spreads them wide, exposing me to his view.
Rising up, I try to flip back over, to kick out. His strength stops me. “Kaos!” I screech even as my core clenches and opens, knotting and filling with heat, responding—against my will or part of my will, I don’t know. My nails bite into the plants beneath me as I continue to struggle. “Wait!” I beg.
My struggles cease as he lets me exhaust myself, holding me open, holding me down. I have the most endurance of anyone in my tribe, and yet I exhaust myself in no time. Shame fills me and I sag to the ground.
Try and relax, I tell myself, closing my eyes. This isn’t how I expected our rutting would happen, but I also never thought I would be with a male not of my species.
But penetration doesn’t happen, even when I arch my hips up, easing the way and exposing myself further. I’m ready and waiting—willing—now that my shock is gone. His hands on my thighs begin to excite me, a warm sensation flutters through me. This is right… How it should be. We’re bonded.
He hates me, the thought rises and my brow furrows. I’m about to mate with a man who hates me.
Still, nothing happens.
Twisting slowly to look back at Kaos, I see him staring between my legs. Reacting to the intensity in his gaze—trying to close myself off—his grip strengthens. Heat rises to my cheeks, and I reach back to cover myself with a hand.
He growls, and the full force of his weight covers me from head to toe. His lengthy prick bumps and slides against my butt, across my hand, to settle between my legs.
His mouth brushes my ear. “How do I fill you?”
Tensing, I fumble. “What?”
His cock rubs me and he reaches down to knock my hand away. “The deep part of you that takes my cock, show me,” he orders, his teeth nipping my lobe.
He doesn’t know. My chest constricts. How could he know? I don’t know how dragons mate…
His body pulls back from mine and his hands are pulling apart my buttocks. My knees bend slightly in embarrassment.
“Show me!”
The order elicits shivers and twitching and more moaning from me. Saliva fills my mouth. A deep grunt comes from above, and I know I’m not the only one dizzy with need.
Reaching back again, sliding my fingers between his hands, over my behind, I find the core of me—and it’s wet and slick. This is the place. Even if those who are mothers to me had not taught me how my body works, I would still know this is where his prick goes.
His hands squeeze my rump, lifting it off the ground as I dab my finger inside, sliding it back out. It’s wet.
“There?” His voice is a hollow rasp.
Nodding, he pulls my hand away and feels it for himself. Jerking off the ground, his nail grazes my most sensitive flesh. Remembering his sharp claws, my body goes rigid. But he pets me softly, poking and prodding, exploring me like I’ve pleasured myself in the past.
“I will not be able to fit,” he says, slipping one fingertip shallowly into me before sliding it back out. Dropping my hand and moving it under my face, I rub my brow with building desperation, disappointment.
“Try?” I beg.
“And tear you open?” Kaos snarls. “Do you deserve such pain? Will you suffer it, for me?”
Oh, waters. “The wetness human females make is supposed to help.” Pain is the last thing on my mind. Nothing about this is painful. So far.
His finger slides back into me, deeper this time. It twists and plays, feeling me everywhere. “You do deserve it for what you have done, little human wretch. Stealing my immortality and bonding with a male out of your league. You deserve it and more.” He pushes deeper still.
I moan. His words should scare me, but they don’t. They’re just words. I don’t even hear the hate he felt for me in them. All I hear is need, my need reflecting back at me.
I’m about to beg him for more, to fill me with more—because his finger is not enough—when the ear-splitting scream of the femdragon pounds through the space we’re in. His hands fall away from me, his finger vanishes, and I scurry up, pulling my legs under me.
The snaps and cracks of trees being shattered and branches breaking rumble all around us. Kaos pulls me under him, pulls me further into the strange place we nested for the