Page 23 of Matched By the Dragon

Durin stopped kissing my throat and thrusting into my fist. He took my face in his hands and pressed his forehead against mine. He was all I could see or smell and that was okay. That was safe. He was safe.

“I’m not going anywhere, mate. Nothing short of death could drag me away from you,” he whispered. “I am here by your side now and will be until fate decides that one of us must leave Earthside. Whatever comes, I am here and I am staying here.”

He kissed my forehead when he finished speaking. His words washed over me like a warm wave determined to carry my stress and anxiety away. Sure, they’d both be back later because it took years to overcome some traumas, but for that moment, I was happy and safe and I wanted him. I wanted him not just there with me, but inside me. I wanted his voice playing off in my head and his emotions trickling onto me even when we weren’t in the same space. I wanted him for all the days of my life and all my future lives. Whatever I knew when we were in the Other World when I chose him to be my mate still held true. It was some indescribable quality he had. Something that woke me up and soothed me at the same time. He was coffee and a warm blanket. Tea and a thunderstorm. Mostly he was just mine.

He kissed me again and I lost myself to his hungry mouth and his hard dick throbbing against my palm. Somewhere during all the kissing someone stole my pants and then his. Still, we kissed more and more. We kissed until our lips were swollen and a little sore from the pressure, but I couldn’t stop kissing him. It was as if he were my oxygen and I smothered every time the kiss broke.

“Will you make love to me now? Make love to me and claim me?” I asked him, my voice half words and half a needy moan.

“I love you,” he said and my eyes misted over again. I kissed him one more time as I lead his naked cock toward my omegahole.

“We leave kids up to fate?” I asked as I rubbed him against my slick hole, teasing both of us.

“Yes,” he growled the word as a shudder passed through him above me. “Yes, please.”

He thrust forward and the thick head of his cock probed into my body. I bit my lip adjusting to the delicious stretch that I hadn’t felt in too long. I hadn’t ended up pregnant with twins by not enjoying having my brains fucked out, after all. I held tight to him as he rocked his hips, feeding himself into me inch by glorious inch. I slid my hands down his back and cupped his ass cheeks, urging him to give me more – to give me everything he had because I needed all of him. He gave me all that and more.

As our bodies found the rhythm between us, he brushed against every nerve ending inside me. It was as if losing myself to the fullness of his thrusts brought me back to life. As if being with him like this made me want more. Maybe we’d go out again next weekend. Maybe we’d leave the house once in awhile now. Maybe we’d take the cubs on vacation. Maybe--- Oh, hell, I’d go just about anywhere with him and trust him to get us all there and back in one piece. I’d trust me too. Something about Durin made me trust myself more. I’d chosen him in the Other World after all and one good choice often led to another, right?

Durin nuzzled into my neck as our bodies thrust and rocked together seeking out the warm, spreading pleasure growing between us. He kissed across my shoulder, finding my swollen claiming gland with ease as if he put it there himself once upon a time. He kissed the taut skin, and I shivered at the touch of his swollen lips.

All alphas and omegas had claiming glands – at least one. It was becoming semi-common to have more than one or at least the public heard about it more often. The gland held the magic of our true-mate bonding put together a long time ago when we chose each other while we were merely souls in the Other World. To exchange the claiming vows, true-mates exchanged bites and licked up all the clear magical fluid inside each other’s glands. That clear magical fluid held just enough of our current life memories to make us feel less insane about loving someone we only just met. Only, Durin and I had known each other for a few weeks now. Though, in some ways it felt as if he’d been here with us since the beginning.

“Claim me, mate,” I whispered to him as he kissed and licked my claiming gland.

He licked over my claiming gland one more time before one of his bear’s sharp canine teeth elongated from his mouth. The bite was quick and sharp, the borrowed bear’s tooth disappearing as soon as its job of breaking through the gland was done. Then it was his human teeth in my skin as his tongue lapped up the clear magical fluid. It flooded into his mouth, delivering my memories. Memories I couldn’t see, but he already knew about the worst times of my life. His hips still rocked, sliding his dick in and out of me while he drank down my life in bite-sized chunks personally curated for him by our true-mate response.

When my claiming gland ran dry, he kissed me hard. I hoped whatever the magic showed him didn’t traumatize him too much. My life had shaken enough screws loose for both of us. He stroked my hair as our hips rocked together and our tongues danced between our mouths.

“Bite him!” my bear growled into my thoughts, and I pulled away from the kiss to pull Durin closer to me. I grabbed an extra pillow to prop my head up and found his gland there on his trap. It was big and squishy like it was stuffed with a lot of memories. I kissed his gland and licked it, reveling in the salty taste of his skin. His heart beat against my chest in time with mine as I borrowed my bear’s tooth to break through the skin of his gland and lay my claiming bite that bonded us together for the rest of our lives.

