“Oh, baby—I’m sorry!” Lucia stilled her motion on top of him, though Raze noticed she hadn’t made any move to try and pull off of his mating fist or shaft.
“I am too,” Raze said honestly. “I want to bond with you Lucia—more than I’ve ever wanted anything, I swear it! But I’m afraid if we try and fail the pain—”
“Will make me run away?” Lucia raised an eyebrow at him and Raze nodded. “Mira, Raze—you don’t have to worry about that.” Leaning down, she kissed him tenderly on the mouth and whispered, “I don’t care what happens—I’m not going anywhere.” Then she began riding him again. “Now come on,” she ordered. “Bond me to you—or at least try!”
Twenty-Seven
Luci didn’t know where she got the nerve to be so bold but something told her that the time for shyness and reluctance was over. She was going to have to reach out and take what she wanted and right now what she wanted more than anything else in the world was Raze, with her forever. And she was willing to take a few risks to get him.
At first he seemed uncertain, but as Luci kept rolling her hips and trying to take him deeper inside her, he seemed to realize they had gone past the point of no return. Indeed, his mating fist was already almost all the way inside her. Though Luci never would have believed that something so huge could fit in her soft little pussy, the compounds in his seed seemed to be working some kind of magic on her. Not only was she open enough to take him, she was enjoying the sensation of being so completely filled by her man.
Because he is my man, Luci told herself fiercely. And I’m going to make sure I keep him!
With a low moan, she finally felt the thick mating fist slip completely into her pussy. At the same time, the head of his cock pressed hard against the mouth of her womb and Raze began to come.
As before, Luci found the sensation of the big Kindred’s hot seed spurting deep inside her incredibly arousing. It made her so hot, in fact, that she felt her inner channel going tight with an orgasm. As she contracted all around him, her pussy drinking thirstily from the nourishment he was providing, Luci moaned his name and told him how much she loved him. And then she heard him say,
“I love you too, sweetheart.”
Only his voice was coming from inside her head.
Twenty-Eight
“I love you too,” Raze told her and knew beyond the shadow of a doubt that it had finally happened—he had been able to bond a female to him!
He felt a sense of power inside him—a happiness that was almost too great to bear. There was look of shock and tentative joy on Luci’s face as she heard his mental voice for the first time and felt the surge of love and tenderness Raze was directing at her.
“What…how can I hear you in my head?” she asked aloud, uncertainly. “When we’re not wearing those Think-me thingies?”
“It’s the mark of a true soul-bond,” Raze told her, hardly able to believe his good fortune. “For a Kindred male to be able to send and receive thoughts from his mate.”
“Does…does that mean we’re bonded, then?” she sent, trying out their new link herself. “I mean, I don’t feel any pain.”
“No, there is only pleasure. Our bond is complete.”
Raze blinked and saw the confusion flash across Luci’s face.
“Raze,” she whispered uncertainly. “Raze, who is that?”
“It is me,” the deep, growling voice answered.
Raze felt a pair of vast, webbed wings unfurling inside him as the Drake stretched, as though awakening from a long slumber.
“I am Raze’s Drake,” it informed them both. “I have been sleeping all his life but your love awakened me.”
This last was directed at Lucia who was still sitting astride Raze with a stunned expression on her face.
“You mean you’re his dragon?” she whispered. “Dios!”
“I am. I have been waiting for you, Lucia,” the Drake informed her. “I have slumbered, dreaming of you for all my life. When finally you arrived, I was able to awaken.”
Raze was afraid of what this new third party might do to their tentative new bonding. After all, when she had fallen in love with him, Lucia hadn’t bargained on him having a Drake inside.
But his new mate must have felt his trepidation through their new bond, because Lucia hastened to reassure him.
“It’s all right, baby,” she told Raze. “I love animals, remember? That is…” She hesitated. “If it’s all right to call you an animal?” she asked the Drake.
Raze felt the Drake stretch and shake out its scales.
“Of course,” it told Lucia. “I am, after all, a beast—though I am a sentient one.”
“Dios, Raze, this is amazing!” Lucia told him. “How big are you?” she asked the Drake.