Authors: A McKay
She continued on but the thing that kept buzzing in his head was
“Stop Slade, stop before it is too late, She is a dragon, you are man.”
“The short story is that is how I came to the island with him. The land was bare, and so we hiked and found the ancient kingdom that had crumbled.” Her face seemed to grow heavy, “We thought it would be funny to act like I was queen and so I sat in the throne one day, and he bowed down to me, that’s when a stone guard appeared and the guard bowed down right away as well.”
Slade looked at her hard, for he knew what she was going to say next.
“We didn’t know why but, figured it would be fun to have a servant. So we continued. Days became weeks, and then a year had passed. The guard told them of the prophecy, and they believed she was the true queen. You would be surprise how fast news goes around among us. Well two decades later, I am here and you are there.” She looked at Slade waiting for him to say something.
“Are you saying you’re not that queen?”
She stared at him, he was waiting for her to attack him on saying that, but it never came. Her eyes heated in anger, but she didn’t scream, she didn’t attack, she took a deep breath. Then she spoke probably the hardest word of her life, “Yes, I am a fake queen, but if I get the gates opened to the other side well that will change then.” Slade had to give her credit, she wasn’t the real deal, but she was still trying to serve her people the best that she could. That was why she wanted to come; she needed to make herself worthy, like he needed to kill the Sanctum.
Slade was about to push the conversation further but something in her eyes told him not to push it any more. He lay down next to the fire, not knowing if Phoenix would go to sleep again or not. The sun just started to rise. “I think you are the one,” he said before the activities of the night stole his energy and his eyes closed.
***
He woke up, the sky was blue, the birds were chirping, and Phoenix was missing. Slade got up quicker than he should have, hitting his head on the rock above him as he made his way out of the cave. He went by a tree and watered it with what the morning brought every man. After getting his clothes, back on he could see Phoenix sitting on the ledge looking over the valley below. Taking his time checking the plain cave to make sure he didn’t forget anything; he walked down to where she was sitting. A great thinker would even been proud of the concentration she gave to the valley below them.
“Let’s go,” He said, almost regretting it as Phoenix jumped almost slashing him to death with her whip.
“Where should we go, my brother knew where to go, I just followed.” She had tears in her eyes.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to, but,” she cut him off will a hand wave.
“I cannot smell them anywhere near. There is no trail that led from the village.”
“You did burn the village down”
“I don’t have another clue to where they would have gone.”
“Gargan said that our blood would open the gate, would Zach’s blood be strong enough alone.” Phoenix shook her head, “Then they need me, they probably have a camp set up by the gate.”
“Well, probably to bait us to them, if it is your agency they know what we want.”
“Or,” Slade noticed his finger now going up like Zach’s would when he had an idea. “She thinks he is going to be able to open it.” Then the next part hit me, “She will be pissed when his blood is not strong enough.”
Slade almost ran into her when she spun around, “I can smell fires. Like camp fires, let go.”
They hiked for hours before they cleared enough distance from the hill that it finally felt like they were off of it. “Phoenix why don’t we fly there,” she had the wings, and she knew where it was so it made sense to just change into her form and go Slade thought.
“One, because if they see us, the surprise will be taken away and they probably have Zach as hostage,” She didn’t continue her thoughts.
“Usually when you say one, there is something more.”
“Yeah, I don’t know where the smell is directly coming from; I think this is a good direction though don’t you?” She asked walking now an angle away from the path they were on. Slade sighed, but went with her, not feeling like it was a day to argue, and he thought that at first it was a joke.
“Yeah you’re funny,” he looked at her face, and didn’t even see a smirk form. Either he would never play poker against her or “You really don’t know the direction we need to go.”
“This way feels right.” Is all she said leaving him even more worried than he had been this entire time.
* * *
He walked over to the massive stone and took the belt with his kukris off figuring they walked enough for the day. While taking several things off, he wondered what they would start on fire, he just saw brush and some bushes, not any trees near. He watched as Phoenix walked to a bush the size of the Jeep. She stepped close to the base of the bush and with one great heave; the entire bush was ripped out of the ground. She tossed the bush at him, making him have second thoughts about their encounters the night before. That soon left his mind when he saw berries in the bush, his stomach rumbling with excitement.
