Healed by the Dragon: Boxed Set (Parts #1-4)

by Jessie Donovan

  Taking his cue, Finn jumped up and beat his wings, hovering until Layla was ready. The second the doctor gave him a nod, Finn used all of his muscles to lift Faye upward. While he usually teased Faye about weighing several tons, Finn was glad she was a female and slightly lighter.

  They broke free of the trees and Finn was happy to see the fighting had moved a little further away, no doubt thanks to Lochguard and Stonefire’s fighters.

  Grant and two other dragons moved into position to serve as a type of shield, in case the knights tried to use another electric bolt blast.

  Finn and Layla flew as quickly as they could toward a safe area where Layla could set up a tent surgery. Despite Layla being female and slightly smaller, she wasn’t straining to keep up. He hated to think she did this often. The not knowing made him realize how he couldn’t run the clan without a little help. He would stop thinking he could do everything later, once everyone was safe again.

  Focusing on the beat of his wings, Finn blanked his mind and they soon reached one of the safe areas surrounded by high, rock walls, and maneuvered Faye down to the ground. Just as they landed, Finn heard helicopters in the distance. The DDA had arrived.

  He needed to ensure his clan behaved. Then maybe Finn would be granted an audience with one of the DDA leaders to discuss securing Lochguard not just for the present, but into the future as well.

  Finn nuzzled his cousin’s cheek one more time and then looked to Layla. Giving a soft roar, she nodded in understanding—she would do everything in her power to save Faye.

  He looked to his cousin one last time and wished he could stay, but Finn remembered his duties. The clan needed him.

  Glancing to Layla, he motioned with his head that he was going again. Then Finn jumped into the air and headed back toward the front lines.

  He hoped there weren’t any more casualties before the DDA contained the situation. As it was, Finn wanted to kill every Dragon Knight on his land as payback for what they’d done to Faye and his clan.

  Yet if he did that, he’d never make it back to Arabella.

  Increasing his speed, Finn went to see how else he could help.

  As he approached the fighting, both the Lochguard and Stonefire dragons swooped and glided around the perimeter. Dragons were diving, snatching up a Dragon Knight in their talons, and dropping them gently into one of the trees.

  While the tactic was slowly removing the threats, Finn had his first good look at the hundreds of Dragon Knights inside Lochguard’s lands.

  There were far more than during the attacks a few months earlier. Hatred and violence really did pull people together, but in a horrible way.

  His dragon growled. Don’t watch. Help them so we can claim our mate.

  Give me a second. I need to assess the weak spots in our defense.

  His beast huffed and fell silent for the moment, although his dragon’s need to protect battled with a pounding lust.

  Since he didn’t know how long his dragon could contain the frenzy, Finn looked closer at the scene.

  Grant had positioned most of the Stonefire dragons in the thickest part of the fighting. The Lochguard dragons were mostly near the edges of the fray, keeping the knights contained within a few hundred feet of the perimeter wall. While Lochguard’s fighters were holding the line, some of their actions were sluggish. Whether it was because of exhaustion or Faye’s absence, he didn’t know. Once the threat was contained, Finn added to his ever-growing list talking with Faye and Grant about a tougher training regimen.

  Since Grant was busy with the main defense, Finn glided to the outer edge of the fighting.

  Two of his youngest Protectors were about to fall out of the sky, so he moved toward them. They perked up a little when they noticed it was Finn.

  Pointing to each with a talon, he then motioned in the direction of the landing area situated deep inside the clan’s land. They hesitated, so he gave a low roar and they obeyed. Once they were far enough away to be out of danger, Finn focused back on the remaining dragons in the area.

  Noticing Iris, one of the best scouts in the clan, he touched the talons of his front right hand to those of his back right foot and then pointed to the trees along the perimeter. Without a word, the purple dragon left to check the area.

  Satisfied Iris would alert him if there were any more of the electric weapons in the nearby forest, Finn took a turn at the knights. Diving down at full speed, he roared and chased the knights in the area toward the wall.

