Kiera
Before I could register what Glacian was saying, I felt his fangs sink into my neck. Fiery pain lanced through me. I'd had wounds before. Bad ones. But this was different. I could feel his teeth sinking into me. The pain was gone as fast as it started. A pulsing pleasure rocketed through my system, throwing me into an orgasm like none I had ever had before. I arched into him, unable to control my body as I rode out the most delicious sensation. Every pulse had me grinding myself against him to try and make the feeling last.
Slowly coming out of my daze, I became aware of Glacian licking and sucking at the wound he had left on me. He was still breathing heavily but seemed to be getting a little control back as well. It was almost as though marking me had eased him somehow. But he had bitten me. Seriously, an actual bite. I had heard of some partners biting each other when the sex was intense but he had drawn blood. He was part dragon. The craziest thought ran through my head. Did that mean that his dragon would try to eat her at some point?
Glacian pulled back, grinning as he stared at the mark. My hand came up to feel it gently since I couldn't see it. I felt two puncture marks and the indents of his other teeth.
"I thought watching you take Kittra down was the hottest thing I had ever seen. But I was wrong. Watching and feeling you fall apart for me was the hottest. Are you always that responsive?" His glittering eyes met mine in eagerness of my response. His hands were still roaming my body but it was more soothing now than trying to wind me up. It was almost like he couldn't help himself. He had to be touching me.
"You bit me," I said instead of answering his question. It seemed to be all that I could focus on.
He nodded. Bending his head, he kissed and lapped at his mark again with his tongue. The feeling of it sent a shiver down my spine. Somehow, that bite mark intensified the sensations in my chest and sent a zap straight to my clit. "It is the mating mark. I tried to resist, to give us more time, but Arc, my dragon, took over. He wants his mate. He also wanted to make sure every other male knows that you are ours."
Feeling a cool draft on my chest, I looked down and saw that at some point he had ripped my shirt to get to my shoulder. I pulled my hands from his shoulders and tried to hold the fabric closed as best as I could. It was at that moment that I realized what position I was in. Glacian still had me pinned to the wall, my legs were still gripping his hips, and his tail was securely locked around my waist. The heat let me know that my cheeks were burning.
"You can let me down now." I was having a hard time meeting his gaze. I had just let a total stranger give me the best orgasm of my life. He had barely touched me and I had gone off like a rocket. What would happen if he decided to finish what he started? Having his complete focus on me and my pleasure? I didn't know if I could do it.
"What if I don't want to, my precious mate? I like how you feel against me." He nuzzled my neck and breathed in deep. "I love your scent," he growled. "It smells like the garvara flower that blooms in the summer months."
Uneasy with the warmth that filled my chest at his comment, I pushed against his shoulders again. "Let me down, please." Old nightmares were threatening to spill from the impenetrable door they were locked behind in my mind. If he didn't release me soon, I knew I wouldn't be able to stop myself from fighting him off. I was barely holding my panic back as it was.
Sighing his disappointment, Glacian stepped back to let me slide down his body. He kept his hands on my waist until he was sure that I was steady on my feet. He moved back to give me a little space and I couldn't help but notice the wet spot at his crotch. It was strangely comforting that he had the same reaction I did to our little interlude. It wouldn't hurt to let him know, would it? I pointed in the general direction of his lower half. "It's nice to know I'm not the only one that had that reaction."
He shrugged, completely unembarrassed that I could see he had gotten off just as I had. "It is part of the mating process. We have multiple ejaculations. Drakians can only have multiple releases with our mate. This is just the first that is meant to get you ready for me. My dragon, Arc, wanted me to take you. I held him back from doing that at least and this is the result."
Not willing to have that particular conversation yet, I gave him a shy, sad smile. "Thank you for holding him back. Where I come from, sex is something you only share with someone you love. Or at least really care for." I thought about it for a moment and knew that I needed to correct that statement. "Well, not everyone feels that way on my planet but I don't have sex with just anyone." Memories pushed at my secret vault again but I ruthlessly reinforced the door. I would never have to relive those memories again.
