Chapter Ten
Laken
Teddy was a good friend to Sunny. When he took his speedy departure, he left the doughnuts behind and told Sunny to tell him what he needed packed up for our matingmoon. I followed Teddy’s path out of the Gladiator Campus over the flight link to ensure he wasn’t hunting down Selt. I had a feeling he wasn’t going to want to help us at all and Teddy wouldn’t be the best person to speak to him about it. As much as Sunny and his friend wouldn’t like the idea, that job would fall to me when it was time. I knew him the longest and knew all his sore points. Selt stood in his father’s shadow and would never be the fighter his old man was. He took that out on everyone because fighting was what he chose to fill up that void with.
“So, where to or are we camping out here for a few weeks?” Sunny asked.
“No. We’ll go to my place. My grandma’s almost ready to leave. She’s excited to get back to 3. I think she has a new boyfriend. She was only on 1 because I mentioned my vibe to her. I think she wanted to scout ahead to see what you were like.”
“Does Selt live on 1?” he asked me.
“Yeah,” I nodded. “He used to live on 2 but they moved him to 1 hoping he’d meet his mate and calm his fiery balls down. He’s an asshole because he won’t take therapy. He’s mad that he can’t have his way. If you ask me, he needs that suction cup dildo more than I do.”
Sunny laughed and reached over to pick up my bag.
“Nope. You carry the food and your little bag. This one is mine,” I said, shouldering it. “I love all the old-fashioned stuff but I’m an omega who can lift you above my head and toss you across the arena. I can carry my own bag.”
“Sheesh! So dramatic,” Sunny teased pinching me on the butt. “Should I set up the dildo for you to calm down with?”
“Be nice or you’re not getting to watch,” I said, motioning for him to pick up the doughnuts. “We’ll walk back to my place. I don’t like flying with my bag.”
“What’s in there?”
“My stuff,” I rolled my eyes. “Hey, I’m not trying to be an asshole. I’ve been single a long ass time and it’s going to take time for me to be more open too. I can talk about sex and romping all day long but other things you’re going to find I’m just as elusive as you are about certain topics.”
“Got a teddy bear or something?” he asked.
“Not exactly. Nothing that private even.”
“Something’s rubbed you the wrong way,” Sunny said.
“Thinking about having to work with Selt, I guess. Don’t get me wrong, I can handle him. I’m even willing to make the sacrifice to connect the flight with the rest of the worlds. I just don’t look forward to it.”
“Someone on the bus said he played grab ass while fighting.”
“He didn’t with me,” I shook my head. “He does. He and all his goonies with each other. It might look weird from the outside but they’re more show than fight and the crowds like it okay enough since they’re only in the arena occasionally.”
“What does he really have against you?” Sunny asked. “You said you never dated him, and it seems to be personal.”
“He dated Frey in high school and cheated on him. I was the one who told Frey about it and had proof. He thought I should’ve minded my own business, but my friends’ hearts are my business. He needs to grow up and show up.”
“Frey’s mate is better than him, right?” Sunny asked, flashing me the suspicious side eyes.
“For Frey? Yes. I say it like that because Selt is a flight member, and I hope one day he’s worthy of the title.”
“You’re nicer than me. Once a cheater always a cheater.”
“I don’t want to date him. I just want him to be worthy of being in our flight. We’ll feed him and keep him even if that’s dubious but we’re going to bug the hell out of him until he shapes up.”
“That sounds really annoying. Really fucking annoying. I don’t think you can annoy anyone – even jackasses – into changing.”
“Well, we feed and house them while treating them like they’re a worthy flight member too. If he hurts someone, he’ll be in trouble but cheating on a high school boyfriend isn’t an offense to kick him out of the flight for. Neither is calling me a cock tease. He’s jealous of you, Sunny. He was probably jealous of you as soon as he laid eyes on you. It’s not anything to do with me – not me personally. You show up after living like a prince your whole life. You get to fight in the highest ranks, and you have me. Plus, you have a friend like Teddy who has your back. Did you see anyone run up to defend him when that happened? He was surrounded by his own flight and by dragons he calls friends, but no one did. He’s jealous of you.”
“Not to change the subject, but where would I have fought if you hadn’t asked to fight me?” Sunny asked.
“Not against me. They’d never put a first timer against me. They probably wouldn’t have put you against any omega because you’re not from here. They’d have waited until they saw how you behaved in the arena. You would’ve probably started one stage down from the top but that’s not a bad place to start.”
