Book Title: The Dragon King’s Assassin
Author: Amy Sumida
Publisher: Imaginary Worlds INC
Cover Artist: Amy Sumida
Release Date: June 24, 2022
Genres: MM Fantasy, Paranormal, Shifters
Tropes: Enemies to lovers
Themes: Fated mates
Heat Rating: 4 flames
Length: 349 pages
It’s the first book in The Dragons of Serai Series. Each book features a new couple.
It does not end on a cliffhanger.
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My life changed the day I tried to take his.
Blurb
Mhavenna is a glorious city but, like every city on the face of Serai, it’s run by Dragons. As a human, I’m on the lowest rung of the racial ladder here, as far from an illustrious Dragon as I could be, and I’ve made my peace with that. I don’t like Dragons much, but like or dislike has nothing to do with my work. So when my broker offered me the task of killing the Dragon King, I took it. It was the sort of kill that could make an assassin’s career, and I was certain that I had the skills for it.
I was wrong, nearly dead wrong.
The King caught me before I could finish the job, but instead of killing me, he made me his. I’m now the Dragon King’s assassin. A warning and a weapon. A way for him to bypass his own laws without personally breaking them. But that’s not all. He’s tasked me with guarding him against future attacks. Who better to stop an assassin than another assassin? And who better to find the one who hired us? If only the King didn’t have a body that made me salivate, a face that made my knees weak, and a pair of teal eyes that made me whimper. If only he didn’t stare at me with those stunning eyes as if I could be more than property to him. Maybe then I could do my job, find the person who wants him dead, and save my own life. But I don’t believe in miracles.
“I was trying to do my job,” I said. “I had to go to the Broken to find—”
“When I tell you to do something, you do it,” the King cut me off. “And you do it within the time limits I give you. Now, shut the curtains.”
“What?” I squeaked.
“The curtains over the windows.” The King jerked his head toward the left. “Close them, Assassin.”
Oh fuck. This didn’t bode well.
The windows to either side of the King were already covered, and the door was solid. That left the little windows to either side of my bench. I stretched to one side and then the other, drawing them shut. The filtered light shadowed the Dragon King, making his expression even more menacing.
King Tarocvar spread his legs. “Kneel.”
I looked at the floor between the King’s feet.
“Yes, there. Kneel, Assassin!”
I lurched forward and fell to my knees between his. My whole body trembled, and I couldn’t figure out if it was in excitement or fear. My stare lowered, focusing on the edge of his seat, noting the pale stitching on the dark leather cushion. But then movement caught my eye and brought my gaze up another inch. He was hardening, his pants tightening around the bulge. My breath lodged in my throat.
“Undo my pants and suck my cock,” he said.
I wanted to. Damn all the Gods of Serai, but I wanted to suck him and taste his release. I wanted to know if it would tingle on my tongue as it had on my skin. But not like that.
Stomach clenching, I met his stare. “No.”
“What?” The Dragon King’s jaw dropped.
“I won’t let you ruin this for me. Later tonight, if you want me in your bed, I’ll suck your cock magnificently. I’ll wrap my lips around it and deep throat you until your eyes roll back in your head. But I’m not doing it when you order me to.”
He grabbed my throat, nails extending into claws that dented my skin but didn’t draw blood. Not yet. “You have disobeyed a royal order! I was being kind to punish you thus. Any other man would be whipped!”
“Then whip me.”
“What?” He released my throat, his hand falling away as if his muscles had suddenly stopped working.
“Whip me.” I moved backward and shifted up onto my seat. “Make it a public whipping if you want. Let the whole damn palace know that I fucked up, and you’re punishing me for it. But I’m not letting you take this from me!” I pointed at his dick as if it were mine. Ridiculous and so very stupid. I don’t know why I said it. But I did and now I had to commit. “We were fantastic together. It was the best sex of my life. So fucking good that I refuse to taint it with this. I will not make this memory with you. You need to punish me because I lost track of time? Fine. Do it. But not with sex.”
The Dragon King was the one trembling now. His hands shook so badly that he clenched them, forgetting that his claws were extended. He instantly cursed and opened his hands, revealing deep wounds that began to bleed over the carriage floor.
“Damn it!” I went back to my knees and grabbed his wrists. “Fuck! What have you done?” I took the hem of my shirt and ripped it off, tearing it into two strips of fabric. I rapidly wrapped one of his hands with a strip. “Put away your fucking claws!”
His claws retracted.
I folded his fingers over the bandage and started dabbing at the wounds in his other hand. “Hold still.” I propped his arm on his leg to steady it. “Of all the idiot moves.” I shook my head.
“Locrian,” the King’s deep voice rolled over me.
“Just let me do this and then you can yell at me.”
“Lock, look at me.”
I looked up at the Dragon King. His stare wasn’t furious or even stern; it was tender.
“Your concern and ministrations, though touching, are unnecessary. I’m fine.”
“You’re not fine.” I went back to wiping the wounds.
“Look.” He took the fabric from me and briskly wiped off his palm. “I’m a Dragon; we heal very fast.”
Sure enough, his wounds were already closed.
“Oh.” I started to back away.
The Dragon King tossed aside the bloody cloth, grabbed my upper arms, and hauled me upward. Once I was in a half-crouch, he shifted his grip to my thighs, lifted me again while he shut his legs, and set me over his lap. I groaned as his erection bulged beneath me, the hard line of it wedging between my ass cheeks. Before I could speak, his mouth claimed mine, that hot tongue splitting my lips and then slashing at mine. I grabbed him by the shoulders and kissed him back.
Amy Sumida is the Internationally Acclaimed author of the Award-Winning Godhunter Series, the fantasy paranormal Twilight Court Series, the Beyond the Godhunter Series, the music-oriented paranormal Spellsinger Series, the superhero Spectra Series, the Gay Fantasy Romance Soul Stone Series, the Gay Paranormal Romance Tales of the Beneath Series, the Gay Fantasy Romance Dragons of Serai Series, the Gay Why Choose Romance Wraith Lords Series, and several short stories. Her books have been translated into several languages, have won numerous awards, and are bestsellers. She believes in empowering people through her writing as well as providing everyone with a great escape from reality. Her stories are full of strong main characters paired with hot gods, shapeshifters, vampires, dragons, fairies, gargoyles… pretty much any type of supernatural, breathtakingly gorgeous man you can think of. Because why have normal when you could have paranormal?
Born and raised in Hawaii, Amy made a perilous journey across the ocean with six cats to settle in the beautiful state of Oregon which reminds her a lot of Hawaii but without the cockroaches or evil sand. When she isn’t trying to type fast enough to keep up with the voices in her head while ignoring the kitties trying to sabotage her with cuteness, she enjoys painting on canvases, walls, and anything else that will sit still long enough for the paint to dry. She’s fueled by tea, inspired by music, and spends most of her time lost in imaginary worlds.
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