Wild Wastes Omnibus

by Randi Darren

  “That’s… fairly accurate, yes.”

  “And you want me to play breeding rooster and have you all laying eggs,” Vince said, dropping the fork into the empty bowl.

  “Ah… yes. That would be accurate as well.”

  “Why?” he asked simply, looking up and meeting her eyes.

  “Why?” she parroted.

  “Yeah, why? You don’t have to. It’s not something I asked for. Not something I demanded of you.

  “So why?”

  Taylor’s brows came down, her hands folding into one another in front of her stomach.

  “Why…?” she asked again.

  Vince moved over to her and sat down in the only other chair at the table.

  “I mean, I did mean what I said earlier. You’re rather pretty. Dragon or not. But that doesn’t mean anything.”

  Taylor’s mouth had become a flat, angry line now.

  “Because you beat me, and my Dragon demands it of me,” she said finally.

  “I’m not a Dragon though. I didn’t beat you to turn you into a brood-mare.

  “I beat you to eat your heart and steal your gold, remember?”

  Taylor nodded slowly at that.

  “You’re not a Dragonnewt, so I won’t try to claim that you have anything in you other than a Dragon, but you do have more than just your draconic desires, don’t you?”

  “Of course. I’m no mindless beast,” Taylor said, her tone becoming icy as her eyes came up to glare at him.

  “Then what do you want? Do you want to have a nest and raise Dragonlings or Dragonnewts?”

  “They’d be Dragons for the most part,” Taylor said, in an offhanded sort of way. “The Dryads assured me they could make sure the vast majority of your offspring are Dragons, not Dragonnewts. But we’d still have some Dragonnewts, I do not doubt, and I’d raise them as if they were Dragons anyways.

  “We’ll need more Dragons, even if through breeding, for the defense of the roost.”

  “I’m not sure I really like the id—”

  “No, no,” Taylor said, interrupting him. “I didn’t want to mate with you for that reason. It’s just a secondary goal that’d happen because of the first.

  “My Dragon wanted to mate with you. It also wanted to kill and eat you after trying to beat you to death.”

  “Yeah, Ramona said something similar. I’m not a Dragon, though.

  “I’m not into trying to beat you to death and then having my way with you as you work to kill me.

  “That’s a lot of work and not so much fun,” Vince said with a shrug.

  Taylor fell silent at that, her eyes falling back to the table in front of her.

  “You think on that. As to the wing. I’m not averse to the idea… but I want you to be able to answer ‘why’ before anything goes further.

  “I’ll sleep on the ground; you take the bed.”

  ***

  Vince was startled awake. He was literally being shaken from his dreams with a rough hand.

  Looking around blearily, he found Taylor hovering over him.

  It was deep in the middle of the night. Sunrise was still hours away.

  “Because I want to please you. That’s why. Because I want to please you, and I care about your happiness,” she said.

  “Huh?” Vince asked, not quite sure he was up to speed.

  “I want to mate with you, to please you. That’s why. Because you’re my mate. You beat me, and I chose you. Now I’ll be your Dragon and put together a wing for you. To please you.

  “Because I want to please you, I want to mate with you and have you sire offspring on me.”

  “Oh. I see.”

  “And… because when you look at me, I feel warm and my head gets fuzzy,” Taylor said, her cheeks flushing. “So… we’re going to mate now. Because I want to.”

  “Right,” Vince said, barely understanding.

  Chapter 34

  Taylor took in a sharp breath and opened her mouth. Then shut it quickly with a clack of her teeth.

  “I don’t know what to do,” Taylor said suddenly.

  “You don’t?” Vince asked, sitting up and resting on his elbows.

  “No. When the portal pulled me through, I was young. My mother hadn’t spoken to me of such things yet.

  “I mean, I know that your thing goes into me, but… that’s…” Taylor trailed off, her cheeks bright red.

  “You mentioned that once before. Coming through the portal.”

