Brycen didn’t hold back—he couldn’t. Harder and harder, he slammed into her, until her pussy quivered around him, tightening and releasing in spasms so tight, he could hardly stand it.
“Claim mate.” His dragon roared into his mind. “Claim her now.”
For once, Brycen had no desire to restrain the beast, and relinquished his control, knowing the dragon would take care of Stella just as surely as he would.
The moment Stella tore her mouth from his skin, Brycen tugged her hair, baring her neck, then claimed her as his.
Stella screamed as she shattered. Her pussy clenched and released him over and over. The pleasure rushing through him was more than he could take. When her orgasm started to wane, he thrust one last time, losing himself in her. He stayed there, with his teeth clamped to her neck, and her body wrapped around his for as long as he could, and would have stayed there longer had she not started wiggling beneath him.
Chapter 11
Stella tried to move, but she couldn’t. Brycen’s body pinned her to the cold stone. As uncomfortable as she was, she couldn’t help but smile against his neck. “I can’t breathe,” she wheezed out. “Maybe we can go home to snuggle?”
Brycen growled and nipped at her neck, a sweet, playful bite that had her heart racing and her body pulsing again. “I don’t know if I can make it that far. How about if we change spots instead?”
He didn’t wait for her to respond before he brought her down to the cave floor so that she was lying on top of him.
“There, much better.” He slid his hand down her spine and back up again, his touch gentle, but purposeful. “Are you hurt?”
“No, I’m…” Deep inside, the dragon stretched and in an instant, it surged forward, stronger than ever. She thought that once mated the dragon would settle, but if anything, it seemed to be clamoring to get out even harder than before. Her skin itched all over and in her chest, heat churned, making it hard for her to breathe.
“Brycen?” She hated sounding so panicked, but what if the mating hadn’t taken? She pushed up on his chest and looked at her arms. The scales were back, and try as she might to keep them from popping out, they came closer to the surface.
“It’s okay. You’ll be fine. I promise you.” Brycen sat next to her, stroking a hand down her back again. “Let her come out, Stella. She just wants to explore her new world. We’re mated now. You’ll be able to come back.”
“How can you be sure? What if she doesn’t let me?” When he took her trembling hand into his, she gripped it tight. “Does it hurt? To shift, I mean?”
“My dragon connected with yours during the mating. She’ll let you come back.” He stroked a finger down her cheek and smiled. “It will feel odd, but it won’t hurt. Just let it happen. The dragon knows what to do, and once you’ve done it, you’ll want to do it all the time.” He looked at her with a strange expression on his face. “How long have you been alone, Stella? You said you were the last of your line, when did the raid on your clan happen?”
Energy flooded her body, bringing a wave of heat with it. She stood, shaking her arms out as the tingling in them intensified. “T-twelve yea—” She gasped as a rushing sensation flooded her. “Brycen?”
“It’s okay, sweetling. Just breathe through it,” he assured her.
She took a deep breath, then another, welcoming the heat pouring into her rather than resisting it, and in an instant, raw power filled her. Although she saw well enough in the dark cave, her vision suddenly became crisp and clear. She saw every nook and cranny around her as though standing in the bright sunlight. Her skin tingled, an odd feeling, but not unpleasant.
With each breath she took, her body expanded and grew until she was looking down at Brycen, who now stood before her, smiling wide. A movement off to her right startled her, making her jump, and Brycen laugh. It took her a second to realize it was her flicking tail. When she looked at Brycen again, she opened her mouth to speak, but instead of words, a gurgling sound rumbled from her throat.
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Beautiful purple scales shimmered over her body. Something about her shifted form was so familiar, but how could it be? Her dragon had never seen the light of day. When she opened her eyes, and a garbled croak came out, he couldn’t stop the laughter from bubbling up. “You can’t speak in this form, sweetling.”
She brought her head down, and he couldn’t resist stroking her smooth scales. “Stunning. You’re just as gorgeous shifted as you are in human form,” he said. “I wish we had a big mirror so you could see how beautiful you are.”