“My ego isn’t bruised. That was your match. It ended on your terms,” Sunny said.
“So, bottoming breaks your brain but losing a fight doesn’t?”
“Hey! Back in the day, our flight was only led by omegas! If my parents fought, my money is on my carrier too! Losing a fight to you doesn’t hurt. It’s a sport. There aren’t life and death consequences. If it’s ever okay to lose a fight, it’s during a sporting match.”
“See – that attitude is why I know you’ll be alright in the end,” I said and playfully bumped his with my shoulder.
***
Back at my house, I didn’t even have a chance to show Sunny around before my grandma ushered us into the kitchen for lunch.
“Thought you were going home to Shal,” I said, kissing her cheek.
“I am. Wanted to make sure you two had lunch if you made it back here today,” she grinned. “I’ll leave you two to it, if you want.”
“Join us,” I said instead of shoving her out the front door like my dragon would’ve preferred.
She wouldn’t be around forever, and I wanted to know her take on the whole Selt ritual thing. I filled her in on what Liam had said while we all filled our plates. She’d smoked cow ribs just for the occasion and cooked up her homemade sauce for them along with several starch and veggie sides.
“That makes sense now that I think of it,” she said and bit her lip. “His family wasn’t purely dragon back in the day. One of his grandparents were an elf. I don’t know which clan they were from but I’m almost positive. It’s probably not even that uncommon to have mixed heritages. All the births are dragons for the most part because two dragons carrying two dominant dragon genes usually make dragon eggs. Not always but usually.”
“Wouldn’t that be something,” Sunny snorted.
“What’s that?” Grandma asked him.
“Sorry. I meant wouldn’t it be ironic if it’s Selt who can open the Other World gateways.”
“At least then he’d have a use,” she sighed.
“Might make him shape up,” I said.
“Or he might make one, run through it, and close it behind him,” Sunny said.
“He wouldn’t do that to the flight,” Grandma shook her head. I opened my mouth to almost disagree, but she kept speaking. “I know he’s not the best dragon we have but he’s still one of us. Besides, a dragon like him would want to gloat that he was the reason everyone had their mate. Even if he only gave them the chance, he’d gloat.”
“Maybe his ego will work in our favor,” I said, praying to every ancestor that I was right. “Maybe him having something to contribute that his sire can’t overshadow will help too.”
“All he’s ever wanted was for that damn man to be proud of him,” she shook her head and clicked her tongue. “It’s a shame too. All it would take is a few words from him and that kid would’ve grown up so much different.”
“Maybe they should offer parenting classes,” Sunny said.
“Oh, they do,” Grandma nodded. “You don’t have to take them, but they do. They also offer therapy for you and your kid or grandkid or whatever of any age. They don’t make anyone take advantage of the social programs unless there is a major issue. We don’t really have issues like that here. Not like the books talk about back on Earthside anyway.”
I changed the subject to complimenting her cow ribs before she could ask Sunny what social programs the Moonscale Flight offered. One day we’d have to talk about that. One day we might even go over there to help implement them but until then I’d rather not argue about it with my mate.
Chapter Eleven
Sunny
After we said goodbye to Laken’s grandma, he cleaned up the kitchen while I stepped into the back garden and called to check in with Castor. He’d grown more comfortable with the crew staying away for longer, but I grew accustomed to touching base with him and the others as if we were a big extended family. He thanked me for checking in and told me to take my time working things out. Everyone was eager to find out what Liam’s vision might bring but Castor knew better than anyone that sometimes life stood still when you met your true-mate.
Then I sent the triplets a text to let them know I met my true-mate. My parents were two kids up since I left but I was still in a group chat with my nephews: Cobalt, Teal, and Indigo. Due to the age difference between me and their dad we more or less grew up together. It took me forever to realize that they had their own triplet link, and every group messaging system was for my benefit.
“That’s why we’ll have our kids in clusters. No one grows up as an only child. Either they get clutch mates, or they get siblings close to their age. None of this left out nonsense,” my dragon chimed into my thoughts.
I didn’t have a chance to answer him before congratulations texts from the triplets poured into our group chat. I was typing out a thank you and about to inquire about their love lives when the questions started.
COBALT: Do you know what Liam’s vision means yet? I heard it was S&M related.
INDIGO: Maybe she ran a kink club. That would make sense. Keeper of the keys or something.
I made a mental note to tell the others to maybe try phrases that included keys. Keys and doors did go together, and puzzles had been solved in stranger ways.