  “Yes, it was quite terrifying at the time. I was fully grown but not truly mature. We black Dragons stay with our mothers for a bit longer than most.

  “When I went through, I wasn’t expecting to not be able to come back.”

  “What was it like?” Vince asked, his entire train of thought derailed.

  “What, the portal?”

  “The world. What was it like when you came over?”

  “A lot of fighting. There were portals everywhere. Some people were simply falling out as if the portals had opened up beneath them.

  “And some portals were ripping huge chunks out of the ground. Trees. People. Anything nearby. It was a nightmare,” Taylor said, her fingers working at the buttons on her coat. “There was one truly frightening portal that looked like it opened to a world of nothing but fire.”

  Vince wanted to ask more questions about it, but he couldn’t help but feel his curiosity fly away when she shrugged her jacket off.

  He’d seen her naked often enough. It was different when he knew she wanted to have sex, though.

  Her dark scales gave a sharp contrast to her pale skin.

  “Do they displease you?” Taylor asked, her hands running down the scales along her sides. “You’re staring.”

  “No, not at all. They’re just very different.”

  “Ramona has them.”

  “Yes, but you have more, and they’re so dark,” Vince said.

  Reaching out, he gently trailed a finger along the scales on her left side.

  They were as hard as her Dragon scales, just much smaller.

  “Vince, I truly don’t… know what exactly to do.”

  “And that’s ok. We’ll talk it out as we go, alright?”

  “Alright. I… I think I want you to force me to submit, though. I know that isn’t normal for humans but… I want to fight a little.”

  Vince grimaced as he started to pull off the borrowed pants and shirt.

  “I mean, if that’s what we need to do to appease your draconic needs, I’m all for it.

  “Is there anything you wanted me to do exactly? I’m not sure if there’s any particular itch you want me to scratch.”

  Standing up, Vince smoothed out the blankets.

  “No. Nothing comes to mind. I think I just want you to dominate me. To show me you’re the lead in the wing. To claim me,” Taylor said, her voice thoughtful.

  He imagined this was a bit of a strange situation to her. If what she said was true about her age, she’d lived for a very long time without being romantically involved in any way.

  She sounded emotionally stunted.

  “You’re sure?” Vince asked, wanting to make sure this was her desire.

  Taylor nodded, eying him. He could see the muscles in her body starting to tense as she prepared for the fight she knew was coming.

  Vince reached out and grabbed her horns with both hands. Taking a firm grip, he turned his wrists, forcing her head backward.

  She twisted mightily in his grasp, her shoulders and neck straining against his hold.

  Her hands came up and pushed at his stomach and hips as she grunted with the effort.

  Though she did manage to make him step backward, it did her no good. He just pulled her along by the horns.

  Growling, Taylor worked to thrash herself free of his hands.

  And went nowhere.

  “Are you done?” Vince asked, pushing on her horns further, forcing her to face the ceiling.

  “Why are you this strong?” Taylor grunted out a
s she balled her hands into fists and began pummeling his stomach.

  Vince had expected something like that. Ramona had done the same thing once or twice, after all.

  He’d reinforced his stomach before grabbing onto her horns, flexing his abs at the same time.

  Twenty seconds into the beating, Taylor dropped her arms, panting.

  “Are you done now, my Dragon? I’ve beaten you in your draconic form previously.

  “In your human form, you stand less of a fighting chance,” Vince said in a neutral tone.

  “I don’t—I didn’t even make you flinch, did I?” Taylor asked, her tension running out of her like a wineskin with a hole in it.

  “Not at all. You said you wished to be dominated. Is that still your desire?” Vince asked, gazing down at her.

  “I don’t know. I feel like my chest and my privates are on fire, though. I can’t catch my breath,” Taylor said, her body quivering slightly.

  Ramona had a similar reaction when I did this, didn’t she? Might as well repeat the whole process then.

  “Get on your knees,” Vince commanded.

  Taylor hesitated. In response, Vince tapped a thumb against the horn it held.