She walked to another bush, he grabbed a Kukri to chop at the bush when a turkey came bolting out from behind the bush, Phoenix leapt back, her hands half changed. Slade almost couldn’t throw his kukri, but it went fair enough to catch the stomach of the turkey, making it drop a couple of yards from where it was hit. He laughed at Phoenix who was staring at it, trying to avoid eye contact with him for she knew he wouldn’t let it go for the greatest of days. She threw another bush and another, until a good mound was formed that would stay lit for the night.
Slade walked back to the bushes that were by each other and started to pick berries off them. He was sure they weren’t the poison ones, but they would find out with the digestion of the delightful little mix color of red and purple berries.
“Can you clean that turkey?” Slade asked Phoenix who was throwing another bush over to the pit, “I think that will be enough for the night.”
“Yeah, probably,” She then walked over to the turkey, where his kukri was still in the bird.
The turkey cleaned, he slowly rotated it over the fire, and used the berries to smother the turkey with it every other rotation. The sweet smell of the berries mixing with the turkey made his mouth water. “Slade, catch,” She threw the now cleaned kukri back to him making it spin in the air, and he caught it by the hilt. The sun was setting perfect over the horizon, the color of the sky changing as it would in the regular world, going from the hot pink to orange as if someone took a highlighter to the sky.
“Now that is beautiful,” Slade said looking at the horizon, enjoying the last bit of the sun before the moon came out to light the ground.
“Yes I agree I can’t wait much longer.” He looked at Phoenix who was staring at the turkey, the sauce bubbling on the skin.
“Down Dragon, this still needs to cook at least another hour.”
All he heard was a growl, and it wasn’t from either of their stomachs but from Phoenix’s chest, which he paused to look at. He let himself enjoy the memory of their previous night. He no longer had to think it was only a dream, now it had happened. He hoped that she wasn’t going to kill him though when they fought the Sanctum and got what she wanted.
He was starting to feel more deeply for her, which scared the shit out of him. He looked at her as she was now gazing at the stars. He didn’t know how long he studied her face, her body, and even her wardrobe, while cooking the bird without thinking about it. “Phoenix, what are you thinking?”
“Nothing,” She turned her head to look at him, and he could only smile back at her when she continued to look at him. He knew that her shoulders now carried the world on it, but she needed to know she wasn’t alone; he was there for her at least for now. He was there for Zach, as long as they saved his ass before he did something foolish.
“I think the bird is done.” Phoenix sat up on that announcement and they started in on the bird, not caring how hot the meat was. Phoenix probably never had to worry about burning her hands, but unfortunately, Slade was another species.
She went in first grabbing a leg her hand over the flames that would have surely burned any human flesh, but having tough skin, she just ripped the leg right off the bird. He just stared at her, and then the fire, still trying to figure how he was going to take the bird off the fire.
“What?” She said with a mouth full of turkey. “This is real good; do I have something on my face?”
“No,” he got out of his trance and remarked. “It’s just that the turkey has to be hot, and you have a tight grip on it.”
“Dragon, remember?”
“I remember,” unfortunately Slade thought thinking that soon she would leave him for another.
“This is good,” she said with another bite, “but not enough for me to go back into my dragon form.”
“Not enough food for a dragon,” Slade said still eyeing the bird.
“Come on lover,” she said as she grabbed a piece of white meat and leg from the bird and handed it to him. “Just remember I am supposed to be served food, not the other way around.”
“Now, why would I do that?” He grabbed a piece of meat with his teeth ripping it from the bone, juggling the food in his hands trying to not to burn his skin. They ate the rest of the bird, Phoenix out doing him on the eating part, making him wonder where she put it all, but again there was magic in her blood.
