“Look at me, Abby.” Zoran whispered. “I want to see your eyes as I take you.”
Abby’s eyes flew open and were snared by the golden glow of Zoran’s. Zoran pushed in another inch, watching as Abby’s eyes grew larger than heavy with desire.
“No!” Zoran snarled when Abby’s eyes started to close. He pulled back until he was almost out, ignoring her whimper. “Open your eyes.”
Abby fought to keep her eyes open as the waves of fire began building in her blood. She could feel the heat of her dragon combine with her own desires. Zoran pushed in again, a little further this time. He snarled something to his symbiosis and Abby felt the straps on her wrists tighten and move a little higher while the ones on her ankles spread her even wider.
“I’m going to fuck you, Abby. For the next two weeks that is all we are going to do. Anyway and everyway possible. I am going to fuck your tits, your mouth, your pussy, and your ass. I am going to claim you as mine so no other male will ever doubt who you belong too.” Abby cried out as Zoran touch, flicked, and tasted each part of her as he told her what he was going to do. When his hand slid back up to her stomach he rested it there for a moment. “But most of all, Abby, I am going to plant my seed in your womb. I want you to see who is claiming you, who is loving you, and who the father of your children is as it happens. Do you hear me?”
Abby glared at Zoran. She was incredibly horny and frustrated and all he was doing was teasing her and talking. “Shut up and fuck me, Zoran. Or, find me a male who will.”
Zoran growled at the threat of another male; thrusting his cock in hard and fast, pushing it as far as it would go. He felt Abby’s climax at the sudden possession and roared in triumph at his domination of her. Ignoring Abby’s cries, Zoran rode her, pushing in deeper and deeper until he could go no further. Abby climaxed again and again, begging Zoran over and over for more. Zoran felt his own release building. He waited until it was upon him before shifting enough to elongate his teeth. Abby arched as if offering her body as a sacrifice and Zoran bit down on the side of her breast pouring his dragon fire into her. The combination of the dragon fire in her blood and her own dragon’s heat caused a wave of desire so intense, Abby screamed in pleasure/pain as it swept through her locking her in a mind-blowing orgasm that caused her vision to blur and made it difficult to breathe. Zoran’s own groan of pleasure/pain followed as Abby’s body locked down on his cock making it impossible for him to withdraw from her, squeezing every last drop of his seed from him and deep into her womb. Zoran could feel the precise moment when her womb opened and accepted the new life he was offering. Shudders flowed over him as he pulled Abby close, giving the order for his symbiosis to release her so she could wrap her arms and legs around him. They stayed connected until it was time to land.
Abby blushed again as she picked up the scrap of material off the floor of the symbiosis and tossed it into the bag Zoran was digging in. He grinned in triumph when he pulled out one of his shirts and tossed it over to Abby. Abby glared at him but pulled it over her head.
“If we meet anyone with me looking like this, I swear I won’t talk to you for the next two weeks!” Abby said fiercely as she pulled the shirt down around her hips.
Zoran’s grinned grew wider, “I plan on keeping your beautiful mouth too busy to be doing any talking. Unless, it is to talk dirty to me.”
Abby just glared over her shoulder trying to keep Zoran from seeing her own silly grin. Damn, but he was an awesome lover. Abby may not have had any experience to compare him to but she honestly couldn’t imagine any man, human or alien, who could make her feel so much pleasure she practically passed out from it. Abby ran her fingers through her hair trying to make herself somewhat presentable. She really hoped they didn’t run into Zoran’s mom before she had a chance to bathe and dress properly. She looked like she had been well and truly made love to. She felt it too! She had to fight with the mother symbiosis; then, threatened the little off-spring that appeared around her neck and wrists to NOT move any lower where she was a little sore. The damn thing hadn’t listened to her, though. As soon as the seat reformed under her, she could feel it moving between her legs. She screamed and Zoran had the nerve to chuckle as she hit him for laughing at her. He simply said it was the symbiosis’ responsibility to make sure she was ready for what he planned on doing to her later. After all, he had only fucked her pussy and he had a lot more places to fuck before their two weeks were up. Abby shivered at the thought. What on Earth, or this case Valdier, had she gotten herself into?
