Draconus..Explicit

"Rain again'', she thought and sighed. Lazily she traced her finger over the window glass, drawing his name. Embellishing it with a heart. She never minded the rain. It suited her tem"Rain again'', she thought and sighed. Lazily she traced her finger over the window glass, drawing his name. Embellishing it with a heart. She never minded the rain. It suited her temperament. Her deep connection with the earth. Always a gift in her opinion. The rain falling down to imbue the ground with life. The Wheel turning as it always has. As it always should.
Lovingly she leaned forward and blew breath on the pane, watching the spark grow until his name was emblazoned deep within the glass. Old magic. She couldn't wait to shed her skin again and take flight. To soar the skies and roar down the sun for her mate. His true name was hers alone. She, the only one who had the right to claim him. And he for her. Her eyes brightened and went jade as she waited to feel the familiar ripple along her skin. There. His presence, very near now. Impatiently she tossed her head and allowed the change, woman to great Dragon. Scale and claw, wings diaphanous in the dim light. She felt a living rainbow, every color swirling within and without as she put on a burst of speed and took to the air. Soaring and careening, heart beat erratic in sheer joy at being alive. Showing off now, doing tricks, knowing no mortal eye could see her thus. She heard a rumbling laugh at her hi jinx, and her whole being burst into light, into fire. "Oh sure" she laughingly sent back "watch your woman play while you are picking your teeth with penned in creatures. Typical, very typical." The answering mental grin was all she needed and doing a sinuous tailspin she landed in front of him with a flourish. "You are quite beautiful you know, conceited ox.", she shimmered the thought at him while her neck began a slow entwining with his. "And you grow more lovely. Mine own." She hummed low in her throat with pleasure and sent a small ripple of flame down his back. "Not playing fair again I see", he dryly quipped, and nipped the back of her neck and held her fast. Immediately she hurled mental images of their mating at him, one after another, blending in color and intensity. Weaving the pattern of them both, over the millennium. "And what could you possibly be after mate?" he inquired, heat rippling down her body.

Great gods and goddesses she did so love their mental link. What he felt, she felt, and it increased their mating tenfold, a thousandfold. He in her mind, she in his. Feeling her arousal, the slick folds deep within her spasming as he took her.


And she feeling him, hard as stone and eager to spill his seed. Every thought tinged in deepest, darkest lust firing her blood. What he wanted her to do before she did it. A mirror held up to one another.
They both took to the air, soaring up higher and higher, only to careen into each other. Giving chase, their cries trumpeting across the sky. He startled a brace of geese in formation, and she laughing put on a burst of speed. Dipping above and below clouds, in and out of sight, the merest glimmer of her silky hide giving away her position. "How about a bit of role play this evening Beloved? We join as humans this night." His answer was deep, wicked, and she thrilled to it.

"You read my mind, you often do. I know I've asked this before, but can you feel me, my desire for you? It is always there, the centuries have not dulled it. You are ever in my mind." He flushed with pleasure and sent back a mental barage of deep feeling, love, lust, everything in his heart. "For you. Only. And always."
They landed in front of the cottage and shifted form once more, eager for touch, impatient for one another.
She laughingly twirled around, arms akimbo, body a living flame. Secure in herself, secure in him. A living joy, nothing could ever touch what he did to her, for her. He came up behind her, butting himself up against her, his arousal evident. She trailed one hand and arm behind her, wrapping it around his shoulder and neck, letting her body sink down slowly. Sinuously writhing over his body like a cat. He caught his breath as she began her descent and gasped when she continuted back up, her hair teasingly caressing his body and her smell filling his senses. His woman.
Reaching back behind her with the other arm she cupped him, wrapping one hand around his erection and gently stroking and squeezing it rubbing one fingertip over the head. Soft as rose petals there. Cupping his sack, rolling each one round gently. Eager for the taste of him she turned round and started using her mouth on him.
He jerked her to himself roughly, mouth descending upon hers, bruising her mouth and making her whimper with pleasure. Tongues entwined and she eagerly bit his lip before raining soft kisses over his cupp