After he ate, he folded his hand across and under his head for support and used it as a pillow again. He closed his eyes and let the crackling of the fire and light flashing through his closed eyelids fill his head. Time left him as he fell asleep.
* * *
Something happened, something felt wrong, something went through the ground. His eyes still were closed, but someone was very close to him. His eyes flew open just in time to see a whip come down, missing him as he rolled towards the fire. He stood up as whip came crashing down again, “Phoenix, what are you doing.”
“You human think can mate with me without consequences!”
The night was still on the land and the fire was still good light, several new bushes were put on the fire about an hour ago. She stood closer to the fire circling him with her hands mostly claws now. Her teeth showing, and her eyes, the eyes were pure hatred.
Slade dodged another attack, moving around the fire. “Phoenix snap out of it, Slade snap out of it,” he yelled out loud hoping this was a dream, but he wasn’t waking. A growl is all he got back from her, before she dove over the fire pinning him to the ground. Slade kicked her off him using momentum to help move the beast that now weighed every ounce her dragon form would. He knew he couldn’t hurt her though, something was holding him back.
He didn’t know if she was trying to fight it or not, but her attacks were very close to connecting with him. If the tips of her whip caught him, he would lose blood for sure if not a limb. Without warning, she leapt into the air, her feet moving connecting with his chest; it felt like multiple cars connected with him as he flew backwards. . The pain shot through him as a boulder broke the fall. He fell to the ground just before the whip hit the stone cracking the massive form in half. Her whip came back, to her, and he knew he was a goner if he didn’t do something.
He didn’t know where he dug it from, but he rose to his feet as the whip was being swung at him, and it seemed be moving in slow motion. His lip bled and the taste seemed to push his adrenaline to the max. The whip moved again and he ran. He moved with the speed of the whip this time, reaching out and letting the whip circle his wrist. He grabbed with his other hand, and her eyes grew large in surprise. Her flames came shooting out, but they seemed to be made of nothing but hot air. His clothes singed, and smoked, but his body took in the heat. He yanked at the whip, which put out the flames and pulled her too him.
She spun around, and in a natural state of mined, from years of training, her arms were behind her back with the whip tying them together. She tried to fight it, but the whip was even too strong for the dragon. He spun her around, and she screamed, not just a warrior scream but also a growl escaped and he could feel the heat building within her throat. He needed to extinguish it the only way he knew how.
His mouth swept down, taking the flames inside his mouth. He felt some of it hit his nose the rest went down his throat like smoke from a cigar. It did not burn him, it just caused a massive erection, and he knew that the only thing he could do was use everything in his power to put an end to this. Her flames kept coming and his kiss got deeper his tongue now joining the flames firing through them as they tried to suck the life from the each other. The blood from his lips was mixing with her flames, and soon he bit hard on her lips in revenge causing them to bleed as well.
He put his leg behind her and he went with her as he tripped her to the ground, they hit the ground hard but he didn’t care, and her flames didn’t lighten up. He pulled back from her, and used the edge of one of the whiptails to slice her dress off. He knew for sure it was a dream now because she was wearing the sexiest lingerie he could have imagined. A black laced bra with panties that matched. He left them alone only pulling the thong to the side with her sex open he stuck one finger in circling it and pumping it back and forth. The flames grew hotter, and every time she moaned, the flames increased by degrees. He left her hands tied behind her back and she arched her sex to him. He whipped his pants off still keeping lip contact, her pussy nice and wet he stuck it straight in. A moan escaped from him and a squeal escaped her mouth interrupting the flames for just a moment. Then the flames were back swirling inside their mouths. He thrusted hard each time putting great pressure between them with each pump. He kept pumping, her hands behind her back elevated it higher up with him invading her deepest parts. He didn’t have a sense of time, but his shaft started to pulse harder, he gave one more thrust and pumped feeling the explosion from himself and hers as they climaxed together. He pulled his head back from her mouth, as the fire died her eyes opened. They weren’t colored anymore, he rolled to her side, and he could feel his energy drained. The sun was just starting to rise, and he stared at her eyes and both of their eyes closed together.