by Cree Storm
“That’s why you will switch who you attach to so often when you do go into heat.” Cobra said, in understanding.
Nodding, Spirit then explained. “Taco had already gifted Gio with his powers and overextended his use of magic, then when he refused to transfer because of the dragon heat…”
“His battery drained.” Cobra whispered.
Again, Spirit nodded, then Cobra quietly asked, “Is he going to make it?”
“We have done what we can, and in an hour we will do this again. He just needs time to regain his magic.” Smoky said, as he approached Cobra and Spirit.
“Is there anything I can do to help him get his strength back? There must be something I can do.” Cobra said anxiously, as he made his way to his maharishi.
Thankfully Taco wasn’t flat anymore, but his breathing was extremely shallow and Cobra was terrified by the weak link he could feel in his soul.
Gently caressing his dragon’s head, Cobra rasped, “I need to do something. I can’t sit around and just hope for the best.”
“There might be something.” Talpa said quickly.
“Talpa!” Smoky warned.
The dragon Talpa had three heads, and it was odd to see him turn one towards Smoky, another looking at Cobra and his other head looking down at Taco. “Smoky, let’s be real. It could work. I know I get energized when it happens.”
Spirit snickered, “I get a buzz like crazy.”
Azul snickered and nodded his head, and then Gunner’s black and fire-red maharishi said in his flamboyant style, “Please, Smoky. You can’t stop flying for hours after it happens.”
The other maharishi snickered, but Cobra was confused. “After what happens?”
“Sex, silly. Every time Jude and Casper go at it, Smoky takes off on patrol and can go for hours on end. All the mated maharishi are that way after their sentiences have sex.” The skeletal beast said with a snicker.
“But Gio is in no shape to be claimed.” Cobra whispered.
“We aren’t even sure it could work, Cobra, but I have to admit, my clan is correct. Sex between our sentiences is extremely energizing to us.” Smoky admitted.
Cobra didn’t know what to do. He didn’t know if Gio was alive or not, but even if he was, Cobra knew for damn sure his sentience would be in no shape to be claimed, but he also knew if he didn’t claim his sentience, Taco most likely would die. He could lose two of the most important beings in his life.
Fuck, Cobra had faced more serialists than any of his fellow D.O.A. members, but this was the first time Cobra ever felt true, honest-to-god fear. “Can you guys watch Taco for me?”
CHAPTER 13
“His body temperature has come down, but he is in no shape to be claimed, Cobra. Even without the dragon heat, he’s used far too much power and look at the man, he’s out cold. He couldn’t have sex now anyway.” Jude hissed.
“I am not trying to have sex with my unconscious sentience. For god’s sake, Jude, what the hell kind of man do you think I am?” Cobra snapped.
Gio was trying to open his eyes and ask what the heck was going on, but they felt so heavy and refused to cooperate.
Jude huffed, “I don’t know, Cobra, you could be into somnophilia or something.”
“Oh, for the love of… Jude, you are just so nasty.” Bren ground out.
“Well, he could. How the hell would I know what kink he’s into?” Jude grumbled.
“Somno what?”
If Gio wasn’t mistaken, that was Gunner, but what the heck were they all doing in his room. Stupid eyes open. Cobra argued with himself. He needed to figure out what the heck everyone was so upset about.
Bren huffed, “Somnophilia is better known as Sleeping Beauty Syndrome. It’s when someone gets sexually turned on when their partner is unconscious.”
“Now that shit is just wrong!” Gunner exclaimed.
“Damn, Jude, really? You’ve known Cobra for damn near a year, do you honestly think he would do something like that? You’re practically accusing the man of wanting to commit rape.” Casper ground out.
“I am not. He’s the one coming in here saying the only way to help Taco is if he has sex with Gio. I was just pointing out that Gio is in no shape for that kind of giddy up.” Jude snapped.
Taco? What the hell was wrong with Taco, and why would Cobra and him having sex fix his dragon? Gio wondered, as he rolled his head slowly towards the voices, and using a strength he didn’t know he had, finally opened his eyes.
