I lay in my tent as Mr. Big massaged my body and I allowed myself a brief a moment to bemoan about the uncontrollably unease of my nature. I couldn't read and conversation with Mr. Big was hard for me at present because of the sense of embarrassment I felt over failing the lesson he had tried to give me.
My mind began to think about my burdensome condition of my mixed heritage and fix I had pit myself by forgetting to pull in my dominance side and focus my mind with mage-born side. By the by. If I have not explained my genetic history to you before allow me to plainly give you the jest as I know it or as the truth was told to me. I am a half-breed. I am not fully draconian and I am not fully mage-born. I am stuck in middle between the two with one strength in one regard and far to many weaknesses in the later. I have the rare condition in a realm of dominance and power of being in the middle run of the ladder of the hierarchy system.
I have found myself in this condition all my life. Stuck in between two extremes trying to live in the balance without losing my mind entirely to the struggle. I have no idea who my mother was or if she is still alive. I was told by Cadre one night as he was deep into his cups that my mother had been a simple draconian working whore with a fetish for experimenting with mage-born males. She had hoped for a male in the exchange with my father to produce a male but she quickly shoved me off to my father's people on the day of my birth upon seeing my eyes and my female gender.
I had no idea whether she is alive or not. All I know is that I was unwanted by her. She hadn't even named me. My father had though and he had loved me along with my grandfather. Both had raised me for a short period of my life until they were taken from in the demonic invader war.
I had then been adopted my Cadre and the rest is history. Mr. Big tapped a finger to my forehead. I looked at him as he studied my face passively. "Stop thinking about the past. It matters little when you have it written it down in your current diary. Tell me why do you think I am disappointed in you?" He said.
"I didn't think to utilize the gift you had loaned me and tried to react instead of using tools available to me." I said.
Mr. Big shook his head. "You learned your lesson. I would be disappointed if you didn't learn anything at all. Your still half mortal. Your learning." He said.
I sighed. "I'm fifty years old." I said.
Mr. Big snorted. "In draconian years that would make you what twenty-five. Barely an adult. In Mage-born years you a just reached your adulthood." He said.
"What about In your estimation of me and my age? Am I enough for you?" I asked him.
"Meaning what?" Mr. Big asked with a grin.
I stared at him. "Do I please you?" I said.
Mr. Big rubbed my feet causing pleasure to soften my foot muscles. I saw him nod his head. "You are a lovely paradigm shift Angela Wells. You were always meant to be mean. Neither fate nor anyone else could prevent it." He said in a sure voice.
I nodded my head as I felt my body start to come back under my control. "Yes. I knew it the first moment we met on our formal betrothal when you claimed as your own. You choose me. I have always found my pride in this fact." I said.
Mr. Big frowned at my words. "It was always going to be me you dear. You for me and me for you. You belong to me. No matter what Cadre told you or what your elders speak of regarding me or my designs. This is all the truth you need to understand." He said.
"Give me your hand." I asked reaching out for him.
Mr. Big studied me but allowed me to take his hand and bring it to my chest as I lay on the ground. "I feels different now that he's gone. It notice it at first but I do now. I feel more free. I don't know why?" I said.
"Your happy being with me in the open and not having to hide." Mr. Big said. His hand rubbed my chest.
I felt a warm feeling as his touch help speed up the feeling from wounds and my chest and shoulders being abused roughly.
"How long will this last? This happiness." I asked even as I worked to understand the word though I understood the meaning of the word I never really felt it completely but for the time I was briefly having sex with Mr. Big and that was more of a keen of physical pleasure but I never really felt this warm feeling from just existing.
"Cadre is dead, my dear." He said in calming voice. "This is how it will be for us from now on. This is my gift to you for the years of your long patience and service toward me." He said.
"I was going to kill him." I said admitting the truth to him. "I tried to be patient for you to handle him as you told me but I couldn't handle it any longer. I had lost my patience with him and pretending." I said.
Mr. Big sighed. "I know. I wouldn't have allowed you to. It would have done nothing good for you. No matter how much he had done to you to warrant you terminating him." He said.
I nodded my head in agreement. "I was still going to do it. He had pushed me to far. I told him to never attempt to touch me again. He didn't listen to me. He never listened to me even when I cared to try and assist him in understanding me." I said.
Mr. Big shook his head. "Cadre was incapable of understanding you. He was weak willed blind mortal to the nature of things even in regards to his position compared to his own in your world." He said.
I felt a tension lose from inside of me. I frowned and thought on what I was feeling. Mr. Big noticed the change in me and my focus going inward.
"What are you feeling?" He asked gentle.
I shook my head. "I don't know. It's like something inside me has been freed and I feel something finally beginning to crack past a wall. Does any of this make sense to you." I said.
Mr. Big nodded. "Yes. The seals Cadre put on your body are beginning to break. You are entering your next stage of immortal status in the next hundred years you will begin to rise to full immortal status. It will be reckoning period that will test your mind and perceptions on reality. If you survive you will be a worthy mate to me if you fail you then you will driven to madness and you will be destroyed." He said.
I nodded. "Would you destroy me if I turned mad?" I asked.
"Yes." He said simply. "If you were to lose yourself and or betray me or your own beliefs you would not wish to live as such become thing you fear on becoming." He said.
"Cadre!" I said.
"Yes. Well worse. Cadre had little power in the end but talk and tricks. You were born with power." He said.
I held fast to his hand on my chest. It was going to be an interesting hundred years of sex and advancement. Mr. Big chuckled lightly at my thoughts.
"You have a lovely way of viewing things at odd moments." He said laying down naked beside me. My clothes again disappeared as I lay beside him feeling the warmth of his embrace and his muscled arms wrapping around me. I heard lightning and snarls outside again but Mr. Big was relaxed next to me.
"Ignore the annoyances outside my dear. There will be time enough to practice your blade and try you skills tomorrow as we make our push toward the farm lands." He said gentle.
I hugged his back taking in his scent of male strength, burning chestnuts and dominance. The scent excited me to my core and sent a thrill through my blood stirring my body back to life again as I felt his own readiness and excitement against my hip. I closed my eyes as he rolled on top of me and his physical form dispelled again but I still felt him joining with me again in our new dance of mating.
I felt him every where joining with me completely as I rode the thrill of his dominance and magical power and being. He drove me on and on up the steep climb of a inferno of pleasure and wild magic. I kept gasping for a foot hold on keeping pace with him as I felt him driving inside me with total control over me and my body.
I began to rise again off the ground taken completely and owned. I was in dimension of pleasure and comfort totally at ease in the moment and thoroughly ravished beyond measure. I screamed as I was taken over that cliff of pleasure into the sweet waters of sleep and rest.