These two really seem to aggravate each other.
Never in my long life have I ever met someone as annoying as this elf. Elf princess. Because it wasn’t bad enough that she was an elf who shares my element. Now I find out she’s also a princess who not only wields my element but is most likely as powerful as I am, possibly even more so. It had taken all of my strength to stay in place when she’d thrown that tornado at me. And I know, without a doubt, if she ever tries to claim me, I’m done. There is no chance I’ll defeat her. So, I have to be very careful, making sure she never finds out how to claim a dragon. But even with the fear of being claimed, the mate bond draws me to her. Or maybe it’s just her. I’ve never met someone that is willing to go toe to toe with me. And she just keeps doing it. When she smacked my face, even in my dragon form, showing not a hint of fear, I might have fallen in love with her. She’s perfect. And it’s thoughts like those that will get me claimed. I don’t know why she’s surprised that I want to kill h
“Your cave of treasures? What does that even mean?” I ask him. The feeling in this space if more earthen than anything I’ve felt since I left home. Our elven lands also had this feeling of the purity of the earth. I close my eyes, breathing it in, taking strength from the objects around us. “Dragons love their treasure. All dragons, not just me. Although, based on our element, what we determine to be treasure is probably different. I draw my treasures from the earth and bring them here.” I walk around, amazed at the pure energy that is pulsing around me. There are minerals and gemstones everywhere, all still in their pure form. I reach out to touch a particularly large piece of gold, one that is almost half the length of my body, but I think twice. Avani said that dragons love their treasure. That means that this is a special place for him and that he would be protective of it. “Money is not precious to me. Lives and the earth, those things are precious to me. Your life is preciou
I hadn’t meant to lose control. I never lose control. But when Mere slid herself onto my cock, I almost blew my load right there. Worse, when she said she wasn’t afraid of me, I could feel the dragon pushing forward. No human could have survived the pounding that I just gave to my mate or the vibrations of pleasure that ricocheted through my body. But she took everything I gave her and if her body is any indication, she loved every fucking minute of it. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t love every minute of it too. I’ve never produced the vibrations that I made with Mere, my body never experiencing the exquisite pleasure that being inside her gave me. I didn’t even know my body could do that. Now, I’ve made the fatal error of coming inside her. I feel the moment she passes out, and I hold her up, before sliding out of her. It’s too late. I warned Tana and here I am doing exactly the same thing. To be fair, I had no idea that the mate bond was so strong. I had no idea what it would be l
When I wake, the first thing I realize is that I want that dragon inside me again. My body is craving him like nothing I’ve ever craved before. When he sees that I’m awake and comes to me, I can’t let him touch me. I’m ready to jump him, ready to hump him like a damn female in heat. That’s not like me, that’s not me at all. I’m good at casual, friendly sex, not this overwhelming desire. And the last thing I need is this arrogant dragon thinking that he’s got me right where he wants me. Under him, riding him….stop! I have to stop thinking that. I shake my head, trying to clear it of my erotic thoughts. You'd think I was young adult again, not the century old woman that I am. So, I do the only thing I can think of. I change the subject. When I find out that Avani got coordinates to help find my brother, I’m surprised. I shouldn’t be, I just….after what happened in the cave, I thought maybe he’d be more standoffish, wanting to walk away. I’m struggling to understand what our relationsh
Once again I lost control with my mate. I can’t seem to keep my hands off of her. My hands, my mouth, my tongue. Everything about her draws me in, her scent, her taste, her screams of pleasure. And if that wasn’t enough, when we curl up in front of the fire, her body fits inside of mine perfectly. I wake to the soft sounds of footsteps and whispers. Immediately, I wake Merethyl. No one out here at this time of night is up to anything good. When I help Merethyl up, I catch their scent and I know it’s hunters. Not only can I smell the blood on them, but I can also smell the scent of metal and gunpowder. I put my finger to my lips, letting Mere know that she needs to stay quiet. Then I turn, pulling her arm over my shoulder and lifting her onto my back. I’m not sure how quiet she is, but I’m able to move through the forest undetected. I quickly move us out of the clearing where we lit the fire and I pull us up into a tree so we can watch. “How many?” She asks in my ear. I hold up a
Damn that dragon. He asks one question and gets his answers. Of course, the hunter is so flabbergasted by his shift that he can barely speak, but still. If he knew who I was…. If he know who I was, I’d be in bigger trouble than I am. And the fox? Does Avani mean that they have Kayid? We have to save him. I’d hate to think that he was captured, injured or killed because he was helping me. When Avani gets the direction we need to go in, he nods his head to me but before we begin moving, I turn to the forest that Avani’s dragon form decimated. “What are you doing?” He asks me. “Healing the forest.” I tell him, not looking at him as I begin to pull the trees back together, resealing their limbs and branches, feeling the life force inside the trees reconnecting. “You can do that?” He asks, and his voice is full of awe. I turn and look at him, seeing that he’s serious. “You can’t? It’s the earth element. You opened that volcano and then closed it. It’s the same concept.” I tell him.