“Abby! Zoran! What a wonderful surprise.” Morian exclaimed as they walked up the steps of the most beautiful place Abby had ever seen. “Abby, what on Valdier are you wearing? Zoran, can’t you even provide the poor child with decent clothing?”
Abby shot Zoran a dirty look and had to bite back a chuckle at watching his cheeks turn a dull red. “Mother, Abby has decent clothing and she is not a child! Her shift was damaged on the way here.”
“Oh dear, how was it damaged? Zoran, you didn’t have anything to do with that, did you?” Morian asked with a twinkle in her eye.
Zoran’s cheeks turned even redder at his mother’s stare and he mumbled under his breath he was going to take their bags to the room they would be using while they were there. Morian chuckled as she watched her oldest son scurry away.
“Payback for all the mischief he was in when he was a boy. I swear, it was all I could do not to pull my hair out when those boys were growing up. Now, how about a lovely bit of refreshment while he tries to find the courage to come rescue you from me?” Abby just nodded her head as Morian threaded her arm through hers and followed the wily woman into a large marble foyer.
Abby tucked Zoran’s long shirt under her legs as she curled them under her. She was very self-conscious about her lack of dress and the fact she was sure she looked like she had just been made love to. Morian didn’t appear to notice as she handed Abby a steaming cup of tea. Morian guided Abby through a large foyer into a room that looked out over a breathtakingly, beautiful garden. No doors or windows blocked the view. The garden was filled with brilliant colors and a small waterfall fell in the background, flowing into a huge basin. Abby had never seen anything so beautiful in her life, not even on her own mountain.
“It is so beautiful.” Abby murmured in awe.
Morian smiled as she sat back in her own chair and sipped her drink. “It is. I love it here. I can spend the day in the gardens working with the soil and never tire of it. I can feel the life in it.” She glanced under her eyelashes at Abby. “You are in your first heat.”
Abby blushed. “So Zoran says. I don’t understand any of this.”
Morian chuckled. “You have had your first transformation.” She said it more as a statement than a question. “This is most unusual since you are not of our world. It appears the stories are true.”
“Stories?” Zoran said as he walked into the room. He walked over to where Abby was sitting and without saying a word, lifted her as if she weighed no more than a small doll and settled her in his lap ignoring her squeak of surprise. He wrapped one arm around Abby’s waist making sure she could not move and used the other hand to guide the hot drink she was holding to his lips.
Abby’s eyes glittered with humor as she watched him take a sip. “You are so bad.” She whispered.
Morian watched her oldest son with a satisfied smile before replying. “Yes, stories, legends, tales, prophecy, whatever. It is said that long ago the first king traveled to a far off world. The king discovered a primitive world where there were many people. During his time on this planet he was welcomed into a village. While a guest of this village, he was drawn to one of the
females, the daughter of the chief. He was so taken with her, as was his dragon and his symbiosis, that he wanted to make her his queen and returned to our world with her. His people were horrified. They feared the female would give him weak offspring as she was much smaller than them; and, because she was not a true Valdier, she coul
d never have the power of a true mate, the ability to transform and mate as a dragon and accept the power of the symbiosis. It was thought this would weaken the king’s lineage and bring death and destruction to the people by angering the gods and goddesses. They demanded the king sacrifice her to the gods and goddesses to show his remorse. When he refused the people, determined to show the king how weak his off-world mate was, stole her and took her to the cliffs high above where the city now sits to offer her as a sacrifice. The king, furious over having his mate stolen from him, flew to defend her.”
Abby was gripping Zoran’s arm tightly, her fingernails digging into his flesh as Morian told her story. Abby’s eyes grew wide at how much of the story sounded like hers and Zoran’s. Of course, the people didn’t offer her up as a sacrifice but she had been stolen.
