A sliver of rage almost takes over, fury that I feel anything for this human… but it doesn’t last. No matter how hard I have fought for it to remain this past day, it doesn’t.She is not evil,I note.She is naïve. Young.
And she is mine now.
Possession, hot and ferocious, stabs my chest. The need to claim her and finish this builds high. And my gaze—deepest shadows!—my gaze will not stray from her soft mounds and peaked nipples.They are peaked for me, me! Not a young dragonling. Me.
I do not understand humankind, nor how they have survived for so long, but I find that I like their softness—Issa’s softness—a little too much.
Claim her before another male comes.Claim her before another dragon sees her worth and chooses humanity willingly!
She lowers herself into the water and a growl escapes me. Steam rises in my belly and pours from my nostrils as Issa stops right before me.
COME TO ME!
She takes my hand.
My thoughts roil and fight and fashion together. I am tensed to pounce and forsake the honor of my ancestry.
But she stabs me with her bright blue eyes as she takes my shaking hand.
My fingers curl around her, holding her there, tightening, letting her know, as my shadow and body tower over her, removing the light from her skin, that… she has made her choice.
“Kaos,” she says my name again hesitantly. Her lips purse to say more.
Falling upon her hard, pushing her back against the pool’s ledge, I snarl in her face to stop her. “No more words,” I hiss out. “I do not want to hear them unless I ask for them specifically, understand? A female who has chosen her mate, bows to him completely. You will submit!”
Her mouth parts further.
Unable to wait any longer—pressing her back to the slick edge—pushing her down, spreading her legs apart, I erect myself between them. She tries to sit up on her elbows, but I grip her hands and force her arms forward.
I want her on the ground, beneath me.I will be satisfied.Growling again, I tell her as much. “You will let me mount you!”
She is so stiff that her legs hook my thighs hard. I growl again.
“Show me your deep spot again, female,” I order. My cock is hard and ready to erupt its fire all over her small pelvis and hollowed waist. When she doesn’t immediately obey, I slip my hands between her thighs and pull them apart.
A high-pitched squeak fills my ears as Issa’s hands grip my wrists. Her tiny nails bite my skin. I like her noises—her nails digging into me. Her reactions send delicious sensations down my spine. A femdragon would never do any more than lie there and take her mate’s prick.
But a more powerful want urges me to take her and fill her with my seed. Her pheromones beg me for it.
Her hips arch, like they did this morning, exposing the hidden place of her sex. This time I find her deep, heated spot without any help, a tasty beacon for my eyes.
It is so damp, her essence thick and leaking—for me!—that my prick straightens toward it, targeting its enveloping demise. Pressing one nail to her small, slick opening, the human’s hips arch again, and she makes a deeper sound this time.
“You want this,” I say, sliding my claw in circles, remembering how tight her sex really is. “You will suffer for it,” I continue, dipping my finger into her shallowly. “You deserve it for choosing a dragon, for choosing a mate too big for you.” My finger pushes all the way in, and her little opening clamps around it.Oh, shadows,I grunt,I am going to suffer more.
Something stops my finger from going deeper, and my eyes narrow between her legs, feeling my human’s tight sheath everywhere.
She moans and stiffens, clamping my finger harder. A hitching gasp tears my gaze to her pointed face.
“What is that?” I ask, touching it. The harder I press or push against it, the more her grip on my wrist tries to tug it away.
“My barrier,” she blurts.
“Barrier?”
She leans up again, and this time, I allow her. The pink of her skin deepens her cheeks, and it is not because of the red aura from the sky. “It’s supposed to break the first time I’m breached by a male,” she whispers.
I still, my finger tensing inside her.First time?My chest tightens alarmingly. “You have never taken a male’s seed before? This is your first heat?” I can barely manage the words.
