Chapter 29 Valen
VALEN
She watches me come—of course she does. She’s curious as a cat, my curvy little Princess. She might pretend to be appalled by the things I told her…but secretly she’s intrigued too.
I wouldn’t have spoken of fucking her in my Drake form if she hadn’t come while I was biting her.
Not many women can take a Drake’s cock or get Bonded to a Drake —it’s thicker and longer and covered in scales.
Also, the cum that spurts from it is hot—much hotter than the seed I spurt while I’m in my human form.
But a woman who can come from a bite is special—a Bite Lover.
Bite Lovers are only found in legends, but the lore tells that they are the only kind of woman who can take a male in both his forms. The Drake inside me roars with interest at the thought.
Since there are no female Drakes—only male—my scaly other half has almost no chance of enjoying the pleasures of sex, except through me, when I take a woman.
He doesn’t like to be made small and it’s difficult for me to do it, but if he could feel a soft, wet pussy wrapped around his shaft, he’d be more than willing, he informs me.
Still, we need to be realistic. Bite Lover or not, Princess Irena is our enemy, I remind him.
I’m wearing the silver collar—which grows to collar my Drake as well when I shift—which means we have zero chance to have her that way.
She’s much too prudish to let me have her in her human form—let alone my Drake form.
Still, a male can dream…
I finish, holding her eyes the whole time, then I use a swatch of grass to clean myself off. I stuff my still half-hard shaft back in my trousers and fasten them up. Then I hold out my arms to her.
“Come here,” I say.
“What? Why?” She gives me a suspicious look.
“Because it’s going to be cold tonight and I don’t want you freezing to death,” I say roughly. Actually, that’s true. She’s already shivering, and I don’t want her getting too close to the fire again and burning herself.
Despite my anger at her and her family, I feel a deep instinct to protect her. Maybe it’s coming from my Drake. At any rate, I don’t fight it.
“Don’t worry, Princess—I just came. My need is satiated,” I tell her—which is only about halfway true.
I could go again in a heartbeat if I thought she was willing and wanted to.
But I think I shocked her a little with my talk of fucking her in Drake form.
She’s still a virgin—not ready for such depraved mental images.
Still, let her think about them. If she truly is a Bite Lover, she’ll be intrigued—attracted to both my human form and my Drake form. In the meantime, though, she needs to come to me or she’ll freeze tonight.
“Come on.” I motion for her again. “I won’t hurt you or molest you—I just want to keep you warm.”
“No. I don’t trust you—not after the things you said.”
She lifts her chin defiantly and turns away from me. Then she lies down in the grass and wraps her arms around herself. She’s shivering but stubborn—clearly she’s made up her mind.
My immediate instinct is to grab her and wrap my arms around her…but then I decide not to.
“Fine. Freeze then,” I growl. I face away from her and lie down myself.
My Drake roars inside me—saying that we need to keep her warm.
But I tell him we can’t—she doesn’t want us to.
He fights me for a moment—I’ve never known him to be so vocal before.
Mostly he’s mute—just the other half of me who never speaks.
But now he’s insisting we must protect Irena and keep her warm.
At last I subdue him—I have the upper hand since I’m in my human form—and manage to drift off to sleep.
As for the Princess, she can do what she wants.
I tell myself I don’t care.