by Tara Gill
I recognized his tone. It was his teaching tone. When he placed me in a hypothetical situation and asked me the best way to achieve my objective. Not only was I expected to expound on my choice but also defend it with logic. I think he was trying to make me think strategically.
"Um, well I could have climbed a tree or even flown."
Apparently, dragonhearts couldn't fly exactly, but with some practice and concentration, I could learn to levitate. The lessons for that hadn’t started though. “Or I could just have magicked myself to the castle, I guess," I added.
"Yes, like we just did. Sometimes prey can freeze in front of a predator. Instant response is always best. A good defensive move is to vacate the scene when possible. But never forget offensive measures are also an option."
"Like your growl. It scared the predator away."
“True. But there are offensive measures that you are good at. With sufficient presence of mind, you could have wielded those to great effect."
"Like fire," I said, struck.
He nodded. "Fire would have been effective. As would have other options too, like metal." He sighed. “We will work on it. Now come here."
A plate of food appeared on the table. Since it held my favorites I didn't make the mistake of thinking it was for him. Apparently, dragons being creatures of magic, didn't need to eat. Drekk could survive years of not eating though he usually hunted once daily, just for the fun of it.
As for me, I was adjusting to not needing to eat more than a meal a day. It seemed I could go days without food too. My energy levels were higher than ever. But I liked food and Drekk liked to feed me, so we invariably ended up in this position—me in his lap and him feeding me by hand. I liked letting him take care of me and he loved feeding me, so it was a win-win.
He kissed me in between feeding me bites and soon the food was abandoned and pushed aside. He placed me on the dining table and feasted on me till I was limp and dazed. Then he carried me upstairs.
I parted from him at the door of our bedchamber, wanting to freshen up. Once in the bathroom, I opened the cabinet. I had not forgotten that Drekk wanted to take me in my other channel. When he touched me there during bedplay, I always came more forcefully so I was not completely against it.
Still I was rather uncomfortable with the idea. When I hinted to Drekk why, he had procured for me a device. It came along with illustrations, which made it clear how to use it.
It had been a couple of weeks since Drekk had given it to me and I had never had the courage to try it till now. Drekk had never asked but I knew he was curious to see what I'd decide to do. Whatever I decided, I knew also he would accept it because he loved me unconditionally and accepted me as I was.
But I still wanted to try it. After all, anything new Drekk introduced me to always ended in mind-boggling pleasure.
Opening the parchment, I studied the illustrations.
***
When I opened the bathroom door, Drekk was lying languidly on the bed studying the sky through the transparent ceiling. He was nude. I dropped my towel and walked over unclothed to him.
He inhaled, eyes running over me. His pupils dilated.
While he had given me pleasure downstairs, he hadn't taken any for himself. Once I'd asked him about that as it seemed that he gave me many times more pleasure that he took from me. He had only said that he found great delight in bringing me to my woman’s pleasure and had proved it, for hours, leaving me blushing and speechless.
Drekk’s skin gleamed with moisture. He must have used one of the other bathrooms. His eyes never left me as his hand stroked his erect cock lazily.
"Drekk,” I said throatily, “Have I been neglecting you?"
I crawled over to him on all fours on the bed and his eyes fell to my dangling breasts. I moved so I was over him, my breasts over his face. He tipped his chin up and captured a nipple, gently tugging at it from between his teeth and tried to take my whole breast in his mouth. My breasts were not enormous, but they weren't small either, so he could only succeed partially. He sucked so hard that I could feel every pull between my legs, each pull, pain mixed with pleasure.
I moaned, my head moving from side to side fighting the contrasting sensations. Drekk shifted his mouth to my other breast, but I pulled away.
"Come here," he said, kneeling and reaching for me.
I stayed where I was. "I have something to tell you. “
He frowned, moving to hold me lightly, both of us on our knees on the bed. "What is it?" he asked, lifting my chin with his fingers. His face held reassurance, patience and the heated embers of growing passion.
My whole body blushing, I told his chest, “I used that device...the one you got me.”
He was still a moment, then his hand on my back moved down over my backside to between my cheeks. "Here?" he asked throatily, his fingers stroking, exploring, probing.
I had cleaned and oiled myself, so he could feel the oil. I didn't need to answer but I nodded.
"Oh, sweetheart," he groaned. “I have to see this." He picked me up like a rag doll and arranged me on the bed on all fours facing the head of the bed. He placed several pillows below my hips and lowered my head and arms to the bed. It was reminiscent of the way he had taken me the first time in the cave.
Kneeling behind me, he gently spread my cheeks and touched my back entrance. “Such a pretty pink pucker."
The tip of his thumb moved in and out, stretching me. His finger entered me slowly. Because of the oil, he slid in easily and didn't stop until he was in me to the knuckle. He pulled out and this time two fingers tried to find their way inside of me. It was a bit of a pinch, but it also seemed to touch all sorts of erogenous zones inside me. I felt stretched inside and started to moan. My hips began moving back towards him involuntarily.
"Do you like it sweetheart?" he asked as his fingers moved in me. I could only moan in response.
"If you don't answer, I’ll stop.” He kept his word, his fingers stopping within me.