TEAL: Not S&M. Teddy wouldn’t do S&M. I wanted to let you know, Sunny, watch out for enraged dragons. Those get tied down. Maybe the Starscales tie them down to slabs of stone so they can’t fly away. Be careful. Tell your mate to be careful too.
ME: I will. Always careful.
ME: Has Liam told anyone who Teddy’s mate is?
TEAL: I’m working on it. You’d think so would Duke but he told me to mind my business. If Teddy is your business then he’s our business too. Grandcarrier says to mind our business too but he’s more concerned about who you’re going to sacrifice and to who. He wanted us to remind you that Frost and Juda have never asked for any sort of blood sacrifice like that.
I rolled my eyes. Of course that’s what my carrier would worry about. He’d pick the most outlandish possibility and worry about it. Though, my youngest sibling was born not long ago and Dad always got weird after having a baby. At least, that’s what I’d been told.
COBALT: So is he hot? When do we get to see him?
Me: Uh…. Cousin. We don’t know for sure who it is yet. Put it back in your pants.
INDIGO: Not S&M guy. YOUR MATE!!!!!!!!!!!
COBALT: WHAT HE SAID!
TEAL: SORRY THEY’RE UNCIVILIZED KOMODO DRAGONS!!
ME: Soon. I promise. I’m not sending a photo of him to another world without his permission though. Oh! Shit! What do you guys think of heading a community tree project in London? I almost forgot to ask you.
COBALT: That’s my cue to run away. I’m allergic to half the things my carrier grows.
TEAL: Email me more details. I’ll help you. I think it’s to impress your guy anyway. So, I’ll help.
I almost told him it was about more than impressing Laken. It would’ve been the truth, but I didn’t want to leave a trail of texts insulting how my grandparents ran things. If they knew that was influenced by Laken at all, they’d never like him. My carrier would be offended that he was accused of not ‘loving’ his flight and my sire would blow his top, saying he did the best he could. It was better if I waited until I could get the triplets on the phone.
ME: Thanks, Teal. Cobalt, take your damn allergy shot. Make them sit on you or something. You’re bigger than that needle.
“So, that’s why you wouldn’t have made fun of me,” Laken said, leaning his chin on my shoulder.
“Dragons did not evolve to take shots. We evolved to rebel against anything that tries to stab us,” I shrugged. “Those are my nephews. We’re all around the same age, though. They’re triplets.”
“The ones you grew up with,” Laken nodded and kissed my bare shoulder. “I look forward to meeting them.”
“One of them might help with the community plant project,” I told him as I typed a quick ‘talk later’ text to the triplets. “He thinks I’m only doing it to impress you.”
“Even if you are, I’ll take it and probably so will the dragons that get food in their bellies because of it. Sometimes if something has a good outcome, people can forgive you for thinking with your dick.”
“Eh, I mean, you’re hot, but I wouldn’t need to do that to get laid,” I teased him, tucking my phone into my pocket and turning around so that we faced each other. “But as we’ve established, I’ve never wanted just a romp. Besides, I don’t disagree with you. I don’t know that it’ll work back—”
“Nothing works until it does. No nail is hammered in until you find someone to hold it steady,” Laken said.
“I’ll hold it steady,” I smirked.
“This is where I want to make a joke about alphas always being so fucking horny, but,” he said, grabbing my hand and putting it on his crotch.
My nostrils flared and a ring of smoke drifted out. Laken smirked at me. He smelled so fucking good. Keeping my hand on his crotch, I claimed a long, slow kiss. His soft lips parted under mine, and I slid my tongue into his warm, welcoming mouth. His stubble rubbed against my face. Not a lot of dragons grew facial hair so quickly. I wondered if he was a whiskered dragon and suddenly was torn between getting him naked again and seeing him in the scales.
“I am,” he growled against my lips.
“Whiskered or naked?”
“You’d know if I was naked with what you’re holding onto, mate,” he chuckled, and we kissed again.
The scales could wait and so could the whiskers. I started to drop to my knees, but he grabbed one of my belt loops and pulled me back inside.
“I’m not modest but you never know who will walk by. Probably no one who would take offense but—”
“You don’t have to explain. If broad daylight backyard head is off limits, it’s off limits. You don’t have to explain why,” I said, dropping to my knees.
