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I tried to wipe away his tears and ignore how my dick throbbed inside him long enough to put together a sentence worth uttering to him.

“Do you want to stop?” I asked because it seemed like the first step in damage control.

“No,” he shook his head.

“Because of the vows or---?” I asked unsure of how to word the million thoughts kicking at my brain from the inside.

“Because we’re mates!”

“Okay,” I nodded.

“Okay, you believe me or okay, you believe I believe me?” he asked.

“I have a little more clarity now,” I said, choosing my words carefully. “I know that the claiming vows don’t work if you’re not true-mates. I know that the magic practically explodes on you if you try to claim someone who isn’t yours. I used to run this territory. Okay, I practically tamed this territory and I saw shit like that happen while I was cleaning it up. I don’t know how this is possible or how it works, but apparently it does. I’m not saying we’ll build a nest tonight and live happily-ever-after right now, but somehow, we’re connected. Somehow, we’ll figure this all out.”

“I’ll take what I can get,” Elio managed a smile and I wiped away more of his tears.

“Lotus is a sore spot for me.”

“A soft spot for you,” Elio shook his head. “Dragons always attack when you go for their soft spots. I knew this wasn’t going to be easy. I just never considered the fact you might try to murder me before we even said hello.”

Not knowing what else to say, I pulled him down and kissed his forehead before turning my head to the side to give him access to my claiming gland. I bit him first on purpose. Biting him first meant I would get to see what the magic showed him, and I desperately needed another vivid glance of Lotus. Maybe it wasn’t fair for him, but to the best of my recollection I didn’t ask for a second true-mate. I missed her with a visceral ache.

Elio pressed his torso firm against mine and kissed up and down my neck. He smelled delicious. His mouth was warm against my skin and his body hugged my dick tightly. Maybe it wasn’t fair to exchange these vows with him while my heart still belonged to the one I couldn’t hold, but what else could I do? There wasn’t another way to solve this mystery and I was pulled to him. That’s what pissed me and my dragon off so much. How dare anyone else ever try to make us feel that way again? Feeling it just the once almost killed us – would’ve killed us if not for the egg brats.

Elio’s tongue traced around the edges of my claiming gland, bringing me back to the present moment. He kissed my gland over and over, licking it, as if he wanted to make out with it. He bit me hard as if it was payback for trying to roast him earlier. I winced but gritted my teeth as the clear magical fluid flooded onto my skin. Then the memories came. My childhood was a brief interlude. My antics at Glitter Bomb got more time than I would’ve liked. Elio chuckled against my skin a few times as the glitter fell between dancing and fighting. He didn’t flinch when I had to take care of business and put an asshat out of everyone else’s misery. I held him tight, bracing for the memories to come. There she was, blonde and beautiful, smiling and laughing. She swayed to her favorite Grim Howler’s songs as our egg brats grew up around her. The magic was merciful and kept our parting short. As soon as my claiming gland ran dry, Elio held my face in his hands. This time he kissed my forehead.

“We will get her back. We’ll find her somehow,” he whispered to me and I believed him.

Our bodies moved together working through the emotions the claiming vows had brought to the surface. Something bigger than either of us was at play here. The magic behind true-mates was the most studied and the least understood. Maybe we’d never know for sure how this happened, but I wanted to try to unravel the mystery. Just not right now. Elio’s tears dried on his cheeks as our bodies moved together. With our new mating link open his pleasure rained down on me. I put my hand over his star scale. It was warmer than the rest of him. He threw his head back in pleasure, letting his long hair cascade down his back and toy with my thighs with each move he made. Everything inside me drew up tight as Elio came down hard on my dick. He squeezed me as I slid back and forth inside his slippery passageway. His fingers dug into my chest and our pleasure squeezed every atom inside me. He bit his lip and the sight of his head thrown back again was all I could stand. I pumped up hard once, twice, three times and everything I was in that second exploded inside his warm body. He moaned, nails digging deeper inside me. His dick shook, trembling with need as I let go of his hip to wrap my fingers around it. I squeezed and stroked him hard, following the slight curve of the muscle. He bit his lip again and then a roar vibrated up his throat. There was no way we were keeping anything a secret from the other members of the crew now that we’d claimed each other. So, I didn’t bother to clamp my hand over his mouth. I let him growl out his orgasm as his dick shook in my hand and spilt all the proof of his pleasure over my flesh.

We panted in post-coital bliss and I pulled him down against my chest despite the mess. We’d need to shower, but fuck it. That’s why evolution made the water cycle. I kissed the top of his head as our hearts pounded in time. Wherever Lotus was, I really hoped she had a hand in this, because otherwise I was probably a cheating asshole.

Chapter Sixteen

Elio

After a nap and a quick blowjob in the shower from Fred, I knew I had to talk to Marsin and find out what my uncle and the other leaders were up to. At the very least, I had to let him know I was okay. I knew what I was honor bound to do, but I didn’t want to leave the bedroom. I didn’t want to leave Fred’s side for a second. On the plus side, he hadn’t accused me of being a liar once since we woke up wrapped in the messy sheets. Thankfully, the Medwin 2 had a full-service laundry room.

We were redressed but lingering in the bedroom. We stood between the bed we made love in and the bed where Fred’s roommate had slept on the journey to Starscale 1. I was all wrapped up in his arms with my head resting against his chest. We swayed to music that only echoed in his memories. The claiming vows had shown me just how much he liked to dance. It was as if music pounded in his veins instead of blood.

“I never knew the song stuck in your head could migrate to mine,” I teased him.

“Welcome to having a true-mate,” he laughed. “All my problems are yours now.”

“Well, I’ll see that and raise you all my problems.”

“Fair enough,” he shrugged, and took my hand and spun me around to the song still stuck in his head.

A knock on the door made him scowl and for a second I thought he might blow out more fire to make the point that we wanted to be left alone.

“Who is it?” Fred called out, putting on what I could only describe as his customer service voice. Unfortunately, customer service was something we had in common with Earthside.

“Me, Dad!” Teddy called back. “Are you guys decent?”

“Decent enough,” Fred nodded. “Does Castor need something?”

“A guy named Marsin is at the door. He wants to talk to his brother. He did this whole thing that I think is supposed to be a joke. He comes in peace or something. I don’t know if it’s a sex joke or what, but he thought it was hilarious.”

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