“That,” he exclaims, holding me even closer, “I would be happy to oblige.”
Tomorrow.
Tomorrow, we will choose to leave or stay.
“Do you forgive me?” I ask. “Canyou forgive me?”
“There is nothing to forgive.”
There is everything to forgive.I brought him into this mess, into humanity, into our looming extinction, into my family…
But his hands go to my hair, his fingers caress my scalp, and with nothing but the sound of his heart beneath my ear and the crackle of torchlight, I push all concerns from my mind and fall asleep in my dragon’s arms.
20
Loving a Dragon
I waketo find Zaeyr between my legs, licking my sex. A shocked moan escapes me, and I spread my knees. Long fingers slide up and through my private place, where he explores and plays.
I don’t know what time it is, whether it’s morning or still night. All I know is his sharp tongue ramming into my deep place and his dark groans. He spans his hands and gropes me everywhere.
“Time to breed,” he groans, rearing up like a wild beast over me. I lift my hips as he spreads me out and open. The hard tip of his thick prick nudges my opening. His eyes glow bright upon me, lighting the space with blue.
I’m barely ready, but he thrusts, pinning me to the hard ground with his hips. I scream, stunned by being spread so abruptly.
Gasping, he slams slow and rough, each shunt a beating of my body to his—to the floor. Slower still, I’m fluttering and clenching, pushing him out as much as trying to keep him rooted.
I hook my legs over him, once again finding my feet unable to connect. I strain my neck to look upon his face.
But he’s over me, his huge body not even arching so our lips can meet. I kiss his torso and chest to get his taste in my mouth.
Thrusting faster now, he snarls like an animal.My dragon.And with a roar blaring out, he shoots his seed.
Heat pools into me—so much heat—and I clamp my sex around him. My thighs grab what they can while I cry out. His seed spreads slick between us as he forces me to take everything. And when I’m about to wilt with exhaustion, he releases me.
“Zaeyr,” I moan, curling to my side, the sensation of his cum spreading throughout my body. Like the first time we mated, my body shudders, paralyzing me on contact. But I remain conscious this time.
Relighting the torch, he picks me up and carries me to the cave pool, tugs off my remaining coverings, and slips us into the cold water together.
“You are ovulating, human. Your pheromones have sweetened this night,” he groans, moving his hands all over me. “It is maddening, and I amalreadymad.”
Ovulating?My heart skips a beat and I find the strength to whisper, “What does that mean for us?” I ask coyly, allowing him to move me, wash me, pet me. I couldn’t stop him even if I tried. My body is still weak.
“It means we should stay here until it is over, so I may have you whenever I want. I may not be able to control myself.”
Oh.
The answer. The tribe. Father…everything comes back to me like a speartip to the heart, taking away the headiness of the moment.
For a time, there’s stillness between us.
He hums low, almost in warning. “Do not think of them.”
“I can’t help it.”
“It is because they are important to you.” He sighs.
Swallowing, I close my eyes. “Yes.” No matter how hurt or angry I am with Delina. My tribe is and always will be one of the most important things to me in my life. If this journey of surrendering a future with Leith has proven anything to me, it’s this.
