The expanse of feelings and sensations Noran introduced her to was a completely different rendering of what it was to make love.
"Yes, ooh, yes," she heard herself say as he began to move in a rhythmic entry and retreat of sexual motion. The friction his colossal cock created inside her core was too good to comprehend fully. Understanding dawned that this was how real lovemaking was meant to be. Amber marveled at how her body couldn't and wouldn't remain still. It was imperative she answer in their conversation of love.
Arching up to meet his thrusts, Amber clung to Noran in primal hunger. Her reward was the elusive satisfaction of feeling complete. He was the best man for her. Unable to prove it with empirical data as a scientist worth her reputation would, Amber decided to rely only on her gut certainty. She made the rare conclusion based purely on a gut knowing and how she felt that no one but Noran would ever be this perfect for her. The revelation rocked her to the foundation of her identity. There wouldn’t be another like Noran. He was for her, and she was for him.
A comprehensive release of self, mined from the depths of all that resided in the realm of personal mystery resounded within with a pop. Amber let go of all the reasoning, logic, and strict scientific discipline. Rigidity left her body, rendering her a happy, flexible, love-thirsty woman.
"More," she begged, wanting and clenching for more.
When he came back to her, Amber's body responded by contracting around him. She loved how his body made deep sounds that resembled thunder each time it happened.
"Goddess, you're amazing. So tight," he said, continuing to ratchet up her need.
"Harder, yes," she found herself wrapping her legs around his trim waist and pulling his body in more.
He answered by pushing in with more force. The power of his thrust was enough to make her expel a ragged and spent breath, but it felt so good. Amber hung on, attempting to chase the mounting arousal he conjured in her to its conclusion.
"Yes, harder, like that," she intoned.
He smothered her with a kiss so passionate; he nipped her lip with his teeth. Then he rose and turned his body to face the bottom of the bed. Too stunned to follow, she watched as he tugged her legs down, positioned his cock at her entrance and plunged in deeper than before. Amber watched in complete amazement, and erotic bliss as his perfect ass faced her.
She had the perfect view to see his massive cock sink into and out of her willing pussy. His thrusts were deep and true, hitting a spot the other position hadn't. Noran increased his thrusts, plunging deeper and deeper until Amber saw him seated inside her, balls deep. The show was erotic as hell, and she was the lucky recipient of the best sex she'd never been able to imagine. This Dragon was fucking the shit out of her.
He opened her legs a wee bit more, turned to an angle to her right and entered her again. The way the tip of his cock hit her insides, had her squirting her pussy juices all over the bedding.
His low, sexy chuckle confirmed he knew what she'd done. He also knew what he was doing. This man!
Once again he was on the move. This time he flipped her onto her stomach with the quick efficiency of a chef flipping an omelet. Yes, Amber loved how he tossed her around the bed like a little waif of a woman. Her man made her feel like she was delicate and feminine with his strength and size. And that rumble in his chest was sexy as hell.
When he entered her from behind Amber's eyes rolled back in pleasure. It was as if he was taking inventory of all the ways to ravage her. This time instead of his straightforward strokes, Noran rotated his hips allowing his turgid cock to brush every crevice of her core. With precision, he took her up the to the summit of climax.
Amber lost all sense of composure, realizing she rutted back into him like a dizzy fool. She was far gone, drunk on pleasure and wanting more.
The impossible happened as Noran reached around to find her clit. He used an expert touch to fondle her into another realm of sensation as she struggled to control her body. Forceful thrusts accompanied by the circles his finger administered to her clit was enough to send Amber into a spasmodic fit. She exploded as he pumped into her body harder and faster than ever before.
When he came seated deep inside her, Amber was too spent to move. Hot seed flooded her core, filling her up with the sweetest reward of joining with her mate.
Rest was short-lived as he turned her over and gently entered her once more.
"Amber, look at me, my love. You're about to complete the joining with me. I want to hold you and take away any pain you encounter as I watch your transformation."
"Huh? I don't--ooh!" was all she was able to get out before a wave of pleasure more powerful than any before crashed into her.
Stiffened by the onslaught of sensory overload, Amber sensed more than felt Noran as she clung onto him for dear life.
In her mind's eye, visions fantastic and unimaginable bombarded her. Dragons in flight, vortices that looked like portals of mystery and light, numerous fights with beings too monstrous and strange to comprehend, the adoration of many lives, the secret sorrow of loneliness, and the reflection of her smile; all came colliding with her inner sight in magnetic force.
Noran's arms tightened around her to cocoon her in his warmth.
Next, the sensation of fire and wind licked at every part of her flesh, burning and branding her with the wisdom of the Dragon. Unwilling to fail at this joining, Amber confronted her weaknesses as they attempted to usurp this process. Determination anchored to the belief that there was joy at then of this pain. Never would she speak aloud in agony, preferring to keep it to herself as the price to be paid to join with such a magnificent being as Noran.
The refiner's fire delved deeper beyond her skin to burn to ash her need to be recognized for what she thought others needed to see in her. With the glare of a million suns, her innermost being was exposed, raw and vulnerable. Squeezing and pressing down on the scream that wanted to erupt, Amber stayed the course.