We’re moving toward the sounds of screams and loud crying when I hear a sound that breaks my heart. It is the sound of an elf in pain, extreme pain. The sound is so high pitched that a human couldn’t hear it, but Avani does. He slaps his hands to his ears, turning to look at me, but I’m already moving past him. That sound had to come from one of my people. Someone is torturing one of my elven kin. It doesn’t sound like Yhendorn, but I can’t be sure. I burst into a room filled with people and with all sorts of shifters and supernaturals strapped to beds. In the center, is an elf. I’m not sure what’s happening but it looks like the scientists are pumping something from each of the supernaturals into the elf, and it’s obviously very painful. I begin ripping the tubes out, knowing that even if it hurts, it will hurt less than whatever they are pumping into him. Avani moves to take out the guards. The scientists rush toward the door, like they think they will escape. They will not. I tu
The more time I spend with my mate, the more I come to realize how strong she is. Where I come in like a tornado and blow through everything, counting on my brute strength to defeat my enemy, Merethyl’s strength is delicate, intricate and it makes her stronger because she has such control over it. Her love for all creatures is admirable and her fury at those that hurt the creatures she protects is magnificent. Earth may be our element, but it encompasses all of the elements within it, the fire from the center of the earth, the air that breathes life into every living thing and the water that feeds that life. She, like me, has pieces of all of those elements within her. As she turns to the door, after punching the scientist, I move to step in front of her. She may be strong, but I’m still a dragon. My scales give us both a protection that she doesn’t have on her own. I look back at the room, making sure everyone is ready before I open the door. I glance at the elf lying on the table.
After Enki was born, Merethyl and I spent one more week together, letting Merethyl readjust to the loss of dragon DNA in her system. I had noticed it after Gaia’s birth, but I’m noticing it even more now, her body is absorbing dragon DNA every time she gets pregnant. She still had some dragon tendencies after Gaia, and now, after delivering Enki, she has even more. Her ability to cdonnect to me mentally, sift through my memories and thoughts, is nearly as strong as mine. It doesn’t bother me that she has the abilities that she has, it’s more that I’m worried about the long term effect of her body taking on the dragon DNA. Once things are settled with this assassin, I'll be taking her to visit the doctor. When we get back to the elf lands, I know I can’t stay long. I’ve been out of the hunt for two months and Ancalagon is still missing. But, when we arrive and my little girl, now nearly 8 months old, comes toddling out of the castle, her arms raised to me, I refuse to leave without sp
Four months later We still haven’t found Ancalagon. I’ve searched with Avani periodically, but between our daughter needing her mother and my belly starting to grow with our son, I’ve stayed home more than I’ve gone out with him. A few months ago, Ishir started finding shifters that had been murdered. At first, it was a rare occurrence, one in the first month. We assumed that it was some sort of lucky hunter kill. Then there were three more in the month after that, then more. Lately, it feels like Avani and Ishir are finding a dead shifter or supernatural every few days. Not only that, but the ones they are finding now are apex predators or leaders of their supernatural groups. Avani had told me that they had found a high priestess of a coven along with a very powerful warlock. Avani has refused to allow me to leave the pack lands in the last month and has asked Kenna and Bajaro to guard us. Kenna is happy to stay here. She wants to protect her mate, even though Yhendorn doesn’t lik
Being loved and cared for by my mate goes a long way to making me feel better. I’m still distraught, still angry that I can’t find my son, but at least now I feel like I have the strength to start again. I fly Merethyl to Cedric’s pack lands. I already knew that Zephyr wouldn’t be here. She hasn’t stopped and unlike me, she doesn’t have a rider to care for her. I know Mere thinks that Ishir is her mate, but without being claimed, the draw to her son, the need to protect him, will be stronger than the draw to her mate. When we arrive, I pull Mere into my lap. She is all that is keeping me sane, having to be here, listening to this when I should be out searching for my son. I know this meeting is important, but I’m struggling with this feeling of helplessness and weakness. ‘You’re not weak,’ Mere says in my mind. ‘Or helpless, and they may be able to help us. It’s good that we’re here.’ Kaylani begins telling us that the most recent dragons that they have found are hybrids, all of th
