He nods. “Yes, all other shifters only have them in their animal form. Dragons are the exception. It means the base of my cock swells, and when it enters you, it locks into place, ensuring my cum can’t escape. It’s to allow me to fertilize any eggs you may have. Dragons are the only species who don’t need everyone in the mating group to breed. It’s why my parents have three children close in age.”
“I can lay eggs in this form?” I can’t help how horrified I sound. He chuckles and shakes his head.
“No, you would shift and lay them in your dragon form. We would then take turns keeping them warm until they hatch. Any children from you and me will be dragons. Children from mating with the others will be anyone’s guess.”
My mind is reeling at everything I just learned.
“But what about other dragons who are mated to non-dragon shifters? How does that work?” I ask despite the impatient dragon who growls inside my head.
“Their children would be whatever the mother is. Only dragon females can have dragon babies. If a male dragon is mated to a non-dragon, they won’t ever have dragon children. The children will still be theirs, just not a dragon shifter.”
I roll all the information around in my head, but my dragon is done waiting. She bucks her hips, unseating Hunter who relaxed slightly during our conversation. He tumbles to the side, and I scramble to get up again, but I’m too slow, and the new wings make it awkward. Hunter circles my ankle with his fingers. I try to kick him away, but he is too strong. He looms over me, his chest to my back, and I feel a claw slice down the back of my pants, shredding them as cool air brushes across my skin. My shirt, which is in pieces due to my wings, slides down my arms, and I toss it off to the side. Hunter’s hands slip around my front and cup my breasts as he leans in and bites the shoulder that has no marks on it yet.
“This is where I’m going to put my mark on you for everyone to see that I’m your mate, but first I’m going to fuck you, knot you, and then claim you, and you are going to take it like the good little she dragon you are.” I feel his hard, pants-covered cock rub against my ass, and I buck my hips, trying to escape. My dragon isn’t ready to submit yet, so I snarl and try to twist out of his embrace, but he has me well and truly pinned.
He chuckles wickedly, and one of his hands leaves my breasts. I hear him unzip his pants, the sound loud in the silence of the cavern.
Hunter shoves them down his thighs, then his hand cups my pussy. “Mmm, so wet. Your pussy knows whom it belongs to, all dripping and ready to take my cock.” His fingers circle my clit before he roughly shoves them into my core, stretching me wide. I pant and groan at the intrusion, but it feels incredible, so instead of fighting him, I let my head hang and squeeze my eyes shut as he finger fucks me, whispering dirty words of encouragement.
“Such a pretty, perfect pussy. I bet you taste amazing too.” He removes his fingers, and then I hear the sound of him licking them. I turn my head, my eyes widening when I see the forked tongue that flicks out of his mouth. Holy fuck.
He smirks and gives me a wink. “I promise you’ll get a chance to feel it before we leave this cave, but I can’t wait any longer. I need to make you mine.” With those words, he slams home, and I scream, the sound echoing through the cavern. His huge cock is almost too big despite him having done some prep work.
“Fuck, you’re so tight,” he growls as he retreats and thrusts in again. This time, it feels incredible, and I moan and brace my arms in front of me, pushing back in time with his movements. Hunter strokes my wings, which are kind of just hanging since I don’t have a clue what to do with them, but it feels amazing. My pussy spasms around his cock, and he grunts with pleasure.
“Your cunt grips me so tightly, so hot and wet. I bet your mouth feels the same. I want to fuck your throat while I tongue fuck your pretty pussy.” Oh my god. Straitlaced Hunter is kind of dirty. “And if your pussy is this tight, I can’t wait to feel what your ass is like.”
His words are straight porn, and I am here for it. My body tingles in all the right places, and he surrounds me, one hand gripping my breast while the other circles my clit, and my impending release climbs. I claw at the cushions in front of me, desperate to cum, but it’s just out of reach.
“Please,” I beg. “I need more, give me more.” He starts to thrust even faster, and the base of his cock swells, slamming against my entrance, which seems to give a little with each pass.
“Good girl, that’s it. My knot is almost inside you, and then we’ll fly together.”
Huh? Does he mean literally or figuratively? Fuck it, who cares. I just want to come.
