“Syn,” her voice was husky. That small taste of him had her pussy throbbing. “If we make love will we be bonded?”
“No.” The deepness of his voice scraped against her already raw nerve endings.
“I can mate with you and keep my mental shields in place. Not that it will be easy” he gave a wry laugh. “I want to be mate bonded with you.”
She knew how he felt and could feel her soul reaching out to him. That place of light and dark she never knew existed within until she met him. She craved to be part of him, but fear held her back. A little kernel like popcorn that bloomed when heat was added. Self-preservation, she laughed at herself, that’s what her whole life had been about and even in this moment it ruled her. Ruled but not overwhelmed, because she would have what she desired and she desired Syn.
Throwing both caution and common sense out the window, she bit his nipple. He gave a roar, a powerful dragon claiming his rights before he turned her over. She laughed as she ended up on her back looking into his amazing eyes.
“My dragon,” she murmured as her hands petted his sides calming him down.
He nodded his head that was buried between her breasts. She giggled at the movement and groaned when it shot straight to her clit.
He was dangerous, he would burn her without the benefit of actual fire. His mouth sucked one nipple in pulling on it, elongating it as he sucked. His hand went to her other breast kneading it, melding it, making her chant his name.
Her eyes drifted closed before widening as sensation after sensation wracked her body. Her need was mindless. Taking her hands, she placed them on his back. The muscles there bunching and relaxing as he sucked on her. His back was a treasure map leading her to secret places that made him shiver when she strummed her fingers over them.
Oh, her dragon liked this, he liked being touched. She drew her nails over his back roughly not breaking the skin but allowing him to feel the pressure. The sucking on her nipple deepened as he responded to her.
“Good dragon.” Her voice was high pitched, wavering on the realm of pleasure he was taking her too.
“Hmm dragon’s mate, my mate.” He bit down on her taut nipple and a burst of need swamped her body encasing her in a desire she couldn’t escape.
Her hips thrust upward, she needed connection, she needed him.
“Please,” came out of her mouth as she begged for completion. Her hands went to his belt.
Shaky fingers attempted to undo it with no success. With one last suck, he allowed her nipple to leave his mouth with a loud pop. He sat up and undid his belt with an unsteady hand.
Standing, he pushed his pants down. He stood before her totally naked. She knew he would look good, but this was better than she dreamed. He was all hard muscles and beautiful lines. She loved how she could see the muscles in his legs; they were so defined she wanted to run her tongue over every one.
“Syn, you’re beautiful.”
“Hush, the only beauty in this room is you and for tonight Alexa you’re mine.”
He crawled over her body making her moan as she watched his thick cock. It was long with a slight curve to it. She licked her lips thinking of it filling her, pushing deep into her. His eyes changed, the blue taking over expanding. She knew what he wanted. He wanted to bond. It took everything she had to look away; she needed his body, she needed him. She wasn’t sure she could commit to forever.
“Syn.” He looked away. Closed his eyes. Then he dipped his head and kissed her, making her toes curl and her pussy throb more.
“This time, Alexa. Next time I will make you mine.”
He rested between her legs allowing his thickness to slowly slide against her clit. He was killing her. The breath in her body was trapped in her lungs while her clit begged him to rub against it harder. He reached down and pinched her. Her head went back as a wail of satisfaction left her mouth even as her pussy clenched and unclenched looking for his hardness.
He adjusted his hips the tip of his cock against the entrance to her pleasure pit. He looked at her, a question in his eyes. Yes, she breathed on a silent sigh. He took her lips as he pressed into her.
Large, thick. Air sucked into her throat as he pressed into her. Wide. God, he was bigger than her. She moved underneath him, wanting to pull away as much as she wanted to get closer. Barrier, something was stopping him. He surged, pressure, a tear and he was in. Her eyes flew up to meet his. The surprised O on his mouth and then that smile that warmed her heart as he held still.
“Burning.”
“Tell me when.” His voice came out like a whisper on the wind. His arms shook as he held himself in one position.
