Page 5 of Drawn By Dragonblood
What would it be like once I closed the distance between us and touched her hand in greeting? Would energy crackle between our bodies or pull like a magnet enough to sway my mate into my arms?
Force.
“There will be no forced bonding,” I whispered fiercely, demanding my dragon submit to my human side.
I was well aware being a Blood Born allowed me a way to make our female submit regardless of her hesitations. I’d promised my three parents I would be patient as they’d been with one another rather than manipulating as our kind had done in the past out of fear of our dwindling numbers.
Through all my years, I never believed in any god or higher being, but at that moment, I wished to trust in something bigger, something more than mere chance that my mate would want and accept me as her alpha on her own.
The closer I walked toward the couple, the intensity of the draw shifted to near impossible to resist. With every step, I cared less about the human man’s heartache should my female mate choose the one she’d been destined for.
Those binds on my inner beast weakened as he strained forward.
Mine.
“Yes,” I murmured my agreement, allowing him equal rein over our human form so his senses could at least enjoy her as I would in the coming moments. Shouldering the small pack I’d brought along to make it appear I hiked the mountain trail as the couple did, I moved into sight of their camp, my strides evident of my resolution on having what belonged to us.
The male squatted beside the fire, putting a small pot over the red coals, his pants stretched tight over thick thighs and a plump, peach-like ass made for plundering. My fingers itched to map out his backside.
I swallowed against the sudden desire for him, my pulse thrumming hot through me. “Hello,” I called out, not wishing to frighten him.
His blond head jerked up, and he slowly stood, his blue-eyed gaze meeting mine.
Energy rippled like waves across the short distance separating us and wrapped around my body in a connection stronger than any I’d ever felt in my long life.
I stumbled to a stop as my heart slammed inside my chest, ripping the oxygen from my lungs.
Yessss.
My dragon purred his intense pleasure that flooded through my soul.
Our beta.
I fought to breathe, to accept what fate had gifted me after years of loneliness. The two humans were a bonded pair with ancient blood, in need of their alpha.
And I would find a way to claim them both exactly as my inner beast demanded.
Chapter 3
Jonathan
The man standing at the edge of our camp held me captive like a deer in headlights. Couldn’t take my damn stare off him. He had inky black hair and eyes so pale I couldn’t discern their color. Wide shoulders and arms, even with the dark gray sweatshirt encasing them, hinted at muscles twice what I’d managed to build—and I wasn’t exactly a skinny little shit.
His hello had caused goose bumps to ripple across my skin, some sort of inner buzzing like a light switch about to short circuit inside me.
Something about the stranger…excited me?
I couldn’t quite figure it out, but the man exuded energy like a tractor beam, making me want to close the distance between us. Fall to my knees?—
I blinked, shaking my head. That couldn’t be right. I’d never been attracted to a man, but I couldn’t deny the lust shooting through my balls.
Unable to find my voice, I dipped my head in greeting.
He took a few hesitant steps and paused less than ten feet away from me. “Sorry to intrude,” he said, his voice a deep bass, the kind women swooned over.
My legs went weak as visions of crawling toward him flooded my brain.
Frowning and locking my entire body up tight, I cleared my throat. “National forest is free to everyone.”
