“So, what am I supposed to do now?” Cara murmured softly to the little gold dragons who were trying to rub against the finger she put out to them. One hopped onto her pointing finger and she brought it up to her mouth and gave it a gentle kiss on its snout.
“I thought he was different. I thought he could really understand me but he is just like all the rest.” She sniffed brushing away a stray tear that coursed down her cheek. The little dragons growled and snapped like they wanted to tear something up. “Yeah, I know just what you mean.”
Cara sniffed again and pulled her shoulders back. “You’re right! It’s not my fault if he is such a bone-head. I am who I am and if he can’t accept it; well, just too bad! I don’t answer to him or any other guy. For now on, it’s just you and me. We don’t need them telling us what to do, or locking us up, or d-d-disciplining us!” Cara hiccupped. Symba stood up and shook her massive frame sending little spikes of gold rippling all over her gold body.
Cara leaned down and wrapped her arms around the huge creature hugging it tightly before whispering a soft, “Thank you.”
Suddenly, Symba whipped around and stood in front of Cara, swiftly changing shapes. She became larger than Cara had ever seen her before. Different colors swirled through the gold and she seemed to shake as if warning a predator away. Long sharp claws extended from legs that were suddenly the size of a small tree trunk. Symba’s head narrowed and a long snout filled with teeth the size of steak knives appeared. A mane of lethal looking spikes appeared around her neck and a long tail with additional spikes on the end finished out the transformation. Cara had never seen anything like it before! It was both beautiful and terrifying at the same time. When Cara tried to move around her, the two small dragons immediately flew in front of her shaking their small heads. Cara could feel the warmth from the bands of gold on her arms and she knew that Symba had changed to protect her. From what, she couldn’t see.
Trelon paused at the entrance of the room as a group of six warriors pushed past him in a hurry to leave the dining area. Several were swearing and looking behind them as they left. Looking into the dining area, Trelon knew immediately what had sent them running – his symbiosis was not happy. It wasn’t often that the gentle creatures that made up a symbiosis became agitated but when they did it could have devastating effects on anything in their path.
Trelon entered cautiously. He had seen a glimpse of Cara standing behind his symbiosis before it had moved to block his view. “Cara, little one, I need you to come to me slowly.”
Cara leaned to one side to look Trelon in the eye. “No.” Cara said before she stood back again where he couldn’t see her.
Trelon frowned. “No? What do you mean… no?”
Cara looked around Symba again and replied calmly. “I mean, N…O…no.” and quickly disappeared again.
Trelon’s temper was rising. How dare she tell him no! He was a leader among his people! He was a member of the ruling house! He was her mate! How dare she tell him no!
“Cara, get over here right now!” Trelon said with a growl. He could feel his dragon was getting riled, as well. It wanted her close and wasn’t happy about being unable to see her.
Cara leaned around Symba and put a finger to her lips as if in deep thought. When she looked at Trelon again, he knew something bad had happened. She didn’t look any happier than his symbiosis.
“No, I don’t think so.” She said before she disappeared again.
Enough was enough,
Trelon thought with a growl.
If she would not come to him, he would go to her and when he caught her he was going to spank her ornery, little behind until it was a nice pink color before he made love to her until she wouldn’t ever think of saying ‘No’ to him again.
Trelon growled in frustration and started walking towards his symbiosis. That turned out to be a big mistake! It was definitely pissed – at him.
“So, how does this thing work? Are all my body parts going to be in the same place after you zap us? What does this button do?” Cara asked pointing to one of the buttons on the console. One of the warriors standing beside her covered the button quickly with his hand looking at her nervously. Undeterred, she moved to the other side of the console and pointed to another button. “Why is that one flashing? Man, I’d love to take this puppy apart and see what makes it tick.” Cara said to another one of the warriors standing behind the console in the transporter room.