  Shivering, Taylor shifted around from her squatting position and got down on her knees.

  “Put your hands between your legs.”

  The black Dragon did as instructed.

  “I want you to use your fingers to stroke yourself.”

  “I’ve never—”

  “Use your fingertips. Start playing with yourself. Feel around. Got it?”

  “I… yes.”

  Taylor’s hands started to move around beneath her. Vince couldn’t quite see what she was doing, but she was listening.

  “Open your mouth,” Vince said.

  Blinking up at him several times, Taylor opened her mouth.

  “Wider.”

  Letting out a shaking breath, she opened her mouth as wide a possible, showing off a pink tongue and bright white teeth.

  “Still wish to be dominated?” Vince asked once again.

  Taylor slowly nodded her head, her hands moving a bit more between her thighs.

  Pulling on her horns, Vince brought her face towards his crotch. Pushing the tip of his member against her tongue he tapped her horns gently.

  “Close your mouth and start sucking on me. Gently, though—not too hard.”

  Taylor’s tongue squirmed under his head before slowly curling up around one side. Then she closed her mouth around him, her cheeks hollowing as she began to suck exactly as she’d been instructed.

  “Good. Now use your tongue to stroke it while I move your head. Understand?”

  “Mmhmm,” Taylor murmured around him. Her tongue began to roll around him from below and the sides.

  Vince began to pull on her horns, moving himself deeper into her mouth.

  Reaching what felt like a good point and not wanting to make her gag on the first go, he started pushing her head away.

  “You still playing with yourself? Feel good?”

  “Mmhmm,” mumbled the Dragon.

  Taylor’s eyes were wide, staring up at him. Her cheeks were bright red and it was clear she’d lost herself in being subdued.

  Being dominated as a Dragon or Dragonnewt was like being shamed as a Dryad, it seemed to Vince.

  He started to work Taylor’s head back and forth, using her horns as handholds while applying pressure to her at the same time.

  Forcing her to bend to his will.

  She eagerly took him each time, using her mouth as best as she was able with no experience. To the point that he was slowly inching toward the back of her mouth.

  It didn’t take long, in fact, before he was pushing his entire length past her lips. His hilt wedging against them.

  His tip lodged in her throat at the end of every pull on her horns.

  A wet, squishing noise was becoming more audible as he used her face for himself.

  Taking a moment to glance down between her legs, Vince found Taylor fingering herself rather roughly now, and what looked like a wet spot was pooling beneath her.

  “Alright my Dragon, time for you to lay yourself down for me and be claimed.

  “Up in the bed you go,” Vince said, easing her head back from his length.

  With a slurp, she let go of his tip and licked her lips, staring at up him with fully dilated eyes.

  She’s even more drunk off this than Ramona was.

  “Yes, nest-mate,” she said.

  Getting shakily to her feet, Taylor managed to make it into the bed. She laid herself out in it and immediately spread her legs wide.

  Her hands dove right back down into her privates as well, her fingers unceasingly slipping in and out.

  “Oh? You like doing that to yourself now?” Vince asked, following her into the bed.

  “I wish I’d tried it earlier,” Taylor said, her hips starting to grind into her own hands. “It feels really good.”

  Chuckling, Vince got up onto the bed and eased himself between her legs.

  “Need to move your hands,” Vince said.

  Taylor nodded and then moved her hands away.

  Using his right hand, he eased the tip into her very wet entry.

  “I’m not sure how it works since you’re a Dragon, but the first time usually hurts for human women,” Vince warned.

  “I’ll be fine. I’m not a human,” Taylor said, her voice breathy and heavy.

  Leaning forward, he grabbed her wrists and brought them up behind her head. Then he shifted and brought his knees up against her hips. Having pinned her in place, he began to move forward.

  Her warm and slick channel greeted him, pulling him ever onward.

  Not stopping until he reached his hilt, Vince looked to Taylor’s face.

