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Lu Feng.
I open eyes and the sun rays hit my eyes. I must've forgotten to close the curtains yesterday night. How did I even get in bed? I remember drinking and the full moon was out, then.....I suddenly started thinking about Quang Ho.
I remember my temperature rising, my body's way of telling me something. Telling me I needed my mate. I remember wanting to kiss him, to be with him, become one with him. I wanted him.
I remember walking up to his room..... then everything after that is a blur. What happened? What did I say to him? Did I blurt out something stupid? Did I tell him I felt like I was injected with an ecstasy drug and he was the only one I wanted? The only one that could soothe my desires? What if I told him all that?
Fuck.
How am I going to face him? After pushing him away, then I suddenly tell him I want him in me.
I try getting up but there's a sharp pain in my back and neck. Slowly, I lift my hand up and trace my neck region -where I feel the pain, and it feels like little stones in semi-circles, facing each other. I trace my hand to my lower back and feel something in my bed move. I tilt my head to see what it is and my eyes land on lavish red hair, sprawled on the pillow. Red hair? Red hair!
As the realization hits me, the person next to me turns and his bright grey eyes are on me. I pull the covers off myself and am naked!. Fuck. I slept with him.
I slept with Quang Ho!!!
"You! W-what did you do to me?" I choose to put the blame on him although I know it's probably my fault. I came to him. I must've thrown myself at him. All this happened after that moon came out. It did things to me.
"You're blaming me? You threw yourself at me. Begged me to mate with you." I knew that but the way he says it make me sound like a desperate slut. Wait....Did he say mate?
I stagger out of the bed and run to the bathroom. My frigging back hurts, my neck stings. I swear if he mated with me I'm going to burn him ali----
As I stare at my reflection in the mirror, at the bite marks that must've healed, I remember everything that happened last night.
FLASH BACK
I don't know why am in his room, why I gave him a blowjob, why I want him to dominate me and take control of my body or why I am FUCKIN enjoying this. I shouldn't be here. I shouldn't let him have me/ take my virginity. I should avoid him, hate him, let him beg for me, hurt him the same way his words did but why am I here. Why did I let out my Dragon out? Why did I have the urge to see him, talk to him, kiss him and touch him but why did the urge become stronger when the moon reached it's-----
"Ahhhh" The wet thing on my entrance pulled me out my reverie as I let out a moan. I knew what it was but still looked down to check it out anyway and sure enough, my cold eyes met his now red eyes. They matched his hair, which was darker. My legs were on his tanned shoulders, my ass cheeks were held tightly in position by his hands and his eyes screamed out the lust he had for me, the passion and desire he felt at that moment and I felt too.
At that moment, where I felt such intense emotions I had never felt before, I let go. I let go of the restraint I still had, the pain I felt and I let him take me. I let him take the most sacred part of myself. My virginity. Not because I was horny but because I listened to my heart. No matter how much my mind wanted me to push him away, my heart wanted to keep him close, more and I listened to it. Whatever was going to happen that night, I would let my future self handle it in the morning.
He broke away from my gaze and went back to my entrance, licking and pushing his tongue inside. I fell back on the bed, arching my back and a quivering, moaning mess. It was all too much. He was making slurping sounds, licking everypart of my hole, the feeling was getting too intense, I got frustrated. I wanted him take me already, dominate, make me his. Why was he delaying?
I sat up on the bed, softly gripped his head, helped him come face to face with me then kissed him. It was a slow, passionate and deep kiss. I wanted to taste all of him and me. His hand snaked into my hair while the other held my waist. He placed me back on the bed, our lips still battling and climbed ontop of me. His hard-on was pressing on my naked thigh. He was so hard, I knew it hurt. He shoved his tongue into my mouth and down my throat, completely depriving me of oxygen but I didn't care, our tongues were battling each other, loving the taste each had. He let go of my waist, traced his hand in-between my legs and found my entrance. His finger massaged my already dripping hole and in a swift movement. It was inside me. I felt myself clench around it. Like I was sucking the life out of it. It was thick and long but it didn't fill me. It didn't give me the fulfilment I desperately craved... so I broke from the kiss and looked at him with hazy eyes.
Stuttering, I muttered, "I d-don't l-i-ke it. Remove it. I want you not your finger." I couldn't believe those came out of me but they did. He looked at me with a satisfied smile, pulled his finger out and positioned himself to my entrance. I knew it was going hurt but the moment I felt his tip inside me, a tear escaped my eyes.
