by S. E. Smith
“Trelon! You’re back!” A feminine voice called out hurrying towards them. Cara tried to lift up enough to get a glimpse of the person behind the voice but Trelon didn’t even slow down as he opened a large door.
Cara gasped when Trelon slammed the door shut in the face of the woman and flicked the lock. “That was very rude!” She said breathlessly.
Trelon ignored Cara’s comment and headed for his sleeping quarters. He slammed and locked the door to it as well; determined to put as many obstacles between Cara and escape as he could. Striding over to his huge bed, he dropped her onto her back.
“Remove your clothes.” Trelon said hoarsely. “Now.”
Cara’s breath flew out of her as she hit the soft covers of the bed. Looking up startled, she saw Trelon standing over her with his hands clinched at his side. Soft scales of black with hints of blue and gold were rippling over his arms and up his neck. His eyes were a deep, dark gold with narrow slits of black where his pupils were.
“Cara, remove your clothes now or I will.” Trelon repeated, his voice growing deeper with need.
Cara nodded as she reached for the end of her T-shirt with trembling hands. Trelon’s groan was all the notice she got before he reached down to grip the front of it and ripped it in two. Cara’s hands flew out to grab Trelon. She wrapped them around his neck and slammed her lips to his in a desperate kiss. Cara wanted, needed Trelon right then and there. Pulling at his shirt, she tried to find the fastenings to get it off so she could feel his skin. Trelon formed a claw and ran it between Cara’s skin and her bra, slicing through the material as if it were butter. He slid the remnants of Cara’s shirt and bra from her body and moved down to her pants.
“Cara.” Trelon breathed desperately into her neck. “I need you so much.”
“Naked. Now.” Cara said as she pulled away just far enough to unfasten and slide her pants and panties off. Trelon had removed the rest of his clothes by the time she was able to wiggle out of her jeans.
Trelon came down on top of Cara pulling her hands away from his body and over her head. When Cara struggled to pull free, Trelon growled a warning. He shoved one leg between Cara’s and forced them open. Trelon slid his hand down between Cara’s legs and let two of his fingers slide into her moist channel to make sure she was ready for him. When he felt the slick, hot walls grip his fingers he moaned as the blood surged to his cock and balls. He was so hard his cock was pulsing up and down with need. Sliding a hand under Cara’s lower back, he lifted her enough to align his cock with her wet pussy and drove balls deep into her with a loud groan.
“Mine!” Trelon roared as he pulled back and drove in again so hard Cara was pushed up the bed. “Mine!” Trelon cried out again as he drove into Cara again and again, trying to get deeper. He could feel the dragon’s fire burning through him in relentless hot waves scorching his blood demanding he take what was his.
“Say it! Tell me you are mine, Cara! Tell me.” Trelon demanded hoarsely looking down on Cara’s flushed face.
“Yes!” Cara moaned out desperately. She struggled to free her hands but Trelon would not let her go. Frantic with need, Cara leaned forward and bit Trelon on his chest right above his right nipple.
Trelon roared out as his dragon responded to the aggression of his mate. Slamming into Cara, he erupted at the same time as her cry came out and she clamped down around him. Muscles strained in his neck as he felt the primal call for claiming take over him. Trelon forced his still hard cock out of Cara ignoring her cry of distress at the loss of him and slid both hands down and around Cara’s small form to flip her over onto her stomach. Gripping her narrow hips between his large hands, he dragged her up onto her knees and forced her legs further apart.
“Take me!” Cara mewed loudly. She had come hard but it only seemed to make her hungrier.
Trelon gritted his teeth as he pushed between Cara’s swollen lips. He could see the moisture tangled in the deep, red curls covering her mound. Driving deep, he felt his teeth shift to narrow points as his dragon demanded he complete the mating and claim Cara once and for all. Trelon held Cara’s hips tightly as he pushed in so far he could feel her womb. When Cara arched her back towards him, he bent over her small form and bit down on the juncture between her shoulder and her neck. As he tasted the sweetness of her blood, he began breathing the dragon fire into it. There was no going back. She would either survive the change or they would both perish because he could not imagine living without her to complete him.
Cara cried out as she gripped the soft covers of the bedding in her fists. She had never felt so full in her life. Trelon was big and had stretched her almost to the point of pain before; but, in the position she was in now, it was almost too much. It was only the fact that she was so slick with need that he was able to get through the swollen lips of her pussy. Cara pushed back in a desperate attempt to end the endless build-up of need that was threatening to overwhelm her when she felt Trelon bite down on her shoulder. She released a long scream as pain, fire, and desire ignited inside her all at once causing her to climax so hard she would have collapsed if not for the hold Trelon had on her hips and shoulder. The force of her climax hit Trelon hard and he released Cara’s shoulder with a roar as Cara’s vaginally walls clamped down and milked his seed from his cock. Collapsing to the side, Trelon pulled Cara close keeping their bodies connected.
Trelon held Cara tightly while he gently lapped at the wound on her shoulder. “It has begun.” He murmured softly.
Cara gripped the arm around her waist tightly before she whispered sleepily, “What has begun?”
