Crystal

"This is supposed to be a sham!" I protest as Drelix lifts me as if I weigh nothing and I'm dropped into his lap.

"If it is such a thing, then we need to be comfortable in each other's presence," Drelix says, voice deep enough it creates a rumbling growl through my entire body.

"You mean you want me out in public with you?"

"I need you out in public with me. The more they see I am a mated male, the less likely it is anyone will challenge me."

"Are Sarkarnii possessive? I never would have guessed," I joke, and Drelix holds a small, sweet ball of fluff up to my lips. "What the hell are you doing?"

"For you, mate," Drelix says, and there's a slackness to his jaw which makes me want to do wicked things.

I take the food from his claws, making sure I enclose them between my lips as I do.

There is a deep-seated groan. It rumbles up from the very depths of his soul. I chew the fluff which is absolutely delicious, licking my lips as I enjoy it.

His eyes do not leave them, not for a second. But his hand is quick, snatching up something else from my plate. He holds up a savory lump of fried meat. This time his eyes are hungry and a muscle ticks in his jaw. I operate the same maneuver as last time and, as I do, those stunning eyes close, his hard body underneath me shivering.

This is not a game.

This is not a sham.

This is something I should stop, right now, in its tracks before anything else happens. Before he gets the wrong idea, before I find myself in a situation I can't possibly control.

The meat is juicy, delicious, with a perfect amount of spice. The one thing a fussy eater like me could have been concerned about is alien cuisine, but all I've had so far has been good. This meal, however, is taking things to the next level. Unable to help myself, I hum with enjoyment.

Drelix's eyes are wide open instantly. He bucks underneath me, breath stuttering in his chest. While lust blazes, confusion wars, and I am sitting on something very large and very hard.

"Little morsel," he pants. "It is my duty to feed you, but I…" He squirms, one hand clutching so tightly to the upholstery, his claws are disappearing into it.

"What is it, Drelix?" I ask, teasingly, swiping another chunk of meat and popping it into my mouth, uttering another low groan.

Hips fire up at me again.

"Rut." He moans.

"Rut?"

"I rut for you, Crystal."

"I know."

"You do not." Pain fills his eyes, a real, physical pain which stops my teasing instantly as a creeping realization crawls into my mind.

"Drelix, have you…" I don't quite know how to be delicate about this. "Rutted before?"

It sounds…actually quite sexy.

My big, bad, clawed, fanged dragon man shakes his head, biting his bottom lip a little. His body is rigid beneath me, as if he daren't move.

"I have not mated before," he finally rasps.

It hits me like a sledgehammer. Drelix is a virgin, and he's trying not to come in his pants. For all his smoke, his fire, his "this is my mate" bluster, he is completely inexperienced and every single part of this is new to him.

"Not ever?" I query, trailing a finger down his clenched jaw.

"We had some training…" His chest still heaves with effort. "As warriors, in how to pleasure a female, how to avoid being envenomated…" Those wide eyes again. "You won't envenomate me, will you?" he gasps.

"Why might I do that?" I ask, both intrigued and appalled in equal measure.

"Sarkarnii females envenomate males who don't please them," Drelix says with not a little amount of fear in his voice.

Oh, dear lord.

"So far, I'm not displeased with you," I say with a smile.

I'm not sure it helps. If anything, his jaw clenches harder, and I worry for his fangs.

"I know we said this is…" Drelix rasps, "not real. But my rut for you is real, Crystal. It is not something I can pretend. It is not something I can control. When a Sarkarnii finds his mate, he ruts." His eyes, filled with fire, are completely earnest. "You are my mate."

My heart flips in my chest, softens, and drops into my boots. I don't know what to do with this information. I do know the thought he's never been with a female before sent a spike to my nether regions I haven't felt since…he bit me.

Drelix's lips find mine, and as his forked tongue sweeps my mouth, he groans my name. I twist over him until I'm straddling my massive male, hands on his chest, enjoying every second of his glorious kiss. Between us, I can feel the source of all his troubles, and when he lets me up for air, I sit back.

His eyes are half-lidded as I run my fingers around his waistband, marveling at the softness of his scales, their beauty, and the acres of musculature they cover. His hips fire upwards again.

"Easy, champ." I smile. "I'd say we should take this slow, but I have a feeling there's no such thing where you're concerned."

"Crystal," he moans as I release the catch on his pants.

What springs into my hands is, to put it literally, a trouser monster.

"Fuck! Drelix!" I run my fingers lightly up the thing. Pre cum weeps copiously from the broad head, thick nodes stud the sides, and soft ridges become harder as I touch him. "You are absolutely massive. I can tell you now, mating is out of the question. You will not fit."

"Seed is good," Drelix mumbles as I give him a couple of exploratory strokes, loving how he thrusts into my hands.

This huge dragon is completely at my mercy.

"Seed is good? What do you mean?" I query.

"Good for females." Drelix pushes my hands out of the way and fists himself, pumping out pre cum onto his chest.

Before I can blink, he swipes a finger through it and wipes it over my lips. It's not unpleasant, sweet, salty enough so I lick it off without a thought.

Until my body basically explodes. Heat rises within me, and my core pulses, flooding my channel with moisture. My desire ramps up more than it ever has, even when Drelix bit me.

"Fuck! Drelix, what was that?" I moan, gobbling almost insensibly at his fingers, trying to get more of his pre-cum in my mouth.

He groans, and his cock fountains his release, pumping and pumping what seems like gallons of the stuff, covering his abdomen. It runs down, pooling on the floor beneath us. Drelix calls my name in a murmur over and over as the cum keeps on spilling from him, hips bucking as I stroke his sensitive shaft, fondling his balls until he has to be entirely empty.

Doesn't he?