The Snow Dragon's Mate

by Silvia Violet

  I began to move my hand up and down, and Holden worked his hips, trying to get even more friction. “That’s it, angel. Just get yourself off. I know you won’t really be satisfied until you have my knot and my cum filling your ass, but this will do for now.”

  “Please.” He gripped my shoulders and his head tipped back as he arched his hips into me rubbing his shaft along mine.

  I wanted to touch him all over, but he seemed so unsteady I was afraid to take my hand from his waist, so I held onto him as I kept working us with firm strokes that were growing faster and more erratic as Holden whimpered and bucked, driving me insane. I could smell his slick, and I was sure his thighs would be wet with it. He’d be so ready for me. I doubted we’d need much recovery time before I could spread his ass and push right in, filling him and giving him what he really needed.

  “Kymar! Please! I… I’m going to come.”

  “Come for me, angel. You don’t have to hold back. Let your heat take over. Show me how much you need me.”

  He cried out, and his cock pulsed, shooting his cum over my hand. I worked us more quickly, using the sticky fluid as lube. Holden was so beautiful like this, thoroughly abandoned to pleasure. I’d been holding myself back, wanting to watch him through his climax, but now I was ready to let go. I gripped us tightly as I worked my cock against his.

  “Yes, Kymar. Please. I want you to come too.”

  His words were all I needed, I growled as I spilled my seed, watching it mix with Holden’s as it coated our shafts.

  Holden swayed into me as my grip on him loosened. Then he slipped to his knees, seized my hips, and lapped at my cock, cleaning me of our mingled fluids.

  “So good, Kymar,” he murmured. “You taste so good.” He reached down again to stroke himself. He’d never gone soft, and it seemed like his orgasm had hardly even taken the edge off his need.

  I took hold of his upper arms, encouraging him to stand. “I know you need more, but let’s get your clothes off first?”

  “Mmm, yes. Want to be naked with you.”

  Between the two of us we got his clothes off and then he stumbled toward the bed. He positioned himself on his hands and knees, and as I walked toward him, he dropped to his elbows and arched his back, displaying himself for me.

  “I need you, Kymar. Need you inside me. I know we just came, but my heat… It’s not like anything I’ve felt before. I… I need to come again. Help me, Kymar, please.”

  “I’m right here, angel.” I knelt behind him and squeezed his ass cheeks, kneading them with my fingers. “I won’t let you suffer. I can meet all your needs. I’ll fill you up until you think you can’t take anymore. And then I’ll do it again.”

  “Yes, please!”

  He squirmed under my touch, working his hips. He was as slick as I had imagined, his inner thighs shiny and damp. I knew he needed me inside him, but I had to have a taste first. I lapped at his tight hole, and he cried out. His slick tasted like heaven, and I allowed my tongue to shift and push deep inside him. He panted and whined as I toyed with his balls while tongue-fucking him. They were already full and tight, and I knew he was close to coming again. Heavens above, this was going to be a crazy few days, and I was going to relish every second of it.

  I worked my fingers into him along with my tongue, knowing he was already primed and ready but wanting to give him a little stretch before shoving my cock into him. I knew he wasn’t going to let me go slow, and I wasn’t going to want to.

  “Please, Kymar. Please, I need your cock. Need you to stretch me, to own me.”

  Fuck. How could I resist that? I rose onto my knees and lined my cock up with his hole. “Get ready. I’m not going to be able to be gentle.”

  “Need it rough and fast. Please.”

  “Yes!” I cried as I drove into him, seating myself in one powerful stroke. Holden whimpered, but he pushed back against me.

  “Hurts so good. I need more, Kymar. Give me more.”

  My mate was fucking desperate, and I was going to make sure I gave him the relief he needed. I worked him with fast, deep strokes, and he took them all, thrusting back to meet me. In no time, my knot began to swell.