Sudden and impressive in appearance she saw them. Two burning beings hovered above her. They were joined in seamless connection. She longed to be a part of their union. They look down at her. Not sure why, but in her heart of hearts Amber wanted to gain their approval and acceptance.
The larger being on the right a majestic Dragon with the glow of a kaleidoscope of browns, golds, reds, and greens enveloped her in a gaze of piercing green. Without hesitation, she knew this to be Noran's Dragon form.
On the left, ethereal, airy and fiery was a being, made of fire, heart, and flight. She watched as it peered into her soul cleansing her with an inferno of power. It came near enough for Amber to flinch at the heat. She wouldn't back down. The being opened its body and engulfed her into a newness of life too vast and loving to articulate.
"It's done, my love. We're joined and mated," she heard Noran say in the distance.
When she came back to the room, green eyes of love greeted her.
"What happened?" she barely got out.
"My Dragon accepted you. By the intensity of the glow you're wearing and how great my Dragon feels, it seems it was a complete union." He searched her face as was his way and asked. "Did anything happen to you that you'd like to share?"
"Kiss me first, and then I'll attempt to explain."
Noran did her bidding, with a kiss so thorough and sensual, Amber was breathless when he released her. He rolled off her body to rest by her side as he waited.
She began to tell him of the scene of the two beings. When she was done, it was his turn to stare.
"Well, what do you make of it?" she asked, hoping he'd shed some light on the event.
Noran sat up and pulled her into his arms.
When she'd gotten comfortable, he spoke.
"It would appear that the greatest blessing of the Dragon has been gifted to us. You've been accepted and joined with not only my Dragon but the Phoenix as well. This is the harmonic pairing of the universe. The ultimate yin-yang of male and female is represented by the Dragon and Phoenix joined. Oh
, my Amber, we’ve been supremely blessed and favored by the Goddess."
"Ah, okay." She fell silent trying to relate to what he said.
"Amber," his voice filled their intimate space. This means you were always destined to mate with me. I was drawn to this planet to wait for you. You're my hope and my destiny."
He hugged her tight as the weight of his words sunk in. Amber was finally at peace. Her mind in total calm and acceptance. This was the best outcome of her life she could imagine.
"I love you, my Dragon."
"I love you, my Amber. Now we rest."
"And what about tomorrow?" she asked, surprised her mind wasn’t spinning with thoughts of what she needed to get done.
Noran kissed the top of her head as he moved her into the crook of his side. Settled down for rest, with the light off, he spoke to her through their mental link.
Tomorrow, we face together--and get your van. See, I didn't forget.
16
Amber
Wakefulness tugged at her consciousness. Amber had to pee. She breathed in long and held it as she stretched. The rock-solid arm that encircled her waist and pulled her back into his muscular body threw her for a split second. That is until Amber remembered she shared the bed with her new mate and love of her life.
The room was still dark but couldn't hide the start of early morning light that shone on the eastern side of the room.
Attempting to lift the log that was Noran's arm from around her waist, Amber squirmed.
"Have to go to the bathroom. Let me up," she said, voice scratchy from sleep.
He lifted his arm, "Hurry back. I need my mate as my pillow."
"Haha, yeah right."
Amber managed to make it out of bed and to the bathroom without running into any walls. She'd have to learn how to navigate their bedroom in the dark. Their bedroom. That statement right there sent a zing through her gut. This was to be her home with her mate--Noran. Wow, just wow.
She finished her bathroom business and washed her hands all while keeping the light off. Back in the bedroom, Amber scrambled back to the warm bed and into the arms of her Dragon. Amber was on the edge of falling back into a deep sleep when Noran's body stiffened behind her.
He was far from asleep. Every part of his body was on alert. Amber waited for him to let her in on the situation. The air grew thick with activity. Without understanding how she knew what was happening, Amber sensed Noran communicated with someone else through a neural link. Who might be on that other line gave her pause. Were there others like her Noran here on Earth?
The air crackled with invisible energy.
A mental perception of distress and urgency formed. Unlike the usual bombardment of thoughts, Amber remained calm as the play of impressions gave her insight into what her mate was feeling. Something was wrong, very wrong.
Opening her eyes in the dark of the room, Amber prepared herself to leap into action as soon as he indicated that he was ready. Another few minutes passed, and she was still on high alert. Then the smooth nudge of his thoughts played at the border of her consciousness. As if she'd been doing this for eons, Amber let Noran into her mental space to speak.
Having his voice in her head was right and more intimate. She sensed more of the complete picture when he communicated with her this way. Only after they'd completed the mating hours ago had she been able to share a mental connection with him in his human form, but it was strong and sure.
My love, I know you're awake. I hear your heart beating faster than normal. I assume you sense that something is amiss, Noran said, as his words caressed her in gentle calm.
I do. What's going on Noran? You spoke to someone, didn't you?
Your ability and connection to me grow stronger by the second. Yes, it's true. You're my mate, and I need to tell you something. I need to say this quickly and then leave.
