Page 39 of Here Be Dragons

It wasn’t long before we arrived at my sprawling estate, and I landed on the balcony leading to my lair. I opened the door and stepped inside. Without any windows, it was dark in the room, and Carly couldn’t see yet what I’d done with the place.

I laid her down in the center of my nest and clapped to turn on the sconces lining the walls. They flickered to life, casting a warm glow that mimicked the flames of a lantern.

Carly gasped, her eyes wide as she took in the vast array of colorful gems I’d arranged around the nest to catch the light just so. Some I’d strung up, others I’d formed into neat piles. A veritable kaleidoscope of sparkling hues danced over the walls.

“Do you like it?” I asked.

“It’s beautiful. I don’t think I remember it being like this the last time I was here?”

“It is customary to decorate one’s nest with treasures from our hoard to welcome a mate. I hadn’t known you were coming before, apologies. I did this last night.”

“Wow!” She’d just noticed the way the light played on the ceiling from the string of blue and green gems I’d hung up. “It’s so pretty.”

My dragon gave a satisfied huff, glad that she was enjoying it so much. We’d made the right choice.

“The rainbow of colors reminded me of you.”

I encouraged her to lie down on the luxurious, silken sheets. While the nest itself was carved from stone, I’d lined the bottom with a fire-resistant foam. My dragon might enjoy sleeping on rock, but my human form preferred something softer.

I shoved the comforter and all but one pillow out of the nest. The pillow I kept for Carly’s comfort. Anything else left in the nest would meet a fiery end as my dragon fire engulfed us when we solidified the mate bond.

It wasn’t long before I’d also tossed her button-down uniform vest and her black dress out of the nest. She lay before me, her creamy skin pale against the satiny, dark purple sheets. I took a step back to admire her, my cock springing to life at the sexy sight.

“Hey, no fair. You’re still dressed,” she said with the cutest pout.

I tore off my already ripped shirt and tossed it aside. She pushed herself up onto her knees in front of me, her eyes skating over my shoulders and pecs in appreciation. As a dragon shifter, I tended to put on muscle easily, even in human form.

It wasn’t her reaction to my body that worried me, but her reaction to my cock, which even now was straining against the front of my pants. Would she be disgusted? Terrified?

“Do not be frightened, My Treasure.”

She replied with a giggle. “I think the time for that is over. I flew in your claws, remember.”

She didn’t understand what I meant, and I didn’t correct her. Instead, I just undid my trousers and let them drop to the nest to show her.

She sucked in a breath, followed by a small, squeaky, “Oh!”

Was that a good oh? Or a get-away-from-me-you-monster oh?

My cock took on a decidedly dragon cast when I was in half shift, such as I was now. It was dark red with ridges that resembled my scales.

It looked exactly like those monster sex toys. How did I know? Because a particularly prideful wyvern—which was a type of dragon, smaller and with two legs instead of four, like me—had made a cast of his cock some time ago, and a certain company that shall remain nameless had somehow gotten their hands onit. Or at least, that was the story. I suspect the wyvern sold it on purpose because he enjoyed thinking that thousands of humans worldwide were getting off on him.

I searched Carly’s face for signs of fear, but there were none aside from dilated pupils. There was, however, the growing scent of her desire. She crawled forward, reaching for me.

“Fuck,” I muttered under my breath as I felt her soft hands upon me.

“Is it always like this?” she asked, her hands caressing around the rigid length and giving it a tentative tug.

I groaned and looked skyward at the dancing colors. “No. When I’m fully in my human form, it is…what you would think of as normal. But to claim you as my mate, I must be in full or half shift.”

She moved her hands over the ridges, and the contrast of her pale hands on the dark red of my cock was mesmerizing. I couldn’t wait to watch it disappearing into her body. My shaft bobbed in her hand, growing even larger, and a shiny drop of precum oozed from the tip. Carly moistened her lips before bending her head down to lick it up.

Fuck!

I wanted to give her more time to explore, but I was too impatient. I took her hands in mine and kissed both palms before lying her down on her belly over the only pillow I’d left in the nest.

I dragged my fingers down her back. My fingers had become dull claws, and I applied just enough pressure to make rows of red lines on her back, marking her as mine. She arched her back and stuck her ass delightfully higher in the air. I traced over the claw marks with my fangs, grazing her skin lightly.

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