Zephyr told us that she had left Ancalagon with the mountain goat shifters, while she went into town. She was oddly vague about where she was or why she was gone, but it doesn’t matter. Ancalagon should have been safe. He’s nearly a year old now. When she had returned, Zephyr said she could smell death and the paralytic. The hunters had killed all the goats and paralyzed Ancalagon so they could take him. Zephyr had been frantically searching for a day, when she finally gave her dragon’s call, knowing she needed help. We began searching immediately, Avani tearing apart every hunter’s lair and laboratory that we could find. He had contacted Ishir to get more intel, but he wasn’t able to tell us much. He gave us a few more laboratories, but most of them had been destroyed when Kaylani, Cedric and Ishir had hunted them down, rescuing the dragons. I had to split my time, hunting for Ancalagon and taking care of my newborn. I love my time with Gaia, but I worry about my mate every moment
I walk Merethyl to the stage that is set up for the event. As his only living relative, she will be leading the coronation ceremony for Yhendorn. She looks gorgeous as always, but dressed as she is right now, the royal blood in her is much more obvious. She was meant to be a queen. I’m just the lucky dragon that gets to claim her as MY queen. She stands beside Yhendorn, who also looks regal in his dress robes. Merethyl begins speaking in elvish. I don’t understand the words, but I understand the intent as I sift through her mind and feel the words she’s speaking. A peace settles over the people, an acceptance of their new King. I look out over the elves, watching as they begin to sing and chant in Elvish. I look behind us at where Kenna is laying, being here for her mate in her dragon form. The air around us begins to feel magical and I look over at Bajaro. She’s holding Gaia and I swear, my daughter looks like she’s paying attention. Maybe she is, both Mere and I have the earth as
After Avani dropped me and Gaia off on the mountain and went to get me some clothes, it wasn’t long before I hear an eagle’s call. I look up to see Shiv and it’s only a moment later when I hear Bajaro in her hyena form and Kayid in his fox form yipping as they run up the side of the mountain. As soon as she gets to the top, Bajaro shifts and walks toward me. “Please tell me you’re going to let me hold that little one.” I walk to her, putting Gaia into her arms. She immediately starts to purr, gently rubbing her face over Gaia’s. “Bajaro, meet Gaia,” I say, stroking my daughter’s hair. “She’s beautiful. She smells like you and the earth dragon,” Bajaro says quietly. I can tell that Avani was right. She will want to be a surrogate mother to Gaia and will protect our daughter with her life. “Speaking of the earth dragon, where is he?” Kayid asks. “He went to get me some clothes.” I say, watching as Bajaro begins humming a strange tune that I’ve never heard. It’s a gentle but hauntin
We stay in our cave for another week after Gaia is born. We carefully take her out every day, making sure she has fresh air. Merethyl lays her in the grass and then will use her element to grow flowers around her. My mate is back to normal now. As much as I loved having her desire for me run as deeply as mine does for her, there’s a reason she’s my mate. I need the balance that she gives me. So, I'm glad she's back to normal again. “We need to head back to the elf lands, love,” I tell her. “I know. I’m just enjoying this time, with only the three of us. But Yhendorn has waited long enough to take over as king and it’s time to introduce our daughter to my family and to your son.” “I wanted to discuss something with you before we return,” I tell her. “What’s that?” “You know that the Chief’s son is still out there. I need to help hunt him now that you’re back to your normal self. I don’t know how you feel about me leaving…” “No! I won’t let you go alone. What if something happened
I love being in our cave of treasures. I can feel the metals singing to me, calling to me. I feel their differences, their density and weight making their song different. The gemstones also have their own feel to them. I’ve found a couple that I like, that seem to speak to me louder than the others. But mostly, I love having my mate here with me. I can’t get enough of him. There will never be enough of him. He is everything, the world is nothing without him, my mind, my body, my soul are incomplete, empty without his touch, his caress, his presence in my mind. I’m just starting to wake when I feel the first pain. I look down, my stomach large and swollen. As I watch, I see the muscles in my stomach contract, sending another shooting pain up my side. I look around. Avani isn’t here. Our child, I need to protect our child. I rub my stomach, cooing at our daughter. I can feel her mental presence in my body. She is agitated and irritable. She wants out. “Not yet, baby girl,” I coo at h
The scent of evergreen and cinnamon fills my nose. I’m so drawn to the scent that I try to burrow myself deeper into the warmth where the scent is emanating. I hear voices, men’s voices, speaking around me. There’s a deep rumbling sound and it reverberates in my body, making me hum. Then I hear a female voice. My eyes flash open and I snarl. “MINE!” I snap at the beautiful woman that is standing too close to my mate. That’s who I smell, who I feel inside me, in my mind, in my soul. My mate. I feel him begin to purr behind me and my body calms, relaxing back against him. His hand touches my face, moving the hair away from me. I lean back against him, rubbing myself against him. “Merethyl, do you know where you are?” “With you, my mate, my love, my life.” “Yes, you are with me. Do you know where WE are?” I open my eyes again and the beautiful woman is still here. I growl at her. “I don’t want your mate, Merethyl. I’m here to help you. Do you know who I am?” “The water dragon.”