Page 5 of The Ruby Dragon Prince (Omega Fairy Tales #1)

Chapter

Four

Tovey

I had to run. The allure of the magical world I’d danced in and my handsome, brash, slightly terrifying, massively tempting alpha prince were almost too difficult to resist. So alluring that my body had betrayed me by going into heat during that scintillating dance.

Rufus wanted me. He wanted to claim me and keep me. I was shocked to feel just how much I wanted that, wanted him. I wanted to give myself to him in ways that stunned me, but I couldn’t. I had my brothers to think about. I couldn’t bear the thought of escaping into bliss if the five of them were still prisoners of our cruel father.

I did the only thing I could, though I didn’t truly think I’d get away with it. I dashed away from Rufus, dodging through the other revelers to reach the edge of the pavilion. I was surprised he didn’t simply reach out and grasp my arm, holding me to him. His one moment of hesitation had given me the opening to escape that I needed.

But I knew that opportunity wouldn’t last for long.

I tore off my mask as I reached the edge of the magical light surrounding the island and tossed it aside. I was terrified that the bridge leading to our path home was too far away to reach before Rufus caught me, but another bridge rose up from the jewel-like water, helping me to escape.

A tiny voice of reason in the back of my head warned me I wasn’t thinking clearly. The best way to support my brothers was to find them within the pavilion and inform them of the conflicted feelings within me. That was the rational thing to do.

Instead, something deep and primal within me urged me to run. That aching pull seemed to know where I should go. It pushed me on as I almost tripped along the lakeshore, then scrambled on, taking a dim path that glowed red, like rubies were embedded just under the surface of the grass.

I couldn’t ever remember being so hot, even though I’d experienced heat so many times before. My body felt as though it were on fire and slick poured from my fluttering hole. I could feel it stretching and loosening, desperate to be impaled by an alpha cock, my alpha’s cock.

The hungry ache made my limbs heavy and my feet clumsy. I could scarcely draw breath as I pushed myself on. I had to stop, had to turn back and appeal to Rufus to spare me.

I stopped with a moan, sensing Rufus was near, that he’d followed me away from the island. His fiery scent seemed to envelop me, making the urge to strip and present myself to him so strong I nearly wept.

“I know,” I cried as I turned. “I know I cannot escape.”

He was there, just as I knew he would be, striding over the bridge that had appeared for me as if he had all the time in the world. He was so beautiful and appealing that slick gushed out of me like a fountain.

“No, you cannot escape,” Rufus said, his smile managing to be both predatory and sympathetic. “You are mine, love, and it is time you know me.”

I exhaled with confusion before gasping for breath as Rufus began to change before my eyes. He seemed to grow taller, his body thickening and his legs extending. His face elongated as he grew, and when I saw the long, scaly tail push out behind him, I screamed.

Within seconds, instead of my beautiful Rufus standing in front of me, there was a towering, glittering, ruby-red dragon. He unfurled his leather-like wings and stretched his arms like he was proud of his shape and preening.

When he emitted a long plume of fire into the air, like a victory cry or a mating call, I screamed and turned to run once more. I was surprised that my legs could carry me as I darted for the safety of the trees, my mind racing and tumbling with the impossible thing I’d just seen.

The trees zipped past me and the cool of their verdant life felt like a harsh contrast to the fire inside of me. Because even though seeing Rufus transform into a dragon was terrifying, I still wanted him. My body was in complete disagreement with my head and my sense of reality.

Run! I had to run. If I didn’t run for all I was worth now, I might never run again.

But even though I had my brothers and the fate of our kingdom in mind, the racing of my heart and the pulsing need of my womb were excited by the chase. There was only one way it could end, I knew, and as images of all the ways Rufus might take me flashed through my mind, like the begemmed branches of the trees glittering as I pushed them aside and dashed on, that however brave I thought I was, I would submit to him.

