by S. E. Smith
Trisha released Kelan's neck and began peppering his jaw with frantic little kisses. Her arms wound themselves around his shoulders, clawing for purchase as Kelan's powerful strokes rocked her body. Trisha felt the wave of dragon fire burst up to meet Kelan's fiery claim on her. Her head fell back and a silent scream tore from her throat as her body stiffened in a powerful climax. Kelan leaned his head down, rubbing his nose against Trisha's exposed throat. He thrust again and again until the swollen walls of Trisha's core swallowed him, holding him deep inside her as she came around him. Kelan's cry of fulfillment echoed around the room as he surged into Trisha, spilling his hot seed against her womb and filling her with his and his dragon's essence.
Trisha fell back against the soft covers of the bed trembling. She gazed up at Kelan in wonder as he continued to pulse deep inside her. Kelan lowered himself down until he rested on his elbows, caging Trisha's body within his protective arms. He smiled down at her. The dragon's fire mating was only just beginning. They would make love over and over again, each time becoming more intense over the next several hours. Kelan was at a loss of words to describe how he felt at that moment. Because even though his body still craved more of his true mate, for once, the terrible, gnawing hunger that was never satisfied no longer clawed at his insides. Instead, a fire of warmth and contentment, of satisfication filled him. He watched carefully as Trisha began moving again under him with a restless need. The next wave of dragon fire was building. There was no need to tell her it would only get hotter and more intense. He could tell by the widening of her eyes that she could feel the heat and intensity. Her lips parted in a pant as she tried to grip him again.
“No, mi elila. Put your arms up and hold onto the headboard. I want to see your beautiful face as I make love to you.” Kelan said softly.
“Ah, mi elila, you are so very beautiful. Watch me as I claim you over and over.” Kelan whispered passionately.
Kelan began rocking back and forth inside Trisha slowly at first. He changed his pace to match the building waves as they began breaking over Trisha, gentle at first then with increasing intensity as if the outer edges of a hurricane were approaching the desolate shore that used to be her soul. Kelan watched as Trisha reached both arms up over her head and gripped the headboard of their bed. The move caused her firm breasts up, the roses of her nipples taunt with arousal. As Kelan increased his thrust, he watched as her breasts swade back and forth, teasing and tempting him at the same time. Trisha pulled her legs up higher so Kelan could thrust deeper, the flames inside her moving through her blood and calling for him and his dragon.
“Harder!” Trisha cried out as one wave flowed into the next. “Please! I need you so badly.”
Kelan reached down and pinched Trisha's taunt, plump nipples between his fingers, twisting and pulling on them until they were a dark rosette. Trisha exploded upwards with a husky cry as her body locked around Kelan's in another climax. Her arms strained behind her in an effort to hold onto what little sanity she had as one climax flowed into another. Kelan's hoarse yell followed shortly after Trisha's as her body milked his over and over. Kelan watched as the beginning shades of color rippled over Trisha's arms, chest, and neck. Bronze, gold, and black scales danced just under her skin, tantalizing him and his dragon with what their mate would look like. Kelan's dragon growled out encouragement to his mate. Tempting her to come forward and be born so they could be together. Trisha's head jerked around at the sound of the dragon's call, her eyes gazing deeply into her mates. Kelan's eyes widened as he watched Trisha's eyes change slightly. The dark brown became even richer, darker, more succulent with drops of gold sprinkled throughout them. Her pupils elongated into narrow slits as she searched for her mate. Kelan's dragon refused to be denied a chance to welcome his new mate into their world. Kelan released some of his tightly held control and allowed his dragon a chance to taste his mate.
Trisha's eyes grew wider as she watched the scales ripple along Kelan's chest, arms, and neck. His eyes changed to the narrow slits of black surround by gold that Trisha was used to seeing. She let go of the headboard and raised both arms up to touch the scales rippling across his broad chest. As she ran her fingertips lightly over him, she noticed the scales on her own arms. Trisha gasped and would have pulled away but Kelan reached down and gripped her hands tightly against him.
“Don't.” He said huskily. “Don't be afraid. You are beautiful.”
Trisha watched as Kelan gently raised her arms up to his mouth. A shiver passed through her as his rough tongue moved over the scales on her palms. He moved slowly down, licking and kissing her wrists before moving back to her hands where he ran his tongue between each of her fingers. Trisha followed each move of his tongue in fascination. She could feel something moving deep inside her, answering the tender touch. Trisha opened her mouth to ask Kelan what was happening to her but the next wave of dragon fire struck before she could utter anything more than a cry as a flash of intense pleasure/pain swept ruthlessly through her.
Kelan knew the worse, and most dangerous, part of the dragon fire mating was just beginning. The transformation had begun. There was no going back for either of them. Kelan pulled out of Trisha and turned her over. When she would have curled up into a small ball, he growled out at her. Trisha turned and snarled back, showing her teeth. When Kelan snapped his teeth at her, she drew back - frightened by the intense burning inside her.