He must've noticed my pain cause the next second, his lips were on mine, like an act of comfort and I held unto his back. Inch by inch, he plunged himself into my hole still kissing me, until finally, he was all in. Surely, he was way longer and thicker than his finger, I felt so torn. I couldn't relax, my muscles clenched around his dick and he never let go of my lips but I was running out of air.
I separated from the kiss and looked at him with tears in my eyes. Fuck! It hurt so much!!. He pressed his forehead on mine and whispered in his raspy wolf voice, "I'm sorry, I'm going to pull out now. I don't want you getting hurt because of me." Oh no! Sure it hurt but that didn't mean I wanted him to pull out. I wanted it and I was going to get it.
"Don't. I want this plus it doesn't hurt that much. It's going to subdue in a while. Okay?" he just nodded. We stayed like that for awhile, our foreheads pressed together, my hands on his back, his in my hair, bodies connected and the feeling of fulfilment. The pain was gone, all I felt was the care he had for me and even though I appreciated that, I wanted him not to care anymore and fuck me already.
"You can start moving now."
"Are you sure?" he growled, concerned.
"Stop frustrating me already, and move. I can't t--" I was cut for words when he pulled out completely and thrust back in. Ohh. That felt so good.
At first, his thrusts were slow and deep, until he hit what he was looking for, my prostate, then they became fast and hard. I was a whimpering mess, moaning his name with every thrust he made as he hit my spot. The room was filled with sounds of skin slapping against skin, sweet moans, groans and grunts. His dick felt so good in me. So damn good that my teeth started tingling. I needed to press them into something. His neck was just above me, calling out to me. So instinctively I pressed them into his neck. Tasting his salty skin, I pressed them in deeper wanting to taste his blood and I did. It tasted so damn good.. and for a dragon to say that about a siren's blood is a miracle. His thrusts became harder, faster and went deeper as I drank his blood to my heart's content. I withdrew my teeth from his skin and placed my lips on his. There was nothing sweet about this kiss. It was hard and torrid.
We broke away from the kiss as we were out of air and he rested his head in the crook of my neck. He stayed there for awhile, pounding into me senselessly then he started licking my neck and the next thing I felt were his teeth piercing into my skin. My dick became stiff, I was near. I could feel it. He pierced deeper and started sucking my blood. An act that was supposed to hurt, instead, gave me immense pleasure. As he pulled away from my neck, I arched back, moaning his name and reaching my climax. My seed was sprawled on our chests.
Minutes later, he spilled his warm seed into me and fell on me, panting. We stayed like that for awhile, in comfortable silence till he broke it, "What did we just do?" he asked in his usual voice.
"We mated. You belong to me now, guess your other partners will be disappointed." I replied with a hint of sarcasm.
"I don't have any other partners, atleast not for the last two months. You're the only one I could think about." he said and a small smile crept onto my lips before it disappeared. I don't believe him.
"You expect me to believe that." I scoffed.
"Yes, cause it's the truth. Yes, I did try to get you off my mind but you're everywhere I looked and I.."
"And you what?"
"I... couldn't get it up."
"Pfttt" I burst into laughter. That must've been embarrassing. "Really?... but it was, just a while ago."
"Because it's you. Seeing you with your beautiful scales and eyes. was enough to arouse me and make me lose control."
"Hmmm... fine. Let's sleep." Honestly I was tired
"I'm sorry for everything I said. I was scared but not anymore. I want to learn to love you, take care of you, show you happiness. I'll be the best mate ever and I'll make you love me." he confessed and I pulled him into a kiss and I was happy. We'll learn together. Just like true mates.
Next thing we knew, we were at it again.
END OF FLASH BACK.
I know he's standing behind me. I turn and sure enough, there he is, standing in all his glory, looking like fricking model.
"Do you remember now? You marked me first and I meant every word I said last night. Are you willing to give us a chance?" he is looking at me with hopeful eyes. I have to be strong. I won't let him manipulate me. "Please, don't push me away." he begs.
Fuck.
"Three months! In three months, if you're still the arrogant Casanova you are, sleeping around with everyone you find, I'll break the bond we have as mates. We won't be mates anymore." I say and his eyes widen from the shock of my words. I have strong warlocks that can break the bond between mates. Bing Wen's Dad is strong to do it.
"But that could kill you." he says, shaking. Oh, I know.
"I'd rather be dead than have a cheating bastard who doesn't love me as my mate."