I was beginning to flag when one of the vines creeping along the forest floor seemed to snatch at my feet, tripping me. I grunted as I fell, then twisted to look up and behind me as Rufus’s scent grew stronger with alarming speed.

And then there he was. My eyes went wide as I let out a terrified cry. His huge, iridescent, ruby-red shape came thundering down from the deep purple sky and the vibrant green treetops, leathery wings furled.

He landed hard enough to shake the ground only a few yards away from me, then stalked toward me with surprising agility for his size. I knew from the desire in his eyes that he was as excited by the chase as I was.

“Did you think you could get away from me, my sweet?” he asked, his voice booming through the forest. “I can smell you for miles, my ripe omega.”

I tried to get away, but my body trembled and my hole fluttered with desire. The need to be mated was so strong that I rubbed my backside against the grass to stimulate sensation around my hole. As soon as I realized what I was doing, I moaned and tried again to flee, but was too late. Rufus was already over me.

“Oh, no, my gem,” he purred, tracing one clawed finger down the front of my dancing costume, splitting it wide open as though with the finest, sharpest knife ever known. “There is no point in running. You are mine now, and I intend to thoroughly claim you.”

“What…who are you?” I panted, despite knowing the answer.

I glanced down briefly as my tunic fell open, exposing my pale skin and pink, pert nipples. Rufus liked what he saw so much that he made a deep, aroused, growling sound as he studied my body instead of answering.

He wanted more, and with surprising deftness and care, he dragged his claws over my breeches and down my legs.

As if doing his bidding, my clothes dutifully slipped away from my skin, falling to the grass around me and leaving my naked body fully exposed to him. There had to be magic in the way I’d suddenly gone from clothed to naked in only a few seconds, but I would think about that later. In the moment, all I could think about was Rufus the dragon stretched overtop of me, though he seemed to have diminished in size, but not form, until he was only twice as big as me instead of thirty times.

His scales were mere inches from my body, tempting them with their warmth. I wanted to know what they felt like against my heat-sensitive skin. I wanted to know what they tasted like. I wanted to know what a dragon’s cock looked like and what it felt like thrusting deep and hard in me.

The urge to mate, to be bred, was so strong that I moaned with desire and helplessness. I thrust my hips up, my own cock rigid as it lay against my belly, desperate to offer myself as the dragon’s prey.

“You are ripe, my sweet,” Rufus growled. “You want it desperately.”

He raked his claws down my torso possessively, brushing my nipples and sending pleasure through me so acutely that I almost came, despite my fear. Perhaps because of it.

His claws became his hand again by the time it neared my dripping cock, and when I blinked and looked above me, Rufus was a man once more.

He, too was completely naked now, and as he rocked back to kneel astride my closed legs, I drank in the full sight of him. His torso was solid and muscular. The reddish hair that covered him curled as if to suggest the scales that had been there moments before. His shoulders were broad and his waist was trim. And his enormous cock stood out, thick and glistening in front of him.

I cried out with what I’d thought would be fear, but what ended up sounding more like an invitation. I wanted that thick, heavy alpha cock inside me in any way I could get it so badly that I started weeping.

“It’s alright, love,” Rufus said, reaching for me to turn me to my stomach. “We are fated. This will be so good.” He lifted me to my knees and stroked a hand down my spine from my neck to my ass. “My seed will surely take hold at once.”

I gasped. The idea of bearing Rufus’s children felt like the fulfillment of a dream, but it also reminded me that to succumb would mean I’d never see my brothers again, or so I was convinced.

I did the only thing I could think to do and launched myself forward. I used the runner’s pose he had me in to push away and to dash off along the path, hoping and praying that the golden staircase would appear when I needed it.

I heard Rufus rumble with laughter behind me as I sprinted, which only made slick pour harder from my fluttering hole.

“Alright, little omega,” I heard his voice say in my head. “Run. That will only make it sweeter when I catch you.”