Ugh, you ...dragon. If you don’t get back to doing what you were, I'll...I'll…
You'll what sweetheart?
His voice was amused. He was enjoying this.
"Ugh. You know…that I can't…I can't," I panted, “concentrate when you touch me like that."
"What? Do you mean when I touch you here?" A gentle touch at my pucker and then he was gone.
"Nooo,..," I groaned.
"Or like this?" He slammed both his fingers into me all at once and started thrusting vigorously. I screamed and panted as he drove me higher and higher. When he pinched my nub, I went flying through the stars.
When I returned to my senses, Drekk was trying to put three thick fingers into me. I reared trying to push him off.
"I can’t, Drekk. I need a respite."
"No respite," he gritted out. “You are going to take whatever I give you, every finger I put in you. Don't worry. I'll make sure you are ready."
His three fingers made his way inside me, gradually stretching me wider than I'd ever been. They were greased, so it wasn't that bad, but it was still a strain for my muscles back there.
Soon he was pushing in and scissoring the fingers inside me. I jerked and groaned continuously. It felt as if I was so wide and open now. "Enough,” I moaned into the bed. “Come inside me now."
Drekk adjusted himself behind me. I could feel his hot erection at my entrance. He pressed the head of his cock against me and it pushed against my pucker.
I felt forced by his member, as it eventually won its way through and the head entered me. The sensations were incomparable. I didn't know how to handle it, it felt like more than my body could contain and I went a bit wild. Tearing the bed clothes, fighting to get away from under Drekk, moaning and gasping and grunting. Sweat dripped off my face.
"Drekk," I gasped," I…I can't...I need you.”
"Wait, dearling. I will take care of you." Drekk’s voice was choked. More of him entered me and the feeling was indescribable. Every sl
ide of him inside seemed to rub against so many sensitive places. As he pushed and pushed inside me, my body became one giant nerve. I began trembling.
When all of him entered me, he shouted. By that time, I was beyond words, completely mindless.
"All right sweetheart?" He stroked over my back with shaking hands.
"Uh-huh." I nodded fervently into the pillow, my hair a sweaty tangled mess.
He pulled out and slid back into me all over again. All the sensations I'd felt before came back with double the intensity. My nerves were as sensitized when he was sliding out as when he was coming in. When he entered me, it was a pleasure-pain like no other. Soon the pain went, and the pleasure increased. I clenched on him.
"Love, don't do that," he panted out.
I did it again and again, just to be contrary. Besides it felt so good.
“Aaah.” He lost his control. Roaring to the skies, Drekk’s hands became claws at my hips. He grew larger inside me and slammed into me, the force of his entire weight in the forceful thrusts that ravaged me until I was screaming out into the bed, coming. His seed spilled into my sensitive insides, scalding hot. He bit my neck as I convulsed again. "My Lena," he muttered into my ear and licked his bite mark. “My treasure.”
"Drekk," I sighed hazily as I collapsed onto my front. Drekk was everywhere—all around me, inside my body, inside my mind, inside my senses.
“I love you Drekk," I said softly before my mind gave up under the overload of sensation and went under.
***
After a nap, Drekk took me up on his back to the grassy lower slopes of the mountain ranges for a picnic followed by a practice-session for my magic. The location was gorgeous, and we had an ideal view of almost the entire land.
“Wow,” I murmured. “This place is so beautiful.”
It was so different from how it used to be. So was my life. I couldn’t believe so much had changed in the past week.
“Yes, it is,” Drekk said softly, looking at me.
I laughed and skipped over to the blanket on which a picnic basket lay. Upon examination it turned out to contain honey cakes and my favorite wine.
Ah, the dragon knew all my weaknesses.
Seated, a goblet of wine in hand, I patted my lap invitingly. “Lie here and tell me more about your childhood. Were you very naughty?”
He turned from scanning the far horizon—which seemed to extend further every day—and obeyed me.
Between sips from my goblet and kisses from my lips, he told me stories from his childhood at the age of the dawn of the dragons. Amid exclamations and laughter, I asked more questions, which he answered patiently as another day slowly came to an end.
THE END
Epilogue
Drekk
Wings flapping lazily, Drekk flew out to the far edge of his land. He had sensed a disturbance and wanted to check on it. His delicious little thief was worn out and asleep on the boat. He would have to hurry back before she woke.
The land extended here farther than it did yesterday, but not more than it had in earlier ages. He slowed down.
Were those geoglyphs?
Drekk swooped down to examine the lines.
The glyphs looked familiar, yet he could not recall what the symbol might mean. Civilizations had once conveyed messages to dragons that could be seen when they flew high above in the sky. But this was not one he knew that well. He walked around it, examining it from all sides,
And exhaled. Was it possible?
He glanced up.
Beyond where he stood, tall cliffs towered into the skyline, entirely covered with snow. In fact, this entire area that had sprung up out of nowhere appeared frozen.
The ice encroached even more as he watched.
No. Not yet, Drekk said to the land.
The encroachment stopped.
Ice dragons were rare and surmised to have become extinct many ages ago. Drekk himself could recall seeing a few when he was in the dawn of his life, but not after. Vicious, with the power to unmake anything and everything—including other dragons—they elicited fear even among dragonkin.