  Her eyes were closed, and it was clear they were rolling back in her head.

  Tucking his face into her neck, he began to bite at her skin as he started to rock back and forth against her.

  Taylor started to moan loudly as he took her. With each thrust, she shuddered, her entire lower body grinding down into him.

  “Mark me,” Taylor murmured, her head lolling to the side. Her knees came up at the same time and folded outward as far as they could go. “Mark me everywhere.”

  Not needing a second request, Vince bit down hard into Taylor’s neck, causing her to gasp.

  Feeling like he was coming quickly to his end, he worked himself harder against her. The sounds of her entry being pummeled were loud in his own ears as he sped up.

  Taylor’s moans were loud, growling things, her body pliant and her movements needy.

  Her tight depths gripped at him.

  Pulling his head up from the trail of bite marks he’d been leaving, he suddenly kissed her. Kissed her hard.

  At the same exact time, he reached his climax, his shaft expanding as he thrust his seed deep into her.

  Taylor’s mouth opened and her tongue slithered to his, her legs locking down around his waist, pulling at him.

  Pushing down against her, his tongue curling around hers, he continued to fill her with each pump.

  Letting out a slow breath through his nose as it ended, Vince let his body relax into Taylor.

  As if sensing the end, her legs tightened around him further, keeping him locked into place.

  Breaking the kiss, Taylor pulled back an inch. Then she started nuzzling him, her lips kissing and tickling his cheek and jaw, then down along his ear and neck.

  Closing his eyes, Vince did nothing to stop her.

  As she nibbled and kissed at his skin, it almost felt like she was grooming him in a way.

  Then she bodily shoved him onto his back, her lips and mouth traversing back and forth across his neck and shoulders. Her lips and tongue never lingered too long, but she covered every visible inch of him as she worked her way down.

  Lying there, Vince enjoyed the attention, feeling quite spent.

  A soft, chittering noise came fro
m Taylor as she worked quietly.

  When she isn’t lost in whatever Dragon thing this is, I’ll ask her about it.

  In the morning.

  ***

  When they reached the spot where Thera’s camp had been previously, they found only torn-up turf and signs of a rapid departure.

  Bending down, Vince inspected a piece of shattered wood.

  “Looks like an arrow,” he said, picking up a chunk. “Pretty sure of it.”

  “And where did they go then?” Taylor said.

  She’d acted no differently the morning afterward. Her personality nor demeanor changed not one whit.

  “They had to retreat.”

  Looking toward the voice, he found nothing there.

  Stepping out of what seemed like thin air was Leila, followed by Red.

  “Red knew you would come,” said the Beastkin.

  She bounded over to Vince and plastered herself to him. Kissing him almost violently, she stopped only to smile at him.

  “I’m very glad to see you, Vince,” she said, the light in her eyes flickering.

  The glow vanished for a moment and clear light-brown eyes watched him.

  Only for the red glow to come back in a fraction of a second.

  Growling, Red stepped away from him and slunk over to Leila.

  “Leila, it happened again,” Red complained.

  “And it will continue to. You’ll need to make your choice soon,” Leila said softly, patting Red gently on the side.

  Turning to face him, Leila smiled up at him.

  “Red and I remained, as we assumed you’d make it out. I’ve brought the Dragon souls with me,” she said, patting the bag at her side. “Thera sent orders as well.”

  “Oh? And what are they? Where is she and what happened?” Vince asked. He wasn’t about to let go of the subject of Red and whatever choice she needed to make, but he wanted to hear what Thera’s plans were first.

  “Blow’em up,” Leila said simply. “She wants us to detonate all three souls and force the Tri-lliance to fall back.

  “She recommends heavily populated cities, or cities with religious, economical, or infrastructure value.

  “As to what happened, that second army that seemed to not know what to do with itself showed up.

  “Last we heard of them, they were still in the northwest—then suddenly they were on top of us. They somehow came in from the east, and the army we’ve been chasing came in from the southwest.