A Drogons' Fate Epilogue: SciFi Alien Soul Mates Romance (A Drogons Fate Series Book 6)

by T. J. Quinn

  “Find a way to get their assistance on this. They can give us a head start we need, and after that, I’m sure our security staff will be able to develop our own system,” Haakon asked his friend.

  "I'll do my best. We have been so concentrated in our population problems; we might have neglected our security,” Asgar admitted.

  “It’s a matter of priorities. There won’t be much to look after if we don’t find a way to make our population grow to reasonable levels,” Fritjof pointed out. “Finding reproductive mates was more important.”

  “Yes, but it’s time to get back on track,” Asgar added.

  “Just be discreet and keep it low. There’s no need to let the universe know we’re not as protected as they think we are. The last thing we need is a war on our own planet,” Haakon warned them.

  They discussed a few other matters, but Haakon's mind drifted to Rosalind. He wanted to go back to her as soon as possible. Though he wanted to take her conversion slowly, he still felt the same craving passion for her. He was sure he would always feel the same way.

  Rosalind found Erin at the labs. She was still trying to find out why the drogon females didn't have baby girls.

  “Hey there… any good news?” she asked as she entered the room.

  “No… it’s beyond my understanding.” She got up and greeted her friend with a tight hug. “But I have discovered that unlike our people, the drogons share the responsibility for the definition of the babies’ genre. They both have what we call X and Y chromosome,” she continued, as she returned to her seat.

  “That should increase their possibilities, right?” Rosalind asked, taking a seat next to her friend.

  “You would think so, but actually I don’t believe. You see when they both have the two chromosomes the possible combinations increase. It's harder to match two Xs."

  “Could that be the problem?”

  “I don’t think so. So far, what I have been able to study shows that both men and women have an incredible shortage of Xs chromosomes,” the other women explained with a sad sigh.

  “Have you mentioned to them the fertilization in vitro?” she asked, curious.

  “Yes, I have, but Fritjof told me they wouldn’t even consider it. They won’t risk losing the embryos that aren’t able to nest on the woman's uterus,” she explained. "And the truth is, I don't even know if that's possible. After the babies are conceived, they enclosed themselves in some sort of egg and they don't come out of it until it's time to be born."

  “Oh… I had no idea. Isn’t that too different from us as to make possible compatibility?” Rosalind asked, intrigued.

  "I thought so too until I examined their sperm thoroughly. It’s pretty much like the ones from Earthling men.”

  “Well… pregnancies here will be quite a mystery.”

  “Yes, I know what you mean.” Her friend nodded. “Will you be staying here for a few days?”

  “I have no idea. We came because Haakon wanted to be with his brother, but Brynjar and Eleanor have left the capital.”

  Erin jumped out of her chair and walked around the table. “We’ve started the conversion process,” she said, suddenly. “Fritjof didn’t feel quite sure about it, but I managed to convince him.”

  Rosalind nodded. “Haakon’s drogon is very strong and he took my blood once more without being completely conscious of it,” she confessed. “Since it was the third time, he made me drink his, completing the conversion’s first step. He wasn’t very pleased at first, but I believe I’ve convinced him it’s for the best.”

  “Yes… we’ve done the first stage too,” Erin said, running her fingers through her blond hair. “I have to admit the whole breath of fire thing worries me a bit, but I still want to do it. I’m not shortening my time with him, out of fear.”

  "Yes, I feel the same way." She let out a sigh. "If Eleanor could survive it when she was so hurt, then I'm sure we'll be fine."

  “Exactly my point and that was what I told Fritjof.” She rubbed her temples. “Our life has changed so much in a very short period, but I have to admit I'm happier than ever. I want to live this new life as fully as I can."

  "I know the feeling, but they can be overprotective sometimes,” Rosalind grumbled.

  “Eleanor’s kidnap shook their bases. No one had ever penetrated the planet, and realizing they were exposed to that kind of danger was a warning call.”

