“You’ve been out of it for two days and haven’t eaten. I know you’re hungry, but you can only eat bland food until your stomach works properly again. I’ll go make you something,” Lydia said, rising to leave.
“I’ll help you,” Embry’s mom said.
The room started clearing out after that, leaving me alone with my mate. I knew the others had left so that Embry and I could have some time alone and get to know each other. I was grateful to them.
As they exited, Embry adjusted on my lap. His movement and his scent caused me to harden. He smelled amazing. His slim body rested and molded perfectly into my larger frame. I wanted to take him and claim him as mine, now. I desired to plunge my cock deep into him.
My dragon was on board with that, but I knew I had to take things slowly. He’d need to know me before we bonded.
“I know you’re a dragon, but I don’t know m-much else. Can you tell me about yourself?” he asked shyly. Embry’s soft words brought me out of my thoughts.
“Of course, Angel. I’ll tell you whatever you want to know, and I hope you will tell me things about you. I desire to know all about you,” I said.
He nodded his head in agreement and gave a small smile. I smiled back.
“I was born and raised in a small town in Scotland. However, I’ve lived all over the world. Since I’m over a thousand, I’ve had to move several times, creating new identities—” I said.
“You’re over a thousand? I thought that was as long as we lived,” Embry said, cutting me off, eyes wide.
“While most paranormals do only live to a thousand, dragons are different. We’re immortal. This doesn’t mean someone can’t kill us, though. It just means we don’t die of natural causes. Once we bond, you’ll become immortal, too,” I explained.
“W-wow, I’m only twenty-five. Is…is that okay? I know I’m young and…and I’ve never…” Embry paused. He looked nervous, as if he were unsure of how to say what he wanted to say. Although I had a good idea of what that was. I was thrilled. I felt my cock harden even more.
“Angel, I always knew I’d be older than my mate, unless he turned out to be another dragon. As for you never having had sex before, I’ll teach you everything you’ll need to know. I’m ecstaticthat I’ll be your first and last,” I assured him. I closed my eyes for a moment, thinking of his untouched hole and my taking him. It was all mine. My dragon growled in pleasure. It would be the most prized treasure in our hoard.
Opening my eyes again, I saw him looking at me as if weighing my words. He must have smelled and felt my arousal, because before giving me a small smile, his eyes rounded, and he blushed. “I’d l-like that, but I’m nervous, and I don’t know you. Do you m-mind waiting?” he asked.
“We can go as slow as you want,” I assured him before continuing. “There are some things you need to know about mating with a dragon, anyway.”
“Like what?” he whispered. I could hear the trepidation in his voice.
“Nothing bad. Mating with a dragon differs from with other paranormals. To bond, we must exchange blood, and when you take my blood, it will start the mating heat. We’ll both be affected, and it will push us both to complete the bond,” I said, pausing. How did I tell him this next part without him freaking out?
“That doesn’t sound too b-bad,” he said. “Wolves bite. So, I would need to bite you when we b-bond.”
I smiled. “I look forward to your bite. Dragons also give a bite. After the bite, magic will flow, binding our souls together, and my dragon will give you a piece of himself—forming into a tattoo on the bite mark. I’ll also end up knotting you.”
“Oh, wolves have a knot, too. It helps to ensure p-pregnancy for our females. Other than the mating heat and the mark, it sounds very similar to a wolf m-mating.”
“There’s more, Embry,” I said, taking a deep breath. “Dragons can get their male mates pregnant. In fact, the mating heat will last until you are.”
“P-pregnant? I can get p-pregnant. I-I-I—” he said, not finishing his sentence.
“We will take our time, Angel. We don’t have to rush,” I said, hugging my mate. My dragon rumbled his disapproval at the thought of waiting.
“I-I-I—” he tried saying again.
I broke him, I thought. I needed to get his mind off pregnancy. So, I did the only thing I could think of—I kissed him.
A Taste of Forever
Embry
My first kiss. Wow. One moment I was freaking out, and the next, I was being kissed—and Angus could kiss. He pressed his lips firmly to mine. I was lost in his taste. Arousal thrummed through my body, and my dick thickened. I moaned into his mouth and felt his tongue silently demand to enter. My mouth opened of its own accord. I was lost at that moment; I couldn’t think.
I moaned in pleasure again as his tongue gently touched mine. It was like a burst of electricity, and I needed more. I pressed closer into my mate, and the wolf inside of me urged me on. At this moment, I cared for nothing. I felt my climax building, and I didn’t want it to end. As Angus probed my mouth, his hand rubbed my stiff prick through my sleep pants. I whimpered in pleasure and ran my hands across his broad chest.
I felt his length underneath me, poking my ass. He was huge. I slowly ground into him, and he sighed on my lips. I wanted him. I wanted to feel him inside me. I knew I wasn’t thinking right, but I didn’t care. My fears, my doubts, they melted as he continued to assault my mouth.