  He rounded up a few more before the whir of helicopter blades grew louder. Looking up, one of the DDA choppers was heading straight toward him.

  The helicopter flashed a set of extra bright lights a few times and Finn received the message—he needed to get out of the way.

  Just as he retreated a little, Grant gave a roar and all of the dragons in the heat of the battle fell back to form two v-shaped formations. Not too soon, either, because the helicopter nearest Finn dropped hundreds of tiny canisters on the ground. No Dragon Knights were in their path, but as soon as they hit the ground, smoked trailed upward.

  The human knights moved away from the smoke toward the thick of the fight. If Finn were to hazard a guess, they were some kind of tear gas.

  Another helicopter flew in from the distance with a giant cage hanging from the bottom. A few seconds later, it maneuvered the cage on the ground, released it, and rose back into the air.

  Ropes were thrown from two of the helicopters and men wearing respirators shimmied down to the ground. Between the smoke and the DDA enforcers, the knights had no choice but to head toward the cage.

  Finn’s dragon finally spoke up. Everything is done. The clan is safe. I want our mate. We need to go to her.

  I should check with Grant.

  He has things in hand. Let him do his job. I want Arabella. She is probably hurting for us. Do you want to prolong her pain?

  Of course not.

  Then head back or I will take control.

  I’m about ready to toss you into a mental maze again, dragon.

  Try it, I dare you. I want sex and I want it now. The maze won’t work, anyway. You’re tired and I will take advantage.

  He didn’t want to admit it, but as he hovered in place, his adrenaline high was slowly wearing off. Each beat of his wings felt as if he were lifting rocks instead of delicate dragon wings.

  His beast growled. I am right. Last chance, we go together or I go alone.

  As Finn weighed his options, his bloody dragon released a floodgate of lust. His entire body ached to fuck a female. Since there were two nearby, Finn needed to leave or he would be in trouble.

  His crazy dragon had won the upper hand.

  Drawing on every ounce of strength he had left, Finn motioned for one of the most senior Protectors in the area to move into the leadership spot. The second the white dragon signaled he understood, Finn turned to the side and glided away from the eastern perimeter.

  Another rush of lust surged through his body and Finn headed for the Protectors’ command center. He’d have to risk landing in the small area behind it and shift there. He couldn’t chance a delay, let alone encounter another female before he met Arabella. He only hoped he could rush into the building and make it to the room saved for them without being delayed.

  Gritting his teeth, Finn beat his wings faster. A little thing such as exhaustion wouldn’t keep him from finding and fucking his mate as soon as possible.

  Arabella had better be ready. With his dragon in charge, he wouldn’t be able to hold back.

  His beast spoke up. She is ready.

  How do you know?

  She is part dragon. What her dragon wants, her dragon gets.

  Finn wasn’t entirely sure of that, but he pushed aside his doubts. His lass wanted him and before much longer, she would be his in all ways.

  Chapter Four

  Arabella rubbed her eye sockets with the heels of her hands as her dragon roared and thrashed about inside her head.

  Her beas
t demanded, I need sex. Finn is taking too long. He must not want us enough. We need to find someone else.

  I told you, he’s taking care of the clan.

  He should take care of us.

  Arabella removed her hands, sat up, and threw a pillow across the room. Shut up. If you want a clan to call home, then you’ll wait.

  Her dragon roared as loudly as she could. No. He kissed us. He started it. If he can’t finish it, it’s his own fault.

  I will wait for him. I want him and only him.

  Any cock will do. Find one for me. I’m tired of waiting.

  Arabella wasn’t sure if she wanted to cry or to punch the wall. Her strength was going fast. If Finn didn’t find her soon, she might not be able to control her dragon.

  For the first time since reestablishing communication with her beast, Arabella yearned for the previous decade of silence.

  She was out of options. Not even wrangling out her own orgasm had helped. If anything, her beast was more impatient.

  Where the fuck was Finn?

  As her beast started another tantrum, Arabella debated ringing someone for a sedative when the door to her room slid open.