Trelon watched as Cara moved around the restored transporter room, darting from one side of the console to the other. Every time he tried to catch her, she would turn and go the other way or his symbiosis would step in front of him blocking his path. Trelon and his dragon were at the end of their patience. He was so damn horny for her he felt like he was going to explode! After the incident in the dining area, Trelon had racked his brain trying to understand what had happened. He did not understand why Cara was so angry with him. When he had finally made it back to his living quarters, he found his door sealed. He had used an override code to force it open only to find himself again on the wrong end of his symbiosis. Cara would not even look at him, much less speak to him. He had spent the better part of an hour doing everything he could to get her to listen to him but she had just turned up her music. It wasn’t until his brother Kelan came along with several bottles of wine that he had left her alone in the hopes she would see reason by the time they reached the space port. Much to his distress, she still refused to acknowledge him. What was even worst was his dragon’s reaction. It refused to give him any peace! The clawing and pouting were driving him insane. His dragon insisted if he had breathed the dragon fire into her they would still be in bed and none of this would have happened, it pouted.
Running his hands through his hair, Trelon bit back a roar. When the men in charge of the transporter motioned for him, Cara, his symbiosis, Ariel, and Carmen to stand on the platform to transport down to the planet he had never been so thankful to be home. Maybe now he could get her away from his symbiosis, capture her long enough to complete the mating, and have peace among the three parts of himself again.
Cara acted like Trelon wasn’t there, but she knew every breath he took, every move he made, every ripple of muscle and expression that crossed his face. She was so in tune with him, she felt like she was a part of him. She had tried to sleep a few hours in Trelon’s living quarters but it had been useless as all she could think about was what they had done in the bed. Instead, she spent the rest of the time until they had docked with the space port in orbit around Valdire working on all the things she had taken apart. Trelon’s living quarters was now back to its original neatness, with a few modifications here and there. Cara had thought long and hard during the long hours while she worked. She wanted Trelon. She wanted him very badly. But, she needed him to accept her for who she was. She knew first-hand what it was like to try to change into something she wasn’t. Hadn’t she tried that with Darryl and her dad and her Uncle Wilfred and at the boarding school? She had been absolutely miserable until she accepted she was who she was. That decided, she was determined to fight for Trelon but that didn’t mean she going to make it easy on him either. If he wasn’t willing to fight for her too, then maybe they weren’t meant to be. Trelon had tried to come in a few times and she had made sure his symbiosis wouldn’t let him as she needed the time to get her thoughts in order. He had banged on the outer door yelling, threatening, pleading, and finally begging but Cara had been determined to ignore him. She was surprised he had dared try to approach her after what his symbiosis had done to him in the dining area.
Cara still blushed as she remembered Trelon’s face when his symbiosis attacked him. It didn’t hurt him. She had known that right away as it sent her images of what it was going to do but she couldn’t help but feel a little sorry for him. He definitely didn’t expect to find himself hanging upside down from the ceiling wearing little more than his tattered pants to cover him. Cara had escaped as a swarm of little dragons erupted from Symba in a furious storm, snapping and shredding his clothing. Symba’s images had assured Cara that she wouldn’t harm him, just make him understand that hurting Cara was not an option. Small little bits of gold had nipped at anyone who tried to get him down for a good twenty minutes. It wasn’t until his brother Zoran had come in and roared that the little dragons had scattered to re-emerge with Symba’s body. By then, Cara was safely locked in up Trelon’s living quarters.
Cara started when Ariel came over and touched her shoulder. “You okay?” She asked softly, looking worriedly at Cara.
“What? Oh, yeah… just miles away is all.” Cara responded with a forced smile.
“Don’t worry.” Ariel said as she walked with Cara towards the platform. “We’ll figure out a way to get home.” Carmen came up silently on the other side of Cara and nodded shooting glares at all the males in the room.
Cara just nodded sliding a glance at Trelon who was staring at her grimly. “Okay.”
Trelon’s eyes flashed with fire at Cara’s response. He had heard the other female’s comment about finding a way back to their planet. He would never let Cara go. She was his! His dragon growled low.
Theirs
, it reminded him fiercely.
Theirs
, Trelon corrected. She was theirs and they would never let her go. Trelon turned and nodded to the men behind the transporter console to begin transport.
