Dragon's Wolf

Moon and Flames

Aeriella's POV

We all had to crack a grin at that one. Mom especially laughed, it's great to have everyone laughing and happy, especially that gorgeously sexy laugh of Aaron's.
I seriously might need to get my head checked. How the hell am I supposed to be the ruthless badass leader of the Arctic Dragons when I get all wobbly kneed from one male?
This logic does not compute. Aaron must have noticed my lack of attention because he shoved a broccoli spear in my mouth successfully allowing me to bite his thumb.
James made the ew face and Aaron yelped quietly. He frowned, so cute~!
Sticking his thumb in my face he pouted, "Make it better."
I look at him like he's grown a second head, "What?"
"You heard me, make it better," he leaned forward with a godly smirk playing on his lips, "Fair's fair. You bit me so make it better."
I roll my eyes, "it's already healed."
He shrugged and gave me a look that said he didn't care that it was. So to "make it better" I tied a napkin around his thumb. He whined while everyone else snickered, "You're a horrible care taker. You just failed the child aptitude test."
"Good thing you're not." I took a bite of my juicy steak. Perfect, just raw enough to be good but cooked enough for the seasonings to let in their flavor.
Mom seemed to be studying our interactions and decided to now clear her throat and speak up, great she's plotting.
Staring at the blue colored wall I spoke, "Ye-es?"
"You know you don't make very good impressions Aer-"
"I thought I did very good thank you." My mate cut in making mom crack a grin once more before she continued.
"So I was thinking you could hold a gathering of sorts on neutral ground and invite all the important people to meet yourself and your mate."
"Mom I hate parties." I dead panned.
"Just hear me out," she held up her hands in defense but her green eyes were alight with something, "you can't have met everyone yet and it'll make a good impression. All you have to do is book the venue and put on a dress."
I don't do dresses. Period. And mom knows this, but I know she just connives to get me to wear one all the time. She claims that I look stunning and fabulous which I know I do, but the problem is that every time I put on something other than pants I get males flirting with me from every direction. I'm not suited for dresses, I look too non menacing in them and males think they can boss me around then.
I told mom I'd think about it and went to bed, paperwork can wait till morning. After showering I went into my room and without thinking I shifted into my dragon and laid on the bed taking up almost all of it. I sleep as a dragon at home because I hate the feeling of the bed being too big for me. I like to know that I can touch the ends of my bed with ease.