Everyone was so intent on each other that no one noticed Gio was awake, watching and listening to everything being said.
“I was only telling Pit what Talpa and the other maharishi were saying. I wasn’t suggesting having sex with Gio in that condition. I’m not a fucking rapist and I’m not a cold-hearted bastard. I am just a man, trying to figure out how to save the lives of my sentience and maharishi, Jude.” Cobra argued.
“I already told you Gio should be fine. His temperature has been coming down and even though his energy is low, it is rising, just a bit slower than others, because he is using a great deal of what he has, trying to regulate his body temperature.” Jude explained, sounding exasperated.
“And my dragon… my soul bond is dying! Smoky and the other dragons are doing what they need to do to keep him alive until Gio and I can claim each other. However, I wasn’t suggesting that I fuck my sentience right this second, and for you to think so little of me…”
Jude sighed, “I’m sorry, Cobra. You know I don’t… it’s just that… well, let’s just say I know what it’s like when you guys find your sentience, and I also know you guys have been forced to hold off on your claiming with all the shit going on, and—”
“What my illustrious brother is trying to say in his typically stunted way, is that he knows your fear of Taco is one thing, but you also fear for Gio, and the fact that he’s going through the dragon heat with little relief since Taco can’t bind himself to your sentience. Having both your soul bonds in distress can take its toll, and sometimes thoughts can become irrational.” Rylee explained.
What the heck was going on? Gio was finding it difficult to think or understand what everyone was talking about. Then it hit him. Taco had given his magic over to Gio! Oh gods, his dragon had essentially handed his life over to save Gio and Cobra on the boulevard, and if what Gio remembered was correct, it had taken a lot of energy to defeat his brother in battle. Taco was dying and it was Gio’s fault!
Gio pulled the needle out of his arms and began to stand, his actions bringing everyone’s attention to him and what he was doing. Cobra was by his side immediately. “What the hell are you doing, Gio? Get back into that bed. You’re in no shape to be standing right now.”
Shaking his head, Gio rasped, “Have to help Taco. I… I can heal… I—”
“You can lay your ass down and rest. You don’t have the energy in you to heal yourself and you know it.” Jude snapped.
“I have enough to he… help things along. Stand ba… b-back.” Gio stammered.
Cobra grabbed Gio, hissing, “I won’t let you do this. You aren’t strong enough and you could end up hurting yourself worse than what you are. Taco wouldn’t want you to do this and I don’t want us binding because you feel obligated to our maharishi. Now get back into that bed and stop being stubborn.”
Gio’s eyes filled with tears, “I would never feel obligated to bind with you Cobra. I’ve wanted you for over twenty-five years. I dreamed about being yours from the moment I saw you walking past my store. I don’t know where you were going that day, but I do know it was love at first sight for me. You had such a fierce look on your face and strutted with such confidence. Never once in all those years have I ever seen fear in you. Never and damned if I wasn’t jealous as hell sometimes. I wished I could be like you. So sure of myself… so brave to face whatever life is throwing at me.”
“Gio you are filled with bravery. You saved all of us from Kace earlier. You didn’t back down and you did what needed to be don
e, even though I know how afraid you were. That is what it takes to be brave. You have nothing to prove to anyone, least of all me.” Cobra whispered.
Shaking his head, Gio rasped, “This isn’t about proving myself. It’s about us being one… you, me, and Taco. When I faced off with Kace, the only thing that made me take that stand was knowing if I didn’t you would die. I had to save you and now… now, I have to at least try and save Taco. I have to do this. Taco gifted me with his magic in order to help save us as well. If what you say is true, only our mating can heal him.”
“We don’t even know if that would work, Gio. Smoky and the other maharishi think so, but even they aren’t one hundred percent certain it will do any good.” Cobra insisted.
Gio looked into Cobra’s eyes, knowing he would beg if he had to. “Please, we have to at least try. I won’t do a full healing on myself, just enough so we can claim each other. Please. I… I want to be yours. I want to be Taco’s as well, and I can’t do that in the state I’m in. At least this way, not only will we finally be able to bind our souls, but we can hopefully heal our dragon as well.” Looking around, Gio asked, “Where is he?”