“What's happening?” Trisha asked. “What's wrong with me?”
Kelan brushed Trisha's long, curly hair to one side letting it fall over her left shoulder. He pulled her up onto her hands and knees, thrusting one of his legs between hers to prevent her from closing them. He could see the effects of the dragon's fire on her body. Her mound was flushed and swollen from both their previous love making and from the effects of the mating fire. The curly mix of light and dark brown hair glistened with moisture begging him to take her. Kelan's mouth watered at the sight. He wanted, needed, to taste her desperately. Placing a palm in the center of Trisha's back, Kelan forced her forward and down until her ass was high in the air. He ran his hand gently over it before smacking it. Trisha's head jerked around and she growled at him but she didn't move. Good, Kelan thought with satisfication, she knew to submit to him even if she wasn't happy about it.
“You are going through the transformation.” Kelan replied softly never taking his eyes off of her hot mound.
Before Trisha could ask Kelan what he meant by transformation, her world tilted as Kelan leaned back and buried his face in her throbbing cunt. Trisha leaned down and bit the covers of the bed, screaming as waves of pleasure unlike anything she had ever experienced washed over her. Kelan nipped the tight bud of Trisha's cunt, moaning with pleasure as he was rewarded by another flood of her essence over his tongue. He spread the swollen lips so he could bury his tongue deep inside her moving in and out as if his cock was riding her. Over and over, he drank from her making her come time and time again until she begged him for mercy. Whenever Trisha would start to collapse down onto the bed, Kelan would nip her and slap her ass in warning. He and his dragon had been denied for far too long. He gave Trisha the time she needed on his warship, now was his and his dragon's turn. Trisha snapped back at Kelan when he nipped her again. Moving with a swiftness that took Kelan and his dragon by surprise, Trisha swung one of her legs back and around Kelan's neck and flipped him over. The move caused her own body to roll with them, giving her the advantage to continue the momentum until she was off the bed. Trisha threw the heavy weight of her hair over her shoulder and crouched down to give her a better center of gravity as she backed away.
“I was not finished.” Kelan growled as he rolled onto his knees on the bed. “Come back here.”
“No.” Trisha snapped back.
Kelan's eyes narrowed and darkened as he recognized Trisha and her dragon were testing him. They wanted to know if he was the type of mate who could be easily controlled. He moved off the bed to stand. He flexed his shoulders, st
anding straight as he growled back a warning.
“I said…I was not finished.” Kelan growled out again, taking a menacing step towards Trisha. “Come here.”
Trisha stood up straight suddenly and looked Kelan in the eye. Tilting her head to the side, she let a small smile curve her lips before replying. “No.”
Kelan moved with lightning speed towards his mate. He would make her submit to him. He was the warrior, the male, the protector. She was small and delicate. It was his and his dragon's responsibility to protect their mate. Kelan reached out to grab Trisha only to find she wasn't there. He spun in disbelief to find his mate sliding off the other side of the bed behind him.
Trisha felt invigorated at having the agility of her old body back. She didn't know why she wanted to challenge Kelan. It wasn't like she wanted to beat him or anything. She was just feeling playful, as if teasing Kelan to catch her was part of the mating rite. If he could not catch her then he did not deserve her. Trisha watched as Kelan's eyes flared at her resistance. She felt an answering flame ignite inside her causing her to squirm as a flood of hot juice seeped down the inside of her leg. Kelan must have noticed. Trisha watched his nostrils flared and his eyes darkened even further. He crouched down and a low rumble sounded in the room. Trisha watched him warily. She took a slight step away from the bed toward the back wall. Glancing around, she realized she didn't have a lot of options. There was a wall behind her with a bank of windows. There was the balcony overlooking the gardens and city but it was four stories below them. Access to the living area was out since Kelan was between her and the door. Her eyes flitted to the bathroom. It was the only other place where she could possible get to, if she could distract him long enough to reach it. Trisha took a step to the side moving towards the living quarters in the hope of throwing Kelan off what she planned to do. He surprised her though, when instead of coming around the bed like she thought he would, he leaped up onto it. Trisha let loose a squeal and dove for the bed again. Only this time, she rolled underneath it. Kelan let out a roar and jumped down just as she was out of his reach. Trisha continued rolling with a laugh and popped out on the other side. Kelan was still on his hands and knees before he realized what she was doing. His head popped up over the top of the bed and he grinned at her in surprise. His little mate was not only frisky; she was smart, agile, and fast. Kelan could feel his dragon's rumble of approval. Trisha laughed as she twirled away towards the bathroom. Kelan was determined not to be outdone. He leaped up, rolling across the bed, and came after Trisha capturing her just as she made it to the doorway into the cleansing room.
“Caught you, little one. Now, you are mine to ravish.” Kelan teased as he wrapped his arms around Trisha's waist and lifted her against him. “I told you I wasn't done yet.” Kelan whispered in her ear.
Trisha groaned as a heated wave answered his statement. “Kelan, what are you doing to me? I need you again. I don’t understand this.” Trisha moaned out as she pushed back against him.