Aaron's POV
Well that went well. I think her family likes me, I mean they didn't kill me and use me as a toothpick, that's gotta count for something.
I wonder just how big these guys get in their dragon forms... I mean there's gotta be a limit to how much your body can expand and contract when changing forms.
Drying off from my shower in the guest bedroom bathroom I made my way into our room. That's right I said it, our room and our room sounds like a very fun place to be at night if you're us. I can so dig that.
Opening the door I waited for my eyes to adjust to the dark for a millisecond before I jumped back, "Woah."
I had been expecting to see my mate lying there but she, well I guess she was but not like I'd expected. Instead of looking like a human she was a large pure white dragon, beautiful. Her eyes were closed and she was actually smaller than what everyone expected of a dragon but bigger than me easy. Body wise not including the tail or wings she's probably a bit bigger than most big elephants.
I sighed and went closer, she's so sleek and graceful, everything about her seemed to be aerodynamic from her angled ridge to her fin like folded tail tip, I'm guessing she uses it for steering. I couldn't resist and ran a hand over her scales, she feels warm and smooth, not at all rough like everyone says. Her wings, running a hand over them I was surprised to find them covered in tiny feathers and they didn't have those hooks on the joint like a lot of movies. No, those movies don't give her dragon justice.
I noticed her eyes were open and watching me, glowing blue with a ring of violet around the outer edge with her slitted pupil, "What? It's my first time seeing a dragon, okay?"
She seemed to find this amusing and cracked a small grin, good to know I can get her to smile. Putting a hand on my chin I began circling her bed before concluding, "You'll have to shift back, there's no way both of us can fit on that bed with you in dragon form."
She rolled her eyes and didn't move so I lifted her tail and laid on her legs, "I can make this work."
She grunted and adjusted so her legs were circled around me. She squirmed for about twenty minutes while I laid there smirking before she shifted and took the blanket with a huff, "Dumbass."
I pulled her into me, "Mmm you smell like heaven."
"Nice to know." She grunted.
I nuzzled her neck and tightened my hold, "Just imagine," I kissed her soft neck, "us laying like this every night forever."
She grunted but just to annoy her I continued, "Well we could do other stuff too but ya know I figured we'd start with just laying."
"Aaron."
"Yes?"
"Get your hands off my boobs."
"Nah I like this position." I smirked and nuzzled her once more nibbling on her neck.
She growled but I only continued nibbling on her soft neck until I found the right spot and she moaned. Her hair fell over my face giving me a good whiff of her deliciously minty scent as she turned to face me, "Aaron please let me mark you."
I rose an eyebrow, "Aren't I supposed to be the one begging to mark you?"
She nuzzled my neck now and I bit my lip now trying not to accept her offer on the spot, "D-don't we need to get the approval of your pack?"
She mumbled against my neck giving me goosebumps, "My tribe will approve of you because you're mine and uncle Siqua approves."
Well in that case... I flipped her over so I was on top, "Then tell me again how you dragons mate mark."
She looked so sexy with her silver hair splayed out and her azure eyes glowing up at me fully shifted. I don't know if I should rejoice or say shit cuz her dragons obviously in control. She picked up my left hand and brought it up to her face, "What're you-"
I bit off my words when she bit my hand with razor sharp teeth before thrusting her hand by my mouth. Let's just say I didn't hesitate to sink my teeth into her hand but it did feel weird like something was off.
She pulled our bloody hands together and let us bleed into each other's open wound, backwards dragons. I felt a strong tingling then it was as if fire were in my blood. I jerked back but Aeriella came with me keeping our hands together so now she was on top.
My mate purred and cuddled against my chest as my blood burned my body. I realized I was sweating and panting by the time she disconnected our hands and lapped the wounds clean so they can heal. I looked down at her my vision now slightly blurry, "I knew you were hot, but damn you set me on fire."
Her dragon chuckled and purred once more against my chest and I noticed for the first time she was well, clothes-less probably from her shift, not that I minded.
I felt my wolf rumble to life and press up against her. He took control and began sniffing at her neck, so good. Her dragon seemed to appreciate this and... well best night ever. Hands down better than even that first time in high school behind the gym when- moving on.

Aeriella's POV
When I came to I felt arms around me and a rock hard body up against mine. looking up at his tanned face I couldn't bite back the grin that plastered itself on my face as I brushed back the stray lock of hair in his eyes. He looks so sexy when he's sleeping.
Running my hand along his straight jaw I kinda liked the feel of his stubble and the darker look it gives him, but I don't dig full beards or mustaches.
His long eyelashes opened revealing now green eyes the color of pines. I love pines, the symbol of hope in the long dead white. His eyes were completely different from last night when they were pure gold. Last night. I regret nothing. By the look on his face Aaron obviously doesn't either.
He smirked, "Best morning view ever."
I laughed, "Well yeah, I'm hot."
He nuzzled my neck, "Well mate waddya say to food?"
I sighed not wanting to get up but did so anyway knowing full well what my lack of modesty does to him. He did a sharp intake of breath and quickly dressed himself after fully enjoying the view muttering, "Shit shit shit."
Glad I know the effect I have on him. I caught his hand and compared our marks. His was a black flame reaching the moon up the side of his left hand and all across half of his palm and back of his hand. Mine on the other hand was a moon overlapping on top of the Flames as if it were half smothering them. Lovely.
Pride swelled when I realized that no one could take away my mark that I'd permanently branded on him through my blood.
We walked into the kitchen where mom wore a Cheshire grin, "I have the perfect dress for you now that you're a woman."