“Smoky and the other dragons are watching over him while I came in here to check on you.” Cobra answered.
“Go get him while I use some of my healing fire.” Gio insisted. “He needs to be a part of this, even if it is only from within your soul bond together.”
Jude sighed as Cobra left the room. “You’re not going to let me talk you out of this are you.”
Stretching his arms wide, Gio called upon his healing fire. He made sure to adjust it so he didn’t use too much energy, and when he was finished, he was thankful he still had on his gown and feeling stronger. Looking at his friend, Gio answered. “No. I have waited twenty-five years for this, Jude. Besides, if Cobra and I bonding has any chance of helping Taco I want to do it. Wouldn’t you do the same if it was Smoky that was dying?”
Jude didn’t say anything right away, then walked to the bathroom and tossed a small bottle on the bed. Gio turned about twenty shades of red when he noticed that it was a bottle of lube.
“I know this doesn’t sound ideal for your first time together, but it might be best if you get yourself ready and forgo the foreplay. It will lessen the energy you use and then later, when your energy levels are back to normal again, you two can go at it for hours and hours.” Jude stated, walking towards the door.
“Uh… thanks.” Gio muttered unwilling to look at anyone else that might still be in the room.
The sound of the bedroom door closing had Gio looking up and noticing everyone was gone. Looking towards the bathroom, Gio decided he needed to take a quick shower. Maybe he shouldn’t use the energy to do it, but Gio wasn’t about to get all naked and sweaty with Cobra for the first time while smelling funky.
Before Gio could decide what to do, the door opened and Cobra stepped in. Gio quietly asked, “Did you bring him?”
Nodding, Cobra answered, “Yeah. It took a bit of time because the maharishi were doing the dragon smoke thing to help energize him.”
“Where is he?” Gio asked looking around.
Cobra pulled his shirt off showing Gio the chest-size dragon tattoo. Gio couldn’t hold back his soft moan at seeing his D.O.A. man shirtless with his golden skin and all those delicious muscles. All Gio wanted to do was lick the man all over, using his tongue to map out every defined formation he could. The lust… the need… gods how he needed.
Gio knew was sex was. He had never done anything with someone else, but since coming to Drago, he had learned how to use the internet and porn was easy enough to find. Gio had played some with himself, but with that impressive bulge coming off his mate, Gio had a feeling that his dildo was nowhere near as accommodating as that extra leg Cobra called a cock was.
Sauntering closer to Gio, Cobra softly said, “How about we take a shower? I can wash that delectable body, and you don’t have to use an ounce of energy while I do it.”
All Gio could do was nod. The images of a naked, wet Cobra filling his mind had him barely able to breath, let alone speak.
Cobra held out his hand and Gio was amazed to see his dragon agent was as nervous as he was. The man’s hand had a slight tremor, and for some reason that actually calmed Gio’s own nervousness.
Slowly, Gio took Cobra’s hand and allowed Cobra to take him into the adjoining bathroom. Cobra turned on the water, and as he allowed the water to warm, he began to remove Gio’s gown. “I thought your healing ability fired your clothes?”
Licking his dry lips, Gio rasped, “Normally, yes, but I didn’t use the same healing fire. This one doesn’t heal as well as the other, but it also uses far less energy.”
Gio’s eyes widened as Cobra quickly began to remove the rest of his own clothing, kicking off his shoes, removing his socks, then unzipping his pants. Oh gods, the man was beyond drop-dead gorgeous. Cobra was every man’s wet dream, and soon the only one who would be allowed to touch that dream was Gio.
Feeling his cock leaking precum, Gio tried to think of something to do or say that might help calm his libido down, before he shot his load from only a vision of what his mate looked like in only his birthday suit. “I’m sorry I’m not at full strength and we have to rush this. I don’t understand why my energy is having such difficulty recharging. It’s been this way since I was shot.”
Giving Gio one of his sexy smiles, Cobra replied, “We think it’s because of the dragon heat. I don’t know how long you’ve been experiencing it, but we believe that you went into the dragon heat and because you’re a multiplex elemental, your body adjusted to the temperature and has been balancing your system for you.”
