Chapter 21 #2
I’m now chest to chest with him, our breathing erratic, and as he slides me gently down his body, just past his pelvis, I feel twin bulges that make my eyes widen.
He smirks at me before my feet finally hit the ground.
Does he have two dicks? Is he like Steve the stingray—I mean Mithus, and have them permanently, unlike Link who can just whip two up at my whim?
The possibilities are mind-boggling, and I’m very glad they are hidden within his body, because what I felt was not PG at all.
He tries to gently move me out of the way, but the dragon lunges at him, and I get tossed to the side by his tail.
I land hard, the breath whooshing out of my lungs, and it takes me a moment to recover.
I hug my hands around my belly, worried for my babies.
“When I defeat you, I will not eat the girl. I have decided she shall bear my young.”
What did he just say? His voice also changed then, and I’m slightly concerned that Silac’s beast has come out to play, much like Caspian’s does.
The crowd gasps once more. Fucking hell, there are kids in the crowd. He needs to keep that shit PG. It’s okay to want to eat me, but not everyone appreciates monster porn and has a breeding kink.
I scramble to get up as Silac and the dragon whose name I don’t know engage in a battle with flames, flying, hissing, and striking. Caspian hurries over to me on his tentacles, helps me up, and brushes me off before holding me close as we watch the epic battle in front of us.
“The babies?” I whisper, and he squeezes me reassuringly.
“They will be fine. They can take a lot more than that. Are you okay? You’re a little bit flushed, and you are putting out some major fuck me vibes,” he whispers.
My eyes widen. “Oh. That would explain all the weird things I was experiencing. He must be sensing those and reacting to them.”
“Lila, honey, don’t sell yourself short.
You also don’t need to be embarrassed about the fuck me vibes.
Much like your Skarrian mating marks, the vibes will only activate when they find an attractive and suitable mating partner.
It doesn’t happen with everyone. Think carefully.
When you were with any of the other crew since we mated, did they do anything to you? ”
Now that he mentioned it, they really hadn’t. I shake my head.
“No, because they are selective and in tune with your own wants and desires. Instinctively, and you can probably thank your inner kraken for it, those fuck me vibes will only entice beings that you are turned on by.”
“But how many more times is this going to happen? Damn it, Cas, I already have three, four including Saxon. Is there a limit to this?” I ask, hearing the desperation in my voice, but before he can answer, a loud bellow echoes out through the arena, and we both duck the stream of fire that got a little too close to us.
The dragon, which is as big as a house, is a holographic pink color in some light, but then he looks almost black at a different angle. The crowd shouts and cheers for the dragon as he defeats the snake monster, and Caspian whispers in my ear.
“What do you think of the new show? Silac and Tirrian think it’s a hoot. They came up with the idea themselves.”
I watch the pink and black dragon as it takes the Naga in his mouth and shakes his head before tossing him to the ground, defeated, where Silac lies before another flash of light and smoke has him changing back into his human form.
The crowd cheers as the dragon changes back into a man who hurries over to Caspian and me.
He bows before kneeling at my feet and taking my hand. “I am forever your servant, my lady,” he announces before placing a kiss on my hand.
The crowd erupts into applause as I look down at the man holding my hand in his, but I almost stumble back when I meet his eyes.
In them is a cold fury the likes of which I’ve never seen before.
Whoa, I wonder who pissed in his Wheaties.
He stands up and escorts me back to my seat before helping Silac up, and the three of them take a bow before exiting the arena.
“Wasn’t that fun?” John beams at me.
“You could have warned me,” I grumble at them, and Eric smirks.
“What would be the fun in that? You should have seen your face when he shifted. I just wish I’d thought to take a photo, because it was everything we’d hoped for.”
I flip him off as William returns to center stage to give the crowd a warning about the barriers and the temperature drops in the arena.
The lightning cats storm into the arena, their roars sounding out as lightning flashes.
The crowd oohs and ahhs as William puts the cats through their paces, but one of them breaks off from the group and stalks toward us.
Slightly smaller than the others, this one is a pale icy blue with large, gleaming white fangs.
The tiger gets to the other side of the glass from where we sit and pounces at it, scraping its claws down the glass barrier.
I flinch as the crowd around us screams at the sound of nails on glass.
“Get away, Natalia.” Eric bangs his fist against the glass.
Out of the corner of my eye, I see movement just before she’s tackled from the side by Echo, the pure white tiger.
The two of them claw and spit, rolling around on the ground until the largest of them, Maxsim, uses his huge paw to cuff Natalia across the head.
She rolls over the frozen landscape, and I watch as blue blood drips off both her and Echo.
Neither of them was pulling any punches, and that certainly wasn’t part of the show.