I'm Not A Dragon's Mate!

by Sandra R Neeley

  “Yep, but not just any Dragon’s blood, Daniel’s Dragon’s blood, our Dragon’s blood. We were afraid that if Lurin came for me or Avaleigh, the only way to destroy him would be Daniel’s fire. And if you hadn't had his blood in your system, you would’ve been killed. So I decided to slip it to you without asking because you were being a dick and wouldn't have accepted it on your own,” Kaid finished and took a swig of his beer.

  Kaid's bruises were quickly turning a yellowish green, and they would be healed by morning. But hers would take a while longer. The sight of Kaid's bruises made Daniel think of Avaleigh’s. He ran his hands gently along her rib cage under her shirt, softly probing for soreness. He looked at her with concern in his eyes, “You okay, love?” “I’m okay, I’m just sore, but nothing’s broken. I’ll be fine.” She kissed him then leaned against him again as the guys talked a little more. She looked around the table at all her guys, her family, and was so thankful for them. Every one of them was necessary for the home she had grown to love. They were sitting around, talking to each other, easy smiles and totally relaxed. Well, all but one. Mav was still in a huff that they’d slipped him Daniel’s blood without telling him, but they all knew he was aware that without it he wouldn't be sitting here with them. He’d get over it.

  Chapter 17

  “I’m taking my One home to rest. She needs to sleep, so she can heal. We’ll see you all later,” Daniel said, as he rose from the table with her in his arms. He walked across the clearing, still holding her close. When he reached her porch, he went up her steps, and he stopped at her front door, eyebrows raised in question. “Daniel, it’s your home now, too. You don’t have to ask me if you can enter it.” He closed his eyes for a moment and breathed in deep. He opened again and met her gaze; he gave her the most brilliant smile she’d ever seen and rested his forehead against hers before carrying her into their home.

  He took her into the bedroom and laid her on her bed, their bed now. He reached for her shorts and slowly pulled them down her legs, easing them one leg at a time over her feet. He climbed onto the bed and eased her shirt over her head. Then sat back on his heels and looked her over. His eyes were flashing between his usual beautiful Grey and his Dragon’s orange, so she knew that Dragon was there with them. And she was not the least bit afraid. Daniel moved back on the bed, so he could run his hands over every inch of her flesh. She wasn’t sure if he was examining her for injury or just learning every curve she had to offer, either way, she approved.

  “I love you,” he whispered to her, looking up to catch her eyes.

  “I love you, too,” she answered, out of breath from the feel of his hands on her body. “I need you naked,” she told him.

  He stepped off the bed and in a second was pushing his jeans down his legs. He was fucking magnificent. She quickly slid her body across the bed and was on her knees on the edge of the bed before he had time to stand and turn to her again. As he turned to her, she ran her hands up his stomach to his chest and then his shoulders. He shivered at her touch, standing perfectly still to allow her to explore him. She smiled up at him, “Mine.”

  He returned the claim in his characteristic rumble, “Mine.”

  She turned her attention back to the magnificent body beneath her hands, running them slowly back down his body, while feeling herself primed and dripping for him. She suddenly leaned forward and ran her tongue along the ridge of muscle that ran diagonally from his hips to his groin, forming a “V”. She had always thought this the sexiest part of a male, and his was the best she’d ever seen. At the feel of her tongue tracing the path of muscle on him, his hips thrust forward reflexively. She smiled to herself and slipped a hand under his balls to cup him. He inhaled sharply and thrust his hips again. As she continued to cup him, she gently squeezed and rolled his balls in her hand. She suddenly dropped her head so that she could suck one into her mouth, then she licked upward to the base of his cock. His cock was so thick that her fingers wouldn't meet around it, so she knew she couldn't get it all in her mouth, but she was gonna give it one hell of a shot. She raised her eyes to see the look on his face, but his head was dropped back on his shoulders, and she couldn't see him, but his hands were fisted at his sides. Good, that was a good sign. She was getting to him, and he was struggling to maintain control. She went back to her treat — she slowly ran her tongue up the underside of his cock, sucking and nibbling along the way. As she approached the crown of his cock, she sucked especially hard and was rewarded with a slick release of precum. She shifted so she was a little higher on her knees, and in one smooth movement engulfed his head and as much of his shaft as she could handle into her mouth and immediately sucked it all the way to the back of her throat. He let out a roar and shoved his hands into her hair while making shallow little thrusting moves with his hips. She met his eyes and stared into them as she started sucking and licking the underside and around the crown as she moved her head back and forth, effectively making him fuck her mouth. He was trembling and a steady snarl escaped his throat as he held her head in place and moved with her. She could feel him getting harder, the precum a constant release now. She loved the power she felt at pleasuring this dangerous, sexy, powerful male. And just as she had that thought, her world upended as she found herself so quickly spun, lifted, and slammed onto her back that she was a little dizzy.

