Dragonkin (8 page)

Without saying anything, she took the length of it in her mouth. She cupped his balls and squeezed them lightly. He moaned when she wrapped her tongue around his shaft and dragged her teeth along the sides until she came to the spongy head.

“I’m supposed to be pleasuring
you
.”

She didn’t respond, but worked on his dick faster and faster, drawing what she could of him into her mouth. The spicy taste of him only encouraged her to lick him longer and keep him in her mouth. His hips rose off the bed as he began to plunge into her until he hit the back of her throat.

From his shallow grunts, she knew he would come at any moment. She wanted to taste all of him. The first spray of come hit her mouth, and she swallowed the tangy fluid. She continued to nurse his cock for a few more sucks, savoring his taste until he was spent. Kestrel gave him a wicked smile and stood up. She pulled off her nightdress, dropped it on the floor, and straddled him. Andrik’s eyes grew larger.

His hands traveled across her stomach and cupped her breasts. He was scorching her, and she didn’t mind. He brought one of her breasts into his mouth, sucking on her nipple, trying to stuff as much of her breast into his mouth as he could. She wound her fingers through his hair and held him there while she began to gyrate against him.

His hands gripped her hips. He uttered a groan and fell back on the bed. She was heating up. The power between them flared to life, and the link that bonded them together wound around her. She was awash in its power and let it bathe her. His sharpened nails scraped down her back. She registered some pain, but not much. Something was happening inside of her she couldn’t understand. The magic and the fire were coming together and burning her up from the inside out.

She cried out when he pulled away.

“What’s the matter?” he asked, breathless. “Something’s happening to you. I can feel it.”

“I don’t know how to describe it. Everything is merging inside of me.” She squeezed her eyes shut and let the power overtake her. Things shifted within her. The presence in her that was dragon awoke. It wasn’t pain in the way she was used to. It was beyond anything she ever felt. This was happening to her spirit.

“We can stop.”

She shook her head. Somehow, she knew that if they stopped, this transformation would never occur. This was meant to happen. They would miss the opportunity to be flesh together, to form this union. The morphing began to settle into her flesh. She heard her spine crack, and her vision shifted. “Kiss me.”

The world became one of different colors. The way it always was when she looked through Castigan’s eyes in years past. She now saw with dragon eyes. Her nails sharpened. Andrik’s lips met hers in a hungry kiss spurred on by her command and something else. A hidden part of him was awakening that hadn’t been there for centuries. His cock stirred against her. Andrik thrust his hips upward and impaled her on his length. She groaned. The fire ignited over her. She couldn’t keep it down. When she looked at him, he was blazing, too. Their two conjoined flames were one, but they weren’t burning the sheets.

“Kes, your eyes. Your teeth.” He ran his hand over her face. She turned her cheek into his palm and caught his thumb on one of her sharpened canines. His blood welled into her mouth and sparked the hunger inside of her. Fresh blood had never tasted so good. She rode him hard, going with the new sensations that were commanding her body.

“I need you, my love. Don’t hold back. Don’t be afraid,” she whispered in his ear.

The encouragement seemed to help because he began to pump inside of her with a surety he hadn’t had before. She kissed his throat and nipped it. When she licked his flesh, he shivered.

She noticed the sandy texture of her tongue. He kissed her back, biting her cheek. His tongue was the same. He broke into a faster rhythm. Kestrel saw his face was a human-reptile mixture. It didn’t scare her. It made her want him more. He caught her hair and brought him to her lips. He plunged his tongue into her mouth. They touched and teased one another. She felt the sharp points of his teeth. When he drew her blood and sucked on her tongue, she groaned. This was how they were supposed to be together. The fire hadn’t died over them, but it had intensified.

They were both going to come soon.

“Will you be my mate?” he asked her.

“If you’ll be mine.”

“Always.”