Slowly she wiggled around him. The burning died, leaving a small ember of a flame within her. She moved a little more fanning the flame. Her hands went to his arms holding on.
“Syn, please.” A needy cry left her.
Tenderly, he sank into her inch by careful inch. A sound gathered at the back of her throat, her head thrashed as she tried to understand the joy, the need, and the pure pleasure encircling her body. She felt him when his weight finally settled on her.
She loved it. Loved the feeling of him lying on her while he was so deeply embedded in her. Then he withdrew making her throat raw with the need to scream. Her pussy clutched around him, wanting to keep him deep. Right before she begged, he sank back in a little faster this time.
Now knowing what to do, she wrapped her legs around his hips. Stay, she muttered to herself. He withdrew again this time faster and sank back down again faster each time. Losing all control, her hips matched his, giving as good as she took as sounds flew from her hard and fast.
She pressed kisses to his chest and arms. He took her hand and placed it on her breast. She worked her nipples for his pleasure as she grinded her hips against him.
Her back arched as she felt a pressure, a ball began to expand inside of her.
“Something’s beginning to happen.”
“Glad, not sure how much longer I can hold on, you’re tearing me gloriously apart.”
The ball gathered with intensity making her body shake. Her nerve endings warned her of an earth shattering eruption that was about to occur. Syn ground down on her, pounding hard and her body exploded, came apart as she flew towards the heavens. Nothing stopped her, grounded her except the feel of his hips against her.
She free fell in space allowing her head, her body, to explore different universes before she floated back down. She looked up to see Syn frozen above her. A look of intense concentration on his face.
“Give it to me.”
He surged down into her, once, twice, three times before his body stiffened and a cry left his mouth. His hot essence flowed inside of her warming her, linking them in a way she’d never be able to deny.
She wrapped herself around him and accepted his offering.
“I never expected anything like this,” she said into his chest as she hid her face.
Straightening, she gave him a sleepy smile as he turned them over and settled her on him.
“Amazing,” she said before closing her eyes and drifting off.
Amazing. She was lying on his chest still attached to his body where he was still hard and raging, the need for her singing through his veins. Virgin, he wanted to laugh with the pure joy of it. He never expected that. Didn’t even have the balls to wish for such a thing. Innocent. No, more than that. With everything she walked through in her life, she still had this deep seated belief that everything would work out all right.
There was nothing innocent about him. He knew better. The cynic in him frowned. Nothing ever worked out ok. All he had to do to know that was walk into his brother’s mountain and run his hands over his golden scales. Javon—his oldest brother, was the one who looked most like their father in his dragon form. It had happened so quickly, years before his time was at hand, but Javon knew. He had warned Syn that soon he would be gone. Not to worry, he still believed there was a chance for him. Javon had some grand hope that he could be awakened from his eternal sleep.
His brother was optimistic much like Alexa. He believed in the face of overwhelming odds. He would like her. A stinging in his chest pulled his thoughts away from his brother. Syn’s dragon wanted to be free, he wanted to see their mate.
“Not our mate yet,” he informed his dragon.
“She will be, and you have mated with her, so she is safe from me.”
“Are you sure?” His dragon was dominant and he hadn’t learned to mellow out in the long years of his life.
“I am sure you will have it no other way.”
True, he would never let his dragon hurt her, or anyone else if there was something he could do to stop it.
Gently he disengaged from her. It was like losing a piece of himself when he eased out of her. He throbbed wanting the warmth and the connection. He had lost himself to a tiny slip of a woman. If he had any doubt she was his mate, the fact that he found relief in her and was hard soon after confirmed it. He left the bed and moved into the center of the room.
His body flowed, stretched into his other form. Magic. The only way becoming such a large predator didn’t hurt. Not natural. Not that it mattered, it was who he was now and he wouldn’t go back. No longer could he be all man or all dragon. He was a shifter and proud of it.
His dragon walked over to Alexa. There was an air of awe as he looked at her.
“So little.” His dragon spoke.
