Trelon lay in bed wondering which god or goddess he had pissed off when he realized he was alone once again. When he tried to sit up, a tug on his wrists prevented him from moving more than a few centimeters. Closing his eyes, he decided he must have pissed every single one of them off. He was chained to the bed, with the chain he had used on his little mate. He jerked his arms but they didn’t budge. Trelon tried to scoot up to the headboard of the bed to give himself more leverage but he couldn’t because both of his ankles were attached to the bottom of it. Roaring out in rage, Trelon struggled to break the chains but they were too strong. His only recourse was to shift. He had to call to his dragon three times before it responded. It was too busy laughing its ass off at its mate’s little trick. Trelon snarled dire threats which just seemed to escalate his dragon’s amusement. Finally, he felt the shift come over him. As the resounding crash echoed through the room, his two guards burst in staring at him with their mouths hanging open. Trelon snarled at them, blowing a stream of dragon fire in frustration from the remnants of his bed which had collapsed under the weight of his dragon. Unfortunately, the curtains surrounding it were still partially closed and caught fire. Trelon gave a mournful groan as he rolled out of the burning bed, snapping the chains, and stomped determinedly through the open balcony doors where he promptly threw himself over the ledge.
Cara was having the time of her life. It had been just before dawn when she had woken up full of energy. Once she realized that Trelon had chained her to the bed, it had only taken a few minutes for her to undo the lock on it. If he really wanted to keep her, she figured, he should have checked the table next to the bed where she kept a small tool kit handy. In a fit of mischief, she decided to pay him back with a few chains of his own. Only she was smart enough to make sure there were no tools tucked away on his side of the bed to get him out of trouble.
She felt amazingly well rested as they had actually gone to bed before the sun had set the night before. Of course, sleep had been a few hours after that as she had been in the mood to test some of the new positions Trelon had introduced her too. The stars had been out in full force before the effects of the caffeine had finally worn their way out of her system and she had promptly fallen asleep. Her dreams had been filled with images of dragons and sailing through the sky. Those dreams were the first thing she woke to and she knew she had to see if she could turn into a dragon like Abby could.
After what seemed like hours of pleading, begging, and endless promises, Cara had finally gotten the thing living inside her to respond. She had been delighted when she realized it was her dragon. It had been reluctant at first, not wanting to go through the first transformation without its mate near but after Cara pointed out that Trelon was near, just sleeping, it had reluctantly responded. Cara had been so excited about seeing the different color scales forming on her arms and down her chest, she didn’t even notice her vision becoming clearer in the dark. As her excitement grew, the joy her dragon was feeling became a living fire in her blood. The fire grew and grew until Cara had let the warmth of it engulf her. She transformed right there in front of the balcony doors. Where Cara had stood as a human only moments before now stood a tiny burgundy and amethyst dragon with emerald green eyes. Cara spread her wings out marveling at the translucent texture dotted with tiny scales that seemed to glow. She lowered her small head and looked between her four –she had four legs! She caught sight of her tail before it swept up and almost knocked over some items on Trelon’s clothing drawer.
Cara stifled a giggle not wanting to wake Trelon up yet. She wanted to fly! Her dragon gave a giggle of excitement as Cara’s enthusiasm spread. With a quiet word to Symba who had been dozing in the other room, Cara walked out onto the balcony and launched herself upward with a sweep of her wings.
Cara let her dragon take over a little as she soared up into the cloudless sky. Soon, they had reached a partnership, her dragon was the pilot and Cara was the navigator. Cara’s dragon coughed out a laugh as Symba appeared beside her in the shape of the golden eagle. Together they flew over the walls of the palace and circled over the waking city. Cara’s little wings flapping and gliding on the wind currents. Symba came close enough to ensure Cara was wearing a light armor of gold. Cara understood she was making sure she was protected so she playfully nipped at her. Symba responded by doing a series of graceful turns. Cara watched fascinated as Symba moved up and down. Warmth came through the golden armor and Cara understood Symba was trying to teach her how to fly. Cara’s dragon gave a joyful cough before following Symba on a graceful dive towards the cliffs.
“
Cara, mi elila. Wait up for me.”
Trelon called out in dragon-speak.
