A Drogon's Medieval Adventure: A Historical Celestial Mates SciFi (Chimera Drak Mates Book 1)

by T. J. Quinn

  A grateful smile slid onto Jax’s face. “You didn’t have to do that.”

  “It wasn't me. Acacia told it to them straight. Let them know right up front that the three of us were a package deal. I was surprised when they jumped right on board with that idea.”

  “Yeah?”

  Nodding, Nick added, “Yes, they were enthusiastic enough to make me wonder about their motivation. Unless I miss my guess, they are particular about who they mingle bloodlines with. The priestess came right out and referred to us as preferred breeding partners.”

  “I ain’t a breeder, man. I’m a person.”

  “I’m hearing you loud and clear on that one. Watch your back. I don’t trust that priestess at all. She’s kind of creepy. If anyone tries to pressure you, Acacia already said we’ll just head back to our old space.”

  Crossing his arms over his chest, Jax seemed pensive. “I think they just really want you, cause you’re a soldier and trying to get everyone organized for a revolt. It wouldn’t make sense for them to value a drug addict with no formal education or job skills.”

  “Keep talking about my friend like that and we are going to go a round or two. You got that?”

  “Whatever, dude. I’m gonna go check out the chick makin’ googly eyes at me.”

  “Don’t wander off. The priestess will be here soon.”

  Throwing his hand up as he walked away, Jax strolled down the long line of Voltaire. Their reaction to his friend was nothing short of hysterical. The females all turned towards him wearing curious expressions. However, the males were openly hostile and some even made frustrated tilling noises in the backs of their throat as he passed.

  Everything seemed to be moving in slow motion, as Nick counted down the minutes until his mating ceremony was to start. Jax completed his circuit around the room and was back inside of twenty minutes with a huge grin eating up his face.

  “You must have found something you like.”

  Leaning close, he whispered. “I discovered two very important things about the Voltaire.” Holding up one finger, he stated. “Their women are expected to give potential husbands a little test drive or two, so they both have a clear understanding of what they are getting themselves into.” Adding another finger, he pulled down the sleeve of his shirt. As Nick stared at all the strange markings, Jax explained. “You were right. Human men are much preferred to other species. These are all housing designations. It’s their way of inviting me for a booty call.”

  “You lucky dog.”

  “It almost makes up for you snatching up the prettiest little alien of them all.” A chime sounded, and everyone turned to see Acacia enter with several priestesses at her back. “You brother, are the lucky one.” Jax’s voice held a note of awe.

  Staring at the long virtually transparent gown hanging off Acacia’s lovely form, Nick had to agree. All her dark hair had been piled high on her head with one thin tendril hanging down over her shoulder. The sheer white fabric draped around her lovely body emphasized every slight curve.

  Stepping in front of them, the priestess approached a box perched on a nearby stand. Drawing back a cloth, she withdrew a long thick ribbon. It must have been nearly five feet long and at least three inches thick. The luxurious fabric seemed out of place among the plainness of the home spun robes, and even the bride’s gown was more of a gauze than a fine silk.

  The room grew quiet as brought their hands together and carefully wrapped the ribbon around their joined hands. Her formal voice rang out in the large space, as she spoke words meant to bind them together for all time. Nick allowed the words to whisper through his mind as he gazed at Acacia.

  “The way of the Voltaire is both ancient and pure. Walking the path between honoring our heritage and embracing exciting new opportunities is filled with many dangers. The Voltaire are privileged to support the union of Acadia and Nick and in doing so support the cause for freedom or our people.”

  Both Nick and Acacia turned happy faces to their priestess. Getting a positive response about joining the cause and a marriage blessing all in one day was enough to make everything he’d been through worth it. Acacia had made it possible by bringing him to meet her people. Between the Vampiere and the Voltaire, they were definitely making progress in carving out enough insurgents to make winning the coming war possible.

  After the binding ceremony, Nick was confused about why the binding wasn’t removed. They moved through the room, meeting and greeting more people than he could hope to remember. Somehow, they Voltaire had gotten a hold of real honest to goodness drinking water. It was served in long slender drinking glasses that he suspected were the alien version of test tubes, nabbed from a lab at some point. Everyone was really careful to drink their allotment and place the glasses in a special holder designed to protect them.

  When they stopped to catch their breath, he asked curiously. “Are they expecting us to stay tied together for all eternity or just throughout the reception?”

  “We stay tied until our mating is consummated.”

  “It’s going to be real hard to pleasure you the way I want with us being tied together.”

  Taking a sip of her drink, she glanced up at him. “You plan to pleasure me?”

  “I can’t wait. You seemed very responsive the last time I had my hands on you.”

  “You have a nice touch. I am fortunate to have captured your notice.”

  “Oh, you got my undivided attention.”

  “For now.”

  “Forever.”

  “We will see how you respond to the dancers.”

  “The what?” His question was accompanied by the sound of a strange electrified music beat.

  “Come we must take our places.”

