~ Rayna ~
Mark me?
When Axel said it just as his eyes smoldered, all questions in my head flew. Questions like, how he would do it? Will it be on my neck or any part of the body was acceptable? Would it hurt like a tattoo? Would it be visible to all?
For a moment, I wished I wasn’t this clueless. Was I too isolated in the army that was why I had little knowledge about these things? Or maybe these were terms solely for supernaturals to know?
Whatever this meant or how it was done, it didn’t matter to me anymore. I wanted him to mark me as much as he wanted to mark me. Without thinking much of it, I tipped my head to the side and exposed my neck. He smiled at me and brushed the slope with his thumb.
“But lat
Hello my dear readers! I apologize for the late update. I needed to finish my other book, My Scythe-Wielding Queen, first. This book is complete now, so to those of you who like to read about a grim reaper going gaga over a human and makes her his bride, then this story is for you. It is under a temporary title, My Husband's Secret Life, on Goodnovel, and book 1 and 2 are bundled together. Enjoy reading! P.S. I plan to update My Dragon King, My Alpha King (old title: Attracting Fangs and Gangs) every day just like last month, but hoping my off-writing life wouldn't catch up with me though. ^_^ Thank you for your support. Lovelots, J.M. Felic
~ Rayna ~'Rayna, when I'm below you, mount me,' Axel instructed in my head."Mid-flight?" I answered audibly, looking at him as he started flying low. "Are you crazy! I'm not a stunt woman, Axel. I might get impaled by those horns of yours!"For some reason, he now got the baddest horns I had ever seen in an animal. It was truncated in different directions. It was thick and golden and deadly. How was it I didn't notice this when I first saw him as a dragon?"Don't worry, Rayna. I'll guide you using the wind," his forehead inched closer and I, in reflex, reached forward to grab his scales. "Simply glide and leave the rest to me."And he was right. If we were just normal humans, this death-defying stunt would be impossible under these conditions. Well, I was
~ Rayna ~Axel was a well-endowed man. His cock was perfect: smooth like silk and shaved, showing a healthy pink to brown. It was veined from the base to the head, making me salivate more.Not wanting to waste time, I wrapped my mouth around it. I gave it a quick suck and with that he groaned and tossed his head back."Fuck, Rayna...that's good," he stated through gritted teeth.My lips tugged into a triumphant smile. The dragon king...vulnerable underneath me...I love it.Moving on, I released his cock with a smacking sound. Then skated my tongue along its smoothness until I reached his balls. I knew they were blue already since last night, so I intended to pamper it with the best treatment possible.Using my free hand, I grabbed them and directed one ball to my mouth. I sucked it hard just as I squeezed his shaft. He made a guttural sound under his throat, a sound that meant I was doing it right despite how ine
~ Eros ~It was just early in the morning the next day and I was already sweating so badly. Grilled like a damn fish—that's the exact description of what I felt and I unfortunately couldn't explain why. There was something about today...something that my wolf and lycan sides weren't comfortable about...In my quest to get back to my normal day, I went to the El Strigor Club—my second club inside our hideout where boxing, sex, drugs and gambling were aplenty.My men provide the entertainment and because they were werewolves, the bets on the fights were nonstop and the cash overflowing. I had always been a spectator whenever I visit the place, but on this occasion, I wanted to throw some punches.Hilton was with me. He was a five-time cha
~ Axel ~To mark Rayna was what my dragon side had been longing for since day one, and now, it finally happened. My canines penetrated her skin. Blood rushed to my mouth for a moment, but the anticoagulant element on my saliva halted it from flowing further. I was able to do what my nature called me to do after that and it was to sync with her.The crook of her neck accepted me like I expected it would. I felt no anxiety or hesitation within her, just acceptance...pure acceptance.And I was intensively pleased with it.A soft glow appeared as my dragon mark began to form on the bite spot. It expanded into a sizeable circle that covered her left shoulder and half of her neck. The light was warm and calming, indicating nothing was going wrong with our bonding. Our connection heightened too. It became more in
~ Eros ~ Filled with rage, I morphed into my lycan form before I could punch my clueless omega to sleep. His face was filled with fear, staring only inches away from my alpha knuckles. He was frozen on the spot like I was; only this time I was taller than him and bulkier. Way, way bulkier.