“What happened to her? Was the king able to save her?” Abby asked breathlessly.
Morian lips curved, “The elder council members had already taken the king’s mate to the cliffs and cast her to the ocean below by the time the king arrived. The king, beside himself with grief, swore he would never take another as his, and in his grief, cursed the people of Valdier. Only those who were of royal blood or had found their true mate would be able to give the gift of bearing offspring who would be accepted by the three parts of themselves.”
A tear slid down Abby’s cheek as if she felt the awful grief of losing her true mate. “What happened to the king?” Abby whispered.
Morian shook her head gently, “Do not cry for the king, Abby. The story did not end there. It is said that the king, in his grief fell to his knees begging the gods and goddesses to let him join his mate in death. The gods and goddesses, so moved by the great love and grief the king felt for someone not of their world, took pity on him. They realized it was not only his grief, but the grief of his dragon and his symbiosis calling to them as one entity. They had also felt the grief of the female as she offered herself in exchange for the safety of her mate, begging them to protect him and to forgive his people for their lack of understanding her love for their king. As the king knelt, a great white dragon appeared out of the waves below. As the great dragon landed next to the king, it transformed into the king’s mate before the king and his people. The gods and goddesses had given birth to the transformation, the gift of the heat of a dragon’s fire to transform a mate into a true mate, one accepted by a Valdier warrior, his dragon, and his symbiosis giving her the strength and power of a true Valdier.”
Abby sat back in Zoran’s arms pulling his arm tighter around her. “Just like what happened to me.” Abby said softly, her face softening.
Zoran wrapped his other arm around Abby to pull her closer. His gaze met his mother’s over Abby’s head and he gave her a small smile in thanks. He could feel Abby’s total acceptance of him and his world as a peace settled around him. Morian smiled back softly at her son. It was the first time since her own mate died that she felt like she had made the right decision not to join him in death. She could sense the new life in Abby’s womb, even as small as it was. She would be needed for many more years to come.
Chapter 24
Abby and Zoran spent the next two weeks relaxing. Zoran showed Abby many of the places where he and his brothers used to play as children. He helped her get used to her dragon’s needs and desires, and showed her how to communicate with her symbiosis. Abby taught Zoran how to sing and was teaching him how to play the guitar which he replicated for her. They spent hours walking through the forests surrounding the mountain estate or swimming in the huge basin in the garden. Abby’s favorite time was when they would transform into their dragon form and fly through the tops of the forest playing chase and capture and making love in both forms.
Zoran came up under the water and wrapped his arms around Abby. They had just returned from another trip of exploring and were enjoying the clear, cool waters of the garden pool. Abby shivered as his warm body pressed against her cooler skin.
Zoran splayed his hand over Abby’s stomach. “My son grows in your womb. I can sense him.” He whispered as he pressed a kiss to her damp shoulder.
Abby’s breath caught in her throat. “How can you know? Are you sure?” Abby pressed her hands over Zoran’s larger one turning to look him in the eye.
“I knew the moment we made him. I felt your womb accept my seed and hold it tight.”
Abby’s eyes filled with tears. A child. Their child. She closed her eyes trying to use the senses Zoran had shown her over the past two weeks. She focused inward, seeking. She sucked in a surprised breath as she sensed the new life deep inside her. Her dragon was curled protectively around it.
Abby turned in Zoran’s arms and wound her arms around his neck, burying her face in his chest. “I can sense it.” She whispered softly. She had never felt such a surge of love, or fear, as she did at that moment.
Zoran smelling her fear pulled her closer to his body. “Never fear, elila, I would give my life to protect you and our son. I will do everything in my power to make sure nothing happens to either of you.”
Abby looked up. “I know. I love you so much, Zoran.”
“I love you more, elila.
