Drazak rasps with a bout of soft laughter. “I am your alpha.” He laps the back of my head.
I don’t deny it. Why would I? We can both be alphas. Another shuddering, lighter orgasm courses through me. I’ll just keep that my little secret.
His hands slide over to cover the tops of mine. He shakes his hips slightly and I moan. I’m stretched to accommodate him now, and I can almost sense his satisfaction.
I huff out when he rises off me. “My human is speechless.”
His tails flip me over and he slides out of me. His shaft drops hard and thick onto my thigh. We’re wet and slippery, and already I miss him.
I don’t have to wait long.
He bends my knees up and kneels between them.
“I’m not speechless,” I say. Seed, so much of his seed pours out of me. I try to lower my legs. “I’m—” It’s hot and slimy, and is spreading everywhere, slicking my skin.
Drazak stops me from moving as if it’s no effort at all.
“I’m…” He’s staring at my sex. I bite down on my lip. “I’m just—” His eyes narrow, and he grips his shaft, holding both my ankles now with one hand. Determination and excitement etch his face.
He pushes his tip inside me. A gleeful, pubescent excitement, I realize.
“Speechless,” he finishes for me with a purr, forcing his prick all the way back in.
And for a long while, he convinces me he’s the only alpha in this mating.
And that he’s more than determined to always be inside me.
14
I’ll Never Leave
Drazak seeds me until I’ve grown too weary. I’ve let him have me completely. Afterward, he feeds me one of my rations and forces me to drink the last of our water. With my belly full—and my womb—I fall asleep with him inside me, only to wake up several times with a pump of his seed spurting, filling me up again.
It’s not until much later that I’m staring at what’s left of our fire that I realize I can see in the dark. That the light from the embers shouldn’t be enough to illuminate the cave for me. But illuminated in grays, dusky purples, and deep blues it is. The cave should be pitch black.
I blink several times, but the cave remains.
It’s an odd sort of vision, and my depth perception is still hazy. But it’s vision all the same.
I lift myself from where I’m gathered in the crook of Drazak’s arm to peer around. A pressure rises from my chest as my world opens up.
I’ve been in stifling darkness for so long, I forgot how large the world is. The shift had happened so slowly, it hadn’t even occurred to me it was an illusion. But I see, the cave isn’t nearly as big as I imagined.
Carefully, I untangle my legs from Drazak’s, and unhooking his tails from where they’re curled around my neck and thigh, I move away. His shaft slips out of me, but not before he cums once more with seed. I wince, hating the abrupt loss of him, but still myself, waiting to see if I’ve awakened him.
He needs sleep. I don’t recall him sleeping once in all this time. It’s always been me. I chew on my lip, trailing my eyes over his face. And just like that, I want him all over again. My cheeks blush as I contemplate climbing atop him.
But he grunts, settles his limbs, and continues to slumber.
I still consider mounting him…eyeing his prone cock, chewing on my lip with more force.
Milaye, let him sleep.
I sigh. I shouldn’t mount him again until I find a place where we could both bathe. The dirt from the cave, with our sweat and his seed, has dirtied us both—far more than I would like. I’ve always strived to be impeccably clean—the clean huntress leaves a scant trail.
I swipe at my skin. I find one of my hair-strings on the ground and, still awed I can even see it, tie my hair back.
There’s no pain. I gently press my fingers where my wound should be but discover it’s gone. My heart thrums from the gift, knowing it was Drazak’s saliva that healed me.
What would kissing him be like? We never stopped or slowed down enough to ease into rutting. Rubbing my cracked lips with my thumb, I debate stealing a kiss from him right now, but stop myself again.
Because today’s the day we both leave. I don’t know why I decide this, but I seize hold anyhow. There’s nothing holding us back. I find my clothes and finish dressing. Staying here any longer will serve no one. I glance around our haphazard camp.
My gaze goes back to Drazak—I can’t stop looking at him. Like if I were to stop, I’d wake up and discover this was all a dream. But he’s here in front of me now, male and wild, he’s intimidating, even in his sleep. If I was hunting him… I’d stay clear. His dragon form pops into my head, large and mesmerizing. No. I’d want to run away but would never succeed.
Perhaps that is what makes a predator different from an apex predator. Running versus knowing there’s no point in doing so.
I go to my scattered supplies and gather them into a pile, pushing the thought away. Drazak isn’t like the other two dragons I’ve met. There’s an uncivilized way about him.
Even so, I know my tribe will accept him. I don’t have to worry like Aida did. The tribe would accept any dragon male after the blessings Zaeyr and Kaos proved to be—they single-handedly stopped our imminent extinction.
My fingers pause, clutching a feather that had fallen from my shirt. Will Zaeyr accept Drazak? It was a question I’d never thought to consider.
Back when the comet shone, neither Zaeyr nor Kaos were keen on
