The Exiled Dragon のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

Odessa I screamed. I shouted rather loudly, causing Fluffy and Creed to look at me with uneasiness. Creed ran over to me, covered in blood spatter from the cute animal. I should have seen it coming; I mean, he clicked his tongue, and Fluffy went and caught dinner. My breathing was ragged, but I waved my hand in the air. "I'm fine, really; I wasn't expecting it." Part of me was, but I let it go. Creed looked back over to the animal; the head was lying in a bucket while the blood drained. I've seen a lot of blood in my time in this land, but not so much as this. It flowed heavily into the bucket while I looked away. Fluffy was utterly troubled; he hopped up on the bed, despite Creed growling at him putting his head in my lap. Covering my mouth, concentrating on Fluffy, Creed sighed and continued to empty the remnants of the animal. "It had such pretty fur, I thought you were going to keep it as a pet." His lip curled, starting to strip the anima

 CreedOdessa continued to sleep; I lay in waiting. Her breaths came in steadily; her eyelashes twitched as her sleep’s cycles shifted. Laying here for hours, feeling parts of my body go numb, was but little suffering I endured while holding her. My dragon lulled her back to sleep with the deep rumbling within my body every shift in movement. Odessa griped my vest tightly each time her body turned restless, the would rumbling began and she would sighed lulling her back to sleep. My rough fingers trailed her cheeks, her pouty dry lips, and back into her hair. Her hair was fanned entirely out onto the furs. Her smell had seeped into the deepest part of my nest. The citrus and now lilac scent radiating off her gave me deep pleasure. For once, my dragon was sated. No rage had built in my gut; no need to shift to let the beast take control for the day.It had been many days since I had shifted; my dragon spirit was old and needed his time to

 OdessaI stood by the fire, still wrapped in the furs. There was no scuffle coming from the outside, which made me worry more, until I heard grunting and a loud slap. My eyes widened when Creed strode in with his mighty gate and his beefy arms, holding up a large animal. It was plump, hairy, and had tusks coming out of its mouth. The snout gave it away. A boar or wild pig thingy.Finally, eating something that wasn’t just red meat, I now had something else, pork! I clapped my hands as he threw the meat on his now new table he had made with his bare hands while I napped. Creed was very resourceful. He made his own tools, made furniture and everything in this cave all to help me feel more welcome, welcome for two people instead of his lonely one.He had tightly wrapped the boar between its legs, a long rope had drug on the floor. Large gash to the head was the final culprit of death that now covered Creed with blood.“Aw, you need a bath a

OdessaMy legs gripped tightly between the dragon’s neck and shoulders, my arms wrapped around the base until he stood up at full height. I had never flown in a plane or been in a hot-air balloon, but surely it can’t be that different, right?I was wrong, so wrong.His leathery wings behind me moved up and down gracefully, pushing the air between him and the ground. Within a few thrusts of his wings, we were in the air as if we didn’t weigh a thing.Oh, and I screamed. I screamed a lot. My grip became enduringly tighter, vibrations filled where my body was latched. A wave of calmness filled my body with those vibrations. This was Creed and his dragon. Creed was in there too, and he would never let me fall. Soon my screams calmed down, noticing we had barely left the ground. We hovered a few more seconds until finally he climbed into the sky.The air was warmer here in the grasses at the base of the mountains

CreedOdessa’s lips were so soft. Everything about her was delicate. I didn’t want to hurt her, not my Fawn. My beast couldn’t stomach that. I kept my hands from gripping her too harshly, but her movements, the way her hands tickled my neck, weaved into my hair, had me wanting more. So much more.Odessa granted me the ultimate gift, by kissing her like mates do. Does this mean she wanted more, too? My hands traced up her back. We were back at the cave, laying in each other’s arms. Every moment I wanted my lips on hers, she was my additional element of life, such as water and air. Odessa had to breathe, so sometimes I would trace my lips on her cheeks, her jaw and down her neck. Her sighs roused my desire for her, but she had not granted me anything more just yet.Her fingers gripped into my rough shoulders, holding on as my hand pulled her lower back into my body. One of my arms had completely gone to sleep, but I w