“The dragon’s fire.” Trelon said in a hushed voice.
Cara tried to roll over to look at Trelon but he wouldn’t let her and she was too tired and satisfied to fight with him. Snuggling closer to his warmth, she asked softly, “What does that mean?”
Trelon trembled as he felt the faint stirrings of the fire beginning to build inside Cara. His dragon whimpered with need as it sensed the beginning of its mate’s transformation. “If you survive you will be one with me, my dragon, and my symbiosis.”
Cara frowned. If she survived? What did he mean… Cara’s thoughts were interrupted as a faint feeling of unease swept through her. It started down deep, as if she was slowly beginning to burn from the inside out. Cara shifted restlessly as the feeling became more uncomfortable.
“Trelon, what’s happening to me?” Cara whimpered fearfully as the burning increased.
“Shush, little one. It will be fine. It is the dragon’s fire. Do not fight it.” Trelon said softly, brushing wisps of satiny, red hair to one side. “Let it flow through you.”
Cara could feel the tremble in Trelon’s fingers as he gently touched her cheek. Even that small touch caused the fire inside her to flare out scorching her with the heat of desire building at a tremendous rate. Cara couldn’t suppress the cry of pain as it shot through her. She was so desperate for relief from the brutal hunger that she grabbed Trelon’s hands and pressed them to her swollen breasts.
“Please!” Cara wailed. “I n…ne…need you!”
Trelon groaned as his body responded to the desperate cry of its mate. Holding her from behind, Trelon began rocking back and forth groaning at the exquisite feel of velvet heat wrapped around his cock. He felt the first wave building and moaned along with Cara as it crested drawing an orgasm out of both of them. Trelon felt the tremor that shook Cara’s small frame leaving her gasping. He knew it was just the beginning. Over the next several hours, the dragon’s fire would grow in heat enrapturing both of them its power as it transformed Cara and bound them as one.
Cara moaned loudly as she felt another wave of desire stronger than before begin to rise inside her. “What have you done to me?” She cried withering against Trelon’s body trying to get closer.
“It’s the dragon’s fire.” Trelon panted. He had heard tales of what it was like but never expected it to be so intense. He could feel an answering wave of heat building in his own body
making his cock harder than stone. His balls pulsed with a need to fuck so bad he was afraid they would explode.
“I have to have you!” Trelon said fiercely.
Trelon pulled out of Cara and twisted her around until she lay flat on her back. Sitting up, he gripped her thighs and pulled them apart; lunging for the moist mound that called to him. Cara screamed as Trelon buried his lips in her pussy; sucking and lapping at her swollen cunt. The wave of heat intensified to the point Cara was panting as she reached out to grab the headboard of the bed and hold on while spreading her thighs further apart.
“More.” She begged, trying to push her hot mound against Trelon’s face.
Trelon growled with pleasure as he drank the sweet ambrosia of Cara’s desire. His dragon was just as happy. Trelon felt its pleasure as he shifted slightly to allow his tongue to slide deeply inside of Cara’s hot feminine walls. As soon as he did, he felt her stiffen then bow as she came so hard he was able to drink from the well of her climax. Unable to wait any longer, Trelon crawled up her body widening his legs to force hers further apart and drove his cock in so far his balls rested snuggly against Cara’s rounded ass. He waited until she looked at him before he began a long, sensual assault on her senses moving almost all the way out before he drove back in deeply. Trelon smiled as he watched Cara’s breasts move up and down with his thrust, tempting him to latch onto them and mark them. Unable to resist, he bent over Cara and watched as she thrust her breast up to meet his mouth. Trelon sucked on the tight peak until he felt another wave of heat begin to rise inside Cara’s sweating body. As it grew, he began pumping her harder and faster while sucking on her nipple. Just as it crested, he released her nipple and bit down on her breast right above the dusky areola and breathed the last of the dragon fire.
Cara’s scream was long and loud as she came so hard everything went dark. Trelon reluctantly let go of Cara’s breast, lapping once at the mark he had left before he gathered her tightly against his chest and climaxed deeply inside of her.
Breathing heavily, he wondered if either one of them would live through this mating. He could already feel the changes in his own body as his dragon came closer and closer to having its mate. It was as if a million tiny threads were weaving back and forth between the two of them, binding them together as one being. Trelon leaned back and gently kissed Cara’s damp forehead. They were not even halfway through the mating. He worried it would be too much for Cara’s small body. Why had he done this too her? What if she didn’t survive? Why had he been so selfish? He should have given her time to get used to his world, his people. He should have given her a choice instead of making it for her. Trelon heard his dragon’s displeasure at that thought.
It shouldn’t be about us but about her. Trelon insisted. Her wants and desires should always come first.
Mine! His dragon argued. We are what she should want and desire. We are the only ones who can satisfy her. Trelon was about to argue with his dragon when he felt Cara stir in his arms. Her eyes opened wide as she sucked in a breath.
“It’s building again.” She panted. “I can feel it. It is worst than before. Oh, God. I don’t know if I can take any more.” She began trembling as the wave rose through her blood. Sweat beaded on her forehead as she clinched her teeth to keep from crying out. “Oh, God. Make it stop.”
