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Chapter Seventeen

Elena

I hummed into the pillow. My legs and thighs were achingly sore. Not the typical soreness that I usually have, but more from exertion. I didn’t dare open my eyes because I didn’t want to wake up from this dream.

I slept with Anaki, a dragon. And he was for sure a dragon because he had two dicks, crazy lizard eyes and a magic tongue. I moaned and stretched. The blankets and pillows piled around kept me warm.

Throughout the night, Anaki woke me two more times, once with his head between my legs and another time with my stomach resting on pillows, and he plowed me from behind. I didn’t mind it, didn’t say a word. Nope, I screamed his name over and over again.

He had some stamina, and I think he would have gone for a third time, but exhaustion took over when he tried to spoon fuck me. I groaned and begged for five more minutes’ rest.

While I didn’t have the usual chronic pain, my fatigue had taken over. I don’t normally stay up late or have rigorous sex.

Not until him .

I just hoped my pain stays away, and hopefully, the fatigue would get better soon.

Birds chirped outside, and a soft breeze brushed my face. I groaned again, wishing I could purr like a cat at how comfortable I was. This bed was nice, even though it was huge. I felt myself wrapped up in my own little cocoon.

I fluttered my eyes open, my hair was a wild mess on the pillows. I lifted myself up on my arm and gazed around the room, or tent rather, and finally took it in. I never had a moment to check my surroundings in Anaki’s home, because all my thoughts, desires and wants were on him last night.

The bed was massive. It was several California King mattresses pushed together.

Layers upon layers of plush pillows and luxurious blankets covered them.

Expensive materials, silk, cashmere, and other soft fabrics in rich hues of navy, purple, and blue, adorned every inch of its surface.

When I looked around, I realized we were in a large tent inside the cave.

It felt like a cozy home nestled within the cold stone walls.

Ornate golden lanterns brightened the space. They were suspended from the ceiling with delicate gold chains and cast a warm golden glow throughout. The mood of the room was romantic and well-lived in.

On the other side, there was furniture; old, expensive-looking furniture with fancy wood carvings and velvet cushions.

It all made it look like a sitting area.

I sat up fully, smelling something wonderful coming deeper within the cave.

I grabbed the blanket next to me, feeling the soft texture under my fingertips, and wrapped it around me.

I didn’t even want to find my clothing. There was no point with all the blankets strewn across the massive bed. I’m pretty sure he ripped them up anyway.

As I wrapped the blanket around my body, I took in a deep breath. I don’t know what I was looking for, detergent? His scent?

Anaki didn’t have on cologne, but his own wonderfully crisp, clean scent that I wanted to drink. It was embedded in the blanket I held, and I kept it to my nose. My lungs expanded to take it in, and I felt the tingle in my body, which went straight down to my toes.

I was in such big trouble with this dragon. He wanted to raise my kid as his own. He said that Luis was his son. Who does that a few days after meeting them?

Did he know I would become a pile of goo for him? I almost completely accepted him after saying such things. Because no man would have ever accepted me. People talk . I got from the outside that my life looked like a handful, and I guess it was.

Since choosing the wrong guy, given what Luis’ father did to me, I haven’t wanted to take the risk. The men here, though, they seemed nice despite most of their appearances.

Anaki was the best-looking one. He would always be the better-looking one. It was his kind eyes that drew me in.

I think that was why I caved when he looked down at me at the bar. They were so pleading, begging me to accept him. I knew that same feeling. I’d wanted to be accepted for so long, for someone to love me, and to find my place.

I had just made some mistakes in my youth.

But, because of those mistakes, should I make Anaki suffer for it?

I stepped off the bed, and my foot landed on the patterned carpets. The entire room had a bohemian vibe I absolutely loved. All it needed was some music playing in the background to complete the vibe.

I trailed back to the back of the cave, and it curved to the right where the scent was coming from. The tent followed the curve, as though Anaki had tried to create walls within the cave, instead of looking at the bare rock.

I called out, “Anaki?” and tilted my head to the side before I rounded the corner .

The sounds of pots and pans clanged, and I jumped at the sound. “I’m okay!” he said in a panic. He came around the corner with four plates, all balanced on his arms. It was impressive and I stared at him in shock, with all the food that sat on them. “I made breakfast!”