The heat was building inside her again, this time hotter than before. Sweat beaded on her forehead as the waves came faster and closer together. She felt something moving under her skin but couldn’t concentrate on anything but the burning need to come. A particularly fierce wave hit her hard, almost making her double over from the intensity of it.
Trisha moaned again, trembling. “Please, make it stop.” She whispered as the trembling increased.
“I can’t, mi elila. Not yet.” Kelan softly replied as he picked her up and took her back to the bed. “Don’t fight it. “ Kelan murmured as he pressed soothing kisses against her forehead.
Trisha rolled over onto her stomach as soon as Kelan laid her down on the soft covers. She didn’t understand any of this. The craving, the need, the fire inside her was like a rip tide pulling her away from the safety of the shore. It didn’t matter how hard she fought against it, it continued to sweep through her, pulling her under until she didn’t know which way was up.
Kelan laid over Trisha watching and waiting for the moment when he and his dragon would take her hard and fast. Kelan knew the dragon’s fire in her blood was changing each of her organs, the very makeup of her blood to match his. They would be as one, her light to his dark. Kelan’s eyes darkened as he saw the thin veins dance across Trisha’s back. She shuddered and moaned, kneading the covers of the bedspread between her fingers as she moved restlessly. It was time. Kelan gently lifted Trisha up until she was on her hands and knees again. This time, he aligned his swollen cock with her hot core. She was so swollen both of them moan as he slowly pushed into her. Kelan gritted his teeth as he felt Trisha’s hot channel close around his cock. When Trisha mewed in distress as the heat increased, he knew she was ready.
“Faster, Kelan. I need you to go faster.” Trisha panted out as she rocked her hips backwards trying to impale herself further on his hard shaft.
Kelan closed his eyes briefly as he fought for control, waiting for the tidal wave to strike. He moved slowly back and forth as it moved through her, building higher and hotter. As it reached its peak, Kelan slammed home burying himself balls deep into Trisha. Trisha’s moans turned to screams as the pressure built to a crescendo, engulfing her completely. Kelan and his dragon roared out in triumph as they watched the thin veins appearing along her back spread into the shape of delicate wings. He slammed into her over and over, pushing into her deeper and deeper as the heat built to a point he wondered if they would both be scorched by its burning intensity. Kelan leaned over, wrapping Trisha’s long curly hair around one hand, forcing her head back and to the side while his other hand slid around her waist pulling her up against him. Kelan cried out as his body exploded in a powerful orgasm. Bending over, he bit down on Trisha’s shoulder marking her a second time as his.
Kelan’s powerful orgasm burst through the fortress of heat and pressure inside of Trisha releasing it in a tidal wave of pleasure as her orgasm flooded her with intense pleasure. Trisha was beyond screaming. Her throat was hoarse as she gasped for breath. She could feel Kelan’s hard shaft pulsing in heavy waves inside her, filling her, possessing her in a way she never knew was possible. Trisha sobbed as the waves passed through her in an endless surge. How was it possible to experience so much pleasure and still be alive, she wondered. It was only as the final wave washed over her that she realized the heat and the aching, painful throb of need seemed to have subsided some. Trisha, unable to support herself any longer, slowly melted against Kelan’s chest. Her eyes closed as the relief from the pressure swept what little strength she had left away. She was only vaguely aware of Kelan lowering her gently onto the bed without ever pulling out of her.
Kelan let Trisha’s hair slide through his fingers, enjoying the silky curls as they resisted being let go. He held as still as possible simply enjoying the feel of Trisha’s hot core as tiny spasms continued to milk his seed from him. Never in his existence had he felt such a sense of contentment, of satisfaction, of completion. Pulling her closer against his body, he held her for a few more precious minutes. He would get up in a moment and bathe her. She would be sore but his symbiosis would take care of that discomfort. The dragon’s fire mating was almost complete, they would make love at a slower, gentler pace over the next couple of hours until the fires burning in his mate’s blood was finally put out. He would let her rest some. Her body would be exhausted from all the changes.
Kelan closed his eyes as the empty gulf that had been his soul was filled with an emotion so intense it frightened him. He held his life in his arms. Trisha was now the center of his universe and would always come first, even before his own needs. She was headstrong and stubborn and would make his life so much richer. Opening his eyes, he marveled at all the colors dancing in her curly hair. It reminded him of the scales that danced across her arms, chest, and neck earlier. His dragon stirred at the memory. My mate is beautiful. His dragon rumbled softly. Our mate is beautiful, corrected Kelan. Kelan slowly pulled out of Trisha regretting the necessity of it. If he h
ad his way, he would remain buried deep inside her forever. He shifted enough to gently roll her sleeping form into his arms and stood up. He would bathe her and let her sleep for a little while. He would also have his symbiosis check her over to make sure she was okay. Carrying her to the cleansing room, Kelan quietly whispered the words binding Trisha to him as his true mate again before pressing a kiss to the dragon’s mark on her neck.