~ Rayna ~ Eros's emotions were a mess. When I stayed in his hideout and fought my attraction to him, he always gave me the cold face. He was too calculating. Too guarded. I had seen bits and pieces of his emotions only on rare occasions, but never full-on like what I was seeing now. I felt like I was trespassing on someone's property...snooping on a vulnerable man who was undergoing a fight with himself. I could feel frustration mixing with disappointment, confusion, desperation, pain, anger...even arousal and desire...fuck...they were all laid bare to me and I had no choice but to feel it all while we connected. Here, I thought I was only connected with Axel, but it wasn't the case. But how, though? How could this happen when Eros and I never underwent a mating ceremony? Sure, we almost had sex, but that didn't count as bonding. Plus, he never marked—oh shit... The realization hit me like a freight train on to
~ Axel ~My father hated me for as long as I remember. I was still a child back then; too innocent with the perils of the world, too innocent with the war between the werewolves and lycans; too innocent of what my mother did.Rohan and the twins, Kelan and Declan, were my close childhood friends. Somehow, they lessen the burdens and pain my father always gave me after a day of training.He wanted me trained to the point of exhaustion. Sometimes I even think he intentionally did this so that I'd die. In his eyes, I was his son scorned. I was a nobody. He didn't love me. He abhorred me.One sunny day, during training, he made me jumped onto boulders on the steepest mountain slope in our territory. I was still a boy, still frail. My muscles were incomplete. My bones were still growing. Yet he made me do this type of training only grown men could complete.I followed his order anyway. I craved for his fatherly attention..
~ Eros ~I was young back then...too young, too fragile to lose a mother. But she didn’t die. She just disappeared and it was late for me to realize it was because of my father’s doing.Our pack—hailed to be the most formidable pack to fight against the dragons—didn’t stay in one place. We were drifters and most of the time, we move because it was in our genes, and not just because we haunt.Taking advantage of this, my father imprisoned her in one of our hideouts. Or at least that was what I think he did.Before it happened, though, my mother had always taken good care of me. Telling me to be strong, to be a great alpha king someday, and telling me vague comments about having a ‘blood brother.’I thought she was just talking gibberish about the last bit. She always said ‘in time’ I will come to understand it.However, this almost always rile up my father. I had seen them
AxelIt didn't take long before trouble appeared on King Raxelan's mountain, literally.As soon as he transported to his throne hall, a guard stationed at the watchtowers of Mount Ras Zubayr speeded towards him, knelt on the floor, and cried out, "My King! Werewolves and lycans spotted near Lake Bahrmoris and around the mountain. There are hundreds of thousands of them!"With the barrier he created, he was confident they couldn't easily find their hideout, but this much population of these mangy creatures was an issue. Power by numbers, as the old saying goes. King Raxelan hadn't known yet what they were capable of, what abilities they have, but he knew they could find a way through the barrier and attack them.'Good then,' he thought out loud. 'Saves me the energy to go to the capital city and destroy them.'The fact that they charged first only stamped his idea that they truly wanted war. It didn't matter what their reason
AxelKing Raxelan had rule over everything just like I do. He decides for his people and no one contests it. He had freedom and strength beyond question. He was above all as he should be as the dragon king. However, there was always one topic which he had to consult his people with.The mating.It was tradition and an absolute word that the dragon council needed inputs to.It would have been easy once mated. After all, no one argues who destiny pairs us with. But in King Raxelan's case, his mating with Herneith caused a serious problem with the council.They knew she was human, but moreover, they found out she was also mated to Alpha Eckon.'How the actual hell did they know about this?'my mind exclaimed as I played out King Raxelan's life again.Inside his throne hall filled with incense and entitled lords, he was about to burst this same question to them, but decided not to. Especi
- Eros - My lycan form emerged as soon as I jumped out of my seat. Bones crunched. Black fur grew at terrifying speed. Deadly claws dug deep on the marbled walls and floors of my pack house, and even the roofs of my subordinates as I leaped from one building to the next. It was probably the fastest run I had since the day I existed in this world—or Alpha Eckon's, for that matter. He didn't have the ability to teleport like I do, but his superior agility could almost be likened to teleportation. I reached the far edge of Mount Ras Zubayr in less than a minute. I sensed Herneith already underwater. Fuck. And heard her faint heartbeat. Without delay, I jumped in. My lungs expanded as I locked the oxygen inside. Bubbles surrounded me as my eyes adjusted to
~ Rayna ~"Saphira!"I wanted to run to her side, but the blood and the looming danger in front of me made me pause.My sights flew to the killer and my pupils constricted, realizing I recognized the man."Sakros!" I shouted. "Why?! Why are you doing this?"Dressed in the same knight armor of our capital, Sakros, the main guard of my father's special army, looked every bit like a human, but I sensed something odd in him, and I confirmed it after seeing his arms all wrapped up in dark red scales and his hands turned into claws.A dragon? He is also a dragon in a human disguise?He cocked his head to the side, gave me a grin, and he pulled his claw out of Saphira's abdomen like he was simply gutting out the intestines of an animal.I screamed inwardly at the sight when she fell to the ground. Her eyes glassy and lifeless and her mouth and nose trickling with blood."It is nothing personal, Princess Herneith.
