Chapter 20
ARDRUC
My hearts singing and nostrils flaring, I plunged through the forest following the siren call of my little mate’s scent.
I had no idea where the phrase my little mate came from. The words had popped into my head in the midst of the first rush of the mating frenzy, when my thoughts were jumbled and hazy and my need for Elena swallowed up everything I was and had ever been.
The first time it came out of my mouth, part of me worried my brilliant and strong mate might take offense. Instead, my Elena’s sweet pussy gushed at the words. She liked my nickname for her as much as I liked to be called her dragon.
She did not simply let me dominate her; she craved it.
I knew from the way she had twisted her hands in her bonds to emphasize how helpless she was to be tied up, and she obeyed me even when it caused her discomfort or pain.
She wanted me to come on her face and feed her my cum.
She got off beautifully being submissive and wanted recordings of our lovemaking to watch later.
My mate was perfect. We were a perfect match.
This should not have surprised me. To be true mates, we must resonate in every way. But with every new experience, we found a new aspect in which we complimented each other, and the wonder of it was almost enough to distract from my need to find her and take her.
I huffed. Almost.
The grass under my feet, the trees around and above me, the fungi and leaves and vines all thrummed with what seemed to me like joy and excitement as I passed by, as if the planet was part of our courtship.
I did not know why Hyderia had chosen to reveal its wonders to us or what might come next, but for the first time in my life I cared only about this perfect present. My mate was running and hiding somewhere in this forest, waiting and wanting to be caught and taken. Nothing else mattered.
Skin tingling and cock throbbing with need, I hunted.
All my senses narrowed to her scent and the little signs she had left of her passage through the woods: bent twigs, footprints in bare earth, a spot on a fallen tree where she had clearly scraped her arm or leg climbing over it.
My hearts twinged at the smear of blood on the bark.
When I found her, I would heal her wound and give her such endless pleasure that she forgot the injury entirely.
My mate’s well-being and safety were now the center of my existence. Nothing in the universe could make me more content than making her happy.
My hearts raced faster the closer I came to finding her. Her scent was now so fresh that it made my blood hum and sizzle. I must be only moments behind her.
To my left, a flash of movement: blonde hair and green clothing. The softest sound of footsteps in the grass, barely audible even to my sharp ears.
A low growl escaped my lips and a puff of smoke swirled from my nostrils. Little mate, little mate…
Silently, I slipped through the trees and undergrowth, circling around that thrilling glimpse of Elena until I found her.
She was whimpering and gasping for air as she ran, though she tried to muffle the sounds. Her excitement and anticipation buzzed on my skin like static. She knew I was closing in and her run was about to come to an end.
So I let her keep running, just to let her anticipation build a little more. The more desperate she became, the more she would enjoy what I planned to do.
She passed right by the tree I hid behind, her head swiveling as she scanned her surroundings. Her gaze slid past my place of concealment and focused on a little clearing up ahead where some fallen trees had formed a kind of barrier. She smiled to herself and changed direction.
My crafty little mate thought she had found a hiding place.
Silently, I slipped from tree to tree as Elena made her way toward the little shelter on her tiptoes, trying not to make a sound.
To be able to play with a lover, to embrace my predatory soul, to feel so free to be myself…how glorious.
Three meters from the clearing, just as she reached a lovely patch of soft grass ringed with brightly colored mushrooms, I leapt out from behind a tree and wrapped my arms around her from behind.
She shrieked as I took her to the ground, turning in midair so I took the force of the impact and she was unharmed.
The moment our skin touched, my mating frenzy changed form from the need to hunt to the need to take.
I rolled us, flipped her over onto her back, and pinned her wrists above her head with one hand.
Wild-eyed and chest heaving, she squirmed in my grip until I squeezed tighter. “There is no escape, little mate,” I grated.
She whimpered. Gods, the scent of her arousal was maddening.
I lowered my head to capture her mouth with my own as my free hand pushed her top up to bare her breasts. Her pretty pink nipples had already formed hard peaks.
“I’ll take off my clothes,” she gasped. “You don’t have to rip them off.”
“I do not have to,” I agreed, my lips moving along her jaw. “But I want to.”
I sucked her right nipple into my mouth and used my tongue and teeth to make her wail and writhe. The red marks I had left earlier had already healed thanks to the healing power of my cum, so I made new ones. Every time my teeth closed on her delicate skin, she cried out and her arousal grew.