“But so fierce. She’s a little warrior.”
“Ours.”
“Not yet, but I believe she will join her life with ours.”
“She will carry our children.”
Syn smiled at the thought of her belly swollen with his child, that same child suckling at her perfect breast. Even in his dragon form, he felt his cock throb. He pulled back on the dragon.
“I won’t hurt her.” The dragon spoke to the man. “She’s mine to protect. I know mating in this form will kill. I wish she could be like us. Shift from one to the other.”
Syn and his dragon crumpled at the thought. There is a time when a dragon mate became a shifter, but that was no longer possible. He would have shed a tear if he were in his human form.
“That will never happen,” he told his dragon, bringing them both to reality.
His dragon took his head and rubbed it against Alexa taking in her delectable smell, getting to know her.
“Hi,” her husky voice reached the dragons ears. “I was wondering when I would get to see you again.”
She reached out and touched him allowing her hands to caress the back of his long neck.
“I want to talk to her.” He complained to the man. They had spoken in the spiritual world but this was a different plane and Alexa would have to have a bond with them to hear him now.
“You will if she chooses us.”
“She has already chosen us, all you have to do is make the bond.” He rubbed his head against her belly allowing his tongue to lick her.
She giggled at the feel of his tongue against her.
“I like you, Syn the dragon.”
“See! She likes me. I told you she had already picked us,” he crowed to the man.
Syn laughed. When had his dominant cynical dragon become putty in Alexa’s hands?
He moved away from her and changed back.
“Syn?”
“Right here.”
“Your dragon is beautiful and he never tried to hurt me.”
“You’re too precious to hurt.” He climbed in the bed beside her.
“You’re still hard.”
“I know, later. Right now I just want to hold you.” He adjusted himself and pulled her closer. “Sleep, Alexa. You need the rest.”
*~*~*~*
She dreamed of flying high in the sky on Syn’s back while her hands stroked this shimmery scales. She twirled as she held on for dear life. No matter what he did, she didn’t fall as if something more elusive kept her upright. Magic. She laughed while her heart and brain took the thought seriously.
When she opened her eyes, she was disappointed to be lying on his crisp white sheets instead of soaring in the air. The disappointment faded fast as she took in the strength of his body surrounding her. Her fingers traced down his arm once again liking what she felt.
She leaned over to kiss him; there was a loud knock on the door to his lair and a deep voice calling his name.
His eyes popped open. “It’s my brother, Maceo.”
Alexa jumped up and disappeared into the bathroom. Syn stood walking over to answer the door.
“Really, Syn? Yes, it’s important but you could have taken the time to put on pants.”
“This is what you get when you don’t call ahead. I was busy.”
Maceo sniffed the air. “You found your mate.”
Syn nodded giving him a proud smile. “She’s beautiful, wild, and fierce.”
Maceo nodded, guarding his eyes. He was happy for his brother but the need he felt to find his own mate was overwhelming.
“Does she know any dragon mates?”
“None that she has told me of. Although I am not sure she would recognize one.”
“I believe Mutufa has someone here helping him. There was a situation at the river; you need to come witness it.”
Syn flashed his gaze to the bathroom door. Alexa walked out.
“Hi,” she walked over to Syn and his brother. “I’m Alexa.”
Maceo offered his hand. “I’m Maceo, Syn’s brother.”
He was tall like his brother with the same dark hair. It flattered his face. His nose was straight with sharp cheeks, a classic face and dark blue eyes. Handsome, she thought looking at him, but nowhere near as handsome as Syn.
She took his hand shaking it. “Nice to meet you, Maceo.” Bumping shoulders with Syn, she smiled at him and placed her hand into his.
“Did I hear you say there was trouble?”
“We had a little mishap at the river. I was asking Syn to come and take a look at it.”
“Alexa, would you like to go with us?”
“I would.”
Syn walked away drawing attention to the fact that he wore nothing. Alexa’s jaw hung for a moment before she shook her head.
“Is he unusual for a dragon shifter, or are all you all like this?”