"I want to get up, Erik," I whined from my bed. "Don't start, Mara," Erik warned me as he looked over my lunch.Erik took a very small bite out of every piece making sure to taste it for poison. A completely ridiculous idea as I had told them a dozen times. Nevertheless, they didn't listen. Ever since "the incident", I had barely been allowed to leave the bed much less the room. When I'd awoken, I had demanded to return to my own room. However, true to his nature, Tohr had refused my demands as well as refused to discuss them further."Come on!" I cried. "It has been three days!! Surely, I'm fully healed! I feel fine! I want to leave this blasted room!!"I got up out of bed and walked towards the closet, where I hoped there would be some sort of clothing options. I would take a bloody tent if that meant I could leave this damned room. "Mara, I mean it. Don't push this. Tohr will be back soon from the villages, and he fully expects to see you safe and sound and, in this room," Erik w
As we walked, I couldn't help noticing that Tohr shortened his long strides to match my much shorter ones. His arm stayed around my waist possessively as we strolled through the wide courtyard. I took my time noticing the small details of each building. They were all immaculately taken care of, and I noticed that if there was a problem someone was working on it. Each house had some form of a garden in front of or around it. Every fruit I had seen gracing my plate could be seen in the village, along with every flower they had used to decorate the room. Stalls lined the street in front of the house, and the owners were bowing to the king. They seemed to almost beg him to look at their wares. Tohr steered me through them and whispered for me to find something I liked. I shook my head, telling him it wasn't necessary. Yet, my eyes caught on a gorgeous necklace with a glint in it that reminded me of Tohr's eyes. The minute I gave it my attention, it was around my neck in a flash. One of
Chapter 27For the next hour, Tohr made a huge show of escorting the girl and I around the little market. By the time Tahwilla's mother came looking for her, the little girl was completely under Tohr's spell. The mother thanked Tohr for helping with her child and took her exhausted but bubbly daughter back home. Against my will, I felt my heart melt towards the man as he continued to wave at Tahwilla until she was out of sight. Watching him walk proudly around with the small child on his arm, showing anyone who dared question his stance exactly how wrong they were. Well, it kind of made it hard to not feel a little under his spell, myself. As we walked on towards the exit of the village, I couldn't help noticing how his people bowed and treated him with the utmost respect. And in some cases, adoration. Which wouldn't have been so bad if the bulk of those that came up to him were women. Several of them would casually touch his arm as if they had the right to do so. The sight sparked
Chapter 28I should have been freaked out more. I wanted to be freaked out more. However, I just couldn't. It was too amazing to be face to face with a creature that had always been considered a myth. It was easy to believe in the unbelievable when one was face to face with it. This whole place was my own personal proof that I hadn't been crazy all along. My own parents thought I was crazy. But I hadn't been… I hadn't been crazy… I laughed out loud and reached for him. He obliged and lowered his head down so I could touch the wide area on his snout."Oh, my God, you are beautiful," I whispered as I petted him. Much to my amazement, a deep purr came from his chest. I could feel his pleasure at my words and my soft, gentle touch along his nose. I wanted to touch his other scales to see if they were just as soft. However, he pulled away and chuffed again, shaking his head before he turned around giving me a closer look at his tail. The elegant slope of his back followed all the way d
"Oh my god! I swear it's like someone took every color of the rainbow and sprinkled it across your world," I spoke in reverence, standing at the edge of the lake."Thank you, little fyre," his voice came from behind me. I turned to him forgetting that to transform he had to be undressed. "Wow, umm, do you happen to have clothes hidden nearby or something?" I inquired in embarrassment. He chuckled. "Oh, my sweetness, you are going to have to get over your shame one way or another."I dropped my hands but still couldn't quite look at him. My eyes kept going above him to the sky or below him to his feet. "I'm sorry, I just can't yet. Please put something on," I replied, trying to keep my cheeks from being set on fire. He took a step towards me. Putting a hand under my chin, he held my face until I looked into his eyes. "I will get dressed. I had one of my people bring food for us and clothes for me," he told me, pressing a kiss to my forehead. I was a bit shocked that he had though
My jaw dropped. How were these decisions so easily decided by him? He wanted me as his mate... boom... I would become his mate. Boom... done. He wanted to sleep with me...boom... he sleeps with me. He wanted to win my heart and make me love him then that was what he was going to do."Just like that, huh?" I asked him finally. He opened the weaved basket and began pulling out the food for us. "Yes, just like that," he responded with such certainty that I would have sworn he thought he had already won it. I opened my mouth to explain why it wouldn't that easy, but the smell of the food reminded me that my stomach insisted on eating more.What the heck. I thought to myself. Might as well argue that point later. The basket was amazingly well-stocked for a small, weaved thing. Tohr pulled out various items that could be something akin to fruits and vegetables. As well as something that resembled cheese except it was blue. Then a bottle of what I would assume was their version of wine.
