Chapter 3 Bonds of Fate
Bonds of Fate
Ben
My head was in a fog, and I was hot—too hot. I tossed and turned, remembering my fight with the huge gargoyle. He had something in his hand. He had stabbed me; it still felt like fire burning me from the inside. I tried to open my eyes but couldn't.
I sensed someone in the room with me. I inhaled, and the blood-scent sang to me like no other.
I wanted whoever was in here with me. I wanted to taste them.
I wanted to fuck them. They smelled like man and musk, and I wanted to drink my fill.
It was then that I realized my beloved was here.
It had to be my beloved. I tried to open my eyes again.
"That's it, let me see your beautiful eyes, my Cardia," the sexiest voice I had ever heard said.
I finally opened them, and what I saw was even better than I had imagined.
He stood well over six feet, six-five or six-seven, well built, with washboard abs, dark hair, chiseled jaw, and piercing blue eyes with flecks of gold.
But all that paled compared to seeing him naked and hard.
His uncut cock, standing strong, had to be at least nine inches and thick.
The foreskin was tight and pulled back. Pre-cum pooled at the tip, and my mouth watered.
I longed for a taste. My body was an inferno of sexual need.
"Easy, sweetheart, the mating heat is strong, but we need to speak," my beloved said.
I shook my head, trying to clear the fog. "Where am I? What is your name? Where did you come from?" I asked.
"You’re in your coven's infirmary. My name is Krispin Adair. I’m a doctor and was asked to come to see if I could help you.
It turns out you are my Cardia—my heart, my mate, to you, your beloved.
You were infected by basilisk venom, and the only way to save your life was to start the bonding process. That began the mating heat," he said.
"Mating heat? Is that why I feel like I want your cock to fuck me hard and not stop?" I asked as I started stroking my own hard cock. I was so horny, and I wanted my beloved.
"Yes, it's the mating heat. I’m a dragon. After exchanging my blood and starting the bonding, it’s pushing us to complete the bond," he said huskily as he watched my hand going up and down my shaft.
I didn't care if he was a dragon or what else we needed to speak of.
It could all wait. I wanted him, and I wanted him now.
I jumped up and pressed my lips to his. He ravaged my mouth and pressed hard against me. I felt his need and moaned into his mouth. He threw me on the bed, his large frame covering my body.
"Please," I moaned. I was a wanton slut; never before had I experienced the need I felt. "Please," I said again, pleading with him to take me, to fill me with his cock.
"Oh, I like how you beg. I will fill you. I’ll take care of you. This first time will be fast and hard," he said as he flipped me onto my stomach and pressed his cock to my ass. I yelped in surprise.
“Lube! We need lube.”
“Don’t worry, my Cardia, my pre-cum will take care of that,” he said, still rubbing his cock in my crack.
As he rubbed his pre-cum over my hole, I felt my hole start to tingle and relax.
He was right; his pre-cum made me ready for him.
I felt my guardian muscle give way as he pushed into my hole, and in one thrust, he was balls deep, to the hilt.
He paused, then started to move slowly, gently fucking me, getting me used to his thickness and length.
He sped up and started pumping into me. He continued to fuck me long and hard, ramming into my tight passage.
He abruptly stopped, pulled out, and flipped me onto my back, then shoved back into me. I moaned as he continued to fuck me. He looked into my eyes, and now his eyes were glowing gold, his dragon shining in them.
"I claim you as mine. I swear to protect you and love you always. To always stand by your side. This is my dragon pledge; do you accept my pledge?"
"Yes!" I cried.
I felt the pressure in my cock building as he pummeled my prostate. Before I could reach my release, he surged forward, biting my neck. I erupted in shear bliss as cum continued to shoot from me and my ass clenched around him.
He released my neck, pumping frantically in and out of me. He snarled, "Finish the claim!"
I struck his neck and bit; my fangs piercing his skin. I drew his blood, tasting his sweet ambrosia. I saw our life forces entwine in a bright light. I felt him swell within me, and a knot took form on top of my prostate; he roared as he filled me with his cum.