Abby waved a tearful goodbye to Morian, getting Zoran’s mom to promise to come visit soon. She had so many questions. They shared their news last night with Morian. She did not seemed surprised at all. In fact, she looked very satisfied. She promised to visit the following next month.
The flight back to the city seemed much shorter on the way back. Abby would miss the quietness of the mountain retreat which reminded her so much of her own mountain but she was looking forward to seeing Cara, Ariel, Trisha, and Carmen again. She couldn’t wait to share her news with them. She realized she no longer thought of her life before meeting Zoran. She missed Edna, Bo, and Gloria but she felt at home here. Abby looked at Zoran through her eyelashes studying his strong features. Her heart seemed to swell, as if there was too much love in her to contain it all. Zoran was telling her about his plans to change the spare room into a nursery. Abby sat back and listened to all his plans for the baby trying not to laugh as he talked about making the baby’s first sword.
Zoran gently laid Abby’s sleeping form in their bed. It was late and she had fallen asleep not long before they arrived. He tucked the covers up around her and pressed a kiss to her forehead before heading out to meet with his brothers. He hadn’t wanted to worry Abby. He received a message late this morning before they left from Creon. Raffvin had been sighted by one of Ha’ven’s informants heading off-world.
Closing the door to their apartments quietly, he ordered the two guards standing outside of it to guard it with their life. Silently, he called to his symbiosis to guard the outside balconies. Confident Abby was safe, Zoran moved determinedly towards his office where his brothers waited for him.
“Zoran.” Creon greeted him as he entered the room. Mandra handed Zoran a stiff drink as he moved toward the table where they had a holograph image of the planet on display.
“What have you learned?” Zoran asked in a hard voice.
“A signal from off-world was received two days ago. From what we have learned, it came from the Sarafin Galaxy.” Creon said bringing up the holograph of the neighboring galaxy.
“Sarafin?” Zoran asked with a frown. They had not had problems with the warrior people in that galaxy for nearly a century.
“Ha’ven believes Raffvin has traveled there to gather supporters to attack our world. The Sarafin are renowned mercenaries.” Mandra said. “Our peace with them came at a price; the first born daughter of the King of Valdier to wed the first born son of the king of Sarafin. Shame we forgot to tell them we usually only have males. Unfortunately, the bastards have a very long memory. It seems a son has been born and they expect you, as the king, to produce the daughter immediately. In the meantime, Raffvin has decided to ‘enlighten’ them about how unlikely that is to happen and try to get them to believe we have slighted them in some way.”
“On t
op of that, Ha’ven said he still has support on Curizan from the militant group there who wants us to get into a battle with the Curizan warriors. It looks like he is trying to stir up enough conflicts with rival warriors to stretch us thin enough to max out our resources and inflict the maximum amount of damage.” Trelon said.
“The question is why?” Kelan said. “Why is he so willing to destroy his own people? What advantage does he have?”
“Luckily, Ha’ven and his brothers seem to be containing the problem on their planet. Now, all we need is for you to produce a daughter and that will defuse the situation with the Sarafin.” Mandra said with a grin lifting his eyebrows up and down at Zoran.
Zoran bit back a curse. He knew Mandra was just joking but the idea of him offering up his daughter as a sacrifice for peace did not sit well with him and he could only imagine the problems he would have convincing Abby he had no choice if their child did, in fact, turn out to be a female.
“Abby carries my child.” Zoran said quietly. He sat down heavily in the chair.
Mandra let out a curse. “Zoran, forgive me. I would not have made that comment if I had known.”
Zoran waved his hand in dismissal of the apology. “Right now, I need to focus on keeping Abby and the baby safe.” Zoran grimaced. “…And happy. No one says a word about the agreement with the Sarafin. It will be a mute point if Abby gives birth to a son. Understood?”
All four of his brothers nodded in silent agreement. “For now, we continue gathering what information we can about what Raffvin is up too. Creon, do you still have an informant inside Raffvin’s personal elite force?”