39. Flint

39

FLINT

When Violet's trembling body is passed to me, I'm overwhelmed by the need to claim her, to mark her as mine. The Dragon inside me roars, demanding I take what's mine. It's different from the calmer, almost laidback Snow Dragon. This is fire, this is insane possession, obsession, alpha male, caveman, whatever else the fuck you want to call it, this is what is driving through me right now. I can't even comprehend how my basic structure has changed, but it has. I'm no longer Flint, son of Glacier, the Snow Dragon Emperor. I'm Flint, some warped to fuck fire and snow demon Dragon that has crawled out of the bowels of hell to cause chaos.

I flip Violet onto her hands and knees, positioning myself behind her. With one hard thrust, I bury my cock inside her dripping pussy. She cries out, her body still sensitive from her previous orgasms.

"Mine," I growl, gripping her hips tightly as I set a punishing pace. I can feel the warmth, the strange glowing fire under my skin. It's always there now, wanting to burst free.

Violet must feel it, too, because she arches her back and presses herself further back onto me.

"I love you," I pant. "I fucking love you so much it hurts. I can't lose you, Violet."

The other guys freeze at my words that they want to say but are too afraid to admit. I ignore them as I fuck Violet with abandon. My new flames dance across my skin, heating her from the inside out. She pushes back against me even more, meeting my thrusts with desperate need.

"Flint," she moans. "Oh god, Flint!"

Her pussy flutters around me, and I know she's close again. I reach around, finding her clit and sliding my fingers over the cum-covered nub. With a few harsh swirls, she comes undone, screaming my name as she clenches around me.

The feeling of her orgasm rip through her is like nothing on this earth or the next. All that talk of gods; this must be what it feels like to be one. I ride her through her climax, not wanting to let go yet. I'm on the verge of breaking my cock. I'm slamming into her so hard, but I don't give a shit right now. I just need to be as deep inside her as I can get. To claim her, to mark her as mine in every way possible.

"Flint," Violet gasps, her body trembling beneath me. Her elbows give way, and she collapses, driving her arse up higher, giving me deeper access to her pussy.

I can't stop. The fire inside me is burning out of control, demanding more. I feel my Dragon form pushing to break free, scales rippling beneath my skin.

"Flint."

Caine's warning is heard but ignored.

I growl, not wanting to listen.

I don't want to calm the inferno raging inside me. I want to ravage her. I want more. I want…

"Fuck!" I roar and dump my load inside her as she screams her way through another orgasm, and all hell breaks loose.

I pull out of her and shift to my Dragon form, smashing through the academy as my massive body expands. Scales ripple across my skin, wings unfurling.

I roar, shocked as flames instead of ice erupt from my maw. I duck down, and with my neck, I hoist Violet up onto my back. She wanted to see me. Well, here the fuck I am. She screams, but it isn't fear, it's delight.

"Woohoo!" she cries out as I take to the skies, flying out of the giant hole in the academy roof, glad that there wasn't a floor above us, only the ceiling.

The frozen forest glitters below me, taunting me with its stillness, but I ignore it as I take Violet, naked, dripping with sweat and cum and shrieking with excitement as I fly.

I soar through the night sky with Violet clinging to my back as we leave the academy far behind. The cold air whips past us, but my inner fire keeps us both warm. I can feel Violet's exhilaration, her joy at finally seeing my true form.

"This is amazing!" she shouts over the wind. Her hands grip my neck tightly as she leans forward, peering down at the time-frozen forest below.

I roar in agreement, flames erupting from my mouth. The sight of fire instead of ice still surprises me, but I push the worry aside. Right now, all that matters is sharing this moment with Violet.

We fly, climbing higher into the starry sky. Violet's naked body presses against my scales. I can smell her arousal, mixed with the scent of Caine and Thorne's release. A possessive growl rumbles through me.

Finally, I spot what I've been looking for. It's a secluded mountain peak, far from prying eyes. I circle it once before landing gently on a wide ledge. Violet slides off my back, her legs wobbling slightly as she finds her footing on solid ground again.

"That was fucking incredible," she breathes, her eyes shining with wonder as she looks up at me. "You are incredible."

I lower my head, nuzzling her gently. She strokes my snout and then rises up on her tiptoes to kiss me. The touch of her lips against my scales sends a quake through my massive body.

With a thought, I shift back to my human form. Violet gasps as she watches the transformation, her eyes wide with awe. As soon as I'm fully human again, I pull her into my arms and kiss her deeply.

"I meant what I said," I murmur against her lips. "I love you, Violet. More than I've ever loved anyone or anything. "

She pulls back slightly, her eyes searching mine. "Flint, I love you too."

"I know I've been a bit of an arsehole lately, but it's not about you. This change in me is frightening and I'm trying to understand where it's come from. Whatever happens with this wild magick, with Morgan le Fay's power, with Nathaniel... I'm here. I'll always be here."

Violet's eyes fill with tears. "I know. Whatever I can do to help you figure this out, you know I will."

A sudden gust of icy wind surrounds us. We both turn with a laugh to see Caine landing on the ledge, his ice powers transporting him far and wide now he is free from the constraints of the wards around MistHallow. Thorne emerges from the shadows a moment later, both of them dressed.

"Nice of you to join us," I snort.

"Quite the dramatic exit," Caine remarks dryly, leaning on his cane. "I'm impressed you managed not to set the whole academy on fire."

I wince slightly. "Yeah, that's new."

Violet looks between us, her brow furrowed. "About that. Is it normal? For a Dragon to suddenly change elements?"

Caine shakes his head. "It shouldn't be possible. Snow Dragons and Fire Dragons are completely separate species."

"Tell that to the flames I just breathed," I mutter.

Violet turns in my arms, her eyes full of concern. "Does it hurt? The fire? "

I shake my head. "No. It feels right. Like it's always been there, just waiting to come out."

"It's beautiful," she whispers, tracing the lines on my chest where scales had been moments before.

Her touch ignites that inner fire again. I growl softly, pulling her closer. The possessive Dragon in me wants to claim her again, to mark her as mine in front of the others. But I hold back, knowing we have more pressing matters to discuss.

"We should probably head back. Blackthorne will be spitting feathers."

Violet sighs, resting her head against my chest. "You're right, and I need to figure out how I'm going to connect with Morgan." She shivers slightly in the cold mountain air. I wrap my arms tighter around her, clothing her and myself.

"I can take us," Thorne offers, his shadows already reaching for us.

I let him do the honours, so I don't have to let go of the gorgeous creature in my arms. She has settled whatever rampant spirit was raging inside me.

For now.