Page 22 of Bound by Fire and Scales (The Dragons of Earis #1)

“I want your knot,” I almost came again when the little minx opened up her legs and presented herself to me, her hazel eyes never leaving mine as she propped herself up on the pillow behind her, her fingers spreading her swollen pussy lips, inviting me, daring me, tempting me.

In an instant, I was on her, my body pressing against hers with raw need. She chuckled softly, amused by my urgency, as if she reveled in seeing me lose control. No one had ever made me feel like this before, so primitive, so close to the edge that my dragon stirred, eager to take over.

My lips tracked her with intensity, claiming her soft pink mouth between mine, biting and sucking her lower lip desperately. I needed her. I needed to be inside of her. I groaned, feeling her nails carving into my skin, pushing my body harder against hers, while she tried to press herself against my hardness.

She was so wet already, stuffed with my seed and her juices, she was more than ready to take me. I thrusted my cock deeper into her until I reached the limit, filling her cunt completely as her walls tightened around me, ready to milk me, to take my seed again and arching for my knot that was already threatening to surface again.

“Look at you, such a greedy omega, taking every single inch of me,” I groaned, watching my cock disappear inside of her glistening pussy and I felt her squeezing me harder, forcing myself deeper inside of her.

“You’re taking me so well, Sabrina, such a good omega,” I whispered against her ear, gently biting her earlobe and eliciting a soft, breathy moan from her. Her moans were like the fuel, each gasp driving me deeper into a frenzy of lust.

The way her body responded, arching and shivering under me, the way her delicious tight cunt gripped me into the depths of her warmth, only heightened the fire within me. Every gasp and whimper from her spurred me on, made it impossible to hold me back.

My hands gripped her hips, hardening my pace as I brutally drilled into her. I felt her velvety walls contracting more and more around me, hinting at how close she was to reaching her climax. I could feel myself losing control of my dragon. I let my claws slip out, rasping against the soft silk skin of her hips, making her moan loudly.

“Zeph—oh Gods!” she moaned, thrashing her head back, offering her neck to me.

I groaned, fighting my instincts to bite her, to mark her there, to make her officially mine.

I took myself out of her cunt, making her whimper at the loss of my cock, but she didn’t have time to miss it too much. I flipped her over, putting her on all fours on the bed, my hands spreading on her round ass when I entered her pussy from behind, making her scream at my intrusion .

“Aah. Oh fuck!” she cried out. I grabbed her blonde hair into my hands, forcing her body against mine while I mounted her.

“I’m gonna breed this perfect omega cunt so well,” I groaned at her ear, making my way to the soft skin of her neck. “This little cunt is gonna take all of my seed until you’re full of my hatchlings,” I grunted against her skin, while my hips unmercifully slammed into her, giving her all of my cock.

She was a moaning mess in my hands.

Just like a good omega should be.

“Want my knot?” I asked her and when she didn’t answer, I pulled her hair harder, making her tremble. “Answer me, omega,” I ordered, barely able to contain myself. I could feel the head of my cock twitching.

“Please, Alpha, give it to me… Give me your knot!” she cried out, her knees buckled and her whole body shaking with the force of her orgasms. Her pussy walls milking around me, I roared, ready to finish inside of her, to breed that fertile pussy. I slammed my hips against her hard, pushing my cock to the hilt of her core. She screamed again, her pussy pulsing around me.

“That’s it, omega. Cum on my cock,” I said, my hips never stopping.

My pace was brutal, relentless. I was chasing a high that I had never chased before.

“I wanna cum for you, Alpha!” she sobbed. I pushed her body against mine harder, putting her body in an almost sitting position with me holding her captive, giving it to her from behind, grabbing her hair and her neck.

My knot was inside of her in an instant, stretching her tight walls to take me, taking me even further inside of her.

“Alpha, Alpha…!” she moaned, pulsing around me, already cumming and creaming my cock.

“Your cunt is taking my knot so well, stretching so good for me, doing so well, such a good girl,” I praised her, feeling her pussy squeezing and milking me as I thrusted.

My Dragon roared, while my claws marked her hips instead of where I desired to mark. I hammered inside of her, fighting my instincts to bite her neck and make her mine. With a loud roar, I gave a final hard thrust, my knot locked in her cunt and pulsing, letting jets of hot seed deep inside of her womb.

Mine. Mine. Mine.

I had to sink my claws on the bed, ripping the bedcovers and the mattress with the force and the intensity of it all. I could not bite her. It didn’t matter how much my instincts were telling me that I should.

Bite her.

Claim her.

Possess her.

???

The morning light spilled through the window, casting a soft glow across the room, and I watched Sabrina sleep beside me. Her chest rose and fell steadily, her features relaxed in a way I rarely saw. Her long blonde hair spilled around us, giving her an angelic appearance. My gaze traced the lines of her face, the gentle curve of her lips. She looked so innocent and peaceful. But my mind was anything but.

Last night, I’d crossed a line I’d been so damn sure I could keep. I gave her my knot , gave her everything . There was no holding back this time, no keeping that barrier between us. I let myself fall into it—into her—and the moment I did; I knew I wasn’t getting back out.

I knew in my core that she was the one for me.

My mate .

The feeling was so clear, so absolute. I hadn’t felt it for anyone else, not like this, not ever. I could see it, the future we could have, the life we could build together. But the truth twisted in my gut, dark and heavy. I didn’t deserve to have a fated mate, and Sabrina deserved better. She had been treated so cruelly by her own father, using her as nothing more than a sex slave, stripping her of freedom and dignity.