  Finn stood naked in the doorway.

  His face was drawn. Even though his pupils were slitted, there was a mixture of exhaustion and something else she couldn’t define.

  She was about to ask what happened when her dragon snarled, No talking. Fuck him. Now. Or I will push you aside.

  Arabella knew she was close to burning out, so she whispered, “Finn, please.”

  With a growl, Finn stepped inside, locked the door, and moved to the foot of the bed. “Tell me you’re ready, Ara.”

  The second she answered, “Yes,” Finn’s body covered hers.

  His lips touched hers right before his tongue slid into her mouth. The combined feel of his heat on her skin and his strong strokes helped to calm her dragon a fraction.

  But only a fraction. Her beast demanded, He’s here. Fuck him. We must carry his young and claim him.

  Too tired to fight, Arabella grabbed Finn’s arse with her hands and rubbed against him. His hard cock pressed against her stomach, which only made her pussy pulse with need. If she didn’t fuck him soon, she’d die.

  Her dragon hissed. More. Tell him we’re ready or I will.

  Not wanting to break Finn’s possessive kiss, she needed another way to tell him because Arabella wanted to be the one in control when she lost her virginity. The frenzy would make everything rushed, but she’d waited a long time for this moment and she would claim it.

  Because their bodies were smothered together, Arabella couldn’t reach Finn’s cock and position him at her entrance. Instead, she wrapped her legs around his waist and moved. The friction sent a rush of wetness between her legs.

  Her dragon growled. Need him. Now.

  Hearing the thread of insanity in her beast’s words, Arabella would soon be too weak to fight off her dragon. A tiny part of her hated the fact she would soon be lost to the mate claim-frenzy. Not just because her dragon would be in charge, but also because Finn was attentive, but she sensed something was wrong.

  Then Finn’s kiss became even more possessive as their teeth clashed once in the attempt to brand each other. He raised his chest and balanced on one forearm as he reached for her nipple and tugged. Arabella moaned, her instinct taking over her brain.

  Reaching down between them, she took his cock in hand and squeezed. Finn broke the kiss and hissed.

  Whatever had been in Finn’s eyes earlier had been replaced with a burning lust and possessiveness that only made Arabella wetter than she’d ever been in her life. She was ready.

  Finn growled, “Mine. Now.”

  “Yes,” she answered and he ran a finger between her pussy lips.

  Arabella arched her back. The pounding ache between her legs increased, matching the rapid beat of her heart. As he continued to stroke and tease with light caresses, she growled, “Stop waiting. I need you. Fuck me. Now.”

  Finn positioned his cock and thrust.

  She cried out, the fullness and slight sting easing her itch to mate a little. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she acknowledged the loss of her virginity. But then her mate growled, “Mine,” and he moved. The feel of his hard cock made her forget everything but her dragon’s instinct to mate.

  Arabella reached for his back and scraped her nails. Both human and dragon halves did it again, hoping to draw blood to brand him.

  In response, Finn took her breast in his hand and squeezed before rubbing her pointed nipples against his rough palm. She whispered, “Finn.”

  Even to her own ears, she sounded as if she were begging.

  Lowering his head, he took her nipple into his mouth and sucked hard. Digging her nails in his back, he bit her gently and she cried out.

  Then the bastard hummed against her sensitive flesh and the vibrations nearly sent her over the edge.

  Her dragon roared. Not enough. He needs to move and fuck us hard, very hard.

  Since Finn seemed intent on sucking and teasing her nipple, she would take matters into her own hands. While Arabella had no bloody idea of what she was doing, she fell back on instinct and moved her hips back and forward.

  It wasn’t the most graceful of moves, but Finn released her nipple with a pop and met her eyes. Daring him, she moved her hips again.

  With a growl, he took her wrists in his hands and pinned them over her head. “I will claim you.”

  Being held down didn’t scare her. If anything, it made her skin flush hotter. “Then claim me.”

