Pearl's of dark

Chapter_3

Nicole

I could feel it-my body, broken and battered, slowly beginning to heal. I wasn't sure if it was her power or something else, but it didn't matter. Whatever magic she possessed was working, weaving its way through my injured wings and aching muscles, and I could feel the pain ebbing away with each passing moment.

Her touch was gentle, her palms soft as they moved along the length of my back, caressing the damaged scales and offering a soothing warmth I hadn't known I needed. I kept still, though it was hard not to shiver under her delicate hands, the sensation so foreign to me in this form.

As I watched her, I couldn't help but notice the way her gaze traveled across my body, from my head down to my tail, as if she was both studying and comforting me at the same time. Her eyes, a brilliant and sexy shade of blue, were like the deepest parts of the ocean, full of mystery and depth. I felt myself wanting to sink into them, to lose myself in their calm intensity.

Her hair, silver as the moonlight, tumbled down over her shoulders, brushing against my wings as she leaned in closer. The strands shimmered faintly, catching the soft light filtering through the forest canopy, and for a moment, I was mesmerized by the way they fell so gracefully over her shoulders.

Her dress was simple yet elegant, a deep shade of midnight blue that contrasted perfectly with her pale skin and silver hair. The fabric flowed loosely around her, yet hugged her form just enough to hint at the strength beneath her delicate appearance. It was made of something soft, maybe silk, that rippled like water with every movement she made. The dress had long sleeves that flared slightly at the wrists, adding to the graceful way she moved as she knelt beside me.

Her gentle hum vibrated through the air, calming both me and the magic flowing from her fingertips. There was something ancient about her, something powerful, yet she carried it with such ease. I couldn't look away, entranced by this girl who seemed to be more than she appeared, and I found myself wanting to understand her as much as she was trying to understand me.

After a few minutes, I could feel it. My body was completely healed, and I stretched my wings experimentally, feeling no more pain or weakness. The girl smiled at me-a smile so pure and radiant that it did something to me. Goddammit, her smile. It hit me like a punch to the gut, and for a moment, I was frozen, staring at her like a fool.

" That's it, buddy. You're okay now, " she said softly, her voice dripping with warmth and care. Fuck, everything about her was messing with my head. The way she spoke, the way she touched me-it was all making me feel... something.

Wait, what the hell am I thinking? No. I needed to get a grip. Control yourself, Nicole. She's just a girl. Another damn girl like the rest of them. Probably a fucking gold digger like the one who shattered my heart before. I'd already given my heart away once, and it had been broken into a million pieces. Never again. I wouldn't let it happen. Fuck girls. They weren't worth the trouble.

I growled loudly in my dragon form, the sound rumbling through the air as a warning. She jerked a little, startled by the sudden aggression, but even then, her hands didn't stop. She kept stroking my back, her fingers brushing gently over my wings as if she wasn't the least bit afraid.

What the actual fuck? Why wasn't she running? Why wasn't she scared? I could tear her apart if I wanted to, yet she stayed, calm, unflinching. My growl died down, confused by the fact that her hands never left me, never hesitated. She was either completely fearless, or completely insane.

Suddenly, she kissed my wings. Fuck. I froze, completely still, my mind short-circuiting for a second. Her lips were so soft and warm against my scales, and all I could think about was what it might feel like if she kissed me. Would she moan? Would she nibble on my lips? Or what would happen if I press her up against my cock, feeling her little body tremble as I took control, made her lose herself completely ?

Shit, what the fuck was I thinking?! | shook my head, trying to snap out of it. She. Is. Just. A. Girl, I reminded myself harshly. This was just lust, nothing more. I wasn't about to let my mind go there. Not with her. Not after everything that had happened before. Fuck no.

This was just lust, plain and simple.

My thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the sound of footsteps approaching fast. A girl ran straight towards us-or more specifically, towards her. What now ? In a blink, this new girl had thrown her arms around my savior, hugging her tightly, and then-she kissed her cheek. The sudden, affectionate gesture had touched a possessive nerve in me.

The newcomer had long, fiery red hair that cascaded down her back in wild waves, contrasting sharply with the pale, cream-colored dress she wore. Her eyes were a piercing green, She looked fierce and bold, but the moment her gaze fell on me-a fucking dragon standing right here-she froze like a deer caught in headlights.

As expected. Most people in this kingdom had never seen a dragon, not even a glimpse. That's why it still rattled me that my savior girl hadn't reacted with the same level of fear or shock.

I watched the redhead's expression shift from surprise to straight-up disbelief. Her grip tightened on my girl, like she was instinctively trying to shield her or protect her from me. As if she fucking could.

My savior brushed off the grip on her arms and steps forward to continue the caressing session on on my wings, the redhead whispered softly, "Ainsley," almost like a prayer.

Oh so my savior girl have a name. Ainsley. It suited her-just as beautiful and mysterious as she was. I found myself thinking about the meaning of it, something about a woodland clearing or a hermitage. Interesting. Fitting for someone who had this calm, almost sacred presence in the middle of this chaotic, fucked-up forest.

As her name lingered in my mind, I felt another wave of something stir inside me-something I wasn't sure I wanted to admit to. Damn it, Nicole, get it together.

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Now I was back in my land, Riuopion. After that girl-Ainsley -saved me, I didn't stick around to thank her or even glance back. I just flew away in my dragon form, straight into the sky. Fuck off. It wasn't like I needed to get all sentimental over a girl, no matter how much she intrigued me.

Riuopion, my territory, was where I belonged. Where things made sense. Away from all that...... fragile

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