over any of the other descriptions that had been used for me throughout the years. I wasn’t in any capacity sweet, but if she thought so, I would believe it because her word was law in my mind. Plus, I was sweet… for her. Only her. Well, until I had her perfect ass bent over in bed, rutting into her far harder than I probably should.
She had to know how much she affected me, right?
I swear she did to some extent because sometimes my reactions would garner a glint of curiosity as she tried to push me, yielding a very different result than most would. I should probably tell her it wasn’t necessary for her to push. If she wanted to see me lose it, I could happily show her just how insane I was about her. Show her everything that I would do in her name. Show her everything I would do to claim her as ours completely in the eyes of everyone.
There was only one aspect of that which concerned me. My dragon. I knew he would want to come out to play at some point. Because of being an alpha and the type of flight we were, exhibiting all the different types throughout our bond and resulting in correlating strength, we had the ability to shift into a state of being where our dragons were far more in charge than we were despite looking human. It was fantastic for military aspects and planning, but it took a lot of control to keep it retained, and once it broke out, it usually took the others to help calm the person down.
Eventually my dragon would insist on being part of that moment when we claimed her, but right now I didn’t trust that he wouldn’t take her viciously, wanting to completely dominate her. I wasn’t positive I wanted Maya to see that side of me. Not yet. That side of me, the one connected to my dragon, was also the one that had garnered a not so ‘sweet’ reputation in the Dreki realm.
Eldur Academy, where we had been trained, only handled students that would be equipped to directly defend the castle in times of need. Which meant that you either had to be really fucking scary or have connections. Our flight happened to have both. While we had never specifically worked in the castle, spending most of our time in training and on missions, we had earned a reputation that preceded us throughout the Dreki realm. No one wanted to fuck with our flight, not because they liked us, but because of the consequences associated with such a dumb action.
The only time I had truly been thankful for our reputation was when no one risked challenging us when we decided to leave, something that had been a cause for frustration upon the royal court, and more so, our families. Although, now I was a bit more thankful for that fear if it meant keeping these fuckers away from Maya.
“Marco.” She sighed my name softly in her sleep, sinking further against me as her head slipped down onto my lap, my cock jerking as her cheek rested on my thigh. Fuck. I gently grabbed a pillow and lifted her head, making sure to rest her on it before smoothing my fingers through her hair. No need to have her waking up with my fucking cock right in her face. I mean… unless that was something she wanted.
Goddamn it. Now all I could think about was Maya kneeling between my legs and her perfect lips wrapped around my cock. This. This was why dragons and their mates usually took time away from everyone else after fucking mating. I wanted to spend every free moment of my time exploring her body, and unfortunately that wasn’t a goddamn option right now. It didn’t help that she was also so very clearly exhausted right now.
My fingers brushed over her cheekbone, glints of glitter still covering her skin from the event only hours ago. I scowled as another picture of her flashed up on the television screen, highlighting her attendance at such a ‘prestigious’ event that the national media circuit probably wouldn’t normally have cared about if not for her attendance. Well, to some extent. I mean, the reason it was prestigious was because of how easily dragon shifters had made our way into the upper echelons of human society despite trying to keep a somewhat low profile. It was difficult to do so because