I’ve had lots of orgasms because masturbation is normal and healthy and fun and relaxing, but this?
This is not like those orgasms I’ve had.
This is something else entirely.
My heart feels like it’s stopping, and then exploding, and I love everything about this moment.
“Baby, you’re so fucking wonderful,” he murmurs. “I’m going to come, Natalie.”
“Come,” I whisper. “Do it. Come for me. Please.”
I wrap my legs around him, pulling him closer still, and then he comes. I feel him pulsing inside of me as the orgasm takes over his body, but then I feel something else entirely.
Something I’m not sure I’m supposed to be feeling right now.
I feel his mouth on my neck, and then, without any further explanation, Donald bites me.
Hard.
Chapter Eighteen
Donald
I fucking marked her.
I didn’t even ask her, but I marked her.
She is our mate.
My inner-dragon has a lot to say when it comes to Natalie. He’s quite the fan of the little human, as am I, but I still should have asked first. What if she didn’t want to be marked? What if she thinks I’m moving too fast? But when I open my eyes and look at her, the only thing I see is peace and acceptance.
“Donald,” she whispers. Then her hands flutter up and her fingers run over the place where I bit her. I licked her already, so the wound has closed, but she’ll have a scar. It’s a pretty one, too.
I’m silent as I wait for her to speak. The silence is deafening as I hold my breath. My heart beats harder than it ever has before, but then she licks her lips, and she whispers to me.
“You’re my mate, Donald. That’s what this means, isn’t it? I thought it was true, but…I didn’t want you to think I was moving too fast or being clingy or weird or-”
I silence her with a kiss.
I silence her as I touch her, hold her.
“We should have talked about it before,” I tell her. “I should have proposed and gotten down on one knee and made it special.”
“We both knew,” she says. “You didn’t have to ask because we both knew. You’re the one, Donald. You’re the one who’s going to save Fablestone, but more than that, you’re the one who’s going to save me.”
I kiss her then, over and over, and then I hold Natalie in the darkness of the night.
I’ve found what I didn’t even know I was searching for, what I didn’t even know I needed until now.
I’ve found my mate, and I’m never going to let her go.
*
After a few hours of sleep, we leave for Fablestone. I’m loaded up with the prettiest girl in the world and our giant bag-o’-plants. After a cup of coffee, I’m ready, and I fly as fast as I fucking can to Fablestone.
Dragons aren’t really supposed to be flying around in the daylight. None of us likes that. We slept only a couple of hours before Natalie and I felt refreshed enough to continue our journey home. We’ll have to do a little bit of flying in the light, which I don’t like, but I’m familiar enough with the route that I know how to stay away from cities, towns, and main roads.
A random farmer plowing a field isn’t likely to pay much attention to a dragon, believe it or not. Someone in the mood to make some fast cash is. The last thing I need is someone spotting us and sending Lucky our coordinates. No, right now the only thing we need to do is get home.