  Leading him across the room, they had no sooner settled into place on the floor than a group of females came twirling into the room. They were moving quickly, and Nick was so focused on getting settled that he didn’t notice they were nearly naked, wearing only a cloth over their groin area.

  “You must watch.”

  Something about the tone of her voice caught his notice. Cupping her chin in the palm of one hand, he turned her face to his. “Can we not skip this part? I’d rather get started on our honeymoon.”

  “I do not know what that is.”

  “It’s the part of the mating ceremony where I take you somewhere private and pleasure you until you beg me to stop.”

  One of the women stooped down beside him. “Why would you wish to pleasure a Zaphredinelyn when you could pleasure a real woman?”

  Swiveling his head around to look at the woman, he responded harshly. “If you think I won’t knock you on your pretty little ass because you’re a woman, you better think again.”

  The woman’s eyes got big. “You are a warrior.”

  Placing one hand on her chest, he shoved her back with a bit of force. Before Nick could really blow his top, a female voice rang out.

  “He has proven his worth. It is done.”

  The woman moved forward sitting beside him as the dancing continued unabated. “Apologies, to be so unfamiliar with our ways, you did remarkably well.”

  “I don’t care for your shitty little test because it involved Acacia being insulted.” Pulling her safely into his arms, he stated coldly. “The next time you or your people want to test me, you leave her out of it.”

  Dipping her head in acknowledgment, she spoke softly to Acacia. “You have an honorable and strong protector, my friend. Take him and enjoy your unbinding, with my blessing for a long and happy life.”

  “Thank you, Priestess.”

  Looking down, Nick noticed Acadia was playing with her hair the way she did whenever she was hot for him. It made keeping his arousal from showing more difficult.

  Rising gracefully to her feet the priestess spun around, almost bumping into Jax. Her eyes drifted over him for a brief moment before she scribbled something on his arm and wandered away.

  Looking down, Nick thought for sure, he could no
t have seen what he just saw. “Jesus, could this day get any stranger?”

  “Only if I end up visiting that priestess chick. She’s some kind of weird, but she…”

  Cutting him off at the pass, Nick interjected. “She can kill you with her mind. That’s what she can do.”

  “Are you joking? Man, I can never tell with you.”

  Acacia shook her head slightly, giving him a clue. “That’s part of your problem, hero. You only date normal chicks. Strange ones need love too.”

  “I thought we already decided that she was crazy bait.”

  “Don’t make her forbidden fruit. You know I can’t resist that shit.”

  “Hell, go do what you’re gonna do, you stubborn piece of shit.”

  “That’s no way to talk to your bestie.”

  “Go, bang the lot of them for all I care. Just stay away from the one who got in Acacia’s face. I do not like her.”

  Tilting his head, Jax responded sharply. “You did not need to say that to me. The priestess has a giant question mark beside her name, but the other one is on my shit list.”

  “We’ve got some unbinding to do. Hang tough and don’t get yourself killed while we’re down for the count.”

  “Fuck you, man. They’ll be crowning me king by the time you two come up for air.”

  “Believe it when I see it, bro.”

  Chapter 8

  Unbinding

  ~ Nick ~

  Music Mix

  Slipping into their newly assigned cell, Acacia carefully sealed the door. Turning, she smiled when he used their bound arms to pull her to him. “We are far from the celebration.”

  Shoving the wayward tendril of hair from her face, he murmured. “Sorry about that disrespectful woman. You shouldn’t have had to tolerate something like on your special day.”

  “I do not blame her. You are an extremely desirable mate. Many think you are wasting yourself on someone like me. She is a full blood Voltaire and I a Zaphredinelyn.”

  “You know I don’t like that word, sweetness.”

  “It is only natural for her to try to take you from me.”

  “That is never going to happen, and I don’t like her even thinking for a minute that it’s possible.”

  “You look really handsome tonight. I can’t believe you’re truly mine.”

  “I’m yours alright, no trying to throw me back. When I first saw you today, all I could think of was getting the ceremony over so we could spend time alone together. Can we unbind now?”

  Nodding happily, she went to work on the pulling out the tips that had been tucked securely under the edges of the tightly wrapped cloth.

  The moment the last of the cloth was gone, Nick draped it around his neck before carefully peeling her out of her pretty dress. As it slid to the floor, he finally got to see everything the gods had given her. Running two fingers over the smooth skin of her shoulder, he murmured. “You are unbelievably beautiful. I truly have no words to describe what touching you feels like to me.”

  “I love it when you touch me. It fills a hole deep inside my soul.”

  “I could be really naughty right now, but I’m going to resist.”

  “I don’t know what that means.”

  Pulling open his robe and shirt, he slid them off. She quickly took them from him and folded them neatly before working open the stays on his pants, Nick felt her hand move against his heated flesh. His hands came up to shove his pants down, eager as he was to give her more access.

  “You are not like our males.”

  “Too bad, you’re stuck with me.”

