Page 84 of The Exiled Dragon

“The bond is broken,” Elder Naho spat. “Not only that, but she has also found a mate to erase all traces of you.”

Howling, Adam screamed, ‘no,’ in protest. His claws lengthened, digging deep divots into the platform. “She is mine!! Find her!” His Dragon forcefully used Adam’s vocal cords too harshly, blood spilling out his mouth.

Warriors ran from the meeting hall, shifting and flying to the sky. Two warriors held back at the front of the entrance, talking amongst themselves. “Something isn’t right,” one of them said. “Amora is too gracious to do this to a mate. You know how she was, how she protected Creed all these years.” The other Dragon looked at Adam’s contorting body, Elders rubbing a salve on his aching wounds.

“I agree, and watching him attack Creed for no justification is disturbing. That could be any of us one day.” Both Dragons left the hall, feeling more conflicted than ever.

“And what of these salves the Elders put on him? The potions and drinks they give him constantly?” Both Dragons stood still, unsure what they should do. They did not have enough evidence, but their Dragons only agreed with them that something must be done.

Adam’s screams became louder, causing their Dragons to wince. “We must find Alpha Amora then,” one spoke, “and find out the real reason she has left.”

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Creed stroked Odessa’s heavily pinked cheeks. She continued to pant, her eyes closed, but dared not fall asleep. Creed had been with her throughout the night, his rut never subsiding but for a few minutes at a time. His mate was insatiable, and his Dragon wanted to be inside her at all times, releasing more and more of his seed.

Odessa, however, was having a hard time keeping up. Her Dragon had yet to come to the surface for her shift, and her body did not heal as fast as a supernatural. Creed had held off as his cock swelled, but the thought of having his mate take more of his seed had his Dragon whimpering inside.

Her flower was puffy and swollen; it leaked of his essence, making him prideful. He would be the only one to enter her, to fill her with his scent.

“Are you all right?” He nuzzled into his mark. She tried to shiver, but the soreness in her body wouldn’t let her.

“Yes, I’m fine,” she said breathlessly. Her pants now subsided. Creed kissed her forehead. Walking to the front of the cave, Odessa wanted to protest, but her body was not letting her move. From so many orgasms, her body shook, her hands clutching the sheets as she watched Creed’s naked body walk through the thin mouth of the cave. Her eyes fluttered, only to have Creed in front of her flushed face.

“Melina has left us a gift,” Creed cooed, brushing her hair back. He rumbled through the basket. Food, lotions, soaps, oils, candles, and fragrances filled the basket. Creed smiled, thinking about how much he owed the little Siren Fae for helping him and his mate.

Creed had made many new friends in just a few weeks’ time, and it was all thanks to Odessa, who showed him more of his world than he had ever known.

Pulling out a blue glass bottle with a decorative cork, it read, “witch-hazel.” Instructions on the back showed it could help soothe between a woman’s thighs. Creed’s face flushed pink. But that did not deter him from wanting to take care of his mate.

Taking the soft towels from the basket, he coated the witch-hazel on the cloth, having Odessa roll on her back. Her mind was elsewhere. The endorphins from so much activity had her in a dream-like state. That did not keep her from constantly reaching for Creed, holding his arm, or stroking his cheek.

Her embarrassment now gone being completely nude in front of him, she felt the soft touches around her most sensitive areas. The warmth of the liquid cooled the heat and rough feeling from his assaults. Odessa sighed blissfully, feeling the effects of her puffy flower now calming.

“Better?” his voice rumbled. As much as he wanted to take care of his mate, his Dragon continued to salivate and grin with greed. He had done this to his mate, and he loved it all the more, seeing her swollen from his cock.

Odessa hummed, now pulling on Creed’s arm. She needed him to be right with her, feel the warmth of his body around her, calm her and pet her cheek. Intimacy was Odessa’s favorite part, even though the mind-blowing pleasure wasn’t that bad either.

Creed’s body melted into hers, her mouth tickling his neck as she planted a kiss. Continuing to rub her back, Creed thought it was best to tell her of the dream that had brought so many emotions to the surface.

His fawn contentedly listened, almost crying, hearing he got to speak to his mother, but then tears of anger at his half-brother and his tribe’s Elders betraying everything a tribe should stand for. Odessa wrapped her arms around his neck, feeling his pain.

“We will find your father,” she whispered. “I’m sure whatever spell he is under will fall away quickly since he is so strong, just like you.” Odessa pecked his cheek.

“I worry about the tribe. Many are under either Adam’s charm or spell. I worry they will not see the truth and attack my father.”

“You must speak to them, Creed,” Odessa pleaded. “As much as you want to hide your voice and keep it for me, which is the sweetest thing,” Odessa trailed her finger over his lips. “The truth must come out. Even the Cerulean Moon Kingdom will be present once everything is in its place.”

Creed placed his forehead on hers. “We must avenge your mother, we must avenge Amora, and when your father returns, you can explain to him who you are. You have a father, Creed,” her eyes softened, “you have part of your genuine family still here in this world.” Creed's eyes warmed at her words.

His fawn always knew the right words to comfort him. His lips lowered to hers, kissing her lovingly. Creed groaned, feeling the pain between his legs, but he dared not to say a word to his fawn. She was tired, and he would not sheath his beast until the effects of the witch-hazel had taken place.

“Prince Charming.” Odessa’s eyes hooded. “There are other ways I can pleasure you, you know?” Creed let out a harsh breath. His Dragon purring loudly at his mate’s touches.

“Let me take care of you as you have taken care of me, because that is what lovers do.” Odessa gave Creed a peck on the lips, trailing down his torso with her hot bated breaths. Her warm tongue licked around the base of his shaft, finally engulfing him whole with her mouth.

Chapter Fifty

Odessa

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