Chapter 16 - TJ

Seeing Taylor fall apart like this makes my heart ache with sadness. She deserves the world, and I want to be the one to give it to her.

"Who was in the car?" I finally ask as she seems to start to calm down.

"Why do you care? You probably sent them."

"I'm not the one who put you in the car."

At my words, Taylor stiffens and her back straightens as realization fills her eyes.

"You're right, maybe I should call Dylam and see who that creep was."

So, Dylan did put her in the car with a creep. I was wondering why the car was still here. I know it took me a while to fly here.

"Tell me everything," I demand, needing to know who exactly was in that car.

Taylor eyes me up and down before she sighs, shoulders slumping. "He had messy dirty-blonde hair and the scariest dark gray eyes I've ever seen. Something about him just made me feel unsafe, and then when I got home, he didn't leave until you got here."

My stomach deflates.

It is exactly what I feared.

Carnelian.

Carnelian drove Taylor home and stayed because he was watching her.

What is Dylan doing, putting Taylor in a car with Carnelian?

Do they know each other, or is this some big coincidence?

I get lost in thought until Taylor shoves me again. "How did you get here so fast? Where's your car? And what are you wearing?"

Her questions catch me off guard and I stutter, "Uh—um."

"If you aren't going to be honest with me, just leave. It seems that you can't be honest, anyway."

My heart hurts at her words. I have been nothing but honest with Taylor. Well, she doesn't know what I truly am, but that is for good reason.

My fists tighten to remain from confessing exactly what I am.

"What is that supposed to mean?" I ask after getting myself under control.

"The bathroom, you obviously lied about loving me just to throw me off my game," Taylor says, putting her hands on her hips.

My body reacts before I can as I reach for her, but she takes a step back.

"Don't touch me."

My stomach tightens, she doesn't believe that I truly love her.

"Do you trust me?" I ask, ready to tell her everything if she trusts me.

"Why should I trust you?"

"Because I want to tell you the truth, but we should get inside."

"You've got ten minutes to plead your case."

Taylor looks at me before turning and walking into her house.

I follow.

She leads me to her backyard.

It looks the same as when we were kids.

There is a big deck with chairs as well as a swinging chair that can easily hold three people. Then there is a vast grassy area that leads into the woods behind the house. While the Montgomery's have neighbors, their yard is pretty secluded.

"Ten minutes starts now."

I nod, unsure of what to say or where to start. How do I convince Taylor that she is the one for me?

Do I start from the beginning? Do I tell her what I am? Do I just address today?

I decide to start with today and I let it pour from my heart.

"Taylor, you've got to believe me. I only told the truth today in the bathroom today. I saw you upset and I needed you to hear how much I care about you and love you. Our night together was the best night of my life, and I don't regret a single moment of it. Waking up and you being gone broke my heart and made me realize that I truly love you. You are the one for me, Taylor. You are my mate."

Taylor's eyes are wide as she looks at me before scoffing.

"I can't believe you are still playing at this. You won, alright? You and the rest of Druk Technologies got me to leave and Dylan texted me saying the case was dismissed as well."

Her doubt in my feelings hurts and knowing that she is still in contact with Dylan leaves a bad taste in my mouth.

When is she going to get this through her thick skull? I didn't say those things to get into her head and have her leave.

"Taylor, you have to believe me. I didn't just say those things today to bother you or get you to drop the case. I said them because I mean them. I. Love. You. From the moment you came back into my life, there was a spark, and it has only grown. Tell me you don't feel it, too, and I'll walk away."

I mean every word, even though it hurts to say. I never want to walk away from Taylor, but I will if that is what she wants. She and her feelings mean more to me than my own.

Taylor turns her back to me and runs a hand through her hair. "I-I—"

"Taylor, just be honest with me. I can take it."

"I don't know how I feel," Taylor mutters.

"That's a lie. You know, you're just scared. Either make my day or break my heart. Either way, I deserve to know the truth."

Taylor runs her hands through her hair again before stomping her feet.

She turns around and rushes at me. I close my eyes, preparing for another shove, but am caught off guard when her arms wrap around my shoulders. I stumble back as her lips meet mine in a warm embrace.

Our lips touch and my dragon preens as electricity shoots through my body.

Kissing Taylor is perfection.

It is exactly what I have been craving since I woke up alone.

She pushes into me and our lips battle. Taylor kisses just like she yells, full of fury and passion.

She gives it her all.

We fall to the grassy ground, and I roll on top of her and hold her down. "Is this what you want?"

I grind down onto her.

She lets out a wanton moan, "Yes."

I don't have to be told twice as I lean back down and connect our lips. Our tongues fight in a harsh dance, but I quickly submit and let Taylor roll us over.

The feeling of her curves on top of me is driving me and my dragon insane.

Mate her , my dragon begs me.

There is nothing I want more than to make her mine, but she has no idea what I am. I cannot just mate her without her being aware of all of me.