  Her eyes quickly looked up at her. “What I mean to say is your design is better for pleasuring a woman.”

  Hissing a sigh of pleasure as she stroked her hand up and down his rod, his curiosity finally got the better of him. “What’s so great about it?”

  “There are no ridges to tear into my rings.”

  “Alright sweetness, I think I need to have a look at what I’m dealing with before we get this party started.”

  Her hands immediately came up to fuss with her hair again. “You’re a beautiful woman, Acacia.” Dropping down onto the makeshift bed, he grabbed her hand and pulled her down beside him. Cupping her cheek in his hand, he murmured softly. “Don’t worry, I’ll make it really good for you. Trust me on that.”

  “Oh, I do.” Her earnest and quickly spoken assurance gave him cause to be bold. Leaning down, he ghosted his lips across hers. Guiding her down beneath him, his hands skated across her soft skin, as he mapped every detail of her body. Her mating scent was delicate and addictive.

  Pulling one leg to the side, Nick began to kiss his way down her chest. Stopping briefly at her breasts, he explored and teased soft peaks until she began to make soft sounds of pleasure. Moving lower, he took his time inspecting all her womanly treasures. Fascinated that she seemed to have not a trace of body hair, her female parts were formed in the traditional horseshoe design he was all too familiar with.

  Rather than the tiny nub human females sported, she had an extra ring of flesh running around the inside of her lips. Pulling it back gently with his hands, all it took was one swipe with his tongue to verify that touching it apparently provoked the same pleasure. Within moments, her body crashed into a thrashing orgasm.

  Running one finger around the entrance to her body, he slid into her. Without her needing to say a word, he knew what she had meant by rings. As his finger slid in and out, he felt a set of five concentric rings gripping at him. He imagined that penetrating her must feel like doing it five times in rapid succession with each thrust. Suddenly, he was eager to experience it.

  Looking up at her face had been a mistake. Her gentle face was filled with need, and he realized it must be her way of pleading with him. Thrusting roughly into her, he whispered. “You like that don’t you sweetness?”

  “Please, Nick. I need you.” The tiny feminine voice was needy and desperate.

  Moving up, he positioned himself and gave her one lingering kiss before breaching her body with his stiff rod. Her legs wrapped around him and she pulled him closer, impaling herself, as she made small noises that made his balls ache.

  The feeling of sinking into her body was nothing sort of dying and being reborn into a world of unimaginable pleasure. Feeling her soft rings sliding back and forth over his rod was making it difficult not to spill inside her. Closing his eyes, Nick concentrated on making it last for them. First times were all about setting expectations, and he was desperate for Acacia to see them as highly compatible.

  Whatever he was doing, he felt it was correct. Acacia was absolutely going wild beneath him. She couldn’t stay still, moving against him with such urgency he was afraid of leaving bruises. Her body had taken on a full body blush, turning her light blue skin a charming shade of almost lavender. She was murmuring in the language of Voltaire, and her words were music to his ears.

  Getting lost in their lovemaking, he vaguely realized that she peaked several times, before her body tightened around his rod, forcing him to at long last release his seed deep inside her body. Enjoying the way her rings felt around his slowly softening rod, he rolled them into a comfortable position without pulling out.

  Just when he thought she had passed out from exhaustion, she spoke. Her voice was filled with dread and a little shaky. “Am I acceptable to you as a mate?”

  Without looking down, he answered solemnly. “You’re better than acceptable. I don’t ever want to be without you. From now on, I want you at my side always.” Turning slightly, he tilted her face up to look into her eyes. “You are very important to me, Acacia. I know we are in a precarious position here on the Taron ships. Yet, I cannot turn away the comfort and understanding you offer.”

  “I’m grateful. I want you more than I’ve ever wanted anything in my life.

  “If anything looks strange to you, someone bothers you, or you feel unsafe, I expect you to let me know immediately. I need to be able to know that you will come to me an
d that we can trust each other to always be honest.”

  “I will.”

  “No matter what happens or who comes at us, you can always rely on me to keep you safe. We’ll get through this together. One day we’ll be living on Earth, and this will all seem like a bad dream.”

  “Tell me about your home world, Nick. Let me dream of what our life may be once the Taron no longer haunt our every step.”

  Glad the Vampiere had added a dampening field to his wristband that keep the Taron from eavesdropping on them, he spoke freely. “Earth is amazing. I never truly knew how special it was until I ended up here. The sunshine bathes blue oceans in soft yellow light. On a good day, the skies are blue with big fluffy clouds drifting aimlessly by. At night, I used to lay on my back in the soft grass and gaze up at the night sky. I’d marvel at the millions of little white dots and wonder what each planet was like.”

  Kissing her gently on the head, he murmured. “It never once occurred to me to think a beautiful woman was up here waiting for me. Whatever happens, always remember finding you is the part that makes all the rest bearable for me.”

  Taron Invasion

  Taron Invasion Series

  A.J. Daniels

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