She Who Owns The Dragon's Heart

Chapter Seven (VII)

-Acheron-

Sniffling.

I heard sniffling and very quiet sobbing. I looked over, seeing Sapphire on the edge of the bed, curled in a ball.

"Nightmare?" I asked her. She nodded, still tucked into her ball. I sat up, moved beside her, then pushed her head onto my shoulder. "Care to tell me?" She only began to cry harder and that's when I pulled her into my lap, one hand tightly around her waist and one hand in her hair, just combing through her silky locks.

"I... I... you... died. Left me." She began to sob louder. The mating pull was in full effect. She would experience the urge to finish it, mood swings, the inability to stay away...

She had a nightmare about the bond dying and losing half of her soul because I died.

I pressed my forehead to the top of her head, gently detangling her hair. "I'm not going anywhere, Sapphire..." I repeated that for awhile until she calmed down again. I felt her shift, looking up at me with puffy eyes. I took her face in my hands, then tilted her head down, just a bit, and kissed her forehead. Lingering a little longer than I should have, I reluctantly pulled my lips away from her soft skin, gently caressing under her eyes with my thumbs.

"Is it always going to be like this..?" Her voice was hoarse and quiet.

"No... Unless you were a Seer... Seers usually dream fluidly for their visions... Was this what happened in my cavern?" She nodded. "Seers are rare... I don't think one has been born in four thousand years... But our healer would have been able to detect that." She just rested her head on my bare shoulder, closing her eyes. "Look... I'm not going anywhere for a long, long time... Don't worry about that." She opened her eyes again, looking up once more. I smiled softly at her. A very minuscule perk up at the corners of her mouth signaled she was going to be okay.

I felt myself leaning closer, unable to deny the pull between us, and gently brushed my lips against hers. I felt her tense for a moment as the pull intensified, but she was soon kissing me back with full force. She wrapped her arms around my neck, holding on for dear life. I dug my fingers into her hips and held her head to mine.

I brushed my tongue against her lower lip, coaxing her to let me in. Her lips tasted like heaven, water after you've been stuck in the desert for weeks, ice cream on a hot day...

She tasted like pure nectar; and it was for me, and only me.

She allowed me entrance into her mouth and unlike a lot of douchebags, I didn't try to cram my tongue down her throat or tongue-fuck her mouth.

I savored her taste, unable to get enough. But when we finally pulled away, her face was flushed and she was breathing heavily.

"I needed that." I couldn't help but burst out laughing, bumping my forehead to hers.

"Glad I could satisfy." She giggled back. Oh, that sound is golden... I brushed my thumb across her cheek, closing my eyes. She hummed, then dropped her arms. "It's still late. Let's go back to sleep." I was wide awake and so was the serpent in my pants.

"I'm not really tired anymore.." She said, her hand now resting against my abdomen, only making that ache worse. I mentally groaned, trying to fight the pull, just for now. But- "Uhh... Maybe I should uhm... get off your lap..." She shifted uncomfortably. I sighed, pinching the bridge of my nose. I should be able to control myself... This was just pathetic... Like I was a twelve year old boy... "It's the mating pull that's pushing for it... right?" She asked curiously. I nodded, ashamed of myself. She blushed heavily, before peeking up. "It's getting hard for me to control, too..." She whispered, keeping her eyes down. 

"It's only going to get stronger until we finish the bond..." I told her. "I'm not going to pressure you into doing that... I know you're not-" She cut me off by leaping back into my lap, knocking me back, and her lips crushed to mine.

*If you want to remain "pure," I suggest skipping this next scene... To the next chapter.*

"Want to finish it." Her demon growled, tugging on my bottom lip with her teeth. "Denying my need... Three years..." Her demon was a succubus! I groaned even louder, fisting my hands in her hair and flipped her below me. Her demon was taking over, with her still conscious. Since she was a succubus, she fed off sexual energy, which only made the mate pull worse. 

Her hands pushed away my sweatpants, releasing me from the bloody restraint, and then grabbed my aching hard-on, working me with her hand. Just the feel of her hand was nearly enough to finish the job, but I needed to be inside her. I needed her to mark me.

I trailed my tongue down her jaw and neck, then tore her dress off her body, capturing her breast in my mouth. I heard her moan almost animal like, her demon enjoying the touch. I ground my hips against hers, feeling her already dripping onto the sheets. I growled before abandoning her breasts and went straight for her delectable fruit. I licked straight up her slit and knew right there, I wouldn't be able to get enough. I felt the tingles running up her spine and continued to lap like a kitten. She moaned and worked her hips against my mouth, and was close to her climax. I flicked my tongue over her clit, sliding a finger into her tight channel, and found the one spot to set her off. I felt her pleasure spike through her body, satisfying her demon, and gripped the bedsheets tightly as she came down from her orgasm. I came back up, running my fingers through her hair. She opened her eyes, back to their normal shade. Her face was flushed and she was already beginning to sweat. 

"Still want to finish it?" I asked her quietly, kissing her jaw. She moaned softly as I got down to her neck. 

"Yes..." It was wispy, but full of need. I brought my lips back up to hers, kissing her deeply before I positioned myself over her entrance. Ever so slowly, I pushed myself in, feeling her stretch to accommodate my massive length. She breathlessly moaned as I quickly pushed the last of myself inside. It was nerve-racking to go so slow... But damn, she was tighter than getting your finger stuck in a bottle. "Faster... Please...!" Her demon begged me, and I happily obliged.

I was slamming into her, so close to my own climax, her own building up again, her eyes snapped open, and she leaned up, latching her teeth between my neck and shoulder. I couldn't help but let out a roar, and thrust one last time.

We were completely mated. 

I pulled out of her reluctantly, watching her come down from her own high. When she resurfaced momentarily, I saw a sparkle in her eye. Her demon was sated, our inner beasts happy to be intertwined, and she herself was at peace. I laid beside her, pulling her to lay her head on my chest, and I wrapped my arms tightly around her.

"Sleep, my beautiful mate..." I murmured to her, watching her eyes close. As soon as her heartbeat slowed, I closed my eyes, burying my face in her hair and let her scent lull me into an equally deep sleep.