Page 52 of Monsters of Air

Just thinking of it made my pussy clench, the damp need that they could all smell flooding the clearing.

Oh, shit.

Yeah, one hundred percent chance that Landers knew what had happened. I had come all over Zilon’s fingers, my smell must be everywhere. Which was probably why Philit was hissing something at the green dragon on the other side of the clearing. The Fae just sat and smiled, like he was watching a comedy unfold before his eyes.

Maybe he was.

Zilon stomped away from Philit and began digging through his bag, not looking at me. I glanced away, climbing slowly to my feet, noticing how stiff and cold my body felt. Zilon had to have been away from my side for a few hours for me to feel like this.

Great. He finger fucks me, makes me come, and now he’s going to go all Landers on me.

Well fuck that. If getting handsy was too much for him, then I was too much for him. If I kept thinking like that, maybe this little ache growing in my chest would go away.

“Here.” I jumped as Zilon shoved something at me, his eyes still not meeting mine. “You need to eat something.”

He extended a hunk of our dried elk to me, although this one seemed softer than the last two I had eaten.

“Thank you,” I whispered, grabbing it as Zilon went back over to the pack and began to distribute our rations to the others.

“Let’s go,” Philit said, already trudging toward the Fae who was once again smiling. Landers groaned and followed our surly leader, but Zilon grabbed his bag and one of mine, situating them on his shoulder as he smiled at me. It wasn’t just any smile, either, it was a radiant beam that made the heavens open up and the fairies sing.

Okay, maybe I was being dramatic, but at least the tightness in my chest eased.

At least until we started moving.

It wasn’t long until we were trudging through two feet of snow. Now, not only did I have to worry about branches, stones, and roots to trip over; I also had the snow. Any snow we got back home was wet and damp and froze into ice sheets overnight. I had heard of snow like this, the fluffy flakes and soft hills, but I didn’t see the appeal from people who talked about snow and the beauty in it. Snow was cold, wet, slippery, and frankly, a bit blinding to look at.

The storm had cleared out the clouds, so it was extra blinding, looking more like a magical kaleidoscope. I could only hope for more clouds to form, which was foolish seeing as it would take away the sun, but also give us more snow. Neither was a good option, not that I had a say in the matter. Clouds were already creeping through the blue sky over to us.

Not only did walking in the cold snow suck, but so did the atmosphere around us. It was awkward for some reason. Zilon was still at my side, helping me when I needed, while Landers stayed with the Fae and Philit naturally led the way, stopping every so often to look at the stone tablets that marked our path, although we had run into more and more that were so worn down you couldn’t make out the writing anymore. For all we knew we were heading in the wrong direction.

“What do you think the academy is like?” I asked, needing to hear something other than the crunching of our footsteps.

“Busy, I’d imagine,” Zilon said, pulling a branch back for me.

“There really isn’t too much information,” Philit said. “The dragons and riders are told not to share, so all we hear is rumors from the city. From what I’ve heard, we’ll take classes, learn how to work with our counterparts, and train with them.”

“Mate with them,” Landers said with a big grin, he turned to me, ready to waggle his eyebrows and do some groin thrusts when he suddenly turned back, as if he forgot that he was supposed to be mad at me. The Fae next to him held a small smile as he listened, not bothering to respond.

“Is sex all you think about?” I asked, even though I was trying not to think of it myself.

“Why not? Sex is amazing. It’s fun. It’s enjoyable. I imagine with a rider, it’ll be even better.”

Philit sighed, seeming resigned with the topic. “The dragons do like to talk about sex with their mates. Apparently, it’s out of this world.”

I thought about how Zilon’s fingers felt inside of me, that extra buzz I never felt before with someone, how it all seemed so natural, especially how hard I came, my pussy squeezing his fingers tightly, begging for something bigger and longer.

“Can we stop talking about this?” Zilon asked, his voice strained. Clearly his mind had gone to the same place mine had.

“What?” Landers taunted. “Afraid you’ll get there and no one will want you? Don’t think you’ll be able to get anything? I bet when we get there, I’ll have a rider keeping my bed warm before the end of the first day. Maybe even two.” Landers grinned right at me, his tail whipping and curling through the air as if to tease exactly how he would please two women.

Just thinking of how Zilon had held me down with his tail, my stomach clenching. I clamped my thighs together.

“Seems to me Zilon already won that bet,” the Fae said, sounding way too casual considering he knew what he had done.

For a moment, all that could be heard was the wind blowing as everyone froze and stared at him. He was smiling as he watched me. My face felt like it was blazing as all eyes went to me, except for Zilon’s. Then the explosion happened.

“What. The. Fuck?” Landers spat out.

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