  She blinked a few times to make her equilibrium even out and found him between her legs, face just inches above her mound. He’d placed one of her legs on each of his shoulders and was using his shoulders to keep her spread wide. He inhaled deeply, an appreciative rumbling constant “MINE” on his lips.

  She didn't answer, just watched him, breathing heavily.

  “My pussy,” he rumbled again. He reached his tongue out teasingly, just the tip barely touching her slit before turning his head to kiss and lick her thigh where it met her body.

  She stayed quiet but kept her eyes on his tongue.

  “MATE!” he rumbled and she jerked her attention to his eyes.

  “Say it, My Pussy,” he demanded.

  She just watched him, realizing that her time to play wasn't over.

  His eyes bled to orange and he growled it again, “My Pussy. My Woman. Mine.”

  She licked her lips, watching him, wondering what he’d do next.

  “Nobody touches this pussy but me. Nobody sees this pussy but me. Nobody tastes this pussy or gets inside it but me.” He interspersed each claim spoken with strategically placed licks and sucks.

  She was mewling and writhing beneath him, needing his mouth so badly that her game had gone from fun little power play to a need so strong she couldn't take it for much longer.

  “Say it, and I’ll give you what you need,” he promised her.

  She could barely fucking think now, and he wanted her to speak… well, hell, she’d have to try. “Yours,” she said.

  He reached his tongue out and licked her slit, bottom to top, then stopped and waited. She whimpered and tried to thrust her hips as much as she could with him holding her down. “Not enough, say it all,” he demanded.

  She licked her lips and tried again “Your pussy,” she told him. He rumbled, and his hips slammed down into the mattress as he lay spread out toward the end of the bed.

  She moaned long and deep, seeing how hard he fucked into the mattress, knowing it could have been her, that it would be her.

  “Gonna fuck you through this bed,” he rumbled at her. Her mouth dropped open, and she gave him more, “Only yours.”

  He lowered his head slowly, tongue outstretched but stopping just short of touching her and waited as he looked her in the eye.

  She couldn't stand it anymore. “Yours, your pussy, your Mate, only yours,” she rushed out.

  He fell on her, tongue, lips and teeth wild, licking, sucking, nibbling, until she was just on the edge, pussy starting to convulse, grasping around nothing, then he rushed up her body and slammed his cock home as he impaled her throbbing, dripping pussy. His throbbing, dri
pping pussy, until he was fully seated deep inside her, and without pause started pounding into her.

  She screamed and arched against him as she came instantly, gripping his cock deep inside. He didn't stop as she came — he just powered on, pounding so hard she wondered if she would actually have to have help climbing out of the hole they had to be making in the mattress.

  “Gonna mark you, Mate,” Dragon told her. No one would ever be able to take her from him again. He angled his thrust a little differently and plunged inside her. It was just exactly what she needed to cum on him again. As she tipped over the edge into the most explosive orgasm of her life, he leaned forward and sank his teeth into her, into the exact spot where her throat met her shoulder.

  She screamed and arched against him.