A look came across Glacian's eyes as he stepped close and cupped my chin in his large hand. "I will give you as much time as I can. Arc is very dominant. I do not want to scare you but the longer he has to wait, the more irrational he will become. I am King," he said simply. "An irrational dragon is not something I can afford and still protect my people. But for you, I will try." Smiling, he took my hand and led me over to the large seating area near the fireplace.
That was when I got my first real look at the room. "This room is huge," I said in astonishment. The ceiling was at least twenty feet high. The windows and balcony doors were floor to ceiling. The walls were a pale blue that looked bright and fresh with the sunlight dancing across the walls. A massive bed sat in the middle of the room. It was the biggest bed I had ever seen. Portraits of dragons and landscapes hung in strategic spots around the room. All the furniture was made to accommodate the large sizes of the Drakians. I was pretty sure the sofa Glacian was leading us to would swallow me.
A chuckle filled the air. "Our dragons are large animals," he responded. He sat on the sofa facing the fireplace and pulled me onto his lap.
That was unexpected. I sat stiffly. Moving to try and sit next to him did me no good. He simply held my hips so that I couldn't move. It peeved me that he would take such liberties but after a few long minutes of him not trying anything other than holding me in place, I stopped trying to move. I still felt awkward. Sitting on a man's lap isn't something that I had ever done before, even as a child.
"I want to explain the mating process and what will happen. It is a lot of information, but I would rather you be prepared. I was not sure how you felt about learning it in front of the others. Mating is a very intimate thing. I will be with you through all of it. I do not want you to think that you will be doing this alone." He took my hand in his as his other rubbed what I was sure he thought were supposed to be comforting circles on my back. But touch wasn't something I was accustomed to.
With his hands otherwise occupied, I slid in the seat next to him so fast that he couldn't stop me. This didn't sound like the kind of conversation I wanted to have while sitting on his lap. In fact, if any of his past actions were to go by, I would likely want to slit his throat before he was done speaking. "That sounds ominous."
A growl slipped from him. He didn't like that I was putting space between us. "Any survivor who finds a mate on our world goes through it. The symptoms vary from person to person, but the end result is always the same. They become Drakian. Their normal form stays the same, they just get their own dragon and can transform into them at will."
Now that came out of nowhere. I was trying to process that little revelation when Glacian's hand moved from my back to my nape. He began massaging the tension that was coiled there. It took everything I had not to shake him off. My mind was a whirlwind. It wasn't difficult to read between the lines.
"Are you telling me that I am going to turn into a dragon? Like you?" That couldn't be what he meant. How was that even possible? I hadn't even been here an entire day yet and he was telling me I was going to change into something else? I wouldn't be human any longer. I didn't want to be anything different.
From the corner of my eye, I saw him smirk. "Not exactly like me but yes, you will get a dragon. My brothers and I are the strongest dragons. Our line has always been the strongest, which is why we rule." He eyed my hair that was still in a bun at the back of my head. "Can you take your hair down for me?" he asked.
He couldn't be serious. Was he serious? He drops a bomb on me and then calmly requests that I take my hair down. It was like he had no idea that my world was crumbling because of him. Quite possibly he didn't know. That or he just didn't care. You would think a king would know what kind of profound affect something like this would have on a person. But he seemed distracted. Could I distract him enough to get information from him? I hesitated only a moment before reaching up and pulling the band from my hair. It wasn't regulation length but after what happened when I was sixteen, I was afforded a little leeway.
"What is the process?" I asked as I unwound the bun and pulled the braid apart. When I was done, my hair flowed down to my waist.
Could the process be avoided somehow? If he could explain how it worked, there was a chance I could escape it and stay as I was. There had to be a way.
"Beautiful," he breathed as he buried his hands in the thick mass of my hair. Maybe it was too much of a distraction. He wasn't talking.
"Glacian. What is the process?" He scowled at me when I pulled my hair from his grasp.
"I have already started it. The mating mark is the first step. When I marked you as mine, the venom from my fangs entered your system. Normally, both mates need consent but there are a few times when the mate connection is so strong that it cannot be denied. I am one of the strongest dragons on the planet and I could not stop it. My dragon refuses to be without his mate."