The thought of anyone treating Sabrina like that again made my dragon roar inside me. If it were up to me, she’d never have to fear that again. Not with me. I’d make damn sure she never lost her independence, never had to worry about being controlled or trapped. I wanted her to be my mate, yes, but I could not condemn her to be stuck with me when her mate could still be out there.

I shifted beside her. Last night wasn’t supposed to happen, not like it did. She wasn’t supposed to see that side of me, the side that would give up everything to make her mine. But when I felt her under me, her heat still lingering, her scent pulling me in, all my control shattered. And I didn’t regret it. How could I? For once, I let go of all the restraint, all the caution, and I took her like I truly wanted her.

I leaned back, staring up at the ceiling, trying to quiet my mind. I should tell her how I felt, tell her I wanted her to be more than what we agreed. No. I couldn’t think like that. I wouldn’t. But I also couldn’t keep pretending that I didn’t want more—that I didn’t want her, truly and completely. This was real for me. After last night, there was no coming back from me.

A soft knock on the door pulled me from my thoughts. I tensed, glancing at Sabrina, still peacefully asleep beside me. Reluctantly, I stood and crossed the room, careful not to wake her, before opening the door a crack.

Kislav stood there, his expression grim.

“We need to talk,” he said quietly, his tone leaving no room for argument.

I stepped out into the hall, closing the door behind me. “What is it?” I asked, keeping my voice low.

“The Iceclaws caught a mage infiltrated in their ranks,” Kislav said, his eyes narrowing. “We’ve been interrogating him for hours now, and… we suspect he was responsible for Sabrina’s heat.”

A cold wave of anger swept over me, settling in my chest like ice. Her heat? My mind raced, piecing it together. Sabrina’s sudden heat had been too soon, too intense, but I hadn’t questioned it at the time—too consumed by the pull of her scent. But now, knowing that someone could have manipulated it, forced it upon her…

I clenched my fists, feeling my dragon stir dangerously close to the surface. “Why would a mage target her?” I growled.

Kislav’s gaze darkened. “They think it was part of a larger plan, destabilizing our alliance with the Iceclaws, creating chaos within the ranks. An omega’s heat would distract any alpha, especially you. And if Sabrina was compromised, it would weaken you, maybe even lead to infighting within the clan.”

I bit back a snarl, my blood boiling. Whoever had done this had played us, manipulated us in the worst way possible. They had used Sabrina. The thought of her being a pawn in someone else’s scheme made my vision blur with rage.

“I swear, if that mage laid a hand on her—”

“He didn’t,” Kislav interrupted. “Not directly. But they found herbs and potions. It was subtle, designed to trigger her heat early. She would’ve had no idea.”

My gut twisted. Sabrina had been manipulated, her body turned against her, and I hadn’t even realized. I had been too blinded by my own desires, too caught up in the moment to question anything. “Where is this mage now?” I asked, my voice dangerously low.

“We’ve brought him to the dungeon for questioning. Enrik’s already with him, but we need your input on what to do next.”

I nodded, though my mind was already spinning in a thousand directions. The gryphons. The mages. Sabrina. Everything was colliding at once. And through it all, I couldn’t shake the image of Sabrina asleep in the room behind me, completely unaware of what had been done to her.

I clenched my fists, trying to keep control. “I’m going to see him.”

Kislav nodded. “Zephyr, Sabrina’s strong, but you need to be careful with how you tell her. Heat is when omegas are at their most vulnerable. If she learns that someone manipulated her like that, used her body against her, it’s going to hit her hard.”

I swallowed the tightness in my throat, nodding once before opening the door quietly and stepping back into the room. Sabrina was awake, sitting up in the bed, her eyes sharp with curiosity and a hint of concern.

“Zephyr? What’s going on?”

I ran a hand through my hair, walking closer to the bed, trying to find the words. She looked at me with those eyes that always seemed to see right through me. I sat down on the edge of the bed, struggling with how to say it.

“There’s been… news.” I paused, trying to steady my voice. “The Iceclaws caught a mage between them. They’ve been questioning him, and they think he’s responsible for triggering your heat early.”

Sabrina’s eyes widened, a flicker of disbelief crossing her face. Then anger. I saw her body tense, her fists clenching at the blanket. “You’re saying my heat wasn’t natural?” she asked, her voice low but trembling with emotion.

I nodded, my chest tightening. “They think it was done to distract me. To use you to create chaos.”

She stared at me for a long moment, her expression unreadable. Then, without warning, she threw off the blanket and stood up, pulling on her clothes with sharp, determined movements.

“Sabrina—”

“I’m going with you,” she said, her voice hard, leaving no room for argument.

I stood up, watching her as she strapped on her boots. “You don’t have to. This isn’t something you should—”

“I want to.” Her eyes flashed as she looked up at me. “I want to look him in the eye. The bastard used me like I was nothing but a tool. I need to see him for myself.”

The fire in her voice, the raw determination, took me by surprise. But this was Sabrina. Strong. Fierce. She wouldn’t be satisfied with sitting back and letting others fight her battles. She’d been through enough, endured enough. She wasn’t about to let anyone strip her of her agency ever again.

I nodded. “Alright. But stay close to me.”

She gave me a sharp nod in return, her eyes dark with a fierce resolve. We left the room together, and I could feel the storm brewing around us. Whatever awaited us in the dungeons, I knew one thing for sure: Sabrina wasn’t going to let anyone treat her like she was helpless.