Page 22 of Protecting His Treasure

Chapter Five

“Kaede?”

“I’m fighting it,” he said through clenched teeth, but didn’t stop thrusting.

She started to say something else, but paused when he hit it just right. It felt too good to complain. But seriously, was she about to have a dragon dick inside of her? That wouldn’t be right, would it? Of course not. That was beastiality. Beastiality was wrong. It was a crime. It was a sin. But he was her mate…. Fuck that! It was wrong.

“Kaede,” she groaned. “You can’t shift while we’re fucking.”

“I won’t. I’m trying not to.”

“Why is your beast taking over?”

“The pull of the full moon.”

“Tonight’s not the full moon.”

“I know. But it’s close. So close that it’s affecting my dragon.”

It was affecting his dick too. “You won’t be able to stay inside of me if you get any bigger than this.”

Those were words she never thought she’d utter. Was this really happening? Her mind was screaming for her to run away from King Big Dick from the land of big dick warriors. But her body was already coming again. Her walls clenched his cock tighter. At least he hadn’t shifted.

At least she was still dealing with a regular dick and not a dragon dick. Another scream of pleasure ripped from her throat. The figurine on the nightstand next to the bed shattered. The lights above them flickered. Sparks flew. A sizzling sound was heard seconds before they were plunged into darkness.

Yet, her mate continued fucking her. The sheets rose up around them. Wait. No. It wasn’t just the sheets rising. It was them also. They were floating above the bed. They were having sex as they floated above the bed. She couldn’t make this shit up if she tried. But her dragon didn’t have the ability to make them float. So, this was all her. She was causing them to float.

“Kaede,” she whispered.

“It’s the pull of the coming full moon. It’s going to affect you too,” he told her.

So that’s why her magic was out of control. That’s why she was fucking in the air without falling. A sane being would put an end to this. Not her mate and her. They kept going. Eyes adjusting to the darkness, she stared down at her hands. They weren’t resting against anything, yet, they appeared to be pressed against something invisible.

She could feel the energy of it. It was her magic. Her hands were resting on the energy of her magic that was causing them to float above the bed. This was blowing her mind as her mate was blowing her back out. What was going on around them wasn’t bothering him at all. Kaede gripped her hips as he pushed into her, sinking his cock deeper into her.

Fuck it. If he wasn’t worried, she wouldn’t be either. Ignoring the weirdness taking place, she closed her eyes as pleasure washed over her. His guttural sounds meshed with her moan and groans. It was a good thing no one could hear them because if they could, they’d probably call the police. Or, maybe animal control.

Well, neither, because those things didn’t exist on this plane. Right now, the only thing that existed was her, her mate, and the pull of the coming full moon. If this was what it felt like before the full moon even arrived, she was both scared and excited to see what would happen when they were faced with the real thing. Kaede slammed into her again

“I’m sorry, mate,” he growled. “Don’t mean… to be…so….rough.”

She liked it. She would tell him that, but the sex was making it hard for her to put letters together in a way that made sense or made a word. He wouldn’t understand her if she said, “uh, ah, oh, gu, yu.” That meant, “keep going, I’m loving it.” She couldn’t talk, but she could moan.

That seemed to be the one thing she couldn’t stop doing. It was embarrassing how loud he had her moaning. His thrusts began to lose their rhythm. They became more frenzied. His breaths came in gasps. Her hips jerked, body readying itself for what was about to happen.

Another orgasm tore through her as he roared her name, pushing into her again and again until every drop of his seed was seated inside of her. Seriously, how many orgasms could one witch have in one night? If death by orgasm was a thing, her mate would soon be saying RIP to Sinclair Rose.

The obituary would read, she lived a good life. She was a great witch. When life threw her lemons, she made lemonade. Except for when she was on the Frostlands plane. Then she searched for a lemon substitute and made a version of lemonade. She was a good sister, daughter, friend, and eventually a good mate.

And she died doing one of the things she loved most, being loved on by her mate. Their bodies trembled for a long time. And then the tremors were replaced with a sinking feeling as their bodies were slowly lowered back down to the mattress.

She collapsed onto the mattress, and Kaede collapsed on top of her. Though, the trembles had ceased, their breathing had not returned to normal. Despite that, Sin still had a lot to say and tried to talk anyway.

“That was…” She took a deep breath.

“I’m sorry,” her dragon uttered.

“It was…”