Chapter 10
Chapter Ten
I landed on a cliffside, knowing only the flying shifters would be able to reach us up here and I wanted to make sure that the least amount of people possible would be able to find us.
My dragon needed to claim and I knew it could be a loud experience for us both.
Something my dragon shifter uncle had told me, even if the conversation had been awkward as fuck, I appreciated it now.
The cliffside had grass on it and a couple of trees, making it a comfy and private place for me to take Harpy for the first time, and as I gently placed him, my dragon shook even more from pure need of soon claiming every last part of our treasure.
I shifted back on unsteady legs, searching my robes for the tiny vial of magical lube.
I’d carried it with me ever since I learned Harpy was mine.
Claimings were no joke, and the oil had magical healing qualities to it, making it painless for Harpy when I claimed him.
The vial was in my chest with clothes in my room.
It appeared after I saw Harpy for the first time.
My hands were trembling as I approached Harpy, eyeing his clothes with anger. So many layers between us. That simply wouldn’t do.
The vial landed next to Harpy on the grass and then I was on him, claiming his lips while I opened his pants.
Then I slid down his body, removing both his pants and underwear in one swift movement, pleased to finally see my lovely mate all naked in front of me.
He was perfect. His toned abdomen was lightly dusted with hair, his happy trail a seductive line down to his hard dick, which was already leaking for me.
Harpy handed me the vial, his eyes wide with want and anticipation.
“Mine,” I whispered, then poured the oil over my fingers before I slid between his legs, biting his sexy thigh just because I could.
“Nym!” Harpy moaned from the slight pain, his head thrown back in pleasure.
So, my treasure liked being marked by me? Good to know.
My fingers were still shaking as I found his entrance, but I needed to at least prep him a little before I claimed him fully.
Harpy deserved the best claiming in the world.
We even had good weather, it could almost be considered romantic.
Had we spent more time on foreplay it would’ve been perfect.
But as I added a third finger and watched how his face was all slack with pleasure, I decided this moment would be perfect for us no matter what, simply because it was us.
I’d yet to truly get to know my mate, I knew what his lips tasted like, and how his laugh was the best sound in the world, but after today, I would start to learn everything there was about my treasure.
“Please,” Harpy moaned, making me shiver. I’d been good, I’d held out until he was ready for me enough to beg. I could finally claim him now, fill him up with my cock and fuck him until we were both sated and happy.
A low growl escaped me as my dragon took over, his instinct to claim spurred me into action.
My clothes were off in seconds, Harpy’s admiring gaze trailing over my naked skin as I got between his legs, resting them on top of my shoulders.
My eyes met his as I pushed into his warm hole and then he screamed in pleasure.
“Fuck! Nym!” he panted, his nails digging into my arms as I claimed him, fucking into his warmth hard and fast. I had no control, could only feel how exquisite he was. My mate was made to take me, his eyes said as much, wonder and awe in them as we continued to claim one another.
“Mine,” I growled again, needing to claim him with words, too. The possessive urge to remain hard inside of him forever was a true concern. I feared I would never get enough.
Harpy’s hand found mine on the ground and he held his over mine, a small tender touch, enough to break through some of the haze for a moment to gift him a claiming kiss too, my tongue meeting his as my hips slammed forward again and again.
“Mine,” I snarled, turning my head to bite into his delectable neck.
Harpy screamed as he came, his cum spurting out between us, his eyes glassy with pleasure as I continued to claim him as mine.
I licked his neck, my need to mark every unblemished part of his skin slowly filling me, but I quieted it down. I’d already marked his neck and thigh, and would soon mark his insides with my cum.
Harpy’s eyes focused back on me. “You’re so fucking sexy,” he breathed, then smiled, a happy sated smile. His smile had me undone. I came roaring my pleasure for all to hear. I hadn’t even felt nervous about my first time; my instincts had guided me through it all.
I panted hard, smiling back at Harpy, my need to claim sated.
For now.
“My Treasure,” I whispered, then placed a soft kiss on his lips, my cock hardening inside of him again.
Harpy’s eyes widened in surprise as I began fucking him slowly.
“How?” he whispered, groaning in a combination of pleasure and pain from the overstimulation.
“Dragon shifter,” I grunted, fucking into him harder, unable to resist the warm pleasure his body offered me.
“That doesn’t—,” he groaned, “—answer my question.”
I really didn’t have the focus to explain how dragon shifters could get hard and stay hard whenever we wanted to. I would simply show my mate by wringing out his orgasms one after the other, proving just how good of a mate I was.
“Fuck, Nym!” his nails were digging into my waist, sort of marking me while I continued to claim him. I loved being marked by my treasure. I reveled in it. Needed more.
“Bite me,” I demanded with a rasp, then turned my head, offering my unmarked neck to him.