Once we were alone with the door shut, getting Laken out of his clothes was easy. I kissed his belly before licking up and down the happy trail that led to his hard, throbbing dick. He ran his fingers through my hair, tickling and massaging my scalp, as I licked and kissed up and down his stomach before finally dropping my attention down to his cock. Holding it at its wide shaft, I licked up his underside. His hands gripped my shoulders and squeezed, fingers trembling against my flesh. I drew zigzags with my tongue around scales as I licked my way back down to my fist. I took my time exploring his dick and marking him as my territory before he used his bulk to make room for himself to drop down to the floor with me. Cupping my chin, he pulled me up into a long, hard kiss. His teeth scraped against my bottom lip, bringing up scales to protect me. I kissed him hard until he leaned back on his heels almost as if we both struggled to whip the other’s tongue into submission. He kissed me back, running his hands up and down my thighs.
“Lay back,” he murmured against my lips, and I almost did without asking why.
“Don’t be like that,” he laughed. “I’m not asking you to walk over a mine field. Just lay back.”
“My turn to get you off,” I shook my head in between kisses.
“And I plan to get off,” he said, caressing the spots where my knees bent. “I promise it’ll be worth it to trust me for a second. I mean, you trusted me not to kill you in the arena. I don’t plan on smothering you today.”
Laughing, I leaned back until my legs came out from under me so that I could stretch them out. Laken was over me, kissing me again. I wrapped my arms around his neck as our tongues danced between our mouths. Every inch of me craved more of him. Touching and kissing – hell, even sucking him, wasn’t enough. It was as if something inside me starved, and he was the only cure for the hunger pangs plaguing me. I kissed him like he was my oxygen, and I would die without him.
“Be right back. Sort of,” he laughed, rolling off me.
I reached for him, but he was already out of grabbing range. He was over me, undoing my pants and stealing them away so that I lay naked on his kitchen floor. Then he straddled over me with his face above my hard dick. Before my brain registered which position he’d guided us into, he licked away a drop of precum from the sensitive, throbbing head of my dick. I roared as the sensation rolled up my body.
“Told you it’d be worth it,” Laken chuckled, his words laced with need.
He wiggled his ass at me, until I hooked my hands under his hips and pulled him back. I licked over the textured skin of his soft scrotum as he returned his attention to licking up and down my shaft. Holding onto his hips and thighs, I licked away the slick arousal that dribbled onto his balls. Slowly, teasingly, I licked and kissed my way up to his dripping omegahole. I squeezed his hips as his mouth slid down my dick. My hips arched up to meet his soft, welcoming mouth.
Laken’s hands rested hard against my thighs as if silently telling me to hold still. All that meant was I needed to work harder if he could still think that straight. I lapped at the sweet, tangy arousal pooling around his omegahole. He pushed back against my face and suddenly I got his joke about not smothering me. I grinned for a second before I lost my train of thought as Laken’s nimble tongue traced the tip of my cock and then licked away another drop of precum.
I snatched at my wits and gripped his hips, my fingers digging into his flesh as I licked over his dribbling omegahole. He pressed back against me again, letting out a deep, throaty moan that let me know I was headed in the right direction. I lost myself to his mouth and the taste of his slick arousal sliding all over my tongue and lips. He was so fucking slick – so fucking ready and here I was pinned under him as he sucked my brain out of my dick. My hips rocked against the heavy weight of his hands, thrusting up into his warm mouth. He sucked me hard – taking his time to slide up and down my shaft, drawing out the moment when I’d come despite how close up to my body my heavy balls had drawn themselves.
I licked him relentlessly, doing my best to give as good as I got. He moaned over my dick, pressing his tongue hard against it. I let go of one of his hips and took his thick cock in my hand. He was dribbling a line of precum onto my skin as I stroked him in time with my tongue lapping at the slick arousal still pooling outside his omegahole. He was fucking perfect. I could’ve lived right there on the floor pinned under him with my dick in his mouth forever even as he grew close to the edge and dug his nails into my thighs. I hissed against his flesh but rocked my hips to keep everything going. My breaths came in heavy pants and smoke rings shot out of my nose as if I tried to perform a circus trick.
He roared!
Victory was mine!
Laken came first, spilling the proof of all the pleasure I milked from him onto my flesh. Still, I licked at him as he slid his groaning mouth down my cock again. I trembled underneath him as his nails scratched deeper into me. I bit into his ass cheek when I finally came hard and fast and he swallowed down my pleasure as if it were a delicacy. We collapsed together there on the kitchen floor, him still laying on me upside down. I stroked his hips and thighs as we both caught our breath.