  I reached under Holden so I could stroke him off. He whimpered and worked himself in and out of the circle of my fingers. By the time my knot had locked us together, Holden was shooting again, making a mess of the sheets as he whimpered and squirmed. “You’re so big, so thick. It’s too much and just right and I don’t know…”

  His words were lost to me as climax burst over me in an explosion of light and heat. Stars flashed before my eyes, and my seed flooded his ass. “You’re perfect, angel, so fucking perfect. You’re everything I need.”

  Mine. My mate, my dragon roared.

  “Yes!” I cried as I emptied the last of my seed into him.

  11

  Holden

  Kymar had used a hand on my cock to bring me to yet another orgasm as we remained locked together from his knot. I fell asleep after that and the next few days were consumed by bouts of rigorous, soul-touching sex, sleep, and eating enough to keep us going. The next time I became fully aware, Kymar was spooning me with his hand pressed right over my heart. I was sore and sticky, but the fact that I even noticed that meant my heat was winding down. My cock was still hard and ready to go again, but I had a feeling one more round would be enough.

  I turned to face Kymar. He looked softer as he slept, more like the gentle, caring man I knew him to be. His dragon was there. I could feel it stirring, most likely responding to my heat scent. I pushed the covers off us, and he shifted onto his back, stretching out, as if displaying himself. I began to wonder if he was truly asleep.

  Take what you want, said the same voice inside that had urged me to go to Kymar and stop trying to shut myself off from what I felt for him. I sat up and took a few moments just to look at his gorgeous body. My gaze skimmed over his golden skin and hard muscles. My body began to grow more insistent as I studied him. Maybe I should just take what I wanted. I let my fingers skim along his chest, down to his hip and then along his thigh enjoying the feel of the coarse hair there. He stirred a little and groaned, but if he was awake, he wasn’t letting me know it. My body didn’t want me to wait anymore, so I straddled him, grasped his cock, and rubbed the tip over my slick entrance.

  Kymar shifted his hips, lifting them slightly, and I began to sink down on him, letting him stretch me open, breathing through the burn. I loved the way he filled me. When I’d taken him all the way inside, I stayed still for a few seconds enjoying the feeling of having him there. My need for him built as the last of my heat pheromones pushed me to move. I wanted him to knot me one more time. When I could no longer stay still, I lifted myself off him, making small movements, just enough to get a little bit of friction.

  Kymar gripped my hips and opened his eyes, glaring at me. “You better be planning to move more than that, angel.”

  I narrowed my eyes at him. “Have you been awake this whole time?”

  “Maybe.”

  The wicked look he gave me made my cock jump. “Why didn’t you let me know?”

  “I wanted to see what you would do.”

  “Do you approve?”

  He groaned as I lifted myself and pushed back down on him. “Very much. Now move like you mean it.”

  Even if I’d wanted to deny him, my heat wouldn’t let me. I’d teased all I could, and now I needed him in earnest. I rode him hard, rising and falling, flexing my hips, circling them, doing everything I could to pleasure us both. I leaned forward so his cock pressed against my prostate and gasped. I wasn’t going to last much longer.

  When I lost the ability to move rhythmically, Kymar seized my hips and thrust up into me, filling me in harsh strokes.

  “So close.” I was right there. Then his knot began to stretch me impossibly wide. I reached between us and took my cock in hand. I only needed a few strokes to go over. I cried out as I shot between us, coating him in sticky spunk.

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bsp; Kymar growled, and I knew he was close. “I need it, Kymar. I need you to fill me with your cum. Take me. Breed me.”

  He growled. “Yes. Yes, angel, I’m going to give you all my seed.” Making the tiny strokes his knot allowed, he let go inside me. I felt the warmth of it as his body spasmed again and again.

  I was watching him slowly come down from his orgasm when it was like something I hadn’t known I was missing locked into place. “Mine.” I didn’t think his dragon had actually spoken the word aloud, but I’d heard it all the same. It was like he was speaking to my very soul, and as crazy as that sounded, I knew it was true.

  “Kymar?”

  My mate opened his eyes. His breathing was still ragged, but he looked up at me and stroked my cheek. “Are you okay, angel? Did I hurt you?”