raining soft kisses over his cupped face. Forehead, eyes, cheeks, his jaw, corners of his mouth before centering once again on that amazing mouth. The one that loved her well and long. The one that drove her over the edge too many times to count. She looked up into his eyes, storm meeting storm, seeing the fires dancing within.
Pushing him to the floor in front of the fire she covered him in fire. His smiling answer all the welcome she would ever need. He was her playground, she his, and they both well knew it.
He eagerly reached for her core and she snarled "Not yet, let me love you." She encircled his wrists and held them fast over his head, tossing her head back she laughed and said "Just the way I like it."
She continued her onslaught, soft lips going down throat, shoulders, hands stroking collarbone, chest. Mouth weaving a spell for them both. Paying close attention she moved onto his belly, the soft hair there fascinating. Pausing she drew in breath, smelling his scent, his male, feeling the heat of his arousal baking off his skin in waves.
She licked and laved, lightly bit and nipped, butterfly landings on hips, nails raking up the insides of his thighs. She narrowed down her focus when she got to his penis and a wicked smile lit up her face. Gently she wrapped her hand around the base and nuzzled him. Rubbing the tip over her tightly budded nipples, breathing her hot breath over him before she took his length into her mouth. Suction and tongue down, and up, lifting him to dart tongue over the underside of him, flattending her tongue to lick his scrotum, feeling the heft and weight of each testicle. Again blowing soft breath on him to watch the skin creep and move.
Immersed in his mind and he in hers he knew she thrilled to the control she had over him, playing out the scenes that had went on over and over during the times they were apart, but the time for patience was over.
He raised up swiftly, wrapped both arms around her and slammed her into rug. "Playtime is at an end woman." His mouth fastened to one nipple, then the other, suckling hard, withdrawing to lightly nip the undersides of her breasts, darting out to flick over them both as he took both hands and pressed both together to allow them into his greedy mouth at the same time.
His mouth blazed down her belly, one hand on breast while his mouth nuzzled into her core, lapping at that delicious nectar. Tasting of woman, ocean and rain. She writhed and bucked and sl

bucked and slammed and he took his arms and pinned her fast so he could continue, suckling her clitoris before running his tongue firmly inside her.
He roughly hauled her leg up on his shoulder displaying her and he took one long look at her thus before ramming himself into her, inch by glorious inch. Deeper and deeper, he moved within her slick channel, slamming into her womb and watching her skin flush, eyes lost in pleasure as he worked her.
He removed himself from her running himself up onto her clitoris, wet with her and back in, over and over until she was mewling. And back in hard and fast, all control gone. Reason gone, she wrapped her legs high up on his back and let him take her. The sweat breaking out and coating them both as it joined and made their own rain as they called down the storm.
Animal now, he spun her over plunging himself into her while he repeatedly slapped her backside, leaving his imprint on her, marking her his. She reared back over and over onto him, eager for all of him.
Deftly he reached between them and rubbed and manipulated her until she convulsed around him, her keening cries echoing his name all around the room. Slick with her he drove into her, balls tightening and cock thickening even more before he spilled himself into the mouth of her womb. He rested himself on her back before withdrawing himself from her and drawing her into his arms. She rested in the place she favored most, more than anything on earth and gave a slow smile as his seed trickled down the inside of her thighs, knowing she was loved.
They both slowly drifted off to sleep, the great Dragons, mates, lovers, friends to rise again and tenderly make love over and over again before resting falling into a deep sleep. The fire died back to embers, rippling with their power and eternal blaze...

Fin

I need a cold shower now...

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You know, I was extremely nervous about putting this up as a post. It's just something I do with music flooding my brain. They sit on the hard drive and occupy memory. So far, so good, eh? And to the rest of you lurkers...*blowing a kiss*. Enjoy.

That would be interesting. 🙂

Excellent writing VB and thank you for sharing your (creative talents) with us.

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Thank you Q. 🙂

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Thanks! 🙂

🙂 Thank you very much Star. xx Yes, the monsters under the bed. Ted E. Bear is your knight in shining armor, against the creeping claw and red eyes lurking in the dark recesses under the mattress. You never know what might be under there. 😉