Eventually, he wiggled around to face the same direction as me and we helped each other upright. He was right about coming inside. This would’ve been one helluva mess to make where anyone could walk by and see. He grabbed one of the dish towels and wiped my face and then my belly before balling the towel up in his fist. I had the inkling that his shower was going to get used more than it ever had over the next few weeks.
Chapter Twelve
Laken
Alone at home with Sunny it was easy to forget about the rest of the world. I wasn’t great about taking time off of work. Thought at first I’d miss the fighting and the roar of the crowd, but I didn’t. Not right away. Maybe I would later but I wouldn’t be on my matingmoon forever, would I? It was easy to forget that Sunny came from a place that wasn’t as balanced as my flight. It was easy to forget that we might have to strip Selt naked and tie him to an altar to unlock our access to Other World gateways. That was easy enough to forget about. I’d seen all he had to show enough times to never want to lay eyes on his naked ass again. Our problems would be there when we resurfaced but sometimes the key to swimming the farthest out to sea was pretending you never had to come up for air at all. Maybe we’d get lucky, and they’d all forget about us too and we’d live here, sequestered away in my house forever.
That evening the doorbell rang but Teddy had already slunk away by the time I made it to the front door. There on the porch was the flight-provided food basket, along with some take out he probably picked up in Starscale 1’s purple district, along with some of Sunny’s stuff. It was his important stuff and some clothes as if Teddy wasn’t sure if he was moving in with me or we’d both migrate over to where they lived together later. I joked about it to Sunny as he fried some pig slices for sandwiches. He went quiet and his scent turned contemplative.
“What? You’re not sure either?” I asked him.
“What I want to say makes me sound like I feel more for Teddy than I do, and I don’t want you to read into it too much.”
“Do you think he’s incapable of living alone?” I asked him.
“No,” Sunny shook his head and flipped the pig slices over in the pan. “He’s more than capable of living alone. It’s just I wonder if he should have to. I’m the one who would hate living alone. I like having someone around to talk to and co-exist with. Maybe I was a wolf in a past life.”
“Or maybe you grew up in a family where talking to others all the time was the happy norm. Nothing wrong with that. Nothing wrong with being introverted either but nothing wrong with liking to have people around. Now, I know we don’t know much about Liam’s visions about what will go on in our part of the universe, but Teddy’s mate isn’t from here. If they want to stay here that house Teddy is living in now would come in handy. I’m not saying we can’t visit each other. We will. Just in the long view, it might be better if we don’t live with him.”
Sunny was quiet for a long moment. Long enough that I started to wonder if I said the wrong thing and it was time for our next squabble.
“I hope I get along with his mate,” Sunny finally said. “I’ve watched so many friend groups fall apart because their mates don’t get along. I don’t want that to be us.”
“If he’s like Teddy, I’m sure you will. Despite his near-choking of Selt, he seems like a guy who goes out of his way to be kind.”
“Sometimes.”
“Sometimes is more than most dragons. Doing the right thing and being kind aren’t always the same things,” I reminded him.
“Do you want me to tell him to bring the rest of my stuff over?” Sunny asked.
“What do you want? I want you to live with me, of course. I want us to live together at the very least, even if it’s not here. That doesn’t mean all your stuff has to live here. If having some of it over there makes you feel better--- I’m rambling. You’ve turned me into a rambling dragon. Shame on you, Sunny Moonscale.”
“I like listening to you talk for a change,” Sunny said. “Let’s wait until we get us worked out before we worry about the rest of my stuff. If there’s something I need in the meantime, we’ll worry about it as we come to it.”
“It looks like he brought your stash of lube and condoms,” I said, poking through the bags.
“Eh, no. He bought that or added it to my stuff. I never collected them in hoards like that. I didn’t know he did either.”
“Does he not want us to reproduce?” I laughed, setting the bag aside. “Wait. Are you okay with me poking around your stuff?”
“He wants us to have choices and it’s just stuff. Anything officially Moonscale is kept in the Captain’s office on the ship,” Sunny shrugged. “I don’t have much to hide. That’s clothes and stuff mostly. Well, and whatever he snuck in there too.”
After dinner, we unpacked Sunny’s belongings. He was right. Most of his stuff was clothes. He owned more shirts than anyone I knew that didn’t work in an industry that required them. He owned a lot of underwear too. Maybe as much as someone who worked at Sprinkles or one of the other purple district establishments.
“Do you wear these?” I asked holding up a thong.
“Yeah. To swim in,” he shrugged.
“You could just go naked,” I laughed. “Practically are in this.”
