Chapter 12

twelve

ZAKARION

If this is the last time I get to take her this way, then I want to enjoy it as much as I possibly can.

My Sammy is already dripping for me when I lift her, and my tongue flicks out to taste how good she smells. Guiding her by the hips, I line her up carefully with my upper cock, and simply dip inside her.

“Don’t tease me forever,” she whines, and I have to laugh. I do like to take my time with her, and make sure her small body is ready for me. But that isn’t what she wants. Not tonight.

I wonder if she’s been practicing for how well and readily she accepts me. As the knobbed head of my cock slips inside her, she buckles forward, winding her arms even tighter around my neck.

“Zakarion,” she murmurs as I lift her up, then slide her back down again until I’m almost halfway seated. “You feel fucking amazing.”

My wings lift off my back at the praise, the ridges along my back rising up. It’s as if I was made for her, designed to fit inside her, the way she conforms to my shape. She sucks me in and holds me there until I lift her again, her infinitesimal weight easily gliding up and down. I slide into her again until my swell is widening her for me, and her cunt gives so easily to it.

“Your body is perfect,” I tell her, as both my cocks throb. “Made just right for me.” I lower my neck, curling it down over her shoulder as I drop her lower. She nods her head rapidly, squeezing me while also allowing me even deeper in.

And then, I’m there, my swell fitting perfectly inside her body, her heat pulsing around me in time with the rapid beating of her heart. I have to suck in a breath and hold it just to keep myself in check.

I still have much more to do before I go off.

With a few more deep, experimental thrusts, I pull my first cock out of her, much to Sammy’s displeasure. But before she can speak her objection, I sling my wet upper cock across her mound, and fit the head of my lower cock into her dripping channel. She gapes down, her breath held, as I slide back in where I belong.

My toes practically curl at the wash of sensation. Sammy cries out as I sink in deep, then I lift her up until we almost separate. I rub my cheek along her soft hair, simply relishing the way she brings me into her small body. Then I drop her again, and she cries out my name.

Being the devil she is, Sammy lowers one hand to the cock that’s splayed up along her clit, all the way to her belly. She strokes it, pushing it down to get friction, and the sensation of both my cocks receiving attention at the same time almost makes me erupt.

“Sammy,” I moan, driving into her with abandon. She’s pumping me now, panting each time I thrust into her, crying out whenever she sinks all the way down. I feel my fire starting to build, as hard as I’m trying to keep it tamped down. My wings extend, and before I know what I’m doing, I have my arms clasping Sammy tightly against me as I flap once, twice, and launch us into the air.

She shrieks, and her arms clamp tight around me—and so does her cunt. I groan, then flap again, bringing us higher into the air. I’m fucking her faster, my wings moving in time with my hips, and she’s crying out with every wild thrust.

“Zak!” Sammy is gripping my neck even tighter. “Oh, fuck, that’s so good, please don’t drop me?—”

“I will never drop you,” I murmur to her, rising higher and higher into the air, the moon hovering far above us like an immense silver coin. I clutch Sammy close as I fuck her, and the sheer bliss of being inside her almost ends me. But I need to hold out, just a little longer.

“Zak, oh, please, oh,” Sammy’s calls are disjointed and desperate. “Oh, just like that, yes, please!”

I repeat the motion with laser precision, finding exactly what pleases her and pinpointing it, trying to stay concentrated even though her marvelous hair is bathed in white from the moon, and her long, dark eyelashes are dusted with silver. The whole world is spread out beneath us and her cries are filling the sky like perfect, heavenly music. I bounce her faster, slamming into her, and finally... her mouth falls open, and her cries stop.

Oh, nothing has ever felt so good as my Sammy gripping me like iron as her climax takes over. She’s so wet and so tight that as I frantically fuck her through it, my own reserve of self-control crumbles at last.

I thrust into her once more, and tilt my head back as flames erupt from my mouth. My seed spurts out, shooting across her belly, filling her up as my hips jerk once, and then again, and still there’s more coming. I moan as Sammy’s tiny body saps me dry, squeezing every last drop out of me.

Panting, I flap gently this time, lowering us back to the mountainside ledge. When I land, my cock slips out of her, and Sammy gasps as my spend drips down her thighs.

“Wow,” she says, admiring it. “You came a lot that time.” A wicked smile crosses her face. “I have a good feeling about this.”

Though I return her smile, a seed of fear sprouts in my belly. If we do succeed, I will have no more excuses to breed Sammy again.

This will all be over.