  The points of his teeth eased the way, but he knew it still had to be painful, so he tried to not move his head at all as he continued to thrust into her as her orgasm continued. She shocked him though, when she turned her head just enough toward him to be able to get a good grip and sank her little human teeth into his shoulder.

  He roared out his pleasure as his orgasm hit him, while continuing to hold her still between his teeth.

  His Mate had claimed him back. He could feel the depth of her love for him now that they had mated. And from the wide-eyed look she was giving him, she felt his, too. Avaleigh held on as long as he did.

  As his orgasm began to fade away, he slowed his pounding, and he slowly removed his teeth from her throat, so she did the same.

  He lapped at the wound on her flesh; she did the same.

  He pulled back to examine his mark, and she let him look his fill. Then she examined her mark.

  “Mine,” he rumbled at her, pride and love filling his gaze. “Mine,” she growled back at him in her fiercest human growl. He chuckled and rolled so that she was on top of him, his cock still deep inside her, so that they could rest.

  “I didn't know that I’d be able to feel your feelings. Can you feel mine, too?” Avaleigh asked him.

  “Yes, I can. It will get stronger with time. I hope that’s okay. I didn't think to tell you about it before,” Daniel answered.

  “I love it. It’s like we truly have a part of each other inside us.”

  “We do, love, you will always feel my love for you. You’ll know what I’m thinking, feeling, wanting — always.”

  She gripped him deep inside her, “Bet I can guess what you want now.”

  “Oh, yes? What would that be?” he teased her.

  “More?” she asked as she tightened her pussy around him, still lodged deep inside.

  “Oh yes, love. Many more times, tonight, tomorrow, everyday. I just want to let you rest a little before I take you again.”

  She smiled at him as she sat up and swirled her hips around his cock buried deep inside her, “Who says I’m not the one to take you this time?” And she did, they did, repeatedly.

  Chapter 18

  The knocking had to stop. If she ignored it long enough, it would stop. She was sure hoping anyway. “Knock, Knock, Knock!!”

  “You have got to be fucking kidding me. He’s yelling knock, knock, knock now?”

  “Yes,” Daniel answered her, “He’s yelling it now.”

  “Yes,” Mav shouted from their front porch, “I am yelling it now, because I have been knocking for five damn minutes, and nobody is answering me! Knock, Knock, Knock!!” he shouted again.

  “Can I roast him?” Daniel asked.

  “You can’t, you gave him your blood, so it won’t work on him,” she told Daniel as she tried to hide her head against his chest.

  “Really? He still can’t roast me? Well, then…” Mav said as he let himself into their cabin. A moment later he appeared in their bedroom and then was sitting on the foot of their bed. Daniel sat up a little against his pillows, not quite sitting but enough that he could look at their uninvited guest easily. He pulled Avaleigh up against his chest so she could see him, too, and made sure to tuck the sheets around her to keep her covered.

  “I have a complaint,” Mav announced. “I said that I wanted lasagna, and I meant it. It’s the least you can do since I was roofied with Dragon blood, made to fight a huge fucking snakeon, and covered in snakeon ash. Ash that I still smell when I take a deep breath. Everything smells like burnt fucking snakeon. So I deserve lasagna,” Mav finished.

  “A snakeon?” Avaleigh asked.

  “Yes, a snakeon. It’s a snake with a Dragon head. Snakeon,” Mav crossed his arms across his chest and raised one eyebrow, daring anyone to challenge his new name for the creature that had been Lurin.

  “Fine, I’ll make you a lasagna today. But I need to go to the grocery. I don’t have everything I need.”

  “No problem,” Mav said, “I have helpers.” A few moments later everybody was standing in Avaleigh and Daniel’s bedroom. Mav now stretched out across the foot of the bed. Kaid was trying to shove him over to make more room, so he could join them. Goldy was in the big wing-backed chair Avaleigh used for reading. Bane was leaning against the door jamb, and Bam was sitting on the floor on Daniel’s side of the bed. Bam smiled really big at both of them, and after nudging Daniel with his elbow to get his attention, said, “Since I’m Avaleigh's brother, does that mean I’m your brother, too, Daniel?” Before Daniel could answer, Mav butted in, “No, I am his blood brother because I am the one who drank his blood.”

