12. Keldor

The thrillof soaring high above the landscape of Reazus Prime with my mate on my back was a rapture unlike any I had experienced, even in my long centuries on this wretched planet. Her soft gasps of wonderment, the melodious laughter that seemed to reverberate straight into me - it was the sweetest of ambrosia, igniting an inferno of pure adoration within the primal depths of my being. This was as it was always meant to be - two souls spun from the universe”s first fiery dawn, fated to intertwine for all eternity in a searing tapestry of cosmic union.

All too soon, however, the celestial freedom of our aerial odyssey had to conclude. With a subtle adjustment of my wings, I angled us into a gentle descent, my haunches coiling as we alighted amid the lush flora once more. Ella sagged against me with a breathless giggle of pure euphoria, her fingers trailing along the elegant ridges of my throat in a path of hushed reverence.

”That was... amazing,” she said in an awed murmur, those quicksilver eyes shimmering as she gazed up at me in open wonderment. ”Thank you, Keldor.”

I rumbled in clear satisfaction, nuzzling the crown of her head in an intimate caress as I fully appreciated the breathtaking vision that was Ella. An inferno now roared through my veins, scorching and primal in its intensity. I yearned to experience her splendor from an entirely different vantage, one that would allow me to lavish every inch of her prismatic scales with the reverent devotion she deserved as my mate, my anislah in every sense.

Making my choice, I stepped back and unfurled my wings in one slow, sinuous sweep, allowing Ella to dismount from my back. The dragon”s time was at an end. Now, it was my turn to fly with my beautiful mate. Once Ella stood on the ground, I stepped back, watching her.

I held her spellbound in my gaze as I allowed the change to come over me. The air itself shimmered and undulated as my metamorphosis took hold, reality itself warping and bending until my humanoid shape stood tall in a violent implosion of power.

Ella”s breath caught in her throat as she drank in the full magnitude of my transformation, her fingers drifting up to trace the line of my jaw. I rumbled in clear satisfaction at her exploratory caress, reveling in the rapture of having my mate”s undivided attentions.

The moment that lush, feminine form came into full contact with my own, it was like the universe itself exhaled a breathless sigh of pure, rapturous relief. With a low, rumbling purr of pure masculine satisfaction, I launched myself skyward in an explosive burst of strength and power. This time, however, my trajectory angled toward the balcony of my lair rather than the open skies.

Ella clung to me with unrestrained delight, her laughter ringing out in breathless peals of pure euphoria as the wind whipped through those lustrous crimson tresses. All too soon, we were alighting on the ornate balcony adjoining the lavish bedchamber that had become our inner sanctum. I placed Ella on the bed and stepped back, divesting myself of my leathers.

”My mate,” I rasped in a voice laced with pure, undisguised hunger and sheer masculine possession. Before Ella could respond, I surged forward and crushed that lush, feminine form against me, kissing each inch of her as I removed her clothing.

With Ella”s clothing discarded in a shimmering trail across the bedchamber, I drank in the full, breathtaking splendor of her form with undisguised reverence. My calloused fingertips trailed along the feminine curves now accentuated by that prismatic mosaic of iridescent scales, committing every nuance to memory with fervent devotion. Here, the elegant flare of Ella”s hips transitioned into a hypnotic tapestry of burnished crimsons and smoldering violets that seemed to blaze with an ethereal inner incandescence. There, the lush swell of her breasts was adorned with a breathtaking iridescence of silvery luminescence that fairly danced with each shallow intake of breath.

She was spellbinding, a harmonious melding of human allure and draconic majesty. My mate, my Ella - the other half of my soul made exquisite flesh at long last.

”Magnificent,” I rasped in a low, smoldering timbre laced with naked hunger and sheer masculine appreciation. ”You are the embodiment of perfection, my daring mate. A true vision of radiance that defies all comprehension.”

Ella shivered deliciously at the undisguised intensity of my words, her eyes shimmering like molten starfire in the dim illumination. When she spoke, her voice was a breathless, ethereal rasp that resonated straight into my core.

”You are everything to me, Keldor,” she murmured ardently, trailing those slender fingers along the sinuous scales adorning my chest and shoulders. ”My destiny, my truth, my whole universe spun into one magnificent.”

I captured that exploratory hand and pressed a lingering kiss to her palm in a path of searing reverence. Then I held her transfixed in the blazing depths of my gaze, allowing the full weight of my devotion binding us together.

”I love you, Ella,” I said in a low, fervent rumble that was more dragon than Dragonian. ”You are my everything - the missing half of my soul.”

Ella”s breath caught in her throat at the profound magnitude of my ardent confession. I reached up to cradle her face in one calloused palm, holding her spellbound in my blazing stare so she would know the cosmic truth resonating through every syllable.

”I cannot fathom how to draw my next breath without you blazing by my side, my mate,” I continued in a voice laced with the primal intensity of a supernova”s detonation. ”You are the tether anchoring me to this existence, the light that guides me through the swirling winds. Without you, I am adrift, a half-formed fragment consigned to the endless void.”