  I shook my head. “No. I don’t think you ever will. I just needed to tell you that I can hear him now.”

  “Who?”

  “Your dragon. He just told me that I’m yours, and for the first time, I believe it. I feel this connection between us like there’s something tangible holding us together. It has to be the mate bond.”

  Kymar’s eyes sparkled, shifting to their dragon form. “He spoke to you? You heard it?”

  “Yes. I know that sounds crazy, but—”

  “It’s not crazy at all. It means the mate bond is fully formed. My dragon has claimed you, and now I can’t let you go.”

  “I’m still scared that this is all a dream or that even if it’s not, it’ll all come crashing down around me, but I don’t want to leave you again.”

  “Then don’t. Stay here with me and let me take care of you.” He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me down. I laid on his chest unconcerned with the fact that we were both sticky and covered in cum. I needed that comfort. I wanted to press my whole body against him.

  When his knot had gone down enough that we could separate, he rolled us to our sides and pulled out. “How are you feeling? As amazing as that was, it seemed less frantic than the rest of our heat sex.”

  “I think that was the last of it. I don’t feel the insistence of my hormones anymore, but I’m starving.”

  “You should be. You’ve hardly eaten for the last few days. Shall we get cleaned up and go down to the kitchen?”

  “If I can manage to walk.”

  He helped me off the bed, then offered me a bottle of water. I downed it and felt a little stronger. We showered, dressed, and headed to the kitchen.

  Claudia had left us an abundance of food, but I just wanted something simple, so Kymar made me a chicken salad sandwich. While I ate it, I was focused on enjoying every bite, so I didn’t talk to Kymar until I’d finished. I considered getting a second sandwich but decided to let this one settle first. At least I’d taken the edge off my hunger, and I could think more clearly now.

  I’d told Kymar I didn’t want to leave him, and that was true, but I also didn’t want to abandon my whole life in town. “Kymar, I… um… I like working at the vet clinic. I want to stay with you, but I can’t work there and live here, at least not in the winter.” I bit my lip, waiting for him to protest, but he surprised me.

  “We can live in town if that’s what you need, angel. I want you to know that you don’t need to work, but if it’s important to you, we’ll work it out.”

  “Are you saying you want to move in with me?” I couldn’t imagine Kymar in my shabby apartment with my roommates who rarely picked their underwear up off the floor and didn’t seem to know what actual cleaning was.

  Kymar grimaced. “No, of course not. I’ll buy us something far more suited to a dragon and his mate.”

  “You’re going to buy a house just because it’s more convenient for me to go to work?”

  “Of course. You’re my mate. Making you happy is my top priority.”

  “That’s a dangerous thing to tell me.” And also wonderful. Since I’d lost my parents, no one had made me a priority like that.

  “How so?”

  “I could easily take advantage and become unmanageable.”

  Kymar raised a brow. “I know exactly how to make you compliant.”

  “Do you?”

  He stuck out his tongue, his dragon tongue, and a shiver ran over me. “Okay, fine. Maybe you do, but you know what I’d also like besides a fancy house in town?”

  “What, angel?”

  “Some salted caramel ice cream.”

  Kymar studied me for several moments. “Surely you’re not already having cravings? That couldn’t happen this early, could it?”

  “Do you really think I’m pregnant?”

  “I hope you are. I mean unless…”

  I squeezed his hand. “It’s okay. But this is a normal craving for me. I love food, and I get cravings all the time, sometimes even in the middle of the night. In fact, if I am pregnant, you might be in for a lot of work trying to satisfy all the crazy things I’ll decide I need.”

  He didn’t look the least bit concerned. “It will be my pleasure to get whatever my mate needs, and you’re in luck. I know we have salted caramel because it’s my favorite flavor.”

  While Kymar went to get the ice cream, I finally let myself think about the real possibility that I was pregnant. During my heat, I’d been able to push the thought aside anytime it had arisen, but now I had to face the reality of the risk I’d taken having heat sex without birth control. I laid my hand over my abdomen. Could I really take care of a child? My pulse began to speed up as I thought about how much Roman was struggling with his pregnancy, but when I looked up at Kymar, relief rushed over me. I knew that with him by my side, I could handle anything, even being sick through pregnancy and then figuring out how to raise a child, a dragon child.