Harpy didn’t hesitate, he bit down, claiming me back as his with a low growl as he bit down, like he was enjoying this as much as I was. The pain mixed with the pleasure of his delicious hole was enough to ignite me yet again, roaring my pleasure for all to hear as I came inside my mate again.
Not allowing myself to rest yet, I snaked my hand down and tugged on his dick. Enjoying the silky feel of it in my hand, I slow fucked him while stroking his dick, needing my beautiful mate to come too.
“Gods,” he groaned, closing his eyes and resting his head fully on the grass under us.
“Mine,” I rasped, staring intently at his face as his expression turned into pleasure. He was so damn beautiful, my treasure. I would guard him with my life forever.
The sun was setting in the distance, but not even the beautiful colors in the sky could compete with my mate as he lay sated and happy in my arms. The air was getting colder, and I enjoyed the slight sting in the air, my body so overheated after the numerous times I’d claimed my mate.
Poor Harpy fell asleep shortly after the last round and I was pleased it had been with a sated smile on his lips.
I should’ve napped too, but I felt this moment should be cherished, so I remained awake and watched my mate as he slept soundly. Safe in my arms.
Harpy shivered, the cold now too much for him as the sun had all but disappeared, ready to shine on other parts of our world.
I held Harpy closer, shielding him from the cold as best as I could.
It was selfish of me, but I wanted to stay here forever.
Once Harpy woke up, I feared he would resent me for shifting.
It had been his one condition, and I’d failed to show my mate that I could be trusted.
A cute sound escaped Harpy’s lips before his eyelashes fluttered open. His brown eyes instantly found mine, his smile brightening with relief.
“How are you feeling?” I asked, holding him tight against me, the grass no longer soft but rather hard underneath our naked bodies.
He pecked a gentle kiss to my lips, warming my heart and body with tenderness. “I feel perfect,” he whispered, his breath ghosting softly over my lips.
“I’m sorry,” I whispered, unable to bear the guilt any longer.
Harpy blinked, then his brow furrowed with confusion. “For what?”
Averting my gaze, I replied, “For shifting and claiming you. I promised to respect your wishes, and I failed you.” I knew better, my instincts were loud, but if I calmed my dragon side in advance it was easier to hold on to control.
Harpy being hurt had just been such a surprise I couldn’t have prepared for in time.
Harpy gave me a fond smile. “I knew what would happen once I got closer. And… I was ready for you to claim me.”
“Really?”
He nodded. “I might’ve been a tad nervous to tell you, so Hans did us a favor, forcing the claim to happen sooner.” He was blushing adorably and wouldn’t meet my eyes. It made me smile wide knowing he wanted me to claim him. That knowledge was enough to make the moment even sweeter. But still…
“Fuck Hans,” I grumbled, tightening my grip on my lovely mate.
Harpy laughed. “Yeah, you’re right. Fuck him.”
“Hey!” Damon’s voice was shouted from a distance, but I still rolled us over so I was on top of Harpy, protecting him from view. As soon as Harpy was underneath me, he shifted into his cat form, likely spooked into shifting.
“What?!” I yelled back, agitated at being so rudely interrupted.
“Willa was worried and asked me to check up on you!” Damon yelled. “She told me this is the longest a claiming has ever lasted!”
I smirked at that. Damn right it was.
Harpy purred underneath me, his own pride in us obvious.
“We’ll be down in a minute!” I yelled back.
“Kay!” Damon shouted from wherever he was.
“You can shift back now,” I smiled, loving how cute Harpy was in his shifted form.
I sat back, no longer caging him in protectively against the ground, thinking he would enjoy more space to shift back.
Instead he snuggled into my naked lap, purring up a storm as I gently caressed his soft white fur.
“My Treasure,” I whispered, enjoying this time with my cat. My own dragon wanted time with Harpy’s cat form, too. So I tipped his small chin up, scratching underneath it as I softly spoke, “I need to shift too.”
Harpy calmly left my lap and sat a few feet away, giving me the space I needed. Then I shifted, my red dragon taking over and once again familiarizing himself with the scent of his greatest treasure.
“You’re just too cute,” I said, using our mind link.
“We can talk?!” His voice was pleasantly surprised and awed.
“Dragon shifters can speak with their mates in shifted form,” I explained, prowling closer to Harpy’s still purring body.
“This is so cool!” he exclaimed, body vibrating with excitement as I nuzzled his head with mine.
“It definitely makes it easier when I fly with you,” I agreed.
“My cat does not like the idea of flying,” Harpy argued, no longer purring.
I rumbled with laughter. “How would he feel about snuggling together tomorrow then? My dragon wants cat cuddles.”
The purring started again. “That could be arranged.”