Trelon felt the answering wave in his own blood as it answered the call of its mate and pulled away from Cara. “Get on your knees and hold onto the bar on the headboard. Don’t let go.”
Cara moved awkwardly onto her knees using the headboard to pull her trembling body up until she was kneeling with her back to Trelon. Trelon moved behind her and said, “Now, sink back until you are seated on my cock. Use the headboard to help ride me.”
Cara sank back until she was practically sitting in Trelon’s lap with her back against his front. The position forced him deep into her. She pulled up on the headboard then let her weight pull her back down on him, forcing his cock deeper and deeper. Trelon wrapped his hands around the front of Cara playing with her breasts as she rode him moving faster and faster as the wave built until she slammed down onto his cock crying out as her body jerked. Trelon’s breath caught in his throat as he watched tiny scales of deep burgundy and amethyst ripple over her neck and down her chest. When she fell forward catching her head on her forearms where she was still hanging onto the headboard, he couldn’t stop his trembling fingers from reaching around to touch the faint web of membrane spidering out over her back as her wings began to form. Trelon’s dragon roared in triumph to see the birth of its mate while Trelon the man felt tears mist his vision. His true mate was born.
The dragon fire had lasted another two hours before the last wave had finally crested leaving both of them exhausted. Trelon had barely had the strength to carry his mate into the cleansing room to bathe her exhausted body. It had only been the desire to make sure she was comfortable and well that had driven him. He had bathed Cara and gently laid her down in their bed before unlocking the doors and letting his symbiosis in. He wanted it to check Cara out to make sure there were no lasting effects of the transformation. It had rubbed against him as it walked through the door leaving ribbons of gold that formed back into the wrist and arm bands he normally wore. Trelon guessed that was its way of forgiving him. Once in the bedroom, his symbiosis jumped up onto the bed and laid down on the outer edge up against Cara’s small form. Tiny threads of gold began moving over her. It must have liked what it found because small wrist and arm bands formed over Cara as well as tiny earrings, a necklace, and ankle bands. Trelon looked down on the tiny figure of his mate lost in his big bed. He felt an intense rush of emotion at the fear of anything happening to her. She was so small, so delicate he would need to keep her in his rooms and away from the other males who could easily hurt her. His world was a beautiful place but it could also be a very dangerous one. There were all manners of creatures, both two-legged and more, that could take her away from him. He would keep her wrapped in his living quarters where nothing could ever harm her. With that decision made, Trelon motioned for his symbiosis to move and he crawled into bed next to Cara, pulling her tight in the circle of his arms where she would always be safe.
Chapter 11
Trelon stretched moving his hand out to draw Cara closer to him. He was going to have to teach her to snuggle up closer when they were together. When his hand encountered cool bedding instead of warm flesh, he jerked awake with a pounding heart. Where was Cara? Where was his true mate? Trelon’s dragon growled in fury at its missing mate.
“I know. We’ll find her and bring her back.” Trelon snarled in displeasure.
Trelon threw back the covers of the bed and dressed quickly. Closing his eyes, he focused on his symbiosis demanding to know the location of his mate. When he caught visions of her surrounded by a group of males, he snarled loudly. Trelon slammed his feet into his boots and took off out the door almost running down the tall female standing outside it.
“Trelon.” N’tasha said breathlessly. “I need to speak with you.”
Trelon’s dragon growled and snapped at N’tasha’s hand that had grabbed him as he moved out the door. N’tasha jerked back startled. Trelon took at deep breath and tried to calm his dragon.
“I’m sorry, N’tasha. I can’t talk with you now, perhaps later.” Trelon said harshly. His mind was focused solely on the fact his mate was near other males. What if they hurt her? What if they accidently stepped on her? What if they wanted to claim her? His dragon snarled.
“But, Trelon, I missed you so much while you were gone.” N’tasha said running her hand along his arm.
Trelon’s dragon shuddered at the feel of another female. Trelon felt the same way but did not want to hurt N’tasha’s feelings. He gently removed her hand from his arm and took a step away.
“I’m sorry N’tasha but I have a mate. I must go to her.” Trelon said before turning and hurrying down the corridor.
Cara was having a blast. She had foun
d a really cool room with all kinds of gadgets in it. When she had asked one of the men in the room what they were doing she found it was a type of repair center when they worked on different equipment that needed repairs or modifications. Cara felt like it was Christmas and her birthday all rolled into one.
She had felt a little guilty at first leaving Trelon but he had looked so tired and after a couple of hours she was filled with too much nervous energy to sleep anymore. She figured he needed his rest and Symba needed a walk so they had gone exploring together. When Cara had heard the sound of some type of drill she had to check it out. Now, surrounded by twenty huge hunky men, she showed them how she had taken apart and modified Trelon’s part’s cloner. The men, in return, regaled her with tales of their bravery and how they had fought in the Three Wars. Some of the men were showing off their dragons to her. She never knew there were so many variations in color. She was checking out one uniquely colored dragon when Trelon burst through the door. She grinned at him as she held the teal, lime green, and silver dragon’s tail in her hands.