She wobbles on her feet, and I hold her up. She giggles a little drunkenly. “Wow. I’ve never been fucked like that in my life,” she says, putting her weight on me. “Especially not in the sky. It was beautiful up there, even if I wasn’t really paying attention.”

I have to laugh because truthfully, neither was I. My mind was consumed by her and only her—the heave of her perfect breasts under the moonlight, how it highlighted her round cheeks and button nose, her kind spirit reaching out toward me and wrapping me up in it.

“Is there a way I could clean up?” she asks.

“Oh, of course.” We didn’t visit the pools earlier because there was really no need, but now I’m thrilled to show them to her. “Follow me.”

SAMMY

Zakarion leads me down into the mountain, and I’m dripping his come all along the way, which makes me laugh again. My dragon smiles down at me, unabashedly revealing all of his fangs, and I just want to kiss him.

It’s unfair how perfect he is. His body reads mine easily, knowing exactly what I want and how I want it. He’s beautiful and majestic, and I was mesmerized by the way his black horns glimmered in the moonlight. He was fearsome, too, breathing fire into the sky when he came inside me. And I’ve enjoyed every moment of touring his mountain, of getting to know him even better and what makes him so unique.

Fuck. These are not good feelings. The smile falls from my mouth as we descend deeper into the cave system.

“Zak?” I ask again as we walk. “Can I stay here for the night?” I know that we have boundaries in place, but I also don’t want to fly home tonight. After this, it all ends, and I want to treasure our last time together as much as possible.

He furrows his brow. “Of course. I did not expect you would want to fly home in the dark.”

I nod gratefully, and find myself winding one arm around his as the torches grow fewer and farther between, so I don’t get lost in the darkness.

Then, a green glow emanates from up ahead. I jog onward to find a pool of glimmering water, where I’m greeted by the smell of sulfur.

“Hot springs,” Zakarion says, walking up behind me.

“They must be special hot springs to glow like that,” Sammy says.

I laugh. “Those are stick-on lights I got at the hardware store. ”

Together we wade in, and it’s just the perfect temperature. I find I’m a little raw between the legs as I descend deeper into the pool, and I hiss as the hot water covers me. Zakarion raises an eyebrow as he also slips one long, scaly foot into the depths.

“I’m just sore,” I explain, then lower myself under the surface. He fucked me good up there, probably with more intensity than he ever has before.

My eyes roll back into my head as the water envelopes me, and I lie back against the stone to rest. Zakarion displaces a good amount of water as he takes his seat next to me.

We luxuriate in the water for a long time, simply enjoying each other’s company. It’s comfortable and peaceful here, not a single sound. This is the sort of isolation I craved when I bought my house out in the country—not another person for a hundred miles.

“Sammy.” A quiet voice pierces the darkness. I’ve fallen asleep, and Zak is gently running his claws down my shoulder to wake me. “It’s time for bed.”

“Oh, good,” I say, dragging myself out of the hot water. It’s too hot now, and I’m relieved by the cool air in the cave.

“Do you want me to carry you?” my dragon asks as he supports my weight. I nod gratefully. I couldn’t stand up if I tried.

“Please, I would love that.”

The left side of his mouth curves up as he swoops down and swings me up into his arms, easily carrying me back the way we came. It’s a long trek to his quarters, and I’m trying not to fall asleep again as he ducks through the curtain that previously cordoned off his sleeping room.

Zakarion sets me down in the nest of fur and pillows, then spreads out and wraps his long body around me. I’m cold again since I’m still naked, and gratefully I curl up against him, soaking in the warmth of his chest.

Here, wrapped up in my dragon, it’s easy to tumble away into a dream.

ZAKARION

Sammy rests so perfectly in my arms and in my bed, her shape once more conformed to mine, that it’s absolutely intoxicating.

I lie awake for much too long, stroking her hair and watching her chest rise and fall, imagining what it would be like if she slept here every night. What if she were here with me in my nest while she was carrying my hatchling?

That might just be the best life possible, even if it couldn’t last. Even if it ended after another fifty years, I would treasure every moment of it.

When Sammy starts to gently snore, I wind my neck around her head so my cheek lies alongside hers. Then, boldly, I wrap one arm around her, and she burrows even deeper into my embrace.

I know that we succeeded tonight. Everything felt... well, the way it should. It was right, and I was strong and virile. Like she said, I soaked her in my seed. Now she’s filled with it, and surely my hatchling will start growing inside her soon. Just as powerfully as I’m certain we’ve created new life, I also know that this is where I’m meant to be—curled up with Sammy as we both dream.

Now how can I possibly convince her of the same ?

This thought haunts me long into the night. I know she does not want the same thing I do. But I also don’t know if I can live without her now.