  Finn pulled nearly all the way out and then thrust in hard. Arabella closed her eyes as she moaned and savored the feel of her dragonman’s cock inside of her. She waited for him to move again, but Finn stayed still. His gravelly voice filled her eyes. “Eyes open. Now. Or I leave.”

  Her dragon hissed. He wouldn’t dare. I won’t let him.

  Then her beast tried to take control, but Arabella drew on the last of her strength to keep her dragon back. As soon as she opened her eyes and met Finn’s gaze, he moved as he growled, “Mine.”

  “Not yet. Try harder.”

  Finn thrust in and out, increasing with each movement until the bed shook with his efforts. Every long stroke brought her dragon’s lust to the forefront of their mind, but Arabella held on. She was close.

  She was so lost in the lust and possessiveness of Finn’s eyes that his finger brushing against her clit was a surprise and she arched her back. She’d barely caught her breath when Finn pinched her clit and lights danced across her eyes as pleasure rushed through her body.

  Her pussy clenched and released Finn’s cock, but he never stopped moving. Each hard thrust deepened the intensity of her orgasm. Maybe Finn would kill her with pleasure.

  Finn finally stilled and roared as he came. Because of them being true mates, each spurt of his semen made her orgasm, with each one harder than the last. She wasn’t sure if she wanted to moan or cry out.

  Then Finn kissed her neck, her jaw, and her lips. As his tongue invaded her mouth, Arabella gripped her dragonman closer. Unlike back in the clearing, when she’d come from his tongue, she wasn’t satisfied. Both dragon and human halves demanded more, much more.

  Breaking the kiss, Finn met her eyes. “My dragon wants out. Let yours out with me.”

  Her beast roared. Yes. We need more sex, much more. Until we carry his young, we haven’t claimed him completely. You dawdle. I will claim him properly.

  No penis breaking.

  I can’t promise anything. I’ll do whatever I can to get with child.

  Too tired to argue, Arabella lightly brushed her fingers across the back of Finn’s neck. “Kiss me first.”

  With a growl, Finn took her lips again. The taste of Finn in her mouth made her dragon push for control. This time, Arabella let go.

  Lust and need filled her body to the point of pain. Only an orgasm would help ease it a fraction.

  Then Finn, still hard
inside her, broke the kiss and moved. Arabella was slightly aware as her beast controlled her human body. Clawing Finn’s back, they both moved.

  There was no gentle kisses or light caresses. With the two dragons in charge, it was fucking, pure and simple.

  Before Arabella came, Finn did this time. Yet his semen made her come over and over again.

  Finn pulled out and her dragon growled, “Why? Not enough. Need more.”

  His eyes flashed before he flipped her on her stomach and raised her hips. Slapping her arse, he positioned his cock at her pussy. Through gritted teeth, he asked, “Ready for more?”

  Wiggling her hips in response, Finn thrust into her pussy hard. Not missing a beat, he started a strong rhythm. Each movement reached deeper, to a place she hadn’t known existed.

  Arabella moaned as she raised her arse. A pulsing need to have Finn come inside of her again filled her entire body. Until she was pregnant, he wasn’t truly theirs. Only carrying his child would embed his scent into her skin.

  Moving with him, Arabella’s dragon spoke into their mind. Yes, more, harder. His cock is ours and ours alone. Let’s make sure he knows it.

  Her dragon moved their hips in time to Finn’s rhythm. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the room. Beyond a series of grunt, there were no voices.

  Hovering in the back of her mind, Arabella wished she had the strength to wrestle back control. She missed Finn’s human half being in control. She wanted their teasing.

  Yet as her dragon roared for more, Arabella knew she wouldn’t have Finn or control of her body until she was pregnant.

  ~~~

  Finn was half-dozing in the back of his mind as his dragon stilled in their human form and came inside Arabella for the umpteenth time. He had no idea how many days had past, but his twisting stomach told him it was time to let their mate rest and eat again.

  Mustering up the strength to talk with his dragon, his human form collapsed on top of Arabella. Her sweet scent of wild grass and something uniquely hers surrounded him. Yet after a second, he noticed another undercurrent to her scent.