I Fell For A Dragon 10 Mating And Claiming

It was more than just their perfect fit, the way she arched her back in pleasure as they came together. There was something much deeper, much more profound in the way his body seemed to fill with warmth, touching a deep place of his soul he didn't know existed. .

Somehow, it awakened a desire born for his need to love Susan. The sensual feeling of Susan's 's hands on his skin snapped Ailill back to reality, to the beauty of what they had, and he started to thrust in an intense rhythm.

The pressure of each withdrawal, each push stoked the fire within him to a blazing height, and for a second, he questioned his own ability to hold back for the first time in his life.

They moved together in tandem, totally in sync as each second felt like minutes, even hours of exertion. Then, as Ailill pushed in once last time, meeting hip to hip, he felt Susan reach the edge.

Her nails dug deeply into his back, and with a choked oath, she finally came. It was more than enough to yank Ailill into abyssal pleasure as his body throbbed and pulsed.

Yet, through it all, he tried to remain focused on Susan, wanted to see her pleasure and soak in it, even while his own senses went haywire from so much pent-up arousal.

By the time they were finished, Ailill had no clue what the time of night it was. But it really didn't matter. The hint of gold in Susan's dark-brown eyes flashed as she looked up as though the world started and ended with him, her arms wrapped around his neck adoringly.

The dragon's inside grew with excitement.

Susan fell a sleep next to Ailill and she dreamed that she was a dragon flying through the air.

She moved in her sleep, snuggling closer to the warmth that seemed to surround her. Stretching out her legs, she smiled. She felt good, and something smelled really, really nice.

Moving her head without opening her eyes, she followed her nose, sniffing. Mmm, Ailill. He always smelled good to her. Brus.h.i.+ng her mouth against his neck, she let her tongue move over his scales to taste him. Mmmm!

Susan's eyes flew open when she realized she was licking scales with a very long, narrow tongue. Lifting her head, Susan stared into a large male dragon's golden eyes. Aillecht! She was wrapped in Ailill's wings, and he was in his dragon form!

'That's Ancestialian' Luna said.

Susan blinked again and looked down at her body snuggled up against him. She was a… "I'm a dragon!" Susan whispered in awe.

"Do you like my darogn" Luna asked.

"A very beautiful dragon, Luna," Ancestialian replied softly, brus.h.i.+ng his snout against Luna's neck and licking her.

"But, how?" Susan turned to look into Ailill's eyes.

"How can I understand you?" "Dragon-speak. It is how we communicate with each other in this form. Luna is my true mate therefore You are my true mate, Susan. Once you have the dragon fire infused you will ne able to talk to Aillecht too while Luna out.

You were accepted by my dragon and are the true mate to him. This is what we wanted to show you.

Your dragon has wanted to transform for the past week. It was hard her to wait." Ancestialian eyes grew sad.

"The first transformation is the scariest, even for s.h.i.+fter. Is there any questions you have." Ancestialian asked.

"What do I do now that's Luna is out?" she asked.

"Just set back and enjoy." Luna said

Luna leaned up and licked Ancestialian mouth. "I love you so much. I also missed you." Luna couldn't continue.

She pushed herself up, wobbling a little as she adjusted to the feel of her forgotten body.

She glanced down at her shoulder and back leg. Luna noticed that she had what looked like a large low-hanging necklace of gold. Luna moved over to the lagoon and took a drink before lifting her head high and shaking her body all the way from her snout to the tip of her tail.

Looking over her shoulder, she spread her wings out wide behind her. "I almost forgot how this is so cool!" Susan said, laughing as she twirled around in a circle trying to see every part of her body.

Ancestialian's dragon let out a deep growl as he watched his mate raise her tail and flick it back and forth in an unconscious invitation. Ancestialian felt the wave of desire hit him quick and hard.

He shuddered at the overwhelming feelings of desire and need to possess that came over him. "Luna," Ancestialian growled again as he watched Susan's dragon duck her head down and stretch her neck in an invitation to dominate her.

Ancestialian moved closer, preparing to bite down and take Luna when, suddenly, Susan's dragon let out a snap and growl and leaped into the air away from him.

Ancestialian let out a roar at the challenge. He felt the surge of primal need to capture and claim his mate and, with a powerful leap, followed the smaller dragon as she flew straight up.

"Luna! Submit to me. I claim both you and your human," Ancestialian roared.

"You have to catch me first!" Luna laughed as she swirled in the air, heading for the trees at the end of the ilse.

Ancestialian's heart swelled as he followed his little dragon. He chased her, giving her the lead as she flew in and out of the large branches, sometimes closer to them than his dragon liked.

Whenever he got close enough to nip her tail, she would tuck it up under her little body and swerve. After almost half an hour of playing chase and tag, Ancestialian had had enough.

He wanted Luna with a hunger unlike anything he had ever felt before. Determined to bring her back to the beach, Ancestialian cut Luna off, pulling his larger body closer to hers and forcing her to move out of the protection of the trees into the sky above, where he could safely pin her to him.

He watched as Luna pushed through the top canopy of the trees into the clear sky. As he broke through, he put on a burst of speed, rolling, so that he came up under Luna's soft belly.

Grasping her with his front claws, he pulled her, forcing her tightly against him. Ancestialian let out a low growl of warning as he bit down on her neck, forcing her to submit to him at the same time that he thrust up, impaling Luna to him.

The only thing keeping the little dragon from trying to break free of his hold was Ancestialian's grip on her neck.