  “We all drank his blood, dickwad,” Goldy threw at him.

  “Yeah, dipshit, and we chose to do it. We had to sneak it on you,” Bane told him.

  “Fine,” Daniel shouted grinning, “You are all my blood brothers. Can you get out of my bed now?” he asked them, looking around the room. “And by the way,” he directed his gaze at Mav, “without said roofie, you’d be a crispy Wolf about now.”

  “I’m not in the bed, I’m on the floor, so I can stay,” Bam said, smiling at Mav.

  “Don’t care,” Mav lied. “Ave’s gonna make me lasagna, and I have to go to the store anyway. And you can’t have any of my lasagna,” he ended by sticking out his tongue at Bam.

  “Ave, I can have some, can’t I?” Bam asked.

  “Of course, Bam. You know you always get first helping and leftover lunches,” Avaleigh answered Bam as she reached across Daniel and placed her hand on Bam’s and gave him a warm smile.

  Kaid reached over and put his hand on the blanket covering her ankle, “Are you happy, baby?” he whispered to her.

  She gave him the brightest smile he’d ever seen, “So happy, Kaid. I feel settled, peaceful.”

  Mav stopped teasing Bam long enough to smile at her, a real one, “Good, we love you, darlin’. We need you here. You’re staying, right?”

  She looked around at all of them, anxiously waiting for her answer, “Is that what this is about?” she asked Mav.

  “Yeah. We needed to know that you were staying with us. We couldn't wait any longer,” he looked up at her sheepishly. She felt Daniel through their connection. He was feeling all warm and fuzzy. She knew he was letting her know he liked the idea of staying, too. “Yes,” she said, “We’re staying. This is home.”

  Kaid looked at Daniel as he shifted to sit a little higher in the bed and still manage to keep Avaleigh covered. “If it’s okay, Alpha Kaid, I’d like permanent status as part of your clan,” Daniel said. Kaid looked down as he shook his head, amazed that this powerful Dragon would want to stay under his Bear.

  He met Daniel’s eyes, “Yes, stay, I’d be honored to have you in our clan — we are honored to have you as our brother. You’re family. You are always welcome here.” There were hugs and back slaps all around.

  Bam smiled really big and told Avaleigh, “We’re all your guys, Ave, right? Even though you got Daniel, you still need us, too, don’t you?”

  “Of course I do,” she answered without hesitation.

  “Yep, Avaleigh’s Boys,” Daniel added, smiling at her with pride in his eyes.

  Bane could stand it no longer. They
’d mentioned the grocery, and that was all he could think about now — he broke the moment. “Are we done here? I’m heading out. The grocery awaits,” he announced as he spun and left the room. “Wait, I didn't tell you what I need!” Avaleigh called after him.

  “I know what you need — I’ve helped you make it before. Can’t wait for a list, the store’s waiting!” he called to her as he rushed out slamming the door behind him.

  Daniel looked at them questioningly, eyebrow raised.

  Bam smiled at him and said, “He likes the grocery. He really likes the grocery. A lot,” nodding his head for emphasis.

  Daniel just looked at him as though he’d grown two heads and said, “Okaaay.”

  With the mood broken, and her guys having the answer they’d come for, they eventually meandered out of their cabin and when they were finally alone, she looked up at Daniel as she laid in his arms, “Are you happy, Daniel?” He wrapped her tightly in his arms, “Oh, love, you gave me not only you, you gave me a family. You gave me brothers, a home, and you. I’m loved. My Dragon is loved. And I get this every day, all day for the rest of my life.”

  She smiled at him, tears in her eyes — she really had to do something about these damned tears. “I love you, Daniel.”

  “I love you, too, Avaleigh.”

  “Always,” they both said.

  The End. For Now.

  From the Author

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