I giggled a bit feeling a bit goofy, then got angry. "You will do NO such thing. He did nothing wrong! He brought me food when everyone else would have had me starved! I offered to repay the kindness and share! No one told me that was a thing! He refused and ran out! I believe the guard laughed at him!" I shouted. He ground his teeth and took a deep breath. "What was his name? So, I may… thank him," he ground out. "You won't hurt him?" I asked dubiously. He let his breath out in what I swore was a draygony curse. "No, I will not hurt him," he promised. "Swear it!" "I swear I will not hurt this Draygon.""Cross your heart and hope to die?" I said with a giggle and goofy smile, feeling the urge to tease him. "Mara!" he shouted; his patience gone. Laughing, I took pity on him. "Fine! It was Treddian. But I promise if even one scale is discolored, you will have me to answer to," I snapped, glaring at him a bit."Treddian," he repeated gently."Yes. He greeted me as I came through
A painfully bright light pierced my eyelids, forcing me to leave the sweet darkness behind to be tortured by this blazing ball. I groaned and buried my head in the pillow, stubbornly refusing to let it win. What did I do last night? I asked myself, trying to convince the jerk with the jackhammer in my brain to stop using it."Good morning, little fyre," whispered a voice beside me. "Nooo," I groaned out. He chuckled softly, making me quell the urge to hit him, even though I didn't have the energy to even lift my arm. "You need to sit up and eat, sweet one. If you eat and drink a bit, you'll feel better," Tohr encouraged me softly."Oh god, no. No food," I whimpered. "Mara," Tohr warned. "Don't argue with me. I know what it's like to overindulge in Hars. You will not feel well until you put something in your stomach to soak up the juice." Sitting up slowly, I groaned as my head seemed to whirl with even that slight movement. The soft fuzzy blanket that had been wrapped around me be
He squeezed my hand one more time before letting go. It was a small gesture, however with Treddian, who was raised in this world to not show affection to another man's woman or risk death, it was a huge step. I turned my attention to the last two people who stepped up to me and raised my eyebrows when I saw it was Ethallia and Synne. "What is it you need, my ladies?" Tohr asked them gently. "Your Majesty, we wish to plead our loyalty to the Queen, as well. Without her here, our lives would have been very different, and now we would be honored if she would accept them in return," Synne replied softly. "That is not necessary," I replied to them."Your Highness, with all due respect, you gave us our lives back and the courage to take charge of them. There is nothing we want to do more than to pledge them to you," Ethallia countered. I looked to Tohr for help. But he had stepped back and was allowing me to handle this. I stood and walked up to the ladies and took their hands. "Are yo
"Caylan," I called, getting his attention. Caylan turned and his icy blue eyes pierced through me as they started to turn slightly Draygonish. "Please… be patient… this… this is not our way, and she may end up hating you if you push too much," I pleaded with him. Caylan nodded to me. I wasn't sure if it was an agreement or acknowledgment. Either way, I was forced to stand there and watch as Caylan carried my new friend off to his 'Draygon lair'. "She will be fine, Mara. You know as well as I do, my little fyre, that a Draygon will do whatever it takes to make sure his mate gives him their heart," Tohr reminded me. He wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed the top of my head. "Most of all, she is safe and protected." I nodded and sighed heavily, hoping one day she would forgive me for this. I felt as if I had to feed her to the wolves.Before I could contemplate or worry about anything, else Tohr was pulling me towards the front of the hall where the thrones were and had me s
-Little fyre. I am damned proud of you. You fought him with all the fyre inside your soul. Sólas would still be after us no matter what you had done. He is the one to blame for what we are going through right now. - I gave him a small smile and tried to let his words soothe me. "Thank you for warning me," I told Caylan. "I appreciate all that you have done for us." "You do not have to thank me, Your highness. It was the least I could do after everything you both did for my people. I, however, did wish to thank you for bringing our princess back." My eyes widened. "Gabby?" As if my words summoned her, Gabby walked in like the princess she was descended from. She looked around the room. As soon as she spotted us, she made a beeline for the group, and the look on her face was one of anger. "Ohhh hell," I whispered in English. "You!" she snapped at me. "You have been back for how long? And you have not stopped to say hi?" "Gabby, I'm so sorry! I just… Ummm," I floundered for a reas
I turned and grabbed her shoulders. "Even if you weren't mated to my brother and my favorite guard, you would still belong here." The tears Ethallia was holding back burst open and poured down her cheeks. I hugged her again until the sniffing stopped, and I could tell she was feeling better. I caught bits and pieces of her thoughts, and they were just as sweet as her words. I gave her one last strong hug struggling to control my own tears.-You okay, mate? - Tohr asked concerned. -Yes, mate. I am just so happy right now. - I replied, coating my words with the love I felt for him and these people. He sent back his love letting it wash over me. -I'm so glad, my little fyre. Now hurry so I can have you in my arms again. -I laughed slightly and pulled away from Ethallia. "Alright. My own mate seems to be whining cause I'm not close. Can you help me finish this up?" I asked her, pushing at my quickly drying hair. She nodded and pushed me towards the chair. Under her quick and daft fing
