“I think she didn’t want to risk slowing down, then missing if she fired at you. If she missed, you’d be on her like stink on shit.”
“Let’s talk about something else.”
“Like going out for a flight?”
I smiled. “Yeah.”
We didn’t just talk about it, we did it. Brody drove us to his favorite spot for shifting, his Ram smelling of leather and Armor-All. The spot turned out to be a long, lonely stretch of gravel road far enough from the city that only the stars brought any light. The moon, riding low over the eastern horizon, was little more than a sliver. All around were fields empty of crops or critters.
“There’s no one around for miles,” Brody said. “Though I’m sure some dragons come here. We can shift and fly without being seen.”
I shifted. As before, the change came with the merest flicker of a thought. Instantly, the night’s darkness fell away. I saw clearly. I saw the owl who flew on the hunt over the fields as easily as I might have had it been noon and under the sun.
Brody also shifted. He rubbed his muzzle against mine, his wings furled over his back. “You’re so beautiful.”
His hide matched his hair, giving him a soft glow. His honey eyes, filled with love, met mine before he entwined his long neck around my neck. My love for him, hardly noticed under the chaos that our lives had become, grew like the flames within us both.
“I love you,” I said, shutting my eyes, happy to just feel his strong body against mine, our chests together, our combined warmth.
“I love you,” he murmured. “We’re fated. You and me. This is our destiny.”
Deep inside me, I knew what he said was true. It wasn’t coincidence that had me move in next door just as Rivers attacked him and Bethany found me. We were driven together. Forging a bond only death could break. I loved him beyond all reasoning, all logic, all common sense. For there wasn’t any sense to any of it.
We simply belonged together.
“What say we fly?”
Brody spread his wings and leaped into the air. I followed a mere second behind him. Higher and higher we flew, the ground falling far away beneath our tails. I forgot Bethany. I forgot the massive chase, my anger, my depression. I but lived to fly. I knew that now.
Almost as one creature, we dove, we soared, wingtip to wingtip, laughing with joy, flaming great swaths through the sky. Hours we flew, dancing on our tails, our necks interwoven, our wings keeping us airborne as we confessed our love for one another.
On the ground, in our human shapes, we made love under the stars. Brody undressed me, his tongue in my mouth, his erection hard against my belly. My aroused pussy leaked my wetness down my thighs. Cupping my bare ass, Brody lifted me against the truck, spreading my legs. His cock nudged at my pussy, invading, spreading me wide, impaling me on his iron shaft.
I clung to his body, our sweat mingling where our skin touched, his tongue in my mouth bringing me ever closer to my orgasm. I barely felt the metal truck behind me as Brody’sthrusts sent all other feelings and sensations far away. Moaning, I dug my nails into his back, my pussy clamped down on his shaft like a vise.
His pumping grew harder, faster, setting my body on fire. I gasped, dragging in air as my climax seized me in its grip. Brody thrust harder, his cock striking my G-spot like a hammer. I threw my head back, crying out as my orgasm sent ripples through my body.
Brody’s grunts filled my ear as I dragged air into my starved lungs, his cock spasming, ripping through him on the heels of my climax. I felt his shaft shudder, quivering, his thrusts hard, deep. He nipped my throat with his teeth, the exquisite pleasure nearly triggering yet another orgasm.
“I put a baby in you,” he muttered against my flesh, his voice thick, raspy. “A baby.”
***
“I’ve got to get back to work,” I said the next morning over a hasty breakfast. “I’m behind.”
Brody gulped his coffee, then grimaced. “If I don’t get back to the site today, my job is toast.”
“Go. Get out of here. You bug me.”
He poured coffee into a thermos, then kissed me. “Will you be okay alone?”
“Don’t be dumb. I can take care of myself.”
“Call me if you think Byrd is around.”
“Only so you can help bury the body.”
“We’re dragons.” He grinned. “Body disposal is a single flame burst away.”
