Chapter 11
Gillam
Now I remembered. It hadn’t been a dream.
The cold wind, the heat on my back and thighs, the claws big like swords… The demon lifted me as I kicked helplessly around. My stomach swooped, and the trees disappeared around us, replaced by wispy clouds.
It was the same creature that had taken me from the clearing, stealing me from under the wolves’ noses.
Terrified to the marrow of my bones, I hung from the demon’s claws, my heart beating its way out of my chest and my stomach roiling.
My tears got blown away by the wind, drying almost instantly.
I couldn’t see where I was going. We were surrounded by white clouds, flashes of blue sky peeking through.
The creature adjusted its hold on me, cradling me to its chest. It held me tenderly and seemingly avoided grazing me with its talons. Was it careful with me? Why? Its skin was hot and smooth against me, and I could feel its enormous muscles glide as it waved its wings…
And then I realized. The scent!
I’d recognize it anywhere. Like a meadow when it rains in the spring.
“Fergus!” I cried.
“You’re safe, my darling.” It was his voice, but so powerful, it boomed like thunder.
I closed my eyes and pressed my face against the hot skin, breathing him in. I didn’t care which magic he used, white or black. He was my mate. I’d feared I’d lost him forever, but now I could inhale his scent again and hear his heartbeat.
We flew for hours, over the mountains and roaring sea. The ache in my back and stomach grew, but I simply clung to my mate, knowing he’d take care of me.
By the time we began descending, I was shivering, my underbelly cramping up. My hole felt hollow and wet.
Shrieks of seagulls reached my ears, and when Fergus gently laid me on the ground, soft sand warmed my palms. I sat on a grassy sandbank by the sea, deserted coast stretching endlessly in both directions.
For a heartbeat, silence fell, before a heavy thump made me turn my head to the shore.
Finally, I saw my savior in his full size and glory.
The dragon stood on the beach, flexing his wings while seagulls shot into all directions, flying for their lives.
His skin was blackened silver, shimmering in the sunlight, and his eyes glowed like hot coals.
He had a huge muzzle with glistening white teeth, and his forehead and cheekbones were lined with rows of uneven thorns.
His sharp talons, twenty of them, dug into the ground.
He was massive, larger than a house, his wings sending sand spiraling around.
Growling, he shook his huge head. He stood on his hind legs and roared, his skin brightening.
For a moment, he towered above me, his shadow swallowing me up.
But then he seemed to shrink.
He charged toward me while he changed… My mate.
With every step, I saw more of my Fergus, yet the dragon stayed too.
Fergus stared at me with the dragon’s eyes, his pupils thin like a snake’s.
He licked his lips, sharp teeth gleaming.
His body was almost human now but taller, his long legs and powerful torso bulging with muscles.
The thorns still stuck out from his forehead and temples, his wings obscured the sun, and his long tail swished through the air like an enormous whip.
His skin glittered with streaks of silver.
His hard cock looked even bigger than ever before. Long and fat with thick ridges underneath the bulging crown and a swollen knot, it pointed toward me as if it were a weapon.
“Nobody steals my mate from me,” Fergus spat, voice rumbling. “Nobody touches you but me.”
Monstrous and frightening, he loomed above me, and I had never wanted him more. He was glorious. My nipples throbbed, the tunic over them cool with wet spots. My insides ached with emptiness when I glanced at his bobbing cock. The anticipation of the delicious pain in my middle made me leak slick.
Fergus lifted me from the ground, holding me to his chest with one arm while he took my mouth in a fierce kiss. Growling, he ripped my clothes off my body, shredding them with his sharp claws.
The taste of my mate on my tongue, imminent heat wave pulsing in my middle, I trembled with fear and need, unable to distinguish them from each other. I could see them both in his burning gaze, my Fergus and the monster, one and the same.
Spreading my ass cheeks, he thrust into me with brute force, and I screamed with pain and joy.
Standing up on the shore, he fucked me like that, half a man, half a dragon, moving me up and down his cock as if I weighed nothing.
Wailing, I sprayed his torso with my cum after three thrusts.
He silenced me with a kiss, pulling me down onto his shaft until he was in me to the hilt.
Oh, the sweet, loving pain! It felt different now, even more fulfilling, dull and warmer.
“Mmm, I feel it. A sealed gate, a tight little channel, and behind it a pouch of eager flesh, waiting for my cum. I’ll fuck you open and breed you. Fill your womb with seed. You’ll like it, darling. It will feel so good…”
The heat wave got stronger. At first, I didn’t know what was happening when fresh need flared inside me. The pain abated entirely, replaced by indescribable desire. I’d never felt a hunger like that.
“That’s it. Keep coming, darling. Again and again. It’ll soften you up.”
He rolled his hips and thrust, rolled and thrust. It was madness and ecstasy—I felt so overfull yet hungry for more. Every push of his cock against the mouth to my womb felt better than the last.
“Open up, love. Let me in. I’ll fill you to bursting, my little mate.”
His words were interspersed with beastly growls and purrs, but I didn’t fear him anymore.
A monster was about to breed me, and my blood boiled with lust. With the crown of his dick battering the opening deep inside me, he had absolute power over my body and mind, and I could only love him more.
I curved my spine, trying to impale myself further.
“Are you hungry for it, my love? So eager to get knocked up.”
Fergus wrapped his wings around me, and I sank into the velvety cradle. I was coming for the entire time he made love to me. Drunk with lust, I licked his sharp teeth and suckled on his long thick tongue, I stroked the thorns on his temples and forehead, and kissed his snarling lips.
He was so beautiful.
The Earth seemed to shake when he roared, throwing his head back.
He pulled me onto his cock, burrowing into me as deep as ever, the mouth to my womb aching with the strain.
Then I felt it. A sting in my center, a stretch and pull on my insides…
His cockhead glided all the way into the sacred place inside me, and his knot grew in me, stretching me to capacity and beyond.
The pleasure flaring from my womb was devastating and merciless.
My body tingled all over, and he placed my palm on my belly, where I was full of him.
“There,” he rasped.
His cock throbbed, and his seed poured into my womb, dousing the fire inside me.
Frozen, I gazed into his glowing eyes. The crown of his swollen cock was safely lodged in my core, jerking inside me even as we were entirely still.
I felt each pulse of cum. So much cum. I’d be bloated with it.
Fergus moved our hands over my stomach, making a slow circle.
Another throb. And another. He snapped his hips one last time, tugging on my open womb, and I cried out from the strange sensation.
Like a stab into my full belly, except so pleasurable, I all but fainted.
“There.”
The finality of his tone… I smiled, my eyes closing. Oh lord, his seed felt so good in me. So gloriously fulfilling.
His wings whispered, caressing me everywhere, and he covered my face with the gentlest kisses.
“You’re mine forever,” he murmured.
I wanted to tell him I loved him, but I couldn’t speak or move. He lay us on the ground, rocking me gently. Bred and sated, wrapped in his wings, I drifted off into a deep sleep.