  “Yes, I know. They trust too much on their own strength and their ability to heal,” she stated.

  “I’ve noticed that too. Despite their abilities as warriors, they can be a bit naïve about the scum that lives out there.”

  A soft gong sounded across the whole palace. It was dinner time, and the women went to meet their soulmates.

  Chapter 3

  The following morning, Haakon invited Rosalind to go to the beach. “We had a great time the first time we went there,” he said, with an alluring smile.

  “I know and I would love to,” she replied. “We must take some food and drinks and make a picnic on the beach,” she suggested.

  “Yes, I already arranged that.”

  “Hmmm… you were that sure I was going to say yes?” she asked him, faking a displeasure she didn’t really feel.

  He chuckled and closed the distance between them. “Let’s say I had high hopes,” he said, taking her in his arms.

  “Very well, then. Perhaps I’m lucky and the water is warm enough for me to swim in it,” she said, putting on a pair of leggings and a top Gil Ra had made for her.

  “We have pools for that, with heated water,” he informed her, with a scowl. The drogons were very fond of the cold.

  “You do? How come I’ve never seen any?” she asked him, surprised.

  “I guess you’ve never asked,” he said shrugging.

  “You’ll have to show it to me. I love swimming.”

  “I’ll take you there when we return from the beach.”

  She nodded, cradling his face and kissing him. "Thank you; I would love that very much."

  He kissed her back, deepening the kiss until they were both breathless. “Let’s go now, or we won’t leave the room,” he said with a scowl.

  She chuckled but agreed with him. He was right. They had no trouble losing themselves on the haze of pleasure.

  They left the palace and a few minutes later they were parking his vehicle at the top of the ravine. In a blink of an eye, he spread his wings and lowered the bags with the food and all they would need for their picnic before he came up again to pick her up.

  “Ready?” he asked her with a naughty smile. He knew she wasn’t very fond of heights, though she had gotten used to him flying her around.

  “I’m always ready for you,” she assured him.

  He picked her in his arms and flew her down to the beach. The day was simply perfect. It was warm, there wasn’t a cloud in the sky and even the breeze was warm.

  They set their stuff in the shadow of some bushes and soon, Rosalind had gotten rid of her shoes and leggings and ran to the water.

  “It’s too cold, Rosalind,” he warned her, but she didn’t pay much attention.

  She wanted to feel the waves kissing her naked feet.

  As she expected, the water wasn’t that cold. And she wanted to swim. She turned to look at him. “How private is this place?” she asked him, with a naughty grin on her face.

  “No one ever comes here. Our people aren’t very fond of cold water,” he answered with a self-deprecating smile.

  “Will you warm me when I come out?” she asked him, pulling her top over her head, getting completely naked. The drogons didn’t wear underwear.

  "Rosalind, I don't think that's a good idea…" he started saying, but she simply laughed and threw her top at him, before she ran to the water.

  Yes, it was cold, but not too cold. She had swum in more frigid waters. She made a perfect dive into the orange water and felt she was in paradise. She swam as much as she could under the water before she came out
a few yards away from the beach.

  Haakon was there, with his wings ready in case he had to get her, with a deep frown.

  “It’s amazing,” she shouted at him.

  He nodded, but his frown was still there. She chuckled and swam for a little while longer.

  When she finally came out of the water, he was still there waiting for her. She was shuddering a little bit, but she had enjoyed every minute of it.

  “Are you happy now?” he asked her in a scolding tone.

  “Yes… I had missed this more than I thought,” she replied with a wide smile.

  He couldn’t resist her happiness and ended up laughing as well. “Hmmm… now spread your arms and legs and I’ll dry you,” he offered, his eyes already showing his arousal at the sight of her naked body.

  She did as asked and soon he was blowing hot air in her direction. It only took him a few seconds to dry her whole body.