Anaki was bare-chested, and around his waist was the equivalent of a male sarong. It was navy blue with gold chains around his hips. My gaze fell upon the chain around his waist, the dips and curves of his Adonis belt, and his very defined abs.

I wanted to hide my stomach right away because I knew I was less than perfect, but after he said he wanted to breed me last night, it made me turn my mind around real quick.

My pussy was gonna cry.

I cleared my throat. “Are you feeding a small army?”

Sausages, eggs, bacon, fruit, biscuits, and pancakes littered the plates. I knew I wouldn’t eat that much, but I’m pretty sure I knew who might. I mean, I might eat a sausage later.

Anaki’s nostrils flared, and he looked down at my body. I was only wearing a blanket, no way to see the curves of my body, but that didn’t stop him from looking.

“Sorry to leave you in bed. I know you wanted to rest. My dragon was restless, so I thought preparing you breakfast would calm him.” His shoulder brushed by me, just to touch me, and like a helpless puppy, I followed him to the massive bed on the floor.

“We are going to eat here? Not at a table?”

He juggled the plates in his arms and set them down on trays by the corner of the bed.

He did it so effortlessly. One thing I found drastically different about Anaki, and the rest of the Iron Fang that I’d had met so far, was that he was graceful.

His movements were fluid, purposeful, and calculated.

Not once have I seen him trip or drop anything.

It made him an excellent dancer and bartender.

Once Anaki was finished arranging the food, he reached up, waiting to grab my hand.

“Come on, mama, let's get you fed. I wore you out last night.” The corners of his lips twitched, and I groaned when I finally took his hand to sit down beside him.

Instead of sitting down on the mattress, he pulled me into his lap, and I squeaked when he nestled my backside right near his already hard dicks.

“Do those things ever go down?” I asked.

“Not since finding you. Now hush and let me feed you.”

I rubbed my forehead with my hand. “Why do you need to feed me? I can do it myself.” I tried to take the fork away from him, but he wouldn’t let me. “Nuh, huh. I do it. My dragon demands it. It shows that we can provide for our female.”

My nipples hardened when his other arm wrapped around my waist. Why did this primitive talk sound so hot? “E-excuse me?”

“Listen, love. Now that you are understanding how serious I am about us,” —he waved the fork with the half-cut strawberry between us— “you are going to have to let me take care of you. My dragon is an animal, with courting rituals, he has to do certain things to keep his claws in you, just like if you were another dragon shifter.”

My mouth dropped. “What?”

He took his hand and pressed my mouth closed. “Love, there is a lot to explain.”

Anaki

I didn’t know where to begin with Elena. I wanted to do everything with her. She was my soulkin, she was my heart, my light out of the darkness .

While I still had nightmares of my past, they weren’t so bad when I woke because she was there in the dim light of the overhead lanterns. When I wrapped my arm around her, my body stirred with desire, and I had to take her then and there.

She didn’t seem to mind when I spread her thighs and woke her with pleasure. I didn’t know what I had been missing all those years. I had taken myself in hand many times before I had lost my first mate, but having it sheathed in Elena was… fucking earth-shattering.

Even with the romps of pleasure through the night, I was still stuck in memories of my past. I don’t know if the brothers of the club experience the same; we don’t talk about our dreams, but mine used to be so vivid, full of the rejection, and felt like it was just yesterday.

Even if it has been close to a hundred years.

His tanned skin, bright, white hair, and blue eyes made him different, a rare gem that every dragon wanted to behold. I thought I was so lucky to have found him and that he was mine. I used to think he was stunningly beautiful. And his dragon? Magnificent!

After seeing Elena, and her being in my arms, he was just a faded gem now. A pebble not worth having in the hoard. The nightmares I still had weren’t of him rejecting me, but what I had done after, where I still held my guilt.

When I was close to Elena, I could fall back to sleep, when normally I could not.

When I was inside her, she granted me the euphoria that I had always craved.

To be near my soulkin, to be wanted, cared for.

I craved touch, and having been denied for so long, I just wanted to soak myself in her, bathe in her scent and arousal, so that I would always have it with me.