by Aurora Reid
“Thank you.” She gave him what was probably way too much tip.
She was amazed at all the people around as she hurried in through the doors. New York City swarmed with people, even in the tower of the media building, there were crowds going back and forth in the lobbies, more than she’d meet in a month back home. She headed up to the top floor.
They welcomed her in open arms like she was the guest of honor, like she was a freaking queen.
“I have no idea what to do. This is my first time doing an interview. Help me!”
“You'll get hair and makeup, and you'll be coached on everything, don't you worry,” the cheerful lady said, then raised a bowl of candy. “Candy?”
She might be nervous to go on TV, but she couldn't deny a Kit Kat bar. She munched on it, and seconds later, her handler brought her to the back. They did her hair and makeup, and during the whole process, she was talking about one thing.
Bringing her family on screen with her.
They had Face Time, plenty of devices with all the kids about.
Her assistant was maybe a little too into it. “That's a great idea. You've got that wholesome, sexy next door neighbor thing going. And you've got curves, girl. You've got curves to die for! You're a superstar. Go for the wholesome thing, then you can start showing those busties on the front page of Rolling Stone.”
“Sure,” Cass said, feeling pretty simple indeed. “Let’s just get me through this interview first.”
The questions gone over, her parents live feed linked up, they placed her on the chair in front of the interviewer.
This is my chance to escape. I'm going to run like my life depends on it.
She got into position. She thought she should’ve been nervous or scared.
Instead, she was angry.
Ready....
Set...
Action!
Cass found unknown confidence when the cameras rolled. As the questions kept coming, she answered each one with humility and grace.
They were getting close to wrapping up when the reporter asked her, “Is there anything else you'd like to tell America?”
This was what she’d been waiting for.
“Yes, there is, I'd like to introduce my hardworking, loving family, because no one can do it by themselves, and I believe they deserve the spotlight just as much as me.” She smiled while sitting there as her whole family came on the screen.
“Hi, Cass, so happy to be here,” her mom shouted. “I'm so proud of you.” She blushed. Hearing how she would be babied on live TV, she almost regretted it.
“Thanks, Mom. Please don’t get too excited. I don’t want to be embarrassed.”
“Aww, I won’t embarrass you, honey!”
Too late.
As her family continued to introduce themselves, they showed themselves to the public, which meant Jae wouldn't harm them, at least not until the press winded down. He might want to keep her, but he wanted to keep his place in the league even more, that gemmed championship ring one of the most highly prized treasures one could attain.
Jae wouldn't touch her family. Because now like Cass, they were stars.
The segment began to wrap up. With her plans running so smoothly, she stopped the reporter.
“Wait,” she said, smiling into the camera with her most precious smile. They didn’t know this smile was anything but heartfelt. It was a huge “fuck you” to Jae.
“I'd like to announce my departure from being Jae's personal trainer. I am now entering free agency. If any teams would like to talk to me about joining, I'm free to talk. Thank you.”
It was finished. Everyone congratulated her as she was swept away by the crew. It was all a blur around her.
She was unable to pay attention, because Cass finally felt free.
12
Time to play. Time to show what he could do. It was the first game for Nico of the season, and he expected to run over the other team, the San Antonio Spartans. Jae would be on that team. That didn't matter so much. No matter how much he looked forward to crushing him, he was more interested in Cass.
Cass was on his team now.
And it wasn’t Nico who had pulled the strings. It had been Cass.
Somehow, she’d gotten away from Jae.
Nico palmed a ball as he walked down the long hall to the locker room. Cameras followed him, the hype for his return to the game surreal after his downfall last year. Now, more than six games later, he was set to return, either to epically fail or succeed. Ratings would love either one.
He knew the truth. He was stronger, faster, and more determined than he'd ever been.
“Are you worried about your Achilles?”
“How do you feel about your last performance? Will it still bother you?”
“You seem to be in excellent shape, how did your training go?”
The reporters’ questions were never ending. Nico ignored them as he wasn't under contract to answer them before the game. They would get their answers once he hit the field.
In the locker room, he spotted Cass and a heatwave ran through his body. She wore a short-sleeved Outlaw jersey and a matching pair of shorts, her curvaceous figure awakening his dragon, who wanted to chase the others out. Right now.
But she ignored him, instead trying to pass him by, keeping her head low.
“Hi, Cass,” he said, his voice deep and growly.
“Hi, Nico.” She smiled wide then, like the angels beaming him up to dragon Valhalla. She came even closer, her lips almost to his ear. “Surprised to see me?”
She strutted by, those sexy curves mesmerizing.
“You're just going to leave me like that?”
“I've got a job to do,” she yelled back to him. “I'll see you out there.”
Nico chuckled to himself. That was just like her. But she was right, perhaps it was better for him not to tell her how he really felt now. Otherwise, he'd have her pressed against a locker.
Nico went to get changed. He prepared for battle.
His number one adversary in this game would be Jae, number one defender, who got off on sacking the quarterback.
Nico would humiliate him tonight. He was sure of it.