I'm coming with you. Wherever you need to go, I'm coming too.
Amber, not now. We don't have time to discuss that part. Let me tell you what you must know, and then I must be off. Every second counts.
Okay, tell me. She didn't know if he could sense her determination to go with him if she tried to shield that part of her thoughts, but Amber gave it her best shot. She'd listen and then based on what he said; she'd find a way to help.
His communication came at a measured pace as if Noran chose each word he used.
My love, there's an emergency I must attend to. I need you to stay here in a protected area until I come back.
She remained silent, waiting for more information.
Amber, do you hear me?
Yes, I'm waiting for the part you're skipping over. What is the emergency and why do you think I'm going to stay here and wait, like a wuss. Where you go, I go.
No, no, no. I need you to stay here. Please, don't make me worry about your well-being.
Then tell me what's going on. I sense that there is way more than your telling me. Spill it, Noran.
More silence. This time she'd wait him out to tell her what was going down. By now her senses were buzzing with danger.
Finally, he spoke again.
You really are my undoing, my love, he said. There's something I need you to understand. Please listen so I can get you up to speed. Then I must join my men.
She was about to ask about the men when she remembered that he needed to move post haste.
Noran continued, this time the words coming in rapid succession. Amber, I'm a member of a clan of Dragon Warriors who have retired to this planet. I didn't want you to know until I was certain they wouldn't be in danger, but this is our Sanctuary, and many other Dragons live on this land. As the younger members of the Clan, my team and I provide security. I just received a call from my team leader who is with your van that human hostiles seem to be headed directly to where your van is.
My van? Why?
He believes it's because of that signal your van was transmitting. After combing through every piece of equipment you had, the team found numerous trackers and invasive software bugs that accessed all your data and research. Noran paused for a moment before continuing. My love, we're familiar with this company. It appears that you were an unknowing plant for them to locate our exact location finally. My team thought they'd been able to shut off the signal in time after you gave me the instructions, now it looks like they were too late.
How can you be sure it was my van they were tracking? None of this made sense.
Because my team leader was also able to decipher incoming messages to your equipment, that's how. It seems the company you work for has been on our watch list for a long time. BMEG is one of the largest companies funding research to locate us. They're of the belief that we hold the key to immortality and cure for every fatal ailment from HIV to Cancer. BMEG would go to any lengths and expense to locate our territory. They know about our existence and have been trying to locate us to capture, study, and kill, if necessary.
Amber was going to be sick. Pushing down the disgust and anger that would normally send her into a massive panic attack, Amber found her mind stable and steady. She was able to remain coherent to think through what she needed to ask.
Assembling her thoughts better than ever before in similar high-stress situations, she asked, what makes you so sure it's BMEG's men out there? That can't be true. I'm telling you, the BMEG I worked for is a biomedical research company. I was the only one working on any project that dealt with extraterrestrial life.
My precious Amber, that's what they might have wanted you to think. You may not remember this part of our conversation from the other night, but I told you that the powers that needed to know we were here on Earth did. What I didn't tell you was that there are others that mean us harm who know of our existence as well. That's why I watch over the Sanctuary to protect it. You happened to work for one of the biggest threats to my Clan of Dragon brothers.
Amber couldn't believe it. She turned over to search for his eyes in the morning dimness.
I know you
have to hurry to be with your men, but could you check with your team lead again to make sure it's BMEG? They aren't military. They're boring scientists.
Who hire paramilitary mercenaries to do their dirty work, he added. Look, my love. I need to get you down into the lower part of the Lair where you'll be safe. I wouldn't be able to concentrate on what I need to do if you were here alone and unprotected. He reached over to caress her cheek with the back of his hand and added, Come, now, get dressed so I can get you to the chambers below.
Amber rose and obeyed. Her mind caught up with what he said. The reason his brothers were under attack was a direct result of her invasion of their privacy and illegal trespassing. Her meddling and the van's link backdoor connection had led BMEG's goons to their front door. This predicament was her doing, and she wouldn't stand by while her mate risked his life. Yeah, she'd follow along with him until she could get to her van and stop this screw up of hers.
Amber grabbed clothes she'd tossed the night before off the floor and started putting them on. Noran appeared dressed. For a split second, she considered why she didn't remember him undressing or dressing just now.
As if knowing her thoughts, he said aloud, "Remember that stasis where I can store clothes? That's what I did last night during our joining. I pulled them back to me now."
"Thanks, you read my mind."
"No, I saw your face, and I wouldn't want your mind in overdrive trying to figure out where my clothes had been all this time."
"Thank you for that. You're learning your mate well."
She followed him downstairs and through a door in the great room that was so well hidden in plain sight that she'd seen it all yesterday without its presence registering.
Noran opened the door, gave her the code and instructions only to let him or his team leader in.
Guilt rode her every thought. Before he took off, she had to ask. "Noran, please, at least tell me where you're going. What if something happens to both you and your team and I need to find you?" She let her eyes plead with him as he considered her request.
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