Enderlox x Dragon-hybrid reader

Becoming the Hunted...

#TW Here, skip this chapter if you get triggered by these things easily please. I don't want my story being reported and people throwing hateful comments my way. Please and Thank you loves. 

'Keep going dammit! Keep going!' I kept telling myself as I jumped from tree to tree, I wanted to look back but I couldn't. I felt hunted, which was partially true, I was being hunted. I am his prey. And he's dead set on getting me back. I forced myself to look behind, and I am more terrified right now than any time I've been scared. 

He wasn't right behind me, that scares me. A little thing about ender dragons, they're stealth hunters, they kill from the shadows. This is especially so at night when their scales camouflage them from prey. It may not be so night right now but him leaping from the shadows is more terrifying. 

'I think I lost him, but I'll keep going just to make sure.' I reassured myself.

As I was mid jump something had tackled me to the forest floor. The air was knocked out of my lungs as I hit the ground. My vision is blurred and it was hard to focus on my attacker, but I already knew who it was. Enderlox had caught up with me.

As my sight focused on him face, he's severely pissed off but his smirk tells me that he's enjoyed the short game. Surprisingly, his breathing wasn't ragged and delayed like mine, it's like he didn't even break a sweat when chasing me. What caught my eye though, is the wounds I had inflicted on his face. The scratches weren't deep, but they dripped blood onto my neck and face. The scratches aren't where I intended them to be, they were on his cheek and below the eye but wanted them to be across the eye to try and blind him. 

I was paralyzed, I couldn't move. 

'Why can't I move!?' I started to panic on the inside. My (e/c) orbs were wide like a deer caught in headlights, my (s/c) tail and wings unmoving. I feel absolutely helpless.

Enderlox chuckles darkly, his violet eyes narrow at me. He leans down to my ear and whispers, "Caught you..."

No two words sounded so horrifying in my life. At those words, I'm snapped out of my trance. I start to struggle and kick my legs and try and swipe at his vulnerable areas. He pins down my arms and keeps them above my head in one hand. Ender wraps his long tail around my legs, but that doesn't stop me from writhing the rest of my body to try and escape him.

"Sweetheart still has some fight left in her." He nips at my ear. I yelp in shock and turn my head away. "Don't worry, I don't bite that hard" Enderlox nuzzles my neck and makes small bites across my shoulder and back up again to my throat. He doesn't draw blood but it still hurts none the less. He finds my sweet spot next to my jugular and kisses it gently, "Scream for me." He growls and sinks his long fangs into my neck. My (e/c) eyes widen. I scream out as he bites down harder. 

After what seems like an eternity, Enderlox pulls out his fangs from my throat and licks the thick crimson blood off them. My voice is hoarse and my throat is in pain, inside and out, my breathing is staggered and harsh as I struggled to breath correctly. Ender's purple wings were spread out to balance him and it casts an ominous shadow over my restrained body.  He bends down to my neck again and drinks up the blood that seeps from the bite mark until it stops bleeding.  

"Has the fight left you sweetheart? That's a shame, I enjoy watching you squirm beneath me, so helpless and vulnerable." Enderlox cackles.

Now this causes me to go fucking ballistic. Since he doesn't have my tail pinned down or restrained, I use it to whack him on the head. This causes his to loosen his grip on my entire body, so the first thing I do his use my legs and tuck them close to my body and push against Ender's chest. It gets him off me long enough to scramble up and support myself on an oak tree. 

When he regains his posture, he glares at me, not expecting me to attack him again, "Seems I still need to break you sweetheart." 

"Fuck off, I'm still capable of fighting and I'll fight you till the day I die." I snarl, my (s/c) tail swaying back and forth dangerously. I didn't open my wings since I'm still in pain from when I got tackled out of the sky.

"I can't do that (y/n)," I'm taken back by him calling me by my actual name rather than a pet name, "I don't need another guy taking you for their own, you're MY mate I'll make sure it stays that way." 

"I never agreed to be your mate!" I screech, my anger slowly building, and so was his, but I'm dead set on winning this. "Far as I know, dragons find and choose mates willingly." 

"Have you ever read into ender dragons (y/n)?" Enderlox questions, his voice stern and powerful. I reluctantly shake my head no. "Male ender dragons are dominant in our species, females are simply regarded as consorts and property to kill for. As they provide a legacy. We are larger, more cunning. And I have claimed you as my consort, you are now mine to take. As I have already marked you." He motions to my neck where he bit me.

"I own you now." 

"You'll never break me fucker, I'll make sure of it." I push myself from the tree and stand up straight and open my (w/c) (Webbed/feathered, ect.) wings to make myself look bigger. 

"We'll see about that sweetheart" Enderlox smirks and turns away from me, "Shall we hunt? We need to be quick, It'll be dark soon, and I have things to get to." 

I lay a hand on my neck and feel the stinging bite.

'Mate? I never wanted a mate...' A few tears spring up in the corners of my eyes, 'How am I gonna get through being the mate of an insane dragon?'