I rose to my hands and knees to loom over her. “Stay where you are,” I commanded. “Do not move.”
“Yes, dragon,” she gasped.
My cock, already hard as stone, twitched and spurted precum in my pants at her obedience.
Impatient to have her mouth on me, I wanted to rip my pants off. Instead, I stood and unfastened them as Elena watched, her hands still over her head.
When I freed my dripping cock and slid my pants down my legs, she licked her lips and opened her legs.
“I told you not to move,” I reminded her.
With a moan, she returned to her earlier pose. “Please,” she gasped. “Please let me suck your cock, my dragon.”
I draped my pants over a fallen tree and knelt. “Crawl to me, then, little mate.”
Breathing hard, she rolled to her hands and knees and prowled toward me, taunting me by how slowly and sinuously she moved.
I wanted very much to tear her clothes from her body, but she had brought few clothing items with her to Nova Cal and we must conserve resources. Perhaps I could make do by stripping her naked.
“I want to see your beautiful body. Raise your hands.” I pulled her top off over her head and tossed it onto the tree next to my pants. “Turn around,” I commanded.
Still on her knees, she turned her back to me. I pulled her very utilitarian pants down to bare her perfect ass. My cock twitched again and splattered precum over her skin. She moaned.
With her legs trapped in her pants, I took advantage of her pose to stroke my fingertips along the cleft of her lovely ass and over her dripping pussy. She cried out, her pleas for my fingers and tongue tumbling over each other in her desperation for release.
“Not yet, little mate,” I said, and circled her asshole with a wet fingertip to see it flutter and hear her wail. “Such a pretty, perfect ass. I cannot wait to stretch it.”
Her moan made my balls draw up. Finally, I pulled her pants the rest of the way off and threw them aside. “Turn,” I said.
When she faced me again, her eyes were wild and her face had flushed with need.
“Hmm.” I cupped her chin with my hand and studied her mouth as if I had not already long since memorized every detail about it. “I am not sure my little mate can fit my big dragon cock in her mouth.”
“I can,” she promised. “I will.”
“Show me.” With one hand on my cock and the other on her chin, I guided her forward. “Open your mouth and stick out your tongue, little mate.”
With a moan, she obeyed.
The moment the dripping head of my cock reached her little pink tongue, she licked me hungrily. Stars exploded across my vision, my balls clenched, and I very nearly came. My mate’s tongue could elevate me to the heavens with a single touch.
“Clean it,” I grated, my voice little more than a growl.
She licked up my precum one mind-bending caress of her tongue at a time.
“Good, little mate,” I said when she finished. “Now you may suck my cock.”
With a throaty sound, she gripped my cock in her shaking hand, opened her mouth as far as she could, and slid her lips over the head. This time, the starbursts in my vision all but blinded me.
Gods, she was perfect.
Stroking and circling my slick length with her hand, she took my cock into her mouth as much as she could and sucked, flicking her tongue over the opening. Each little teasing caress drew a burst of precum and made me quake.
I rumbled and growled, my thumb on her lower lip to hold her head at the perfect angle for me to thrust gently and carefully into her mouth. Her throat could not accommodate me, but I brushed against it because the ragged sounds she made sent shivers through my entire body to the tip of my tail.
“Is it good, my dragon?” she rasped when I withdrew.
“It is more than good, my little mate.” I kissed her forehead. “It is heaven itself.”
“Will you come in my mouth?” Her tongue darted out and swirled around the head of my cock. “Please, my dragon?”
“No, little mate.” I caressed her cheek and took her jaw in my hand again to hold her steady as I thrust back into her sweet mouth. “I will come in your throat.”
Her muffled moan and the way her eyes almost rolled up from the force of her need caused my balls to tighten even further.
She took me as deeply into her mouth as she could and hummed around my cock. Three thrusts were all it took for me to break.
Growling, shaking, head thrown back and body wracked with shudders, I came in great spurts. Choking and gagging, she fought to swallow my cum, but its abundance ran down her chin.
When her nails dug into the flesh of my thighs, I withdrew from her mouth so she could gasp in air, her chest heaving. I cupped her breasts and rubbed my thumbs over her nipples.
“You are so beautiful,” I rasped. “So perfect.”