[Carnelia]
“Carnelia,” he is kneeling before me, his body visibly shaking, his hand raised cradling these rings as if they are the finest treasure. Primus, the great dragon prince who kneels before no one, is down on his knees looking up at me as if I were above his reach, an empress or a goddess. His green eyes are glowing and swirling with emotion, his face so gentle, vulnerable, and full of hope. “Will you be my mate?”
“Primus, I…” My voice catches as I try to collect my words. “I…”
“We don’t have to complete the bond right away,” he assures me, stumbling with his phrasing as he tries to convince me, “I know yo
[Primus] She said yes! My heart is soaring as we take to the clouds. At the same time, however, my heart is also heavy with worry. Carnelia has agreed to be my mate, but she is also unaware of how much that might mean to her with me being who I am. She has only seen a small slice of my world, a world that is not kind to humans and sees them as disposable chattel to be used and discarded at whim. Someone could kill her and all they would need to do is pay a fine, whereas if she were to strike a dragon, even in self-defense, it could be a death sentence. Going to visit my father at the Dragon High Court is inevitable. I cannot deny a direct order from the High King and not expect severe repercussions. Moreover, I am now being tasked with not only trying to cure the blight but also training others to do it as well. That means being stationed at a command post with other dragons with status and a whole contingent of dragon knights. If she came with me, she would need to stay
[Primus] She is sitting next to me at a small table in the Golden Spiral Tavern right by the fire, enjoying a large bowl of bison stew, laughing and clapping along with the antics of a local jester who is entertaining us all with his rendition of “The Kings Folly” a bawdy song about my father and his penchant for exotic mistresses. Everyone sings along as we get to the chorus. It is a fairly popular song in Emerald Cove, being so far from the kingdom’s capital that the chances of being whipped are slim. “Aaaaaand, they rolled
[Carnelia] He claims my lips before the crowd, and they all begin to cheer, watching as his mouth explores mine and he bends me over backward to the delight of the onlookers. It is quite a show, but not unexpected for someone who has the reputation of being an adventurous bard who spends his time traveling the world, wooing princesses and fine ladies all across the realms. Lifting me into his arms, I hold on tightly to his neck as he runs up the stairs to our room, everyone cheering behind us, pounding their glasses against the bar and tables. When we reach our suite, he pushes the door open with his hip, closes it with his foot, and sets me down gently, before t
[Carnelia] “Carnelia,” his chest is heaving. “You marked me again.” “Well you bit me first,” I smirk. “And I didn’t hear you complaining about it last night.” I try to adjust my dress from a seated position having done a poor job of lacing my corset by myself, but my fingers seem to not be working as they should, distracted as I am by his predatory gaze. Since our mating, his need for me has become ravenous and all-consuming as if one taste of me was enough to spiral him into addiction. It is a miracle he ever lets me out of bed. “Do you know what that does to me?” he pants.
[Primus] “You have angered your Prima,” Carnelia stood above me in nothing but her split knickers, corset, stocking, and heeled shoes. Lying on the ground I have a perfect view of the mark I left on her mound, her lower lips taunting me with their delicious smell. As soon as we arrived, I began stripping her of her outer layers one surface at a time without a care as to who could see us. In the foyer, it was her dress, which I ripped off with my teeth, much to her delight. Of came her blouse on the stairwell up to the third floor, which I liberated from her corset, devouring her beautiful breasts as they bounced loosely above her stays as I hammered her sweet pussy into the ground, sucking and biting her delicate nipples until she called out my name loud enough to wake t
WARNING: this is a fairly disturbing chapter detailing some disturbing scenes regarding human experimentation. Read at your discretion.[Segundus]Watching Primus’ face turn red as he read the note from our father was worth the trip west. It was a subtle rose at the onset, but like a sunset over the water, Primus’ face shifted through red and magenta, settling on purple as he tried to contain his anger.“Do you know what is in this missive?” my brother demanded as he took in my smug expression.“Of course not,” I lied rolling my eyes. “That would be treason.”“Did you tell him?” he roared, his eyes flashing green.
[Carnelia] “We need to get out of here,” Primus is rushing around the room, grabbing things off of shelves and shoving them into bags. “We are not going by official means. We need to leave, now!” “Primus, slow down. What is happening? What is going on?” I try to stop him from spinning, to focus on one thing and communicate his needs, but he is unable to do so. His body is moving supernaturally fast in a way that I can hardly track. He is so much stronger than I am, there is no way I can physically stop him without hurting myself. “He knows,” Primus is sweating, his
[Primus] All night we mated like tomorrow might never come. At that moment, we couldn't know if it would or not. Things have never been easy for a pair like us, but now everything has gotten so much more difficult. Our world is so uncertain now that we must claim every bit of happiness that we can. There is no way to know what tomorrow will bring. And while it may be impossible to predict the future, there are a few things we can do to prepare for it. So when we were not making love, Carnelia and I strategized. We still don't have a solid plan of what to do next, but after cataloging the things we do know, we have at least some idea of what we might be facing.