He wrenched her neck to the side and bit deep into the meat of her throat. She cried out and came at the same time. He dug into her flesh and then released her, licking the wounds he had inflicted. He continued to plunge inside of her. She nipped his flesh and on instinct sank her fangs deep into the side of his skin. Andrik screamed and came. His grip on her tightened. The fire around them died. A tie existed between them now that went deeper than spellcaster and dragon. They were mated. Nothing was going to drive them apart. In all of it, she sensed Castigan there, too, but he was blending with Andrik’s personality. That was the one thing she wanted. She moved on top of him for a few more strokes, licked his wounds, and then kissed him lovingly before settling next to him.

Kestrel lay her head on his chest and listened to his heartbeat. It was steady. For the first time in a long time, she was content. Everything seemed right in the world, and she belonged somewhere. She didn’t understand the changes that had occurred in her body, but she didn’t fear them. Maybe they had always been there, waiting for her to unlock them. Maybe they were part of the gift Castigan had given her. Andrik ran his fingers over her back and made her shiver. Her neck wasn’t even sore from where he had bitten her.

“Are you okay?”

She glanced at him and saw his features had returned to normal, but she was still seeing the heat radiating from his body. Running her tongue over her teeth, she looked at her nails. They had thickened and were longer and sharper, like claws. “I think so. What happened to me?”

“I think you took more of the dragon inside of you from my former incarnation than we thought before. Or you are now truly my mate. We’ll have to ask Ralag in the morning. Concentrate on being the way you were, and you’ll shift back.”

Kestrel closed her eyes and thought about returning to normal, but it wasn’t working. A momentary bolt of panic went through her. Andrik stroked her hair.

“Don’t think so hard. It’s like water. We flow back into our human bodies. There should be no pain once you’re used to it. Trust yourself.”

She drew in a deep breath, but the shift wasn’t happening. She groaned in frustration. He kissed her ear and the side of her throat. The sudden pleasure roaming through her made her quiver. Her nerves were on fire once more. The power ignited and moved through her. Once it did, she felt it connect the link between them. Andrik moaned again.

“I’d forgotten how this can be.”

“What do you mean?” Kestrel closed her eyes. She tried to push the pleasure aside that had awoken inside of her, but it was consuming her.

This time he straddled her and held her hands above her head. “The bond between mates lets me experience everything you feel. And vice versa. I might be able to help. Close your eyes and trust me.”

He kissed her slowly, but kept a hard grip on her hands. She began to squirm under him when the power between them grew to be too much. The fire went over both of them. Passion burned along her nerves. It seemed she was going to crawl out of her body. Kestrel wanted to writhe and get lost in the ecstasy. She arched her back when the orgasm hit her. Stars appeared in her vision. When the rapture flowed through her, her body responded. Andrik was inside her mind, coaxing her down, pushing the dragon back inside of her for now. He kissed her again. His lips were soft.

They gave her a connection back to reality. He broke the kiss and rested his head against her chest. He breathed heavy. When she opened her eyes, she could see clearly again. Everything about them had returned to normal, too.

“Thank you.”

“You don’t have to thank me, Kestrel. I’m always going to be here for you. I’ll never leave you again.”

Chapter Nine

The next morning when she awoke, it took her a minute to remember where she was. Her body ached from the night she had spent with Andrik. Once she looked around the room in the sunlight, she saw, besides his clothes, it was filled with books. A small painting stood on one of the chests of drawers. It was of a woman with blonde hair, pale blue eyes, and a round face.
I bet that is his first mate.
Kestrel searched the room and didn’t see him in it. A momentary bolt of panic gripped her. Then the door opened. Andrik entered carrying a tray filled with food and drink. He smiled when he saw her.

“You’re awake. How are you feeling?” He set the tray down on a small table near her side of the bed and sat next to her.

“Good. A little sore, but nothing that won’t heal.” She winced when she moved her arm. Her shoulder with the burn always gave her problems after strenuous activities. He saw her grimace.

“Come here.” He motioned her closer.

She bit her lip and gathered her hair onto her shoulder. His thumbs pressed against both of her shoulder blades, and his fingers began to warm. The warmth eased into her flesh and made it a little easier to move the more he massaged her. She moaned from the magic flowing into her. It made her wet. He rubbed her a little harder, and she drew in a cool breath, trying to stay steady.

“If you keep that up, I’m going to fuck you right here.”