My dragon cries as Taylor grinds down onto my erection.

I reach my hands up to feel her precious womanly figure.

There is just something about a curvy woman that drives me up the wall. The feel of her full breasts in my hands and her plump ass is enough to make a man believe in heaven.

"Taylor," I groan out as she sucks on my neck, sure to leave a mark.

Her marking me makes my dragon let loose in a way he never has before. He wants to shift, I can feel him, but we cannot. Especially not right now. Not with Taylor on top of us and so close.

Calm down, big guy , I say to my dragon, and he listens, but not without a fight.

Taylor sits up and starts to unbutton her silky white blouse. I can see her nipples peaked beneath her bra. She must be just as turned on as I am. I sit up and help her remove her bra before taking her right nipple into my mouth.

She throws her head back and I lavish the bud before switching to her other breast.

"I love your mouth," Taylor says, and I perk up.

It may not be the ‘I love you' I am searching for, but it is close enough to make my heart pitter-patter in my chest.

"I'll show you what this mouth can do."

I lay her back and she shimmies out of her pants and underwear all in one go, revealing her glorious mound to me.

There is just something about her wetness that makes me feral.

I eat her out like my life depends on it, licking up her slit, sucking on her swollen clit, using my fingers to stretch her out.

"TJ!" Taylor calls out as she reaches her peak, and my erection fights against the skin. The pressure is almost unbearable.

"I need you now," Taylor pulls my blonde hair and makes me look up.

"What do you need?" I pant, face wet with her juices.

"I want to see you. All of you."

I nod with a wicked grin on my face before standing and undressing slowly, taking the skin off. It sticks to my flesh, but eventually, it peels right off.

Standing in front of her in my boxer briefs, my erection is standing at attention behind them.

Taylor stands and helps me remove my underwear and takes my weeping dick into her hands.

"How is this?" she asks with big eyes as she gets down on her knees.

She takes my dick into her mouth and worships it with her tongue. The heat is extraordinary, and I almost cum on contact, but I tighten my fists in her hair to refrain from orgasming.

I want this moment to last forever and I just know it will be ingrained in my memory.

The feeling of the woman I love's mouth on my most intimate area makes me feel things I cannot even describe.

Taylor blows me for a few minutes, but I can hardly take it anymore. I need to be inside of her.

I pull myself out of her mouth and lay her back down before gently climbing on top of her.

"What do you want?" I say in a husky voice.

Taylor licks her lips. "You."

Lining myself up with her center, I push in slowly, inch by inch.

As I enter her, it feels like coming home.

"Oh, TJ," Taylor moans as I bottom out.

Hearing her say my name makes my blood sing.

"Say it again," I say, thrusting hard into her.

Taylor moans my name over and over as we make love in her backyard.

The grass is itching my hands and knees, but I hardly notice as I am too busy focusing on making love to this goddess below me.

I want it to be as good for her as it is for me, so I reach my hand in between us and rub her clit in a slow, circular motion.

Taylor's body convulses as she orgasms on my dick.

It is the most glorious feeling that I have ever felt, and causes me to reach my peak along with her as I call out her name.

Lights flash behind my eyelids and my dragon croons as I yell out her name in climax.

I lie down on top of her, breathless.

That was the most amazing moment of my life. Being with her in the most animalistic way. Showing her how much I love her with my body. I hope she knows how truly I love her.

We stay there panting in each other's ears for what feels like forever before I pull out.

My seed leaks from her and I run in the house to grab a washcloth to clean her up.

As I return, Taylor looks like a disheveled goddess. Her hair is a matted mess and her cheeks are ruby red.

I just want to eat her up.

"Thank you," Taylor says, starting to clean herself up.

"Sorry for the mess."

"It's okay," Taylor lets out a breathless laugh.

We dress in silence, but my eyes stay stuck to Taylor, not wanting to let her out of my sight. Now that I have her, there is no way I am letting her go.

***

The blonde showed up at her house, so he had to leave. He could not be caught off guard and unprepared for a fight.

He returns home, where his ally is waiting.

"How did it go? Where is she?" Genevive asks.

He grows angry at her question. It obviously didn't go well, as he returned empty-handed.

He roars as he hits the wall with his bare hand, and it comes back unharmed.

"Theodore showed up," he explains to his ally.

Genevive gasps. "Have they mated?"

"I don't know, but I must return and stop them. At any cost."

He cracks his neck before running out of their hiding spot and turning into his dragon. He has turned so many times now that he barely feels any pain from it. It's natural to be in his dragon form.

He flies back the way he had driven until he reaches the house of Taylor Montgomery. He breathes heavily and inhales the scent of sex and sees red.

They must have mated.

He flies over the backyard, but the pair is fully clothed. He uses his sight to see their clothes are crinkled, and his greatest fear must have come true.

They mated.