The silver dragon rose from the ashes, showing all how foolish they had been to dismiss him. His wounds and his mind healed, he threw each pass laser-guided, landing on the numbers on their chests.
By the second quarter, they were up by 21. To everyone, even the fans, this game seemed over. Especially in the fourth quarter when they scored another touchdown, keeping the score up to 21 over.
Nico dodged Jae many times. Every time he threw a touchdown, he made sure to dance in his direction. There was a lot of thrusting involved.
Jae steamed, but there was nothing he could do, as he couldn't transform into his dragon on the field, which was explicitly against the rules. If he did, the military would be called again or other shifter agencies in order to bring him to justice.
This was a comeback story that everyone could love.
Fourth quarter, he couldn't stop thinking about Cass.
There was no way he would let her go. They were so close now, and since he wasn't forbidden from reaching her, he had a sweet plan.
Their team was up by enough where they were going to pull their starters and put in substitutions. This one was over.
What a dragon claimed, could never be unclaimed, and Nico was sure that she was his mate, his mate for life. No matter what happened, fate would bring them together, and it just so happened that fate shone down on them tonight, because of the moves she'd made.
Now he would make his own move for her.
They had the ball again, and this was all but over, the Spartans unable to come ahead in the time remaining. Nico took the ball, running with it as far as he could. The hit against him wasn't debilitating, but he fell to the ground, selling it like it was.
The crowd quieted.
Holding his shoulder, he stayed down. The team surrounded him. They helped him up and he staggered ba
ck to the line while favoring that side. The coach called him back to check on him.
At the sidelines, he told Coach Howard where he needed to go. He needed to be with Cass.
“I trust her. Let Cass see me.”
“Sure.” Why not?
Cass watched him from beyond the other trainers. She looked worried. For that, he felt sorry. It would all be explained soon enough.
He stood tall and called to her all the same. Bowing her head, she followed him as they made their way through the long stretch of tunnel to the back.
“Does it burn, or is it more like a sharp pain?”
The crowd was still silent outside. Nico tried not to laugh.
“Why are you laughing?” She was about to smack his arm when she recoiled. “Tell me how it hurts so I can help you.”
“Oh, it hurts, babe, but in a way that might make you blush.”
She was not amused and fell silent. They kept going until they were in a private locker room for rehabilitation. It had a rack of dumbbells, some showers in the back, and a massage table in the front.
Inside, she turned to him and placed a hand on his chest. “You've got to answer my questions seriously. I've got to help you.”
I know a way you can help. You can bend over and let me take you. Let me have you.
Let me claim you, mate you...that's how you can help.
Instead he said, “I faked it.”
Cass looked pissed, like she might slap him. But he smiled in face of that.
“What do you mean? You're faking it? Are you fucking crazy? This is your first game back.”
“Relax, we're up. It’s the last quarter. No chance of them winning. Subs are coming in anyway. Let the media go into a frenzy. Why not? I came back better than ever. No one expected that, except for you. You believed in me. You knew me. And so you should know, I would do anything to have you...”
With that, he placed his hands on her hips. Cass rocked back a little on her heels. Not enough to escape.
“That's insane. Do you know how many rumors you've started?”
“Forget that. They’ll see I’m fine in a day. I'm only concerned with you and me. That's number one.”
Nico's hands rose to her curvy hips, then higher to her waist. He pulled her closer. He pressed her against his already tenting uniform.
“What are you doing, Nico?”
“I'm doing what I've always wanted to do, but you wouldn't let me. I'm taking you as mine. Because you are mine, and I think you’ve known that since the first day we met.”
His lips came dangerously close to sealing hers, but he could see she could still use another push. Not because she wasn't horny as hell, but because she was trepid, he imagined because she'd never felt attraction like this.
“The game can wait. This can’t.”
He placed his lips on hers.
Whimpering against him, she didn’t move at first. Then she broke, letting him in completely. As he swung his tongue against hers, she came alive like spit fire, rolling and tumbling against his wicked tongue as it sought to claim her.
His hands caressed her shapely, lovely body. She had the most beautiful body, a body a dragon would love.
“Nico,” she moaned, letting him in deeper.
He was a dragon, fiery in resolve, taking what he wanted proudly, and he knew that Cass was his, rightfully his. His tongue swayed against her again, and then moved lower, so that he could hear more of her enticing cries, his tongue dancing around her sensitive neck.
She moaned sweetly and his cock responded to each one. It grew harder than ever.
“With me,” he told her, and then he lifted her up. He carried her over to the nearby massage table and laid her down.
Vulnerable, she looked up at him, wondering what he would do. Nico kissed her again to reassure her.
“No need to worry any longer. I will protect you, care for you, forever.”
To prove this, he threw her shirt over her head. Her eyes popped in shock.
Her bust was heavy, bulging against her bra. Nico loved her curves, loved the way they would jiggle with excitement.