The fluid gushed into my mouth, tasting like coffee and hazelnuts. Hell, even the taste of his memories were sweet. His life flashed before my eyes. So much Hemlock Mountain – hunting and hiking. His parents and siblings. His friends and then a burst of yellow and pink light when he met Liza. I already knew she was beautiful from the way he talked about her. She was a tall woman, almost as tall as him, with long auburn hair and vivid green eyes. She had a smile that really lit him up inside and that happiness he felt radiated into me. It was as if somehow her warmth and love for life reached out through space and time to wrap me up inside itself. I hoped if she knew we were together now that she was happy for us. Jac too. Maybe they could hang out together in the afterlife. My eyes misted over but I licked up the clear magical fluid as it ran in rivulets and streams over his skin.

Then came Liza’s diagnosis and her long, slow road to her door of life and death. He wasn’t alone. Her family was there all warm and cozy too. She was loved not just by Durin but by her family and friends. And then came the day she was gone. It was darker and then eventually came the drop. I didn’t see the memory as much as I felt it. That single step Durin took off the cliff and the plunge. The tormented grief battling regret in those few seconds where he couldn’t change anything and could only plunge toward the jagged rocks below. Then he was snatched out of the air by Star. Terror and relief fought for control in his belly. Still, Liza was dead and what was the point?

Then the temple. Then me running away from him and everything inside his head exploded with that same pink and yellow light like sunrise painted the world just for him as he climbed up to find me and the cubs inside the cave. Through his eyes, I looked just as radiant as Liza did. Just as alive and loved and deserving of the whole world. Tears streamed down my cheeks as I lapped up the very last drop of the sweet, clear magical fluid.

I kissed him hard, unable to find the words for what I’d just seen. Only I didn’t need to speak. Our claiming vows had opened our mating link and he’d seen it too. Now, he felt my emotions just as I felt his. I rolled him over onto his back and slid back onto his dick. I had emotions to work out and burn off and what better way than riding on his dick to do that? I braced my hands on his chest and he gripped my hips as I rode him.

With our emotions charged and rumbling it didn’t take me long to ride along the edge of orgasm. My nails dug into his chest, leaving behind crescent marks in his flesh. He growled his pleasure, he was close too. Our pleasure mingled together over our mating link until I couldn’t tell what came from me and what originated within Durin. It didn’t matter. It wasn’t mine or his anymore. The pleasure was ours.

I rode harder, my movements growing frantic as the need to cum with him overtook my mind and body. Inside his inner sanctum my bear growled and roared. He was with Durin’s bear now and they were just as close as we were. A roar tore from inside me as I came, making a mess of Durin’s belly and chest as the proof of my pleasure shot out of me in warm sticky streams.

He gripped my hips tighter and pumped up into me. He was close to losing control. So fucking close. Even as my mind reeled from waves of pleasure, I rode him as his dick twitched inside, begging for relief. I squeezed him tight, roaring as the near sensory overload of the pleasure riding back and forth between us. Then he exploded in warm sticky streams inside my body. We kept moving until there wasn’t another drop of pleasure to work out of either us.

I collapsed next to him panting but content. Part of me felt as if I could fly and the other part of me felt like I had run a marathon in the hour we’d been alone in the room. Maybe I had. I’d seen his whole life, confessed my love and my fears, and performed the ancient magic of the claiming vows.

We lay there panting together in post-coital glow. Yeah. I was definitely going to have more kids if every time with him felt this good.

Eventually, we were rested enough to shower and that only brought on a second round of romping. This time with me pressed up against the shower wall while Durin held my dick in his hand and buried himself over and over inside my still slick omegahole. Only then did we manage to actually clean up.

We’d barely gotten back in our clothes when I glanced at the baby monitor. Before we got into the shower both of the boys were curled up together sound asleep. Now the crib was empty.

“Shit!” I swore under my breath and started for the door. Durin jumped over the bed and beat me there as something crashed further into the house. Then a second crash followed be a little snarl. I was too in my body to stop my bear from bursting out of me and Durin was out of the door before I completed the shift. Once I was on four paws, I followed on his heels.

As we neared the kitchen, I heard the telltale sounds of my babies chomping down on something. Durin laughed as he slid into the kitchen, grabbing the back of a kitchen chair to stop his feet from sliding across the wet floor. The boys had knocked not one, but two whole watermelons off the table. One, likely the first, hadn’t burst open, but the second one had, covering the floor and everything up to knee height in sticky bits of watermelon and so much watermelon juice.

“A bit of late night hunting, huh boys?” Durin laughed as my heart settled back into its proper place inside my chest. “When they’re done, I’ll clean the kitchen. You bathe them and get them back to bed.”