The words seemed to resonate straight into Ella, her pupils dilating until those ethereal silver depths. For a lingering heartbeat, she stared at me in awed silence, as if the full magnitude of my confession had robbed her of coherent thought.

Then, slowly, she surged upward until our foreheads rested together in an intimate brand of possession and undying devotion. When she spoke, her words burrowed deep into my soul.

”And I love you, Keldor Blazeclaw,” Ella whispered in a tremulous murmur that resonated straight into the primal essence burning at my core. ”Now and forever. You are my mate, my destiny.”

She leaned in until her lips brushed mine in the faintest of searing caresses.

With a low, rumbling growl of pure masculine possession, I crushed Ella against me, claiming those lush lips in a fevered onslaught of dominance and undying need. She whimpered into the onslaught, surrendering to me.

Only when we needed a breath did we part. Ella lay back among the bedsheets, arms outstretched, a sensual smile on her lips as she wantonly spread her legs before me. Her pink folds were on brilliant display, wet for me.

Ella”s breathtaking display of wanton abandon ignited an inferno of pure, scorching hunger within the primal depths of my being. I drank in every tantalizing nuance as she spread herself in offering before me.

A low, rumbling growl of pure masculine possession reverberated through my chest as I surged forward, blazing path of searing reverence along Ella”s luscious curves. Ella arched into my heated explorations with a breathless keen, her fingers scoring delicious furrows through my scalp as I explored the changes in her body with my tongue.

”Keldor...” she rasped out on a breathy moan. ”Please, my dragon...I need to feel your mouth on me.”

I rumbled in clear satisfaction at her wanton pleas, nuzzling the throbbing pulse at the spot where her leg met with the apex of her sex. ”Anything for you, my daring mate.” I spoke against her sensitized skin, inhaling the intoxicating blend of smoldering embers and celestial ambrosia that was uniquely her. ”Your divine body is mine to worship.”

The scent of her arousal hung like a lush, intoxicating cloud in the charged air - a heady, exotic musk. It was the aroma of a goddess in the throes of pure, wanton rapture, and it ignited an inferno of primal yearning in my very marrow.

With a low, rumbling purr of undisguised masculine hunger, I settled myself between Ella”s parted thighs and drank in the breathtaking vision before me. Those slick, glistening folds were slick with her need.

”Exquisite.” One word. It was enough.

With no further preamble, I surged forward and captured that pearlescent droplet on the flat of my tongue, savoring the sweet, heady nectar of my mate”s essence. Ella cried out at the scorching onslaught, her thighs trembling as I laved her with fervent, openmouthed kisses.

”Oh Keldor!” she keened in a breathless rasp of pure rapture, her fingers tightening almost painfully in my hair. ”Yes, just like that...oh, just like that!”

I growled against her slick folds in clear satisfaction, the vibrations raising a sprinkling of bumps along her sensitized flesh where there were no scales. Then I delved deeper, my tongue lashing and swirling in a primal cadence as ancient as the winds themselves. Ella”s breathless cries spiraled into shatteringly blissful screams as I lapped at her very essence, consuming her divine ambrosia with reverent undying hunger.

On and on I worshiped at the altar of her sublime form, savoring every breathless keen, and shameless mewl of ecstasy until Ella was reduced to a writhing, keening vision of pure, wanton rapture. Her thighs quivered with the strain of holding them apart, her fingers scoring delicious furrows along my scalp as the inferno blazed brighter and hotter within her.

With a final lash of my questing tongue against that aching bundle of incandescent nerves, Ella shattered. Her entire body arched in a bow of pure, searing ecstasy, her rapturous scream seeming to resonate straight into the cosmos themselves as her divine release crested in a crescendo. I drank deeply of her ambrosia, savoring every breathless sob and electrifying spasm as the cosmic forces bound us together in an eternal, searing union.

When at last the fiery tempest ebbed, I moved to drive my cock between those inviting folds, giving myself to my mate. Despite my wish to make it last, my orgasm blasted through me, leaving me weak and vulnerable in the arms of my mate. The one being on this sorry planet, I trusted with everything that I was, everything that I had. Ella”s pussy griped my cock, squeezing and milking my orgasm from me as I shuddered at the last throws of the relentless onslaught of emotion that would drown me if I didn”t have my mate to cling to.

”Keldor...” she rasped in an awed murmur, her fingers tracing the elegant whorls adorning my chiseled features. ”That was...wow. I have no words.”

I rumbled in clear satisfaction, brushing a reverent kiss across the plush swell of her lips. ”And we have only just begun to experience the endless raptures awaiting us, my mate,” I promised in a low, smoldering timbre laced with pure undisguised yearning.

With a low, feral snarl of pure masculine possession, I crushed Ella”s lush feminine form against me. Dragons lived a long time, and I anticipated the years ahead with a reverence and joy I never had in all my years on Reazus Prime.