~ Rayna ~Herneith's stay inside King Raxelan's chamber reached two days. It was a stay filled with nothing but bliss and passion. He treated her like a woman equal to him. He made her ascend many times in heaven, made her a goddess of sex and moans. It was a give and take relationship, plus more. There was nothing else in her mind except him, and he showered his attention on her in a similar manner.Not once did the thought of her friends, Una and Asiri, crossed her mind, or her family whom she left in the capital, or her duties as the oracle, or her bond with King Eckon.Nothing else mattered. Just the two of them. It was similar as to when Herneith bonded with Alpha Eckon. It was as if time stood still.For me, it was like falling in love with Axel all over again, and making love with him instead of King Raxelan. It was like a beautiful dream I didn't want to wake.Herneith hadn't expected she'd be mated to two men—k
~ Axel ~"Ra...xelan..." she whimpered as we laved her neck.A deep hum of approval vibrated our chest. "Yes, Herneith. That is good. Say my name again, or better yet, scream it for me."Using our power of teleportation, we appeared in another area inside the dragon mountain where no human had ever stepped foot. It was King Raxelan's chamber, specifically.There wasn't much in terms of furniture. There was a chair and a table in one corner, and a massive bed that could fit ten people in the center. The circular floor was made of marble. It was the size of a basketball court. Past its edges, a chasm awaited, decorated by waterfalls. There were slabs of rocks towering all the way into the ceiling—a ceiling where it showed a gaping hole. The
~ Axel ~Being inside the body and mind of my ancestor felt weird. Lady Kasa said we would travel back in time to see what happened before the war between the dragons and werewolves started, but I didn't expect she meant it like this: be in one body with my ancestor.I could literally feel everything King Raxelan felt and saw everything he saw.His dragon strength was undeniable. It was bursting out of his skin...out of his scales. It was the same as mine. I was a dragon king, after all. Only that his was considered the first of the first.The beginning of all dragon powers.Mount Ras Zabayr was his lair. His headquarters. But his people—our people—were scattered across the many continents of the ea
~ Rayna ~In the next second, something golden appeared in the sky. Its appearance was swift that before I could register what it was, I heard the pained screams of the two bandits.I looked down and saw their severed torsos thrown across the forest floor.My breath was caught in my throat. What just happened? My mind screamed. Then a noticed a movement from behind me. Spinning around, I saw a golden monster crouching down, with my reflection inside its diamond eyes.Heaven knows how much I wanted to escape, but instead of doing just that, I was frozen on the spot.“Hmmm...” A low growl rumbled from deep within its chest. In Herneith’s point of view, this was her first time seeing such a beast, so concentrated fear gripped
~ Rayna ~As the oracle and healer of the Kingdom of Eckhathnaten, or now called Ancient Egypt in the modern world, a lot was expected of me. One of these expectations was to fulfill the dance offering for the Sun God, Ra, in his temple on top of Mount Ras Zubayr.Together with my maids, we rode the covered chariot of my father. Its walls were gilded and carved with the many exploits of our family—or Herneith’s family, for that matter. Six wheels were attached to it and were pulled by four mammoths.Mammoths. Huh.I never expected of a day I’d get to see a mammoth in real life. But then again, so were dragons and werewolves.We had traveled for four hours already, leaving the capital city since dawn broke. I was