I groaned even as I panted and ran for all I was worth. I could feel him behind me, chasing, but letting me think I could get away.

If I couldn’t outrun him, perhaps I could outsmart him.

I dashed to the side, veering into the thick of the forest instead of staying on the path. I was smaller and perhaps more agile than Rufus, so there was a chance I could get away this way.

It was a vain hope and I knew it. As beautiful as the forest was and as surprisingly soft as the ground under my feet turned out to be, as if it didn’t dare hurt my feet on Rufus’s command, I could only run for so long without any idea where I was going. I dodged around trees, but felt Rufus’s presence behind me almost constantly. I switched directions, but still saw him out of the corner of my eyes.

I tried to pick up my pace, but as I reached a small clearing beside a gurgling brook that glowed in the moonlight, red flowers of every description springing up and seeming to turn their heads to me around the edges, Rufus pounced.

He caught me around the waist, lifting me as I flailed and cried. I was so afraid, but the touch of his skin against mine was like magic, and my traitorous cock burst with my first orgasm of that heat while I was still in the air. It felt so good that I moaned and thrust into it.

A moment later, with a sound of possessive victory, Rufus pushed me to the ground, which, again, was as soft as a bed. He shoved my knees apart mercilessly, and before I could make even the slightest attempt to get away, his cock found my hole and shoved in so hard that I screamed.

I was trapped, pinned, and forced. Rufus showed no mercy at all as he fucked the hot, wet channel of my body. I had no say at all in our mating. He took what he wanted, using my body for his pleasure. I’d tried to run, he’d caught me, and now I was paying the price.

And it was glorious!

I wept and moaned with pleasure as he held my head into the fragrant grass with one hand and gripped my hip hard enough to leave bruises with the other as his thrusts grew fiercer and fiercer.

“You will not run from me,” he grunted as he thrust, rearranging my insides in an effort to reach my womb. “You are mine. I claim you as mine.”

My body exploded into an orgasm that was so strong it sapped whatever strength I might have had to resist my claiming. Not that I wanted to resist it. Rufus was brutal, selfish, and powerful as he fucked me. I could do nothing but lie there, weeping with fear and joy and desire as he fucked orgasm after orgasm out of me. My body had never felt so good, and despite the submission he’d wrenched from me, my mind and heart had never been happier either.

I wanted it to go on forever, but Rufus and I both cried out as his knot formed, locking us together, and his seed began to pour into me. I could feel it, which I wasn’t sure was possible. I could feel his seed spread in me, fighting to get into my womb, which hadn’t opened for him. It was so good that I closed my eyes and tried to disappear in it as my body jolted and tremored with almost constant orgasms.

Just when I thought the wave was over, Rufus growled, “No. I will not accept anything less than complete and utter submission.”

I was too hazy with pleasure to know what he meant, but a moment later, my eyes popped open as he reached around to grasp my cock with one hand and my throat with the other.

I didn’t know what was happening, but my heat wave flared to life again. Or maybe it was a new wave. Either way, it didn’t matter. Rufus resumed his thrusts with even more power. He stroked my cock as he did, forcing another, powerful orgasm from me.

And yet, it wasn’t forced at all. Yes, he had trapped me and was using me, whether I wanted it or not, but I loved it. I’d never felt such pleasure, such a sense of rightness. At the same time, I could feel his magic seeping into me, bending every part of my body to his will. I was being forced in that I had no choice and no control, even in the fact that he was somehow causing my body to react how he wanted it, not how I wanted it, but the bliss of it was so potent that I started to lose consciousness.

Then it happened. Against all odds and my body’s protests, he broke through the barrier of my womb. With a ferocious shout, he pushed his cockhead straight into the center of me and pumped his seed to fill me.

I felt so filled I couldn’t wrap my head around it. My womb swelled with him, my belly loosening to accommodate it. He still held my cock and throat and I’d long since lost track of where one orgasm ended and the next began. It was all pleasure. Everything was pleasure.