He had seen the images Symba had been sending to him. His anger vanished at his first glimpse of the tiny burgundy and amethyst dragon. His dragon was practically drooling at the beauty of its mate and extremely horny for her. Trelon had to remind it they had to catch her first before he could do anything. His dragon’s growl of outrage at not seeing its mate transform for the first time made him laugh considering how much enjoyment his dragon had gotten out of his troubles with her. The problem with payback though was they occupied the same body. Yeah, he thought with a grin, he must have really pissed off all the gods and goddesses more than once. But, if having Cara as his mate was the penalty, he would do it all over again.
Trelon’s breath caught in his throat at the first sight of his mate. She was sitting on the edge of the cliff with the morning sunrise casting its first rays over her body. The burgundy and amethyst twinkled as the light moved over her. She was a tiny dragon compared to his own but the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.
Mine!
Trelon’s dragon responded with pride.
All mine!
Trelon chuckled as he responded to his dragon’s possessiveness.
Ours, my friend, all ours.
Trelon’s dragon gave an amused snort before it angled into a dive, gliding to land next to Cara and Symba.
Trelon reached out with his head, rubbing it along Cara’s neck and swiping a long tongue along her jaw line.
“You are so beautiful, Cara.”
Trelon’s dragon purred with delight as his mate lifted her head to him.
“
Trelon, this is so cool!”
Cara responded excitedly.
“Everything looks so different. I flew over the city and could see everything even though it was still dark. And, Symba was showing me how to do flips in the air and use the wind to glide on. And, I have four legs and a tail. Did you see my tail?”
Cara asked getting up and twirling around so she could lift her tail up to show him.
“I have wings, too. Aren’t they beautiful?”
Trelon’s dragon gave a low growl as he watched his mate twist around and lift her tail to him in an innocent invitation to mate. When she spread her wings out, he took an aggressive step towards her. He wanted his mate and he wanted her now. Trelon reached out and nipped Cara’s tail gently. She squealed and pulled it away trying to tuck it under her as she turned to face Trelon.
“
Hey, why did you do that? You might mess my tail up!”
Cara said in surprise. It wasn’t until she looked in his eyes that she stumbled backwards a couple of steps.
“
Are you horny? Now?”
Cara asked in disbelief.
“I’m a dragon! You can’t be horny with me being a dragon!”
“
Oh, yes I can. My dragon wants to fuck his mate.”
Trelon said, his eyes beginning to glow at the thought of being totally sated for the first time in his life.
“
But, you might mess up my scales!”
Cara argued.
“And, I want to fly some more so just tell your horny self to take a cold shower for a little while. I want to have fun.”
“
Oh, this will be fun and I promise not to mess you up to much.”
Trelon growled out in a wickedly deep voice.
“I want you now.”
He said as he lunged for her.
Cara gave a short scream and did what she does best now –flew away. Turning quickly, she ducked under Trelon’s outstretched mouth feeling his hot breath as he tried to grab her and dove off the edge of the cliff. Trelon’s roar of outrage echoed in the early morning as he watched his tiny mate disappear over the edge. He charged after her leaping off the cliff face and opening his wings. His heart flew to his throat as he watched her small body heading for the rocks far below. At the last minute, she opened her wings and flew through the spray of water that crashed up as it struck the rocks. He could hear her coughs of joy as she pushed down with her wings to get lift. Symba had stayed above watching her warrior and his dragon chase their little mate. Shifting into a Werecat, she settled down in the grass and closed her eyes. Even she was a little exhausted from trying to keep up with the tiny buddle of energy that was their mate. For just a little while, Trelon and his dragon could watch over the tiny human/dragon that had come to mean so much too all three of them.
Cara laughed with delight as she soared up and down just centimeters from the surface of the waves. At one point, she even dipped her back legs down far enough to touch the water. She flew along the coast heading in the same direction Symba had taken her the day her and Trelon ended up in the meadow. As she neared the cliffs again, she pushed down with her wings gaining altitude. She saw Trelon out of the corner of her eye. He was coming down at her with his claws extended as if he was going to grab her in mid-air. Just before he reached her, she did a flip and twisted away from him skimming between him and the cliff with mere meters to spare. She snorted at his growl. She popped up over the edge of the cliff and kept climbing until she was high above the ground. She could see the forest laid out in front of her. She flew towards it, swerving, twisting, and moving as fast as her little wings could carry her. Her dragon blew out a line of dragon fire once when Trelon almost caught her making him back off at the last minute.