I giggled breathlessly yet didn't deny either of his claims. He set me down on my feet, being sure to hold onto me until I was able to stand on my weak knees. With my head cleared of him, I realized that we were still in one of the main hallways to the castle. Anyone could have walked in and seen what we were doing. Tohr chuckled. "I'm pretty sure the whole world heard you coming, mate." His wink on the innuendo, then again knowing him it wasn't an innuendo at all, caused my cheeks to flush, and I smacked his arm. He laughed and pressed a kiss to my nose before pulling me down the hall to our room.When he opened the door, I saw Ethallia and Synne standing there waiting for me. The adjoining door to the bathroom area was open, and I could smell the scented oils they used for the bath. A wide smile crossed my face, and I practically raced to the bathroom. I slammed the door shut on their surprised faces before I jerked the veils off and practically jumped in. The water was a little t
-Green, huh? - I thought with a smile. -So apparently, my mate is a descendant of the Narhas'fa, huh? - I gave him a goofy Draygana grin. -I guess I am. Do you think you can live with that? - He smoothed his hand down my scales sending shivers down my spine. "Yes, my mate. Even if you had never been a Draygon at all I would still love you the same," he admitted before backing away and changing. As his own Draygon was released, he braced his front feet and let out a loud yell calling to his mate. Me. I braced my feet and returned the call. To anyone else, it would have sounded horrifying or scary. However, to us, it was a beautiful ballad. With one hard flap of his wings, he was off into the sky and began to circle the area waiting for me. I watched him for a moment admiring the grace with which he soared through the sky. For such a big creature, Tohr was agile and swift that I loved watching him fly. The need to join him overpowered me until I was shoving off the ground and s
I only looked back up when I knew they were fully changed. Treddian was an enormous Golden Draygon. Beautiful and vibrant, his head sprouted two horns that bent slightly backward but ended with two extremely sharp-looking tips. His back was relatively free of spikes until the very tip of his tail held one deadly-looking spike. I couldn't remember seeing anything like that on Tohr and made a mental note to ask about it. -Treddian's has some Silver Draygon in him. - Tohr explained. -They sport those tiny spikes on their tails and a little mustache that comes out the sides of their nostrils. It is a rare thing nowadays to see a silver Draygon. They were obsessed about only mating with their own kind. As such, they have almost driven themselves to the brink of extinction. - Tohr explained. -I thought you guys only mated with the ones you bond with. But according to Sólas and now these silver Draygons, it seems not necessary. - I asked, suddenly remembering Sólas's words about how that wa
Quiet voices woke me slowly. They sounded close but not close enough for me to make out what they were talking about. However, even those quiet voices were not the reason I had woken up. No, my Draygana insisted that I investigate why voices were disturbing our sanctuary and why our mate was not beside us. I groaned in agitation and tried to quiet her down. -Be still, my mate. It is your brother and his mates who come to check on us and give us an update. - Tohr's voice ran through me like fingers stroking down my spine in comfort. I smiled softly and allowed him to soothe both my Draygana and me. She purred and preened, then dropped away calm now that she knew he was okay. I couldn't help rolling my eyes at her internally, then stretched, allowing myself to wake up a bit more. Realizing I was still naked, I flushed hard and looked around for something to cover myself with. I heard footsteps heading my way, and the search became a bit more frantic, not knowing who it was who would
I heard his growl once more pulled from the depths of him. His Draygon reared his head and pushing Tohr to give in to his mate. "Then you will have me, little fyre," he growled out loud, his voice sending shivers down my spine. He rose above me and locked his eyes with mine. I spread my legs wide, feeling his hard cock pressing just slightly against my dripping wet channel. I winced a little as he began to push in. I was by no means a virgin. However, I was not well experienced either. However, neither one of those men had been anywhere near as big as Tohr. Not to mention they had been a while ago. Despite how turned on I was, it was like he was my first again, and my body was struggling to allow him in. "Relax, sweeting. Your body will let me in. You are made for me," he whispered into my ear. His hands slide down my body finding my nipples and began to play with them once more. The discomfort began to slowly be replaced by pleasure as his fingers pulled and twisted at my nipples.