Accepting the Dragon (Year of the Dragon)

by Malori, Reana

  He continued to thrust into her, shifting so he could pull one of her nipple into the moist cavern of his mouth. She could hear him murmuring, as if speaking to her, but for the life of her she couldn’t seem to pay attention to anything he was trying to say. Talking could come later…much later. Sheila trembled, her internal muscles clamping around him tightly, as if begging him to fall with her this time. A crescendo of pleasure spiraled through her body as he lifted her hips in time to match each powerful thrust of his body. Her inner muscles convulsed around him as ecstasy tore through her one final time. With a guttural cry that seemed torn from the depths of his soul, his mouth released her turgid nipple and he joined her on the other side.

  *****

  The next morning as the sun peaked through the sheer curtains, Sheila snuggled deeper in the covers, not wanting to move. She was much too comfortable and her body much too sore to try and move too fast. Lucky for her, their first round of lovemaking was just that—the first round. It seemed that the man was insatiable, and she loved every single minute. They would take breaks every once in a while, and it was during those times that Takashi would tell her the things he had kept private so long. His youth; growing up on the wrong side of the tracks, and all the trouble he had gotten into as a result of the chip on his shoulder. How he was adopted by his family and given responsibility, not only for his immediate family but for those around him.

  He even explained what happened to the tip of his little finger on the left hand. Yubitsume for someone he held dear. He had taken on the responsibility for their mistake once, and only once. It broke her heart to hear how that person had not learned from Takashi’s sacrifice and ultimately had to pay his own price.

  During one of the early morning conversations, he told her a fantastic story about Asian dragons and how they were revered as water deities, not only in the Japanese culture, but other Asian cultures as well. Although he never said it, Sheila was certain that this story was his way of introducing her to what she had seen in the water when she arrived at his house. As she drifted off to sleep, she heard him whisper, “I’ll share my secret with you tomorrow. Sleep well, love.”

  Finally deciding to get out of bed, she freshened up and made her way downstairs. Her stomach was growling and she really needed some food. As she went in search for food, coffee, Takashi—whichever came first—something triggered in her mind about the conversation last night and she made her way to the private pool area. Her ears picked up the sound of the water splashing as someone swam around and she knew Takashi was in his other form.

  Opening the door, she quietly made her way over to one of the chairs and watched his sleek dragon form slice through the water. At one point, his entire length leapt into the air in dazzling circles, his shimmery skin almost hurting her eyes with its beauty. Oh God, how I love this man. He quickly dove back into the water and less than a minute later, Takashi was rising out of the pool like a gloriously naked water God.

  “Hi Love.” He shook his hair , spraying droplets of cold water in her direction

  “Oh you! Cut that out!” Handing him a towel, she looked at him with a new appreciation. “Your dragon form is beautiful Takashi.” At his low chuckle, she continued, “Does it shock you that I believed you so easily?” Her gaze automatically shifted to his beautiful manhood, which had given her so much pleasure the night before.

  “No, not at all. It simply means you truly are my soul mate, my heart’s desire.” He grabbed her and lifted her up, her legs instinctively wrapping around his waist.

  “Takashi, what are we going to do about work?” She had tried not to think about it, but her mind wouldn’t let go of the thought.

  “Why nothing, of course. I own the company and my family is the Board of Directors. What will anyone say? You’ll be my wife and that will be the end of it.”

  Shocked, she almost fell backwards. “Your wife? Takashi, what about your family?”

  “Don’t worry about them. My older brother is on his way now to give the Kumichi-san’s blessing of our union. We’ll be unique, love, but this dragon has found his mate—that’s all that matters.”

  “Wait, so I’ll be meeting your brother today? Oh goodness, I need to change and buy a new outfit and get my hair done.” She couldn’t meet his family like this. Her mother would never let her hear the end of it if she found out.

  Takashi lifted her over his shoulder as he walked naked into the main house. “Takashi, where are you taking me? Put me down!”

  For all her troubles, all she got was a smack on the butt. Not painful, but enough to let her know that Takashi was ready for some playtime. Oh hell, his brother would be all right. It was time for her to take care of her dragon.