smell it in my nose. I feel it fill my womb. My belly grows—just a little—or maybe I’m going mad. I can’t tell, not anymore!
I’m stuck, and he’s mating me, putting all of himself inside me. It seems obvious, but he’s not rutting like a human. He mates like a rabid dragon, filling me so fully with his seed, mounting so deeply and firmly that there’s nothing I can do but take it.
“Relax, human,” he tells me when I don’t think I can take it anymore. “I am almost done,” he warns.
Almost? I arch up and twist, shaking, seeking relief and… almost? He grunts and moves, watching me powerless against him, knowing it’s consuming me. Squinting, I find his pleasure in my consumption. He’s relishing it.
I deserve it, suffering it—him—his words come back to me. A scream builds in my throat.
Kaos jerks back, and the pressure bursts with him.
Crying again with pleasure, the terrible pressure vanishes. His seed pours from my sex as dots scurry across my vision. I barely hear his laugh as he thrusts back into me, forcing my cries louder.
He bites down on my neck.
Bliss strikes me again, and I’m clenching hard around him. He groans against my neck and slams into me, shoving my hips into the air. He lets go of my hands and bands his arms around me, pulling me to his chest, lifting me up as he stands.
He walks backward into the pool, rutting up into me the whole time. My feet and lower legs dip into the water as I cling to him.
A position I’ve never even dreamed of.
I’m shunted into the air, rocking back onto him, riding a dragon. Another burst of hot seed fills me, and he grows wilder, moving my body this way and that.
Another animalistic roar fills my ears, and we fall into the water.
Time passes as he holds me against his chest, his large hands petting my back and hair, still seated inside me. Neither of us speak. There are no words. Cool water takes away the burn but not his heat. Snuggling into him, I let myself trust that he’ll protect us.
His body is big, his presence is intimidating, and I can’t even wrap my fingers around his wrist. I’ve never met a male like him, and being so close to him, having had him inside me, really hits home.
With my palms on his chest, I thread his long hair between my fingers. Even his hair is different from any I’ve ever seen. It falls down his back, past his butt, clinging to him like vines. It’s silky, and it’s never tangled.
The scales on his joints catch my gaze as they glisten a brilliant emerald and jade. They move with him, curving and bending like armored jewels all his own.
And his wing-like appendages along his arms… They’re velvety and thicker than they look. Their endpoints are sharp like cartilage, no sharper than his small nails.
I wonder what he thinks of me.
Our breathing evens out, and the noises of the jungle return.
“What now?” I ask, listening to his drumming heart under my ear.
Kaos stirs, his back to the waterfall edge, and grazes his nails over the back of my neck. “I protect and provide for you while you raise my young.”
Stiffening, my eyes pop open. “Young?”
“I am an alpha. My seed is strong, and I gave you all of it. If it has not planted in your womb already, it will soon. Young are guaranteed when mating with me.”
A stab of jealousy hits me, cutting through my surprise. “You’ve mated before?” I ask.
“I have not.”
Oh… Pleasure fills me.
But his body goes rigid. “Is that a problem?” he asks.
“No, I’m happy. I don’t like knowing there’s another female—femdragon—who’ve you touched.” I choose to tell him the truth.
He lets out a raspy laugh I feel through my whole body. “Dragons don’t mate bond.”
“I don’t care,” I grumble.
“Would you fight a femdragon for me if I had?” He’s teasing me.
“Yes,” snapping back at him.
More laughter sounds, and my eyes narrow. He continues, “The only femdragon you may have to face is the one looking for me.”
Silence settles between us. The femdragon was all but gone from my thoughts but now she’s there again, like a shadow hanging over us. “I haven’t heard her,” I realize out loud. “Not for a while. Could she be gone?” I’m hoping she’s gone. Then nothing would stand in our way… Except for my tribe. I won’t dwell on that thought, not now, and rub