Yet if the glyphs were to be believed Lena would have a male child and it would be an ice dragon. The very land was preparing for the arrival of the child—who would ideally need subzero conditions to thrive.
Thoughts raced as considerations for Lena, his son and what this child would mean for all dragons swept through his mind. He would be the first dragon child born in centuries and the first ice dragon born in ages uncounted.
In his heart, though Drekk was exultant. Lena was to be with child! He was going to be a father!
The dragon roared. It was a jubilant roar.
Masses of snow toppled over from the cliffs as the sound echoed through the air.
He would have to raise an ice dragon!
But then he settled himself. Above all he would always put his little thief.
And Lena was not yet ready to be a mother. And perhaps he wasn't ready to share her either.
Besides, the glyphs said that conception would happen sometime soon but not that it had occurred already. Drekk was grateful for the sign, and he would prepare, but he would also enjoy the time with his dragonheart and live in the moment. His senses expanded to check on Lena. She was stirring.
I will be back soon, little one. He sent a glimpse of him flying in his dragon form across to her.
She pouted. You could have taken me. It’s been a while since I rode with you.
I will take you flying tonight. There will be three moons out and you know the night will be magical.
You don't need the help of moons to make our nights magical dragon, she said stretching. I need the bathroom. She left to use the facilities in the lower chambers of the pleasure boat.
Drekk flew faster wanting to join her now that she was awake—whether in bed play or another sort of play. He was always hungry for her. Sometimes the hunger was soothed for a time, but it always built up again, never permanently eased.
Millenia ago, he had been a hunter, a teacher, wise, cunning and steady amidst other dragons, many lost to greed or anger or other capricious passions. His job had been to knock heads together, train them and make young dragons work in concert, for their own good.
It was not an easy responsibility. Dragons were the opposite of straightforward, and quick to take insult. They could also be contrary and moody. But he had persevered and led them for generations.
As their alpha.
Until he had become weary.
When the stars had hinted at signs that his dragonheart was yet to be born and that he had a long wait ahead of him, after much contemplation he had decided to Sleep.
With no one to center him, the years had made him cynical, arbitrary and quick to terrible rages. His parents had long passed into the Eternal Flame.
Instinct had made him choose this realm even though it was a Dragonhaeme no more. When Drekk had first felt her presence in his half-mind, he couldn't believe that this long-awaited moment was coming to pass.
He’d examined her mind and found her resourceful, smart and beautiful, in and out. But she was also wary, lonely and hungry for love. Like him in many ways. all she wanted was a mate of the soul.
Without wasting time, he had taken her. Although he took his time bringing Lena into his world, careful not to spook her.
Lena was cautious, leery of entering even his mind.
Though she got impatient of waiting for answers at times. He grinned, sharp fangs glinting in the daylight at the memory of when she had chained and interrogated him.
Lena hadn't known that the chains were only meant for the dragonheart and had no control over him. But Drekk had been happy to play along. He quite enjoyed being tortured with pleasure by his thief. He’d observed that Lena was rather pleased with her feminine wiles too.
Her expression of wide-eyed surprise and dawning delight when she had him groaning and shuddering was so cute. For days after that he had caught her sporting a sma
ll secret grin at random times. She also carried herself with more confidence.
His young Lena was becoming a woman—clever, strong and sensual. It was a privilege to watch it happen.
No way was he sharing the truth about the chains. He grinned again. Maybe it could be her turn to be bound soon.
Nearing the lake, Drekk reached the boat and landed on the deck, shifting into his human form, wings vanishing. As he made his way downstairs to the large bedroom, Lena came up the corridor to meet him.
He literally heated up. His hands turned into claws, his breath speeded.
Lena was wearing the jewels he'd set out for her in the jewel box. It was a game between them. He placed whatever he wanted her to wear and waited for her to wear them. She'd surprise him with the adornments when he least expected it. Drekk wasn't in a hurry though, he had enough jewels to surprise her for an eternity.
But the ones she was wearing were provocative. For one she was wearing only the jewelry, no clothes. They also adorned her body most seductively.
A heavy chain with a large teardrop-shaped yellow-diamond pendant landed squarely between her breasts. Two chains hung below the pendant, the ends attached up to the tip of her breasts where tiny diamonds winked from each rosy nipple.
Apart from the necklace, she wore no other jewelry but a clip on her pleasure nub. It ran the length of her nub. Delicate chains hung down from both the sides of her clip. It clamped her and with every step stimulated her as the chains danced gently. He went down on one knee, mesmerized with awe.
Was this female given to be his? Spirited, brave, filled with so much promise? He couldn't believe he owned this goddess and would have the pleasure of watching her grow to her full potential.
"Oh, little one, If I'd only known that you'd be mine, I would have waited twice the time for you." Drekk’s voice was awed, and he was a man enslaved.
She stopped before him, her eyes moist. Her chained breasts were right in front of his face, but he raised his hand to wipe her tears with tender fingers. Drekk bent and kissed her stomach. This was the belly that would bear him a son and he adored her even more for it.