  “That’s a very serious expression,” Kymar said as he put the carton of ice cream and a spoon in front of me. “Tell me what you’re thinking.”

  I reached for his hand, needing the contact. “I’m thinking that if I’m pregnant, everything is going to be fine. And that maybe I’m even hoping I am, because raising a little dragon with you kind of sounds super amazing.

  Kymar cupped my chin and gave me a gentle kiss. “It sounds more than amazing. It sounds like a dream come true.”

  After I devoured most of the container of salted caramel and Kymar polished off the last bit, we snuggled up together and halfheartedly watched a movie before deciding we needed a whole lot more sleep to fully recover from my heat.

  When I woke the next morning, Kymar was still sound asleep. I’d grown so used to my early schedule at the vet clinic that I was no longer good at sleeping in. But I’d worked my mate hard during my heat. If he needed more rest, I wanted to let him have it. I watched him for a few moments, thinking how good he’d been with me, how patient. I wanted to do something for him, but what could you possibly give a dragon who could have anything he wanted?

  Probably the best thing I could do was something small but meaningful. I thought of how forlorn he’d looked when he realized I’d hardly left him any ice cream the night before. He’d told me salted caramel was his favorite flavor. What if I simply brought him a fresh supply? Obviously, he could have Claudia or Dan go get it for him, but if I could do just that little thing, it would show him I cared.

  I showered, dressed, and bundled up, knowing the mornings here would be much colder than they were in town. When I stepped outside, a light snow was falling, but I could still see the sun. I’d looked up the weather to see how cold it was, and I hadn’t noticed a storm alert. Surely, I could make it to the grocery store and back.

  As it turned out, my assessment of the weather had been overly optimistic. By the time I left the grocery store with two containers of salted caramel and one of triple chocolate brownie blast—Kymar was as much of a chocoholic as me—the snow was falling a lot harder. I’d need to take it slow and steady on the way back, but I felt confident I could handle it. Things went fine until I made it about halfway up the mountain. The snow was so intense there, I could hardly see thro
ugh it, and it had piled up on the road faster than I would have thought possible.

  My car slid a few times before I remembered that putting it in the lowest gear would help. My heart thundered in my ears, and I gripped the steering wheel tightly worried my sweaty hands might slip. I made it a little farther, but finally, I decided that no matter how much I wanted to surprise Kymar by waking him with a bowl of his favorite ice cream, it was time to pull over and call him for help.

  I tried to ease off the side of the road, but my car skidded, and I crashed into a tree. Fortunately, a huge snow drift slowed me down, and the impact only gave me a jolt. I took a few slow deep breaths and tried to reassure myself. Everything was going to be okay. I just needed to call Kymar, and he would come get me. He’d also help me figure out how to get my car fixed.

  I reached into my pocket for my phone, but it wasn’t there. I checked my coat pockets, but they were also empty. Oh fuck. My phone was sitting on the bathroom counter. I’d checked the weather, set it down, and never picked it up again.

  My stomach flip-flopped, and I felt like an elephant was sitting on my chest. I knew I needed to stay calm, but I felt like I might throw up or faint at any second. I had no idea exactly how far I was from Kymar’s house. A mile? Two? More? It would be a long hard walk, but if I stuck to the road, I could make it. Couldn’t I? How cold had it gotten out there? I had a hat and gloves and a good coat, but how long would the walk take in deep snow? What if the snow started coming down so hard I couldn’t see and I veered off the road into the woods? I’d never find Kymar’s house then. But if I waited in the car, how would he know where I was? Why hadn’t I left him a note?

  Because you thought you had your phone, idiot.

  Then it hit me, if he woke up with me gone, he might think I’d left, that I’d changed my mind. Oh my God, I was so stupid. Kymar would be angry and hurt. Why would he look for me if he thought I’d run out on him? What was I going to do?