“Sometimes you keep something a mystery,” he laughed and snatched the swimsuit away from me.
“I’ve seen it all. I’ve tasted it all,” I crossed my arms, smirking at him.
“Well, not everyone has.”
“Fair enough. I’m surprised they lasted all the way here.”
“I’m not. Moonscale made items are built to last,” Sunny said. “Wash and take care of them and our clothes will outlive some of us.”
“You’re gonna live forever as far as I’m concerned. I don’t do well with those doors and people leaving forever,” I said, not missing a beat. “So, I’ll eat those underwear before they get the chance to outlive you.”
“Kinky” Sunny said but flashed me a knowing smile.
That was the problem when you lived so long. Deaths became so few and far between that very few of us knew how to deal with them anymore.
“I’m not planning on going anywhere without you and you’re not allowed to die either. I’ll sacrifice Selt to Frost and Juda before that happens.”
“Don’t worry,” I whispered, pushing off the bed to stand closer to him. “If it comes down to that, so will I, and I won’t even tell your carrier.”
Sunny dropped the thong on the edge of the bed, and we shared a long kiss. I could’ve kissed this dragon forever. His mouth, lips, and tongue were perfect for me. He was perfect for me. As we kissed, his big strong hands moved from my hips to cup my ass cheeks. I leaned into him, playing into his plan without ever knowing it until it was too late. He lifted me by my ass and tossed me backwards onto the bed. Before the mattress stopped shaking, he was on top of me, kissing me hard and rubbing circles over my nipple with one of his thumbs. I let out a throaty laugh and wrapped an arm around him. I bucked my hips up, my hard cock brushing against his through our clothes.
We hadn’t discussed our claiming vows again. We were on the same page as far as hatchlings were concerned. Where we lived and who we sacrificed Selt too was still up in the air. Those were things that could be worked around and with, though. Was it time to stop holding back and acting like we didn’t feel the constant tug of the magic trying to pull us together?
“Yes,” my dragon whispered into my thoughts. “Abso-fucking-lutely.”
“He’s right,” Sunny whispered back to me picking up bits and pieces of our inner monologue while we kissed. “I’m tired of trying to keep my head on straight. I’m tired of trying to stay on track at all. I just want you – all of you, all the fucking time, Laken. For now. Forever. Later. Tomorrow. Next life. Whenever. Everything else can wait. What I think about casual sex doesn’t matter anymore. Selt will be there whenever we want to sacrifice him and as for my flight, they’ll just have to live with whatever we decide. I mean, they don’t even know which of the triplets is heir.”
“Why not?” I grunted under him as I ran my free hand down his back to grab a handful of ass.
“Because Eston is a fucking genius. He’s my brother’s mate. He did this whole spell on himself and his brother so that none of them could ever tell anyone who hatched first. None of us know. Not even they know. My guess is Teal. They think it was Cobalt because he’s like a fraction of a centimeter taller than the other two but it doesn’t matter. My grandparents couldn’t steal away the heir from his brothers because they could all be the heir to the Moonscale Flight and the damn magic. It’s fucking great. They don’t talk about it anymore, but I used to hear my parents arguing about it when I was a teenager.”
“I think I want to be his friend. I like to imagine that when my flight was on Earth we’d drive human leaders fucking crazy. According to my grandma her uncles used to tell tales of such things. Shitting on steeples and --- Wait, that’s not very sexy, is it?”
“I should say no. I’m part of that ruling family but--- Maybe it is. Resistance, I mean. Fighting back against what feels unfair. That’s sort of sexy.”
We kissed again and I wished he’d have stripped us naked before flopping me onto the bed.
“I can fix that,” he teased, trying to raise up, but I had a hold of him with both hands now.
“Not yet. I’m not ready to let go of you.”
“Can’t get naked if I can’t move. Can’t get you naked either.”
“Moonscale magic doesn’t include teleporting my clothes off?” I mock pouted.
“Babe, I wish. I fucking wish. You’d never wear clothes again,” he laughed and kissed me again.
“I’d still have the upper hand in the arena. I mean, you’d have more luck teleporting off your own clothes in that case.”
“One day I’m going to fuck you in the arena,” he whispered in my ears and goosebumps rose up on my flesh.
