Chapter 3
CHAPTER
THREE
ZAN
This is a cruel twist of the knife.
My wings beat slowly, stretching the muscles in my back gloriously. I love to fly, I love the sky, and yet, I have never been in a fouler mood than I am now.
I did not want to sign up for this ridiculous endeavor.
I did not want to be a part of this at all.
Then one look at Lily had me to deciding this was the best choice I had ever made.
When she chose me?
No being could have been prouder.
But now?
Now she wants nothing to do with me. I offer to ease the ache of her heat, to make her feel better, yet the human female is relentless in her refusal.
Leave me alone, she said.
Now we are both alone.
Her on the ground with no shoes while I’m in the sky, the sun teasing warmth across my skin, the air sadly too cold to enjoy it’s kiss.
There is only one kiss I’d like to enjoy.
I’d never thought I would yearn for the press of another’s mouth against mine.
It is not something my species are wont to do.
But when the showed us a highlight reel of another human and her draegon partner at their new home on Sueva, they pushed their mouths together.
I have been fantasizing about doing it with Lily ever since.
It’s not that I haven’t seen a kiss, it’s not that I haven’t been kissed, but it was never anything as enticing as what I saw the pair of them do.
It’s all I see now when I close my eyes, bathing in the sun’s warmth, my wings spread, taut behind me as I glide along a warm air column.
Her face turned up expectantly towards mine, the sweet smell of her heat in my nostrils.
Her soft, pillowy lips pursed, her eyes closed, long lashes still, warm breath gusting across my face.
Unfortunately, when I open my eyes it’s the breeze against my skin, not her.
No, Lily is back on the ground on this god-forsaken former colony, trapped in a heat she did not desire with a partner she desires even less—me.
And despite all of my ovations to win her affection, or at least the mildest of her regards, she has screamed for me to leave her alone, even though she is certainly going to face extreme danger which she is not prepared nor experienced in handling.
I turn left, the thought niggling at my head and grind my teeth together in frustration, the tendon in my neck jerking at the force. My tail whips behind me as I fly over the spot where I last left my mate, my Lily, because she forced me to.
My sweet Lily, with a name that connotes soft petals and a delicate nature, is anything but.
She is thorns, leeches venom from her tongue instead of sweet words.
But her fragrance is better than any flower I’ve ever presented.
My cock throbs painfully, and I grit my teeth harder before winging right again, making slow, huge circles over the spot.
I cannot bear to leave my mate far below on the surface.
She may say that she does not want me around, but I am the one with physical prowess.
I am the one who conscripted in the King’s Army at the mere age of 14—leaving all I ever knew behind to serve on the front lines with my Draegon commanders.
I am the one with the battle experience, the one with as many kills as I have scales on the colony planets, defending our home against the Roth, and aggressive alien species that looked to expand everywhere, even Earth.
My Lily has none of that. When I was telling her about all of my skills, all of the fights and medals I had won, and valor, she simply looked at me and said something that sounded like “Pinus Mightier.” I don’t know what she means, but considering she hasn’t bothered to even glance down at mine, I do not think she is discussing my penis.
It is quite upsetting. I wonder who it is with a mighty penis that she thinks of.
I sigh and despair, winging left again.
Something large tears through the forest below, sending a flock of reptilian-looking birds into the sky, screeching in disapproval. I heave another sigh, exasperated, wishing things were different between Lily and I.
The only reason I joined the so-called reality show was for the parcel of land promised on Sueva. I thought not at all of the mate that might accompany it until Lily picked me as her partner, her mate. Still, her actions bewilder me.
Something below roars, and I scratch my chin, tail whipping lazily against my leg as my wings flop, keeping me aloft in the air as I circle.
My gaze drops, eyes widening in horror as it dawns upon me that my mate is finally crying out my name because I was stupid enough to leave her...