely ass on constant display, it still managed to camouflage just how slender the sexy cougar’s figure was.
“I meant…” Dr. Hastings sighed with pleasure, and she took hold of my wrists and dragged my hands up to her perfect tits. “Here.”
The delicious weight of her breasts in the palms of my hands had my dick twitching up toward her hot pussy, and lightning flashed through my limbs. I grazed my thumbs over the tight peaks of her nipples that poked through the thin layers of her bra and emerald-green blouse.
“Mmmm, yeees,” Dr. Hastings moaned in my lap, and her eyes fluttered closed.
Emboldened by Dr. Hastings’ reaction, I squeezed my fingers a little more firmly around the creamy globes of her tits. Then I released the grip of my left hand and tugged roughly at the hem of her button-down blouse, and as soon as it came untucked from her tight skirt, I dove my hand up under the silky fabric. I immediately moved my right hand inside her shirt as well, and I pulled the mesh fabric of her bra out of the way to get my fingers on her nipples.