My brain scurried around trying to figure out how one might secure a whole arena for such an act. I didn’t think the council would take too kindly to that request. Sunny laughed and kissed me harder. Maybe thinking about it was enough. I imagined my cheek down in the arena grit and his dick pounding into me. It didn’t matter if I could kick his ass or not with how badly I wanted him to fuck mine. He pulled away again and this time I let him go. He stripped and then stripped me before I pulled him back down for a long, hard kiss. My teeth grazed against his bottom lip, giving it more scales, before sucking it into my mouth for a second.
He sank back onto his knees and rubbed his hands all over my body. He touched my shoulders, chest, and stomach leaving behind a warm trail of desire and a hungry need as he marked me as his territory with his palms. He played with my nipples, rolling them under his thumbs and sending little thunderbolts to land right square between my legs. I arched my back, and he pressed me back down as if he was far from finished with me.
Everything inside me wanted him. I was hard and slick and might’ve said yes to anything Sunny asked for. He nudged my thighs further apart and scooted in closer to me. His dick stood erect in front of him as if it reached out for my touch. I took him in my hand, and he let out a low throaty groan and thrust through my fist, leaving behind a streak of precum on my skin. I stroked him as he drew teasing circles over my chest and down my belly. He traced my happy trail again and again always stopping short of my dick as if he hadn’t already held it, stroked it, and sucked on it more than once since we met. Teasing or shy, I wasn’t sure, but every touch from my mate left me wanting so much more.
His hands caressed lower, moving together on either side of my dick and balls. He massaged my thighs before coming back to them again and again. I let out a long breath. His touch had my fire tickling the back of my throat. Everything was right there – pleasure was so close. I rode out the moment, reveling in his touches and caresses as his fingers moved lower sliding between my cheeks and brushing against my omegahole. This time, I spread my legs further, inviting him in. He grinned at me as his digits sank into my body. I clenched around his two fingers, letting him know I had my ways to play back. I rocked over his digits, stroking my own hidden nerve endings, while teasing him with what I planned to do with his dick as soon as he’d let me. His fingers rocked inside me, stroking all my sweet spots, and drawing out more slickness from me than I knew was possible.
Sunny’s fingers were coated with the proof of how much I wanted him when he pulled his hand away. It dribbled onto his palm. For a moment, I thought he might lick it away for a taste of me. Instead, he took his dick in his hand and stroked himself using my natural lubrication. I licked my lips and reached out for his not busy hand. He entwined his fingers and let me pull him nearly on top of me. Reaching between our bodies, I knocked his hand out of the way and stroked him a couple of times before leading him home. Sunny’s eyes drifted half-closed and he bit his lip as I rubbed the plump head of his cock against my slick, hungry omegahole.
“Fuck,” he murmured under his breath.
“That’s it,” I nodded.
“Yeah.”
I rubbed him in circles against my hole until he gave the slightest thrust forward and slid into me. My body opened to him, easily, aided by my slickness. I gasped as my body went from hungry to full of him in seconds. Wrapping my arms around his shoulders, I pulled him close, so I had something to hold onto.
“I’ve got you, mate,” he whispered in my ear.
It took us only a few seconds to find the rhythm between our bodies. It was as if we remembered it from all our previous lifetimes together. As my body relaxed enough to happily take every glorious inch Sunny offered, I ran my hands down his long back and grabbed handfuls of his ass. He moaned against my lips as we kissed our way through the pleasure building between our bodies.
“Who first?” Sunny whispered against my lips.
“Doesn’t matter. We’re both cumming mate,” I said, trying not to laugh at the absurdity of his question.
“No. Well, yes,” he laughed, pausing mid thrust to allow both of us to think straight for a damn minute. “I meant, biting. The claiming vows.”
“Me! Bite me!” I roared and he thrust hard into me finishing the stroke he paused seconds earlier.
Sunny kissed up and down my throat and across my collarbone to find my claiming gland on my shoulder. It was soft and squishy as he kissed it and licked around its edge. I tossed my head to the side, giving him space to work and preparing for him to take his time as he did with everything else. A second later, his tooth pierced my gland, and I roared as the pain came and went and he sank into me deep and hard. I clung to him, using his ass cheeks as leverage to keep him moving, while he lapped at the clear magical fluid running from my gland. That was the good stuff. That was the magical stuff that held enough of my present life memories to make Sunny feel not crazy because he was in love with me. That’s how it worked for true-mates. Somehow the magic thought ahead far enough to protect us from the irrationality of a solid, living brain. I wondered what it showed him. I picked up bits and pieces of my life over the flight link but nothing solid enough to hold onto. Mostly my parents and grandparents. A bit of my vibes flying this way and that. A knowing that I’d seen an altar like the one in Liam’s vision before.
