by Jada Cox
“And for what I need to show you,” he said.
Julian turned and took my face in his hands, looking into my eyes. “Cora, can I ask you to trust me?”
I looked into his eyes, and I wanted so much for him to kiss me. I wish he hadn’t said anything at dinner. I wish there hadn’t been any upset at all and that everything was alright. But he had, and all I wanted in the world was to be close to him, to make this all go away. And the only way to do that was to hear him out, to see what he had to actually show me.
I nodded.
Julian kissed me gently on the forehead before stepping back.
“I need to undress,” he said. “I’m not trying to be weird or anything, but I don’t really fit in my clothes when I do this. It’s a good way to ruin some better clothes.” He smiled, trying to be a little more light-hearted.
I didn’t return the smile. I couldn’t. My heart was pounding in my chest in anticipation.
Gracefully, he removed his shirt and trousers, kicking off his shoes and pulling off his socks. He didn’t even glance at the house to make sure no one was looking. He looked perfectly comfortable as he stripped to his drawers right there behind his house, in front of me.
I tried not to get caught up in his physique, but it was like watching art in motion when he took off his clothes. As he hooked his thumbs into his briefs, he glanced at me, as if to make sure I was still sure about all of this—which I wasn’t—before he removed the vital piece of clothing.
Within the same motion, his body began to extend, his flesh color paled to a silver blue, and he sprawled across the space.
I gasped and stumbled back as I realized what was in front of me.
“Holy fuck. It’s a Dragon,” I breathed, my eyes widening.
He was beautiful. His neck was as long as his tail, and his body was slender and graceful. His scales were a delicate silver blue that shone in the moonlight. His forelegs acted as the grounding for his wings, which arched back behind him, as he turned his sleek head to look straight at me. His eyes were dark like midnight, yet with a golden hue to them. I could see that he was looking directly at me.
Julian’s in there, I realized. This isn’t some beast, but just Julian.
I blinked. There was a fucking Dragon in front of me. He had said something about a Wolf, but I never in my wildest dreams thought that he could be a Dragon.
He wasn’t crazy. He was telling me the truth. He shared his deepest and darkest secret with me, which was that he somehow could change into a Dragon. I couldn’t believe what I was looking at. A real, live, mythical creature.
And that was Julian.
He was the very essence of a mythical being to me. He was so handsome, kind, gentle, smart, and interesting. Never mind what he could do in bed! And he was interested in me. The person I had dreamed of one day meeting, who I had decided probably didn’t exist, was courting me, taking me out to dinner, and did exist. And he existed beyond what I could have ever hoped for.
He was a mythical being.
It was the hottest thing I had ever witnessed.
Julian began to shrink back, the color returning to his form, his tail and neck getting shorter, his wings downsizing, until, as if he were coming up from a yoga pose, he was standing as a man in front of me.
“Cora, are you—”
I couldn’t help myself. I flung myself at him, wrapping my arms around his neck and kissing him.
Chapter 13 – Julian
Relief overwhelmed me as I wrapped my arms around her, her lips against mine, feeling her passion. I had been so worried, so afraid that showing her who I was would scare her away. But it had been all I could think to do.
She was still wearing the dress from earlier, and my hands ran along the soft cotton fabric as she jumped up against my naked body, wrapping her legs around me. I caught her, my hands holding on to that succulent ass of hers, and the memory of her nakedness against mine flooded me from the night before.
I felt my excitement press against her bottom, and she tightened her squeeze around me, trying to draw me closer to her with her legs.
I moved over to one of the lawn chairs, the kind that you could reposition to lay down and was comfortably made out of wood. Cora slid down my body, her dress catching on my erection that she pressed against, making me shudder with want.
She sat on the chair, looking up at me. I bent down to kiss her, but she pushed me into a stance with her hand, feeling my body as she went. Her eyes watched mine for a moment before they traveled down my body. I could almost feel her scan me with them, devouring me as she went.
Then they fell on my erect Dragon, and her hand delicately wrapped around it as she studied it, feeling my skin in an almost teasing but also curious way.
Then, as sweetly as she had the night before, she kissed the tipoff it, and a moan escaped my lips. I held myself in place, trying not to force anything on her. But the heat of her breath, the softness of her lips made me ache for what she might provide if she just—
And then she did.
Her soft tongue reached out and ran along the tip of my penis, caressing it as if she were petting something delicate that might crush under any pressure. Then I watched with hungry fascination as my head disappeared into her mouth, and a wave of pleasure washed over me.
Her lips tightly massaged the head of my cock as her hand ran along its shaft, and I moaned again, doing everything in my power not to thrust into her.
“God, Cora,” I said. The flat of her tongue ran along the underside of my cock, and her mouth took in more of me, sucking slightly as she drew me into her. I rested my hand on her head, being carful not to push her.
Her eyes moved up to look at me as her hand traveled under her dress and began caressing herself. I couldn’t see what her fingers were doing, but I knew how her need felt on the tips of fingers, and my own remembered with fondness as her voice began vibrating along my cock. Her knees spread wider to accommodate herself, and she moved closer to me, pushing me further into her mouth. She was getting into it, fingering herself as her head bobbed against me, licking and sucking, holding tight to the base of my cock with her free hand, her voice getting louder and louder until she pushed me hard into her mouth, and I felt my head push against the back of her throat, muting her as she came.