  “Thank you,” she said, closing the distance between them and wrapping her arms around his neck, pressing her body against his, feeling his hard cocks poking her stomach.

  “You’re welcome.” He smiled and leaned over to claim a fiery kiss from his lips, as he picked her in his arms and carried her to the rug they had laid over the sand. “But I’m sure you can find a better way to thank me, don’t you think?” he asked her, laying her on the rug.

  “How can I possibly do that?” she asked back, teasing him.

  He took off his suit and kneeled between her legs, spreading them. “Offering me the best feast I could be granted,” he replied, with a wicked grin.

  He already had both his cocks out, but Rosalind wasn’t sure he was aware of that. She could tell he was very aroused and so was she.

  “It’s all yours,” she said, welcoming him into her arms.

  He leaned over to kiss her once more, as his body joined hers, skin on skin. “Have I told you lately how much I love you?” he whispered in her ear.

  “Yes… but I never get tired of hearing those words,” she assured him.

  “I love you… I love you… I love you…” he said, interspersing every word with a kiss.

  “I love you too.”

  Kisses and caresses soon replaced the words and any coherent thought, as they got entangled in their passion.

  He used his fingers and mouth to guide her to paradise a few times before he finally took her, thrusting both his cocks deep inside her.

  She had no way to describe the pleasure she felt when he was so deep inside her. Each thrust felt amazing, as her walls clenched around his hard cocks, trying to capture him inside her.

  His growls mimicked her moans as they traveled the path to paradise and when the waves of the powerful orgasm finally crashed over them, it felt amazing.

  She sobbed and quivered in his arms as he groaned and shuddered, taken by the pleasure rushing through his veins.

  She saw his fangs coming out as he leaned forward to take her blood once more, but this time, she wanted him aware of what he was doing.

  “Are you sure you want this?” she asked him, cradling his face.

  “Yes, my love. No more doubts,” he replied, with a smile on his face as he pushed himself deeper inside her once more, ripping a heartfelt moan from her lips.

  “Then I’m all yours,” she said dropping her hands to his shoulders and allowing him to take her left breast.

  She remembered his words the first time he had taken her blood, describing the way it enhanced the pleasure, and he was right. Even after such powerful orgasm, she could feel yet another one building inside her. One that exploded fast, sending her swirling into that world of pleasure and bliss they conjured each time they were together.

  She was still lost in the haze of pleasure when he pressed his wrist against her lips, offering his own blood, while he poured his essence deep inside her.

  After a few moments, he collapsed next to her and pulled her to his chest, while they allowed their bodies to return to normal slowly.

  “Now, I need another bath in the sea,” she said in an amused tone.

  He chuckled and pushed her closer. “Later… right now I just want to feel you close to me.”

  “So… this was the second stage?” she asked him, tilting her head to look him in the eyes.

  “Yes, it was.” He confirmed. “Are you feeling weak or dizzy after it?” he asked her, running his fingers down her long blond mane.

  "Not at all. I've never felt any better,” she assured him and she was telling him the truth.

  She didn’t know if it was his blood working its miracles on her or that she was slowly converting, but she was feeling great.

  “I’m glad to hear that,” he said kissing the top of her head.

  “We’ll be fine, love. Trust me,” she assured him, kissing his chest gently before she jumped up from the rug. "I'm hungry… so I'll take a quick bath while you prepare the food,” she said, with a naughty grin.

  He chuckled and nodded, as she headed towards the sea, diving once more into its cold waters and swimming for a few minutes before she returned to the beach.

  They had a great day, eating, chatting, swimming, after she finally convinced him to join her on the water and just being there, together.

  She had never felt so close to another person as she felt with him.

  They returned to the palace feeling great.

  Haakon went straight to the king's office to meet his father and Rosalind decided she needed a short nap. Suddenly, she was feeling tired so she thought some rest would refresh her.

  She was still sleeping when he returned to their rooms. He took a seat on the bed and caressed her face, waking her up. “Hi… are you feeling alright?” he asked her, a bit concerned.