“
Cara, come to me.”
Trelon roared as he missed catching her again.
Damn but she was fast. Even though he was much larger and more experienced, she picked up on flying amazingly fast. She had made it into the forest now and was darting in and out. Because of his size, he couldn’t follow her all the time and was having to make adjustments as she flew through narrow openings. Once, he almost had her; but, she twisted at the last minute going between two tree branches. He had misjudged the distance because he had been so focused on his prey and found himself stuck between the limbs. Cara had had the nerve to not only laugh at him as he struggled to break free; but, had even had the audacity to fly back to him and run her tongue up his face before taking off again. Trelon pushed and shoved at the thick branches until he was finally able to wiggle free. Pushing up through the canopy, he decided on a different mode of attack. Cara was too small and too fast for him in the dense undergrowth. He needed to get above her and take her by surprise. Trelon broke free and soared into the bright, clear sky. He watched her flying below, darting in and out of the trees like a pro. Up ahead was the meadow where he had made love to her just weeks before. He focused, waiting for just the right moment before he shot straight down, collapsing his wings tightly against his body coming up on Cara in a quick strike designed to capture his prey by surprise.
Cara was busy trying to keep one eye behind her for Trelon and the other one ahead of her so she wouldn't hit any branches. Before she knew it, she was out into the open space of the meadow. Just as she burst through into the opening a dark shadow covered her. Cara tilted her head up and saw Trelon's huge body too late. She twisted hoping to throw him off but he was too fast and too close. The minute she turned exposing her belly, his front legs reached out gripping hers tightly to him. The moment he had a good grip on her he pulled her struggling figure towards him, wrapping his tail around hers and catching her back legs in his larger ones. Trelon used his powerful wings to keep them airborne while he subdued his tiny mate. He chuckled when Cara snapped at him.
“
Now you are mine, mi elila. I have captured you this time and there is no way I am going to let you go.”
Trelon growled in a deep voice filled with desire.
“
But...”
Cara began but her words died suddenly as Trelon's dragon finally claimed his mate.
Trelon felt Cara's surrender all the way to his soul. When he impaled her, his dragon's groan echoed through both of them. He used his powerful wings to gently guide them to the ground. He never let go of Cara, fearing she would try to escape but it seemed her dragon had other ideas. As he lowered them, Cara's dragon opened her wings wide so Trelon could settle her down on her back in the soft purple grass. He released her front and back legs so he could cocoon her tiny body with his larger one. He kept his tail tightly wound around hers, holding them connected as one. His dragon groaned as it rocked gently against its mate.
“
Trelon.”
Cara moaned. She reached up and ran her long tongue along Trelon's jaw, licking him over and over as he rocked against her.
Trelon's dragon lifted his head just far enough so he could expose more of his neck and throat to Cara. The touch of her tongue against his scales caused ripples of fire to course through his veins. He lowered his head again and pushed against hers. He needed to taste her as well. He wanted her scent buried so far in his blood that no matter where she was he would be able to find her. Cara moved her tiny head to the side, exposing her long, delicate neck to Trelon. Her dragon let out a series of small grunts and coughs as Trelon latched onto the exposed length. The force of the connection when he bit down on her caused an explosion inside her. Cara's dragon arched under the more powerful male, gripping him tightly and forcing him deeper as she pulsed around him. Trelon's dragon responded to the female dragon's climax. His huge body stiffening as his own climax overtook him. He released the female dragon's neck as he spilled his seed inside her, roaring out his claim for all to hear. The roar of the huge male shook the trees causing a wide variety of flying creatures to scatter around the edge of the meadow. As he relaxed, he gently moved off the tiny dragon under him. Trelon's dragon was reluctant to release his mate. He slowly let go of her tail and moved just far enough for her to roll over onto her belly. His big body stayed close enough to touch her and once she had curled up onto the grass with her wings tucked to her sides, he lowered his own body down onto the grass next to her and wrapped one of his huge wings around her, pulling her against him.