Yelena stumbled back, her hands to her mouth. "Oh. Oh, Valentine. There you are!"
She laughed, a high, wild sound, and all three of his heads roared in reply.
A wave of stunning, furious alpha power pulsed out of him, and the dragon inside Yelena roared out in joy.
Cries of pain and surprise had her turning in time to see Emyr, Owain, and Vidar shift in surprise. Taranis was holding onto Reeve, and Quinn had pulled Charlotte away. Reeve thrashed, and Taranis's power soothed over him. It didn't help.
Valentine's three heads swivelled to his brother and roared again. Reeve screamed, the dragon inside of him pulling free until only a copper dragon remained.
"Yelena! Get him out of here before he terrifies the whole mountain!" Taranis shouted, his eyes burning like he was about to shift too. "I have to help Reeve!"
Yelena tossed some of her magic at Valentine, turning the massive dragon's attention back to her.
"Catch me if you can, sorcerer," she shouted at it and started to run. She laughed as she flung out her arms and jumped off the side of the mountain.
Wind roared around her, and Yelena enjoyed the thrill of falling before a flash of silver magic transformed her into her dragon.
A shadow fell over her, and she knew Valentine was following. She could feel his power rolling through the air towards her. Yelena reached out telepathically, searching for his mind. He was like a burning red flame behind her.
You are magnificent, Valentine. You don't need to hide. I see you, and you are perfect.
Yelena, the dragon growled back. It threw her a scattered jumble of emotions and longing. She knew that feeling. It was the same one when she looked at him.
I know. I feel it too. I'm here. Follow me. We are close, she sent back.
Yelena flew out of the canyon and sailed over the forest. She could sense the thrumming call of the black monolith. She had always gone to be alone there and to practice, where no one could see or be afraid. It was her place, and she wanted to show it to him. She banked, tucked her wings in tight, and landed lightly back on her human feet.
Valentine roared above her, shifted mid-air, and landed in a crouch. He looked up, feral eyes burning through her. Yelena grinned and ran. Valentine bolted after her, and she may have slowed her steps just enough for him to crash into her and tackle her to the grass. She laughed as he pinned her down.
"I knew there was more to you than being a normal dragon. I knew it!" she crowed in delight.
"Mine," Valentine snarled, still more dragon than man. "Caught you. Mine." His mouth crashed down on hers, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer.
"Maybe I let you catch me," she said between breathless kisses.
"Mine," he repeated, his dragon refusing to let go. Valentine's hands pushed under her shirt and curled over her breast.
Yelena moaned, heat and desire making her wet and aching for him. Somehow, she knew she would never get enough of him. She clawed at the laces on his shirt, and he let her go long enough to pull it free from his shoulders.
There were no wounds on his chest, but three scars ran through what remained of his binding sigil, like he had been raked with claws.
Yelena licked them, the hot taste of his magic still scorching his skin. Valentine pulled at her clothes, and Yelena used her magic to make them vanish for fear of him ripping them. Valentine groaned and bent his head to her breasts, kissing and sucking her nipples into stiff peaks.
"Mine. So beautiful," he whispered fervently.
Yelena buried her hands in his hair. "We'll see about that."
She couldn't answer him with a claim of her own, not when he was wild from a change, and she didn't know if he was ready for what her dragon kept telling her. Maybe his beast knew more than his sorcerer side did.
Yelena cried out as Valentine's mouth closed over her pussy, driving all other thoughts from her mind. Her fingers tightened in his hair.
"Oh, fuck. Oh, gods. Valentine." She had never had anyone go down on her before, and she didn't know what to do except lie there and enjoy it.
"So sweet," Valentine whispered against her. He sounded almost back to normal. Yelena looked down and nearly came at the sight of him with her legs over his shoulders. His eyes were scarlet, but they were no longer glowing.
"There you are. Welcome back," she said with a smile.
Valentine nipped the side of her thigh. "Your cunt is magic in more ways than one, it seems."