He kissed her neck. His tongue licked the side of her throat, and he nibbled her ear. “I can certainly oblige you, but I think we should eat something first. Ralag knows one of our healers that can look at the burn for you. Dragon fire wounds are hard to heal if they’re old, but she might be able to do something for you.”

“Thank you.”

He got up and uncovered the tray. Her stomach grumbled. However, what she saw was a plate of bread, cheese, and raw meat. She blanched at the raw meat. Andrik took a piece and popped it into his mouth. He offered her a piece.

“It’s raw. I can’t.”

He smiled. “Close your eyes. Don’t think about it. Let me feed you. You’re a dragon now. Raw meat is what we live off of in dragon form. In human form, we supplement it into our diet. Trust me. You might find it delectable.”

“I can feed myself. And I just can’t eat that. I—”

He pushed his lips to hers and began to kiss her. She met his tongue and tasted the blood from the meat on his mouth. It tasted salty. Warm and wonderful. Her stomach growled once more. He pulled away, and she licked her lips. A large smile appeared on his face.

“Okay. I’ll try a few bites, but I can feed myself.”

He took a piece and held it before her. She grabbed at it, but he kept it out of her reach. “Feeding one another is an intimate act among dragonkin. It bonds us together more as mates. The tamed dragons may or may not feed their mates. I don’t know. Please, let me feed you. It’s partly my duty as your mate. When you’re with child, I hunt for you and bring you back food. If you are injured, I will feed you.”

She saw the need in his eyes and nodded. He brought the piece of meat to her lips and dragged it across her mouth so she could taste the blood. Her hunger surged forward from the salty taste that slid down her throat. Kestrel bit at it, until the tip of her tongue found the meat. She swallowed the piece and then pressed her lips against Andrik’s. He wound his fingers in her hair and conformed against her until she felt all the contours of his body. He pulled away and offered her another piece of meat. She closed her eyes and waited for him to place it on her lips. When he did, he caught the drops of blood that had fallen onto her chest. His tongue flickered over one of her nipples. Kestrel understood why this was an intimate act. It could lead to them staying in bed all day.

She leaned over, took a piece of meat, and lifted his chin to hers. He looked at her, and she popped the morsel into his mouth. He swallowed it whole and began licking her fingers. Her mate sucked on each digit and never broke her gaze. Each time his tongue wound around her finger, she grew wetter.
I never knew it was going to be like this.
He trailed his tongue down her belly and stopped at her downy curls. He took another piece of meat and offered it to her. She took it, and her hunger subsided some. Andrik smiled and kissed her stomach. Kestrel moaned when he buried his face in her sex. She gasped when he found her clit and began to manipulate it with his tongue. She clutched his shoulders and felt the pleasure he already brought upon her.

Her muscles clenched, and she came at once.

“Andrik, what are you doing?”

He didn’t stop, but flicked his tongue across her buried bud faster.
“Pleasuring my mate the way any good dragonkin does. Showing you how much you mean to me. How much your love has freed me.”

He increased his rhythm, and she felt the difference in his tongue. The sandy texture only made her orgasm harder. Her hips rocked against him. Her sex throbbed with the need of him. “I need your dick in me.”

He glanced up and stopped. Andrik pushed her down on the bed, swallowed another piece of meat, and then lowered his pants. He kissed her hard so she could taste the blood and plunged into her harder than he had the night before. She locked her legs around his back and set the pace. She was going to come again. So was he. Through their shared bond, the passion between them soared to new heights. He was ready for her again. The pleasure she had shared with him from his manipulations had made him ready. He pumped into her, their flesh meeting skin to skin, until they both cried out together. She felt his warm seed spill into her, and at the same time, she bit into his throat, needing to taste his blood once again.

They stayed locked together, and she licked at the wound to be sure it had stopped bleeding. He rolled to the side of the bed, and she was able to catch her breath. After a few minutes, he got up and poured her some wine and cut off a hunk of the cheese and gave it to her. She chewed on it and the bread gratefully. If they did that all the time with raw meat, then they weren’t going to be leaving the room anytime soon.