I was claimed.
Krispin
Never had I felt such bliss as I did at this moment.
My cock, for the first time, expanded, forming a knot at the end of my dick and locking us in place.
I continued to pump my seed into my mate.
I looked down at his sated expression. He was gorgeous, and I would do anything for him.
We did not know each other—I didn't even know his name—yet, at that moment, I started to love him.
"Love?" I said.
"Hmmmm," he answered.
"What's your name, beautiful?" I asked, my face warming.
He opened his beautiful green eyes and stared at me, then started laughing. I laughed with him. It turned into a moan as my knot moved across his prostate. We finally settled and he answered quietly, "Benjamin Morgan, but most call me Ben, or Benny." We stilled and enjoyed each other's presence.
After a while I murmured, "How are you feeling? "
"This is amazing. How long are we going to be like this, big guy?" he sleepily asked.
"I don't know. This is the first time I’ve ever knotted. A dragon can only knot with their mate. I’ve heard that it can last anywhere from fifteen to thirty minutes."
"Wow. That long? Will you continue to come during that time? I can feel you pulsing, and it feels incredible." He shivered beneath me.
"Yes, it's to increase the chances of conception." I smiled as he looked up at me with round eyes.
"You realize I'm a man, and the chance of me getting pregnant are slim," he said, chuckling.
"I most certainly realize you’re a man. This beautiful cock confirms it," I said as I wrapped my fingers around him. He moaned as I stroked his sensitive prick.
"All dragons are male, and their mates are always male. We’re inherently gay. In fact, the mating heat will last until you’re pregnant with our son."
He stiffened beneath me and stopped moaning. "What?! I can get pregnant?" He yelped and tried to wiggle free. I held him down. If he moved and tried to leave, my knot would tear him.
"Easy, you’ll hurt yourself. I know it's a shock. I would have explained it to you prior to starting the process, but in order to save you, it had to be done. I’m sorry, my Cardia," I said soothingly.
A myriad of expressions crossed his face as he took in what I said. Finally, he closed his eyes, and he took a deep breath.
"Tell me everything I need to know," he mumbled, eyes still closed as if he was counting to ten and reining in his feelings. I knew it was a lot to absorb. He didn't know me. All he knew was that I was his mate, nothing more. He didn't know what kind of man I was; it was all new to him.
I sighed. "You were dying. You would have died if I had not started the bonding by sharing my blood. The bond with a dragon is different. It causes a mating heat. We’re both affected.
We yearn to complete the bond, and the dragon is pushed to reproduce.
The mating heat will last until conception.
I have searched for you for five thousand years, and I could not let you die. "
"So, we'll go at it until I'm knocked up?" he asked. I nodded. Again, he closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths. I didn't interrupt him. He was processing the information. After a minute, he opened his eyes and looked at me.
Now he was the one to sigh. "Yes, I would have liked to know this was going to happen beforehand, but I understand why you did what you did. I’m not mad at you, just taken aback and processing that I’m going to become a father. Is there anything else I need to know? Any more surprises?"
With our bond, we also have a mind link, an ability to share thoughts, images and even speak telepathically. His eyes widened as I spoke through our bond.
“I can’t read your mind, but I'll pick up on your emotions and hear and see anything you project to me. As you will be able to do with me.”
Shaking his head, “Anything else?” he squeaked.
I cringed, knowing the next bit of information could cause an overload. There was so much to explain. "I am the last of my caste and am the king of all dragons."
"King of all dragons?" he sputtered, eyes round in shock. "I thought you were a doctor?"
"I am a doctor—it’s a long story. I will explain all to you." As I said this, I felt another wave of heat race through my body. I had stopped pumping seed and my knot deflated, but I was still hard and inside my beautiful mate. He shivered beneath me, and I felt his need swell again.
Explanations would wait; time to lay claim to my mate again.