“That makes sense.” Gio whispered, allowing Cobra to help him into the shower.
The water was warm and felt so good against his skin, almost as good as Cobra’s hands as they glided along his skin, washing away the dirt and stress of the day. It felt so dang good, Gio let out a moan of pleasure.
“That’s it, my sweet. Just relax and enjoy.” Cobra said, as he turned Gio so his back was to Cobra. His mate washed his back, and when the man started washing his ass, Gio felt his cheeks pinken. No one had ever touched him down there, and the feeling was both tantalizing and embarrassing at the same time.
Lowering to his knees, Cobra whispered, “Lean forward and put your hands on the wall.”
Doing as his mate instructed, Gio’s breath caught in his throat when Cobra spread Gio’s butt cheeks and within seconds he felt his mate’s tongue licking his hole over and over again. Never! Never had Gio felt anything as fantastic as this. He had read about rimming, and he had seen it once when he had walked in on his brother watching some porn on his computer. The man had been going wild and Gio had thought the guy was just overacting, but now… well, now he knew he owed the man an apology. There was no way the guy was acting when Gio was feeling how amazing this act was in person.
“Holy shit, Cobra!” Gio shouted, as Cobra speared his tongue in and out of Gio’s hole making sparks fly throughout Gio’s body.
The feeling of something slick, thick and hard pushing into his channel had Gio tensing, and then relaxing when he realized the foreign feeling was that of his mate pushing one of his fingers into his hole alongside his tongue. It didn’t hurt, if anything it heightened the feelings Gio was having from all Cobra was doing to him. When a second finger joined the first, Gio couldn’t stop a hiss as he felt the burn. Cobra pulled back, whispering, “Relax my love. Relax and let me in. I promise you won’t regret anything and pleasure will take over soon enough.”
Gio nodded, unable to speak as he felt Cobra push, pull, scissor his fingers, and spear his tongue over and over. The pain quickly morphed into something altogether different the more Gio’s channel relaxed. When a third finger pushed in with the other two, Gio gasped.
“Holy hell, you are so tight. So tight and so magnificent. The way your ass sucks my fingers into your body, showing me how it will be when my dick t
akes their place. I can’t wait for that moment, my sentience. The moment my cock fills you. The moment your body accepts me into the depths of promised pleasure. The moment I make you mine.”
“Gods yes!” Gio groaned. Whether it was from Cobra’s words or it was from what the man was doing to him he didn’t know and at this moment in time he didn’t care. However, Gio had the feeling it might be a bit of both.
Gio almost shouted his displeasure when Cobra removed his fingers, until the man turned off the water and lifted Gio into his arms, “I can’t wait another moment. I must make you mine.”
“Please.” Gio begged.
Not bothering to dry either of them off, Cobra took Gio to the bed and laid him on it like a precious heirloom. It contradicted the need Cobra had claimed just moments ago, but when Gio looked into his mate’s eyes he could see that burning desire within his mate’s caramel-colored orbs. That’s when he realized that no matter how much his mate might want him, he wasn’t about to just fuck him, and his thoughts were confirmed when Cobra gently traced Gio’s face, slowly following down Gio’s body, whispering, “I am so happy to have found you, my love. Soon you will be mine… heart, body, and soul. Thank you. Thank you for coming into my life and thank you for preparing to accept me into your body, but, even more so, thank you for allowing me room within your heart. I swear to you I will cherish it and keep it safe.”
Tears trickled down the sides of Gio’s face at the words Cobra was saying, so soft and filled with such love and wonder. Gio knew right then and there that even if it had taken twenty-five years, the wait was going to be so worth it. Finally, after all this time, his hopes, dreams, and prayers were about to be answered. Wanting his sentience to know Gio looked at him as more than just a D.O.A. warrior, that although he was an agent sent from Heck, right-hand man to God himself, Gio saw him as more than that. He saw the man. “Nico Mathews, please. Make love to me. Bind us together for all eternity. I am yours as you are mine. Please make it so.”