The sensation sent rivets of electricity through me, and I clenched every muscle in my body to stop myself from ejaculating in her mouth right then and there.
I took her hand and helped her stand up as I took the place on the chair, resting my back on it.
“Take off your underwear,” I whispered.
Obediently, she did so and took my hand as I guided her toward me.
“Have you ever been licked before?” I asked.
She bit her bottom lip and smiled, a wicked curiosity in her eye as she shook her head. I positioned her so she was straddling me and held her so she could brace herself with the back of the chair as I ducked under her dress.
Her pubic hair was fashioned in a stylish line leading down to her succulent lips, her scent rich under the dress after her orgasm. I kissed her, and she shuddered in excitement. I spread her lips apart with my fingers and blew gently on her clit, which protruded in anticipation. I licked it, and she gasped, so I licked it again, flicking it tenderly with the tip of my curious tongue, listening to her breathing become shallow and rapid.
“Julian, I don’t think I can hold myself up,” she whispered from somewhere above me. I raised an arm under her dress and to her back, supporting her as I continued to run my tongue along the inside of her lips and back. With my free hand, I felt the opening of her vagina, slick with her wet and wiggled the tip in, her voice permeating her breathing. I pushed it in, and she audibly moaned and nearly lost her balance. I held her steady in place with my arm and continued to lick, feeling the tremors of her pleasure gripping my thumb.
“Oh god!” she cried out in a fierce whisper as her pussy pulled at me, hugging my digit finger before soaking it.
I peeked out from under her dress and looked up at her. “Did you like that?”
Her face was on mine in an instant, her tongue in my mouth, kissing me frantically as she lowered herself onto me.
I didn’t think but pushed my wanting cock into her, feeling her tightness envelop me. She cried out as I did so, digging her fingers into me. My hands moved under her ass, and I raised her up and down on me, wanting to see that beautiful round face of hers pink up again as she came all over my naked dick.
I looked over at my jeans, knowing that I had another condom in there but not wanting to top. I just wanted to feel her before I put the rubber on.
She was beginning to tighten around me, and that familiar reddening of the face was coming over her. Her breasts bounced against me, and her head fell backward as her mouth opened and she tried to mute her cry, which came out as a high-pitched whisper, before she fell forward, wrapping her arms around me.
“Fuck,” she said quietly into my ear.
“I don’t think I’ve ever heard you swear, Cora,” I said.
“I think I can count on one hand the amount of times I’ve done it,” she said.
I kissed her and lifted her up. “I need to get some protection,” I said.
“I can do it. Wallet, right?”
I nodded and watched her gracefully get off me and mosey to my pants. She bent down, and the skirt of her dress hiked up, revealing her heart-shaped bottom and the perfect angle. I couldn’t help but get up and follow her.
I put my hands on her hips and pressed myself behind her. She looked back at me and smiled, and I slid into her, her mouth opening in pleasure. She was so much tighter this way, which I didn’t even know could be possible with her. I slid in and out of her pussy, feeling her legs flex and constrict her inner hold even more. She reached back and passed me the condom.
I held onto it as I indulged in pushing in and out of her, slowly, feeling her every angle within. If I let myself, I would finish in two, maybe three pumps like this. If I wasn’t careful, I was likely to.
I withdrew myself, quickly applied the condom, and dove back into her, eliciting a gasp from her. She grabbed hold of the pillar holding the decking above up and raised herself into an almost standing position. I leaned forward and nibbled her ear as I pushed into her.
“Oh god, Julian!” she gasped.
I reached around and felt under her dress for her little gorgeous pubic patch. I loved the feel of it. I followed it down to her clit and began rubbing, her voice raising swiftly to her squeaking tone.
Her pussy was beginning to pulse, her core tightening as I pounded behind her, feeling the push of her ass against me. With my spare hand I cupped her breast, squeezing it, feeling it trying to bounce in my hand with each thrust.
“Julian!” She couldn’t hold herself back and yelled my name out into the night air, sending a rush of excitement through me. I exploded into her as her pussy tightened around my cock, hugging it and threatening never to let it go. I never wanted to be released.
After a moment, as I came back to the reality of my back yard, I pulled out of her and pulled her with me as I stumbled somewhat gracelessly back to the lawn chair. I lay back, too exhausted to hold myself up, and brought her down to lean against me.
My heart pounded in my ears as I realized for the first time that we had had a chorus of crickets and frogs serenading us the entire time.
“I can’t believe it,” she said, her fingers playing with mine. They felt so good in my hands. “You’re real. I mean, you’re truly a Dragon.”
“Are you alright?” I asked.
“You think I just have sex with people when I’m not alright?” Cora asked, giggling.
“I suppose not,” I chuckled. “But I just want to make sure you’re alright. I know it’s a lot to take in.”