Soon
, he promised his dragon,
soon.
Trelon moved quickly once they were planet side. Before Cara even had a chance to take a step, he moved over to her sweeping her off her feet and over his shoulder. Ignoring the angry yells behind him, Trelon moved quickly down the platform and headed for the door.
“What do you think you are doing?” Cara squealed.
“Hey, let her go!” Ariel yelled.
“Son-of-a-bitch!” Carmen cursed.
Both women moved down the platform to follow Trelon but Trelon had already growled out a warning to his other two brothers who had come to meet Zoran and his mate. Mandra and Creon moved to intercept the two females. Trelon heard a loud growl followed by a crash but didn’t turn around.
“What are you doing? Put me down, you…you…bully!” Cara yelled, thumping Trelon on the back. “Symba! Help!” Cara screamed as Trelon moved with dizzying speed through one corridor after another.
“My symbiosis will not help you now.” Trelon growled out deeply. “I had it transported outside of the palace. It will not be able to hide you from me.”
Cara was furious. This wasn’t what she was planning at all. Of course, she hadn’t really had much of a plan at the moment but she just knew one would come to her. She had been shocked and excited when Trelon had grabbed her and tossed her over his shoulder. Yeah, it was a little Neanderthal, but damn if it wasn’t a turn on!
Trelon took a deep breath and groaned as he scented Cara’s arousal. She might be mad at him but she still wanted him, too. He moved through the palace ignoring all the stares he was receiving. His only focus was to get Cara to his living quarters and in his bed as soon as possible. He was so hard, his pants were chaffing his cock and his dragon was pushing against his skin in excitement. He would finish the mating. He had no choice.
“Trelon! You’re back!” A feminine voice called out hurrying towards them. Cara tried to lift up enough to get a glimpse of the person behind the voice but Trelon didn’t even slow down as he opened a large door.
Cara gasped when Trelon slammed the door shut in the face of the woman and flicked the lock. “That was very rude!” She said breathlessly.
Trelon ignored Cara’s comment and headed for his sleeping quarters. He slammed and locked the door to it as well; determined to put as many obstacles between Cara and escape as he could. Striding over to his huge bed, he dropped her onto her back.
“Remove your clothes.” Trelon said hoarsely. “Now.”
Cara’s breath flew out of her as she hit the soft covers of the bed. Looking up startled, she saw Trelon standing over her with his hands clinched at his side. Soft scales of black with hints of blue and gold were rippling over his arms and up his neck. His eyes were a deep, dark gold with narrow slits of black where his pupils were.
“Cara, remove your clothes now or I will.” Trelon repeated, his voice growing deeper with need.
Cara nodded as she reached for the end of her T-shirt with trembling hands. Trelon’s groan was all the notice she got before he reached down to grip the front of it and ripped it in two. Cara’s hands flew out to grab Trelon. She wrapped them around his neck and slammed her lips to his in a desperate kiss. Cara wanted, needed Trelon right then and there. Pulling at his shirt, she tried to find the fastenings to get it off so she could feel his skin. Trelon formed a claw and ran it between Cara’s skin and her bra, slicing through the material as if it were butter. He slid the remnants of Cara’s shirt and bra from her body and moved down to her pants.
“Cara.” Trelon breathed desperately into her neck. “I need you so much.”
“Naked. Now.” Cara said as she pulled away just far enough to unfasten and slide her pants and panties off. Trelon had removed the rest of his clothes by the time she was able to wiggle out of her jeans.
Trelon came down on top of Cara pulling her hands away from his body and over her head. When Cara struggled to pull free, Trelon growled a warning. He shoved one leg between Cara’s and forced them open. Trelon slid his hand down between Cara’s legs and let two of his fingers slide into her moist channel to make sure she was ready for him. When he felt the slick, hot walls grip his fingers he moaned as the blood surged to his cock and balls. He was so hard his cock was pulsing up and down with need. Sliding a hand under Cara’s lower back, he lifted her enough to align his cock with her wet pussy and drove balls deep into her with a loud groan.