His tongue curved down to the middle of her black bra. His tongue was long, deadly, a sexual dagger that would plunge inside her and break her. He intended to break her tonight, then have her as he wanted, begging and panting for more. Screaming out for him to finish inside her was what he wanted more than anything.
“Nico,” she moaned again.
When he heard his name from those hot lips, he dipped lower, getting to the beginning of her pants. She helped him then. His cock raged against his shorts, and as he undressed her, he rubbed it against her, letting Cass know how horny and ready he was.
“It's been a while,” she admitted.
“For me as well.”
He didn't tell her it had been about forty years since he last had sex. But it was natural now, his primal nature taking over, lapping as he pulled her black panties down.
Her sweet sex exposed, he dove right in. Her back slammed against the massage table, but it wouldn't hurt. What really hurt was waiting to get to fucking. His cock hurt, her pussy, he knew, hurt, by the way that she rocked and rolled her hips and the way her lips were swollen and juicy.
“So sweet. I want to eat you out all night.”
“Yes, I'll let you, yes, yes...” Cass cried as he put his lips to her swollen entrance and sucked and licked and flicked.
“You'd never survive,” he taunted her.
Cass scrunched her face, trying to hold on. She clawed against the table as his tongue swayed against her, and then higher, to her throbbing clit.
When she tried to escape, he pulled her back by those shaking hips. The more she shook, the hornier he got.
Until he couldn't wait any longer.
“Let me,” she said, hopping up onto her elbows.
But he wouldn't let her suck him off. Not now. There wasn't enough time.
“No. I want you now.”
“Okay,” she said again, her eyes wide with surprise. Nico dropped his pants, then stripped completely.
“Mmm, nice,” she said, her eyes all dreamy.
That drove him on. His dragon roared as he slowly pushed inside of her tight, warm pussy.
“Fucking hell, that's good,” he groaned.
In all his years, he never felt anything as good as that. Nico had seen plenty of jaw dropping sights, he'd done plenty of things that would give an adrenaline rush since he was after all a dragon.
But he'd never felt anything as good as being inside of Cass. And he’d dived from some pretty spectacular heights.
“Yes, Nico,” she cried out, calling him on.
Nico, on the table now, thrust into her. He took her slowly, building up as he broke her in. Every thrust was a piece of bliss.
“Yes, take me, take me,” she screamed.
Nico took her deeper in long strokes, filling her tight hole as Cass spread her legs wide, letting him hit her even deeper.
“I've never been fucked like this,” Cass said, her tits bouncing below him.
When he heard that, Nico could've came. In all of his years, he’d never been so turned on. As his cock slid into her, he leaned over, sucking on her tits.
He loved to see her blissed out face. Loved to see her body bouncing to each thrust. Loved to hear her crying out for more, more, more.
So he pulled out, pressed against her side, and shoved himself in to her end. As she was turned, he noticed scars marking her back, but he wasn’t about to stop now. Pulling her legs to the side, he sucked on her neck as he drove into her, sending her into an insurmountable orgasm.
“Mine, you are all mine. Come for me, Cass.”
“Yes, I'm yours!” she screamed as she came.
He pinned her to his chest from her quaking orgasm. She came and he powered into her, over and over, making her break out in a rosy flush.
“Fuck!” she shouted.
When she came down, he admonished her by spanking her ass
, calling her a naughty girl. That only caused hornier spasms from her. Her eyes opened from their high as he was out of her again, his cock ready to explode.
“Give it to me.” Cass pressed her breasts together.
He looked down at her, her hot tits perky and waiting. It took one pump of his fist to cover her breasts with his sticky seed. The dragon had left its mark.
Nico dipped in for a kiss.
She looked so tempting. He wanted to finish inside her now. That could wait. It would have to. He didn’t want to push her too far.
Cass was still coming down from her orgasm.
“You're claimed. All mine.”
She blinked, a tear ran down her cheek, and then she smiled up at him. “You're right. I know now.”
He thought they were over. She caught his triceps, pulling him in for another kiss, longer and lingering.
“When I met you, I knew you were the one. Don't ask me how, but if you didn't enter my life, I would've been so lost and confused. I would've...died.”
Nico tilted her toward his shimmering eyes.
“Don't worry about that now, enjoy your orgasm, because I don't have much longer until I...”
His eyes shuddered. Nico didn't want to pass out, but he was a dragon, a dragon who hadn't had sex in decades. Can you imagine what that orgasm must feel like, how much energy that must take from a man? His brains were shot out the end of his cock.
“I…”
Nico couldn't finish the sentence. Didn't even know what he wanted to say in the first place.
Without a worry in a world, the silver dragon shut his eyes next to his fated mate.
13
Who could blame him for passing out? If they were walking out like stiff legged pirates after sex, she certainly wasn't going to complain.
Nico still lay on the massage table. It had been ten minutes of watching him doze off. After she told him that she needed to leave, he groaned but she wasn't even sure if he comprehended.
“At least get your pants on before they come in,” she said as she got dressed.
Nico did as she asked.
“What are you going to tell them?”
“That you fixed me.” He winked at her. “Isn't that right?”