She nodded, sitting up. “There’s a lot that I don’t really understand. I don’t understand how you can even exist. I don’t understand how people don’t know that shifters exist. I mean—” she lowered her voice to a whisper. “—do your roommates know?”
I nodded. “They’re Dragons too.”
“What? Really?”
“Really, really.”
“So you’re just a house filled with Dragons?”
I laughed. “Something like that.”
“How does it work? I mean, can you change into whatever you want?”
“No, nothing like that,” I said. “You’re born with a certain Animal inside you. It’s like … you feel your basic animalistic instinct inside you, all the time. But sometimes, you can let it loose and let it take flight. But when I’m a Dragon, I still have my human brain. I mean, I’m more dominated by my Dragon, but I’m always in control. My Dragon knows you, and I know you. My need to be with you burns in both my human and Dragon form.”
“But I mean, you have to go to the doctor, don’t you?” she asked. “Don’t they detect this stuff?”
“Actually, there are a lot of benefits to being a shifter. We have heightened senses, and we heal really fast. So it’s rare that we need medical attention. And if we do, there are certain doctors what we can go to. They’re generally people doctors as well, but they work with us on the sly.”
“Jeez, is that all?” she asked in a teasing tone.
“Actually, for us Dragons? No, that’s not all.”
“I was kidding,” Cora said. “You’ve got more to you?”
“Yeah. You know how you were saying that I’ve done a lot and the numbers don’t quite work out? Well, you’re right. They don’t. We tend to live for a lot longer than the average human.”
She turned to look at me, eyeing me with her question. “So what are you saying? How old are you?”
“Oh, let’s not get hung up on numbers,” I said. “Don’t you know it’s not polite to ask a guy his age?”
She laughed. “That’s women. Guys don’t care about their age.”
“Hey now,” I said. “They get a little touchy once they pass the hundred mark.”
Her smile dropped. “A hundred? Are you actually telling me that you’re a hundred years old?”
“A hundred and six, actually. But who’s counting?” I said, beginning to feel a little sheepish.
“That’s … you’ve lived a really long time,” she said.
“It’s pretty standard for us,” I said. “That’s how we were able to build the business and do everything we did.”
“But you only look like you’re about thirty-three, tops.” Cora blinked as she thought about it, trying to process it. “People have to notice that you don’t age, don’t they?”
I nodded. “That’s true. They do. Which is part of the reason why we’ve traveled. It was meant to keep us out of the spotlight a bit. If we’re always moving, then people don’t really know where we’ll be next. And when you’re a pack of billionaires in the world, the media like to keep tabs on you.”
“What did you do before that? Didn’t you need like birth certificates for proof of ID for everything?”
“We regularly get new ones,” I said. “When we outgrow this identity, we’ll have to get different ones and move elsewhere.”
“Wow,” she said, shaking her head in disbelief. “That’s a lot to take in.”
“I know, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to tell you all of this at once. But I want to be open with you. I want you to know that I’ll answer any question you have for me, about me or about shifters.”
“There’s this whole world that you guys operate in that we’re completely oblivious to.”
“Well, there are those crazy people who do think we exist,” I said. “But they’re also hunting Big Foot and storming Area 51.” I winked at her. Cora giggled, and I pulled her back so she was closer to me.
I loved having her in my arms, holding her close to me. I felt like I could stay like that forever if she would let me. But even as I enjoyed her proximity, I could feel that she wasn’t quite relaxed.
“What are you thinkin
g?” I asked.
Cora sighed, thinking before she answered. “I don’t know that I can do this, you know.”
“Do what?”
“This. This is so much to take in, and it’s a lot to process. Even before learning that shifters and dragons exist, I didn’t know that I could do a relationship to begin with.”
“We don’t have to rush into anything,” I said, trying to keep my worry out of my voice. I had told her about our existence. She was my mate. I couldn’t let it end here. I just couldn’t.
“I know, but I think the timing for this isn’t right,” she said. “I’m still starting to build my life, to get it going. You’ve gotten it going and traveled all over the place.”
I wanted to tell her that she didn’t need to worry about getting her career started, that I had enough to support us both, that I would look after her. I wanted to tell her that I would give her whatever she wanted, that I would take her to experience whatever she wanted, just so long as we could be together.
But I didn’t.
I knew what she wanted. She knew that I had money, that I could provide for her, yet she didn’t want that. She wanted to make her own way in the world. That was something I could respect. I needed to trust. That was all I could do. I knew she was my mate, and I needed to trust that she would eventually know that, too. If the timing was wrong now, that was fine. I had plenty of time.
I nodded and kissed her.
“Alright,” I said quietly. “Just know that I’ll be here when you are ready, Cora. I will wait for you. This is something that is supposed to happen, and if the timing isn’t right, it isn’t right. But I have all of the time in the world for you.”
Chapter 14 – Cora
After Julian showed me who he really was on Thursday night, I stayed away from him all weekend.
It was a long few days. I focused on work as much as I could, getting the rest of the accounts in order as well as catching up on some of my other tasks that were my regular responsibility. It made Friday go by quickly, but once I was home, time took a stance at stillness.