Wait!
Hold up!
Wait!
Sunny paused midlick and I bumped him with my shoulder, so he continued. There was no pausing the claiming vows once they began.
It was in the purple district. In some kink club. Some kink club I visited years ago.
“I’ll go there with you,” Sunny said, missing the point.
At least I thought he missed the point as the clear magical fluid running out of my claiming gland ran dry. Our bodies moved together and I let go of the realization. I’d have plenty of time to think about it later. Now everything, inside and out, felt too good to ignore. I rode the waves of sensations washing over and raining down on me like a spring rain.
Sunny’s dick shook inside me and above me he went rigid.
“Hey now,” I whispered. “You can cum.”
“You fir---”
“None of that,” I shook my head and let go of his ass to wrap an arm around his shoulders. “Cum. Not everything is done according to some dumb script. Cum inside me and then I’ll bite you.”
He trembled above me and thrust again. His eyes were dark with need and hunger as his thrusts came harder and faster. I clung to him, squeezing his dick tight inside me, urging him on toward his release. He growled when he came, spilling his warm, sticky, egg-making seed into my body. I growled back, roaring and fanning away the smoke rings coming from our noses.
“On your belly, mate,” I growled, hungry for more of him and crazy for a taste of whatever hid inside his claiming gland.
For once, Sunny didn’t argue with me. He rolled off me and onto his stomach. I was on him in seconds. The lube that Teddy so thoughtfully provided was still in the kitchen with our snacks. Sunny was an alpha and that meant he wasn’t self-lubricating, but he didn’t need to be for what I had in mind. I stretched out on top of him and buried my dick between his cheeks. I rubbed my shaft between the firm, fleshy globes over his asshole. His muscles clenched around me as if he tried to suck me in, but the angle was all wrong. I kissed his neck and shoulders, as he rocked his hips, helping me move over his flesh.
My dragon shifted my eyes to his and then lent me his canine tooth. I bit Sunny hard, and he let out a groan under me as the clear magical fluid from his gland exploded onto my tongue. He tasted sweet like candy – like all the sugar he and the other Moonys poured into their coffee. Biting him was enough for me to know his dick was already growing hard again. I rubbed my dick over him faster as scenes from Earthside flooded into my mind. Blurry images of a war he only heard talked about but never saw. Giant Cade and Eston. Giant other adults. Little kids who also felt like giants to him. He grew and they shrank. His parents came into the picture – still seeming like giants to him even now. He loved sports. A regular jock even after his time at Moonscale Academy. He became better friends with Teddy through playing rugby. The Moonscales – at least the parts of them I saw through Sunny’s eyes weren’t as bad as I expected them to be. His flight through space wasn’t nearly as interesting as I thought it might’ve been. He spent a lot of time talking with everyone and playing cards and board games. He kept journals in case anything interesting happened but mostly jotted down ‘nothing of note happened today’ each night before going to bed.
I caught a flash of his singular one-night stand in the purple district and how out of place he felt afterward. Now that he was with me, he’d never have to feel like that again. I’d talk our intimacy in circles if that’s what he needed me to do. Our romping and sex lives meant one thing and one thing only – that we were together. That we belonged together. That we chose each other so many lifetimes ago and that choice had stood every last test of time.
I kissed his shoulder one last time after his claiming gland ran dry of clear, magical fluid. Then I rolled him onto his back and straddled over his hard again dick. I sank onto him, reveling in how thick he felt inside me pushing up against the walls of my omegahole. I took him into me – every last glorious inch – as his hands found my ass cheeks. His pleasure mingled with mine and rained down on us both as he bucked up and I came down to meet him.
One of Sunny’s hands left my hips to wrap around my cock. His hand was big and warm and exactly what I needed. He squeezed and stroked me as I moved over his dick again and again. I lost track of myself and of him. Were we really two separate dragons or were we one now? Our dragons came together too once our claiming vows were complete. We were finally back together in the way we belonged.
I was close and so was he. With our new mating link wide open we didn’t have to speak those words or try to navigate our little corner of the flight link. I came hard, raining down sticky streams on Sunny’s chest and stomach as he came inside me for the second time since he tossed me onto the bed. When not one more drop of pleasure was left in either of us I rolled off him and put my legs up in the air. He wrapped an arm around my thighs and kissed my shoulder. He wasn’t alone in wanting a family. Maybe the whole legs up in the air thing was a myth but then again, most myths had a kernel of truth inside them somewhere.