  She yawned. “Yes… I was just a bit tired, so I decided to have a nap.”

  “You don’t usually take naps,” he stated, furrowing his brows.

  “I guess I overdid with the swimming after so long without doing anything.” She dismissed his concern.

  He didn’t look convinced but didn’t insist. “Are you hungry? The night meal will be ready in a few minutes.”

  “Yes… I’m starving. I’ll take a shower and we can join the others. How was your afternoon?” she asked him, as she headed to the shower.

  "It was alright, though I can't wait for Brynjar to return so that we can go back home,” he replied following her and leaning against the door frame.

  “I have to admit I miss the mountains myself,” she said, amused. “And I used to consider myself a city girl.”

  “I’m glad to hear that. Though I can survive a few days here, I don’t think I would be able to live permanently here,” he said, with a concerned tone.

  “You won’t have to, I promise,” she said as she finished showering.

  He handed her a towel and gave her a lascivious smile. “Are you sure you’re hungry?” he asked her, watching her drying her voluptuous body.

  She waved her index in his face. “Don’t even think about it… I’m too hungry,” she warned him, putting on one of the tunics she had grown used to wearing when she was at home.

  “I’m sure we have time,” he insisted, coming behind her, when she was combing her hair.

  “Of course, not… besides, I just took a shower…” she protested, as he pressed his hard cock against her hips.

  “It will be fast… I promise…” he said, kissing and nibbling her earlobes, while he pulled her tunic up, and making her spread her legs.

  "Haakon… please…" she moaned when he slid his finger deep inside her throbbing pussy.

  “Please stop or please more?” he teased her, thrusting a second finger inside her, one in each entrance.

  Rosalind rested her hands on the counter in front of her, leaning her head down as her body shuddered under the waves of pleasure his fingers were arousing in her. “More… please…” she moaned, unable to resist.

  He bit her earlobe a bit harder as he pulled her hips towards his and replaced his fingers with his h
ard cocks. She was so ready for him; he had no trouble sliding his cocks deep inside her. The passion between them was raw, powerful, so intense it had them swirling in the hurricane of pleasure and bliss in no time.

  She was totally lost in her pleasure when she felt him burying his fangs in her neck. The surge of pleasure that blasted through her whole body was amazing. She let out a loud cry and her body leaned forward. Only Haakon's arm wrapped around her chest kept her in place until they both collapsed over the counter.

  Unlike the other times, Rosalind started to feel strange right after he licked the tiny holes on her neck. He hadn’t offered her his blood, so she guessed it didn’t count as one of the stages… but something wasn’t right.

  “Haakon… I’m not feeling well…” she muttered, trying to fight the awful weakness she was feeling.

  Startled, he slid out of her and carried her to the bed, slashing his wrist and giving her his blood. "Colborn said it had to be the blood from your left breast,” he grumbled as she took his blood.

  She tried to tell him she was feeling better, but the minute she took her lips from his wrist, life fled her body and she went limp in his arms.

  The pleasure rushing through his body was so overwhelming, he didn’t realize Rosalind had lost consciousness. When he heard her words, his heart froze for a split second. This couldn’t be happening. According to Colborn, he had to take her blood from her left breast for it to count, but now he wasn’t sure. Could it be possible he had just entered the third stage of the conversion?

  Shaking, he had taken her to the bed and given her blood, hoping for the best. But the minute he saw her pass out in his arms, he knew this was it. This was the moment.

  He kissed her cold lips once before he took a deep breath and blew inside her mouth the breath of fire, praying to all the magical forces of the universe to do it right.

  He wasn’t ready to lose her. He would never be.

  Blue flames came out of his mouth into her body, traveling all the way to the center of her core.

  Not sure how much he needed, he used the same amount he had used on wounded warriors. He was about to step away from her when a sudden blast of energy threw him out of bed.