He wasn’t just fucking me, he was breeding me.

At the height of the madness that was his rut, Rufus curled forward, sinking his teeth into my shoulder where it met my neck. I cried out as I felt the pain and the connection. My womb wasn’t the only part of me that he claimed as his. I could feel magic swirl through every cell in my being, starting from that point in my neck, as he marked me as his forever.

The intensity of the moment ended in a flash as Rufus heaved out a breath, then collapsed to one side, rolling me with him. It was like the claiming and breeding had drained every last ounce of strength from him. He faded into sleep, but his arms were still around me and his knot was still tight within me.

I trembled with shock at everything that had just happened. My body was still vibrating with pleasure, and when I tried to move, rubbing his knot inside, I burst with an aftershock orgasm. It felt so good. The entire thing had been terrifying and overwhelming, but I felt nothing but bliss as I rested in my alpha’s embrace and caught my breath.

Once I was breathing normally again, I raised a trembling hand to touch the spot on my shoulder where Rufus had bit me. I expected my fingers to come away covered in blood, but inexplicably, I ended up with a small handful of rubies instead.

I gasped as I looked at them. That small movement caused Rufus’s knot to rub inside me, which caused another aftershock orgasm. They were all so good, like the very best orgasm in an intense moment of playing with myself. They weren’t as wonderful as the ones he’d forced from me with his own hand, but they were close.

The rubies spilled out of my hand and into the grass, but they were the least of my concerns. I’d been claimed by an alpha, by a dragon. I’d heard whispered stories and veiled myths of such things, but I’d never given them any credence. I didn’t think they could possibly be true.

I could feel it, though. The sense of peace and safety I felt, especially when I snuggled back into Rufus’s slumbering embrace, was like nothing I’d ever experienced. I was where I belonged, where I needed to be. Nothing could hurt me here, and very few things could dent the happiness I felt with my fated mate.

Very few things, but not nothing.

I was halfway to falling asleep myself when I heard Rumi’s distant call of “Tovey! Tovey, where are you?” coming from somewhere far away.

My eyes snapped open when Rumi’s call was joined by Selle’s. “Tovey! Are you here?”

I sucked in a breath. My brothers. I couldn’t abandon them. I had to go to them, return to the other kingdom with them. As much as I wanted to stay and be at peace, surrounded by Rufus’s ferocious love, I would never be truly happy, knowing my brothers were still caught in our father’s clutches.

“I need to go,” I whispered, hoping Rufus would hear me and understand.

He snored, still exhausted from our mating, but his knot went down, giving me the ability to slide free of him.

“Tovey?” I heard Rumi call out again as I wriggled carefully away from Rufus. It was a good thing he had spent everything in making me his. Paradoxically, that was the only way I was able to slip away from him and stand.

My body trembled at parting from him and a sort of dread pooled within me as I headed out of the beautiful clearing. My belly was slightly round, and I could feel his seed leaking from me, along with leftover slick. Too embarrassed to face my brothers looking and smelling so debauched, I crept to the brook and bathed in its surprisingly warm waters as quickly as I could.

There was no need to question how or why, because the answer was magic, but as I bathed away the evidence of my incredible heat wave, the dancing clothes I’d worn earlier miraculously reformed over my skin. By the time I was clean, I was also fully dressed again, but the bulge of my belly remained, like I was already months along with a child.

“Tovey! Where are you?” Misha’s worried voice sounded through the forest.

I took one last look at Rufus’s beautiful, naked, slumbering form. A moan escaped my lips as I distanced myself from him. I felt sick. Leaving him was wrong. But as much as I could feel my love for him growing and binding us, I’d loved my brothers for longer. My brothers needed me. They were helpless and defenseless, whereas Rufus was strong and powerful. I’d no doubt at all that we would meet again and that I would be with him forever. But for now, I had to go to my brothers…no matter the consequences I would face later.