Magic, Myth and Mysteries

The Goddess' Chosen One, Chapter Seven - Karmer Kramer

7.Bound to the dragon

“I agree. I will be yours,” Luna tells him after lunch. He went to all the trouble and cooked for them. If these two days are any indicator, he is a great cook. Lamb chops seared to perfection and baby potatoes. She hasn’t eaten this well since forever.

“You make me happy,” Lothor smiles. His smile is warm and full of promises.

“And I didn’t know what happiness was before I met you,” Luna says. “I think I have to thank Vesna for introducing us.”

“I was mad at her for setting me up, but the more I get to know you, the more I think she was right. You are exactly the one I wasn’t looking for,” Lothor admits to her.

“You and I both. I wasn’t looking at all, but I’m glad she did it,” Luna smiles.

Lothor takes her out for a walk later. There is so much more to see than just the terrace in front of the castle. She still thinks of this amazing home as a castle. The path that leads down a steep slope and into the forest is short. The view is amazing from every point, but what she didn’t expect is a landscaped garden hidden just a short walk away. It’s covered with snow, but she can see the paths, the benches, the wrapped up bushes, he tells her that they are roses. This must be a nice place to just relax and read in the summer.

“I have something for you,” Lothor surprises her. “I figured marking a goddess the way dragons do it might backfire on me, so I decided on a gem from my hoard.”

“Marking me? I’m not a piece of property, or cattle!” Luna steps back a bit. But she collects her wits really fast: “In what way exactly does a dragon mark his chosen one?”

“Magic. It would look like a golden tattoo on your shoulder. A small dragon mark, almost invisible,” Lothor answers. He doesn’t seem offended that she recoiled back from him. Her eyes are drawn to the small box he has in his hand. Did he really intend to give her a gem? A ring perhaps?

“I’m not opposed to a tattoo,” Luna smiles. She has seen tattoos all over the humans of this era. “Would you let me mark you the same way?”

“Yes. With you I don’t have to think about it. It feels right,” Lothor smiles at her. She is slowly falling in love with his smile alone. No man has ever looked at her this way before, and she likes it.

“Oh, this is perfect!” Luna exclaims. They have come to a stop in a gazebo at the end of the garden. The view over the valley has opened up and she can even see the castle from here. She snaps her fingers and a few soft, fluffy blankets appear on the stone bench.

“I’m still giving you the gem,” Lothor takes her hand in his before he flips open the box. The necklace inside is gorgeous. Silver with a pendant shaped like a crescent moon. The stone is a light blue that reflects light in all colours of the rainbow.

“I love it,” she whispers. The blue topaz is her favourite stone.

“I had a feeling you would. The moon is your sign,” Lothor smiles at her before he puts the necklace over her head. He kisses her lightly and she pulls him closer. Luna is addicted to this man. She can’t get enough of him.

Neither of them care that they are outside. The blankets are soft and Lothor can keep her warm enough. His kisses send fire through her veins. She unbuttons his shirt and slides her hands over his chest. Her dragon lord is well built. Luna enjoys seeing and feeling his toned body. He pulls her onto his lap without breaking the kiss. The bulge in his pants, she brushes against, makes her burn in desire. Luna moans into the kiss. She wraps her arms around him to be closer. Her dress is bunched up between them, but he makes no move to undress her.

His hands are slowly caressing her sides and sending shivers through her. She wants him so badly. Every touch, every caress is teasing her. Every quiet moan he returns to her echoes deep inside her body. When he finally touches her core through the moist panties she bites him. Not hard enough to break the skin, but something must have been right because Lothor tears her panties off and slides his fingers into her folds. She reaches between them to undo the belt and zipper of his pants. Luna is impatient for more. Her hand wraps around his d**k and she squeezes lightly.

Lothor’s kiss gets rough and demanding. His manhood jerks in her hand, but his fingers never waiver from giving her pleasure. She protests when he removes his fingers, when the kissing stops. Lothor smiles at her and licks his fingers clean. He gives her a taste of her own juices. Then he slowly lifts her up and impales her on his rod. Luna moans louder as she slides down and takes him in all the way. He fills her up just right. This time it’s her that moves first. She rocks against his chest in a slow motion that resembles dancing.

Her hands slide over his shoulders and she pushes his shirt off. She wants to see more of him, feel more of him. The flawless lines of his muscles are turning her on. Luna leans down to lick his skin down to the shoulder. He tastes like fire. She nibbles on his skin, giving small kisses wherever she can reach, but Lothor concentrates on only one small part of her shoulder. She can feel heat and a sting on her skin there. A smile spreads on her face all of its own. The orgasm that follows takes her by surprise. Her breath hitches in her throat and she exhales all at once. The magic pulses through her to the tips of her fingers. She makes the design half blind from pleasure. There will be time later to admire her work.

Lothor lays her down on the blankets and hovers above her for a second before he attacks her with kisses again. He slides between her legs and rams into her wet heat. The act is primal and hot. There is no holding back anymore. He f***s her hard and good. The vibrations she can feel pooling inside of her are building up faster and faster. She is on the verge of another orgasm. Luna can’t hold her moaning in check. She lets out a loud scream when she comes. Her nails probably left traces over his back, but she doesn’t care.

“That was hot,” Lothor chuckles. He’s panting next to her.

“Very,” she laughs. “I think I owe you an apology. You have bloody streaks over your back from my nails.”

“Don’t worry, it will heal. Besides, it felt good,” he tells her.

“Oh! The mark!” Luna exclaims suddenly. She produces a small mirror, so he can see his shoulder adorned with a blue crescent and shattered stars that peak through a mist. She is proud of her work. The mark is definitely unique.

“I like it. It’s different,” he smiles at her.

“What does mine look like?” Luna inquires.

Lothor holds the mirror for her. The dragon is indeed golden. Rising from a mist, surrounded by gold shimmer. It looks like a fierce creature made of fire and gold. The lines are blurred faintly, but she can clearly see the dragon. The moon stone he gave her is her favourite, but this dragon comes a close second. She approves of the design. It’s timeless, unique, only hers.

“I love it,” Luna tells him.

“I’m glad,” Lothor responds. “Because I love you.”

“Is this forever?” Luna asks. “Because I have the feeling that I love you too.”

“I love the sound of forever, my goddess,” he smiles at her.

“Then, forever it is!” Luna laughs. She found happiness and love. That’s all that matters to her.

The end

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