He growls, his mouth on my shoulder, and just as it slips in and sends me shooting into the stars, he bites down. Pain and pleasure collide, and I almost black out. I lose all strength in my arms and collapse with him on top of me. Electricity ignites my nerves, and my pussy pulses as wave after wave of pleasure flows through me. Hunter releases me and roars, the sound bouncing off the cavern walls as I sob and cry out.
Tears stream down my cheeks, and I’m pretty sure I’m drooling, but I don’t care. It feels incredible. He rocks his hips, and another mini orgasm pulses through my body, smaller but no less intense than the first one. I’m boneless, and all I can do is enjoy the ride. He brushes a big hand over my hair and croons words of praise.
“Such a good mate, taking my knot and letting me fill you with my cum. You’re going to be so full, it’s going to drip out.” He slides a hand under me and cups my belly, and my eyes widen as he starts to come again. I can feel it squirting out of him. It seems to go on and on. Holy crap, I’m going to be a walking cum bucket. My dragon is preening and crooning inside, happy about how strong and virile her mate is. Fucking animal souls are crazy as fuck. He rolls off me and onto his side, taking me with him, wrapping his arms around me as he licks the mark on my neck and caresses me like I’m as precious as everything he has in his hoard.
“My greatest treasure,” he mumbles as I relax and my eyes drift closed. “Rest, my sweet. We are going to be here a while.” Those are the last words I hear before I drift off to sleep.
ChapterTwenty-Nine
Nox
The mark above my chest aches incessantly as I toss back another shot of whiskey. It hasn’t hurt this much since I was originally marked. I’m assuming it means one thing—that my bond group has found the mate that was meant for us. It’s why there is a line of shot glasses in front of me, but nothing seems to dull the need to head back toward the shifter kingdom and find the woman meant specifically for me. I turned my back on all that when I decided I would deny the bond rather than risk rejection from the group of males I was destined to spend the rest of my life with.
The pleasure den I find myself in is deep in the capital of the Chaos Kingdom, and it offers any kind of temptation a person may require—women and men to fuck, games to gamble on, and drugs to indulge in. I wave my hand at the bartender, indicating I want another drink, before I amble over to a recently vacated booth that has gauzy curtains surrounding it, giving the occupants the illusion of privacy. When the sexy little waitress brings me my drink, I ask her to bring me a smoking pipe. It’s been a long time since I indulged, but I really just need to get out of my head, and hopefully by numbing myself, it will numb the ache deep inside me.
I people watch as the waitress sets up the pipe before handing me the mouthpiece. “Is there anything else I can do for you?” she asks suggestively and leans forward, giving me a good look at her breasts, which are almost spilling out of her skimpy uniform. I shake my head, and she looks disappointed for a moment, but then she disappears behind the curtains in search of someone else to take her up on her offer.
I put the mouthpiece to my lips and take a deep drag. The intoxicating smoke is harsh and burns its way into my lungs before I breathe it out again. It only takes a couple of inhales before my body starts to relax and become languid, and all of my worries and concerns drift away on the breeze much like the smoke. The scent of sex and the sounds of passion become clearer, and my cock hardens beneath my leather pants. I wince and palm myself, trying to ease the ache. I had forgotten the side effect of this particular drug. Although it relaxes you and drives all your worries away, it also makes you horny as fuck.
I consider calling the waitress back to take care of my raging hard-on, but a shadow appears behind the gauzy curtains, and then a stunning, lithe man lets himself into my secluded booth. I slide my eyes up and down his figure. This establishment really has stunning whores for hire, and I decide to indulge. It’s been a long time since I’ve been with a man, and this one is the very essence of temptation. Part fae, part something else, his gossamer wings are a sparkling kaleidoscope of greens and silvers that shimmer with his elegant movements. His plump lips are turned up in a seductive smile as he flicks a lock of pale green hair over his shoulder and takes a step toward my table. All he’s wearing is a pair of black leather hot pants, and his skin looks to be covered in glitter, sparkling where it catches the light.
“Hello, handsome. Do you want some company?” Surprisingly, his voice is husky and has a slight menace to it that is exciting and tugs at my balls. He runs a wet tongue over his pink lips, and I imagine it circling the head of my cock. He doesn’t wait for me to respond before he slides into the booth and tugs the mouthpiece from my hand before wrapping his lips around it. I can’t tear my gaze away as he inhales deeply before blowing out, creating rings, his mouth a perfect circle as he blows.
