Dragon Nest

Chapter 11

Susan wasn't even the real issue anymore as he despaired a little at the death of his own humanity. And what was with these mood swings and powerful emotions? "f**k it," he murmured, getting up to put on a pair of old sweatpants, at least his d**k wouldn't be flopping out in the open at dinnertime for his mother to see. A shirt proved impossible, 'wing cut' wasn't a standard t-shirt style at K-Mart.

Perhaps most unsettling were his own feelings regarding Susan, sure he was embarrassed but there was excitement and not a little desire deep within him. Mixed with his love for her, the heady feelings had his mind racing. Before he knew it he was fantasising about his beautiful mother in ways he hadn't since early puberty. He felt a dreadful pang of guilt. Here he was, sitting next to his lovely sleeping girlfriend, who not three hours ago gave him her virginity and pronounced her love for him, he was unfaithfully fantasising about his mother. His own damned mother.

Sickening,Chris berated himself.

Not our mother,the dragon poked in his mind.She is a beautiful, ripe, female who loves us. She deserves our care and attention. She raised us as her own, take her as our own.

Shut up! I love Annabel.Chris retorted, angry that his mind didn't entirely disagree with his dragon. He knew the dragon wouldn't pass up an opportunity to have Susan for his own, to become part of his 'brood'.

Do not resist our own nature. We love them both, we will have them both.His dragon stated this as if pronouncing the inevitable. Chris didn't reply, not wanting to lose any more ground against his reptilian adversary.

Instead he cuddled up behind Annabel, pulling her to him and breathing into her pale neck. Annabel woke as he pulled her against him, stirring with a contented murmur. Things came rushing back in a moment and she turned to confirm that she was indeed in bed with a dragon. She looked into the purple visage of her beautiful monster boyfriend, smiling with love as his vertical pupils scanned her face.

"Hey babe." She turned her body to face his and snuggled in close, feeling he was clothed.

Chris saw love written all over her angelic, sleepy face. Overwhelmed, a tear rolled over his flat snout. Annabel quickly craned upward to kiss it away, instantly feeling a flash of his feelings in the moment the tear was shed. Deep love and appreciation.

"I love you too," Annabel said as she recovered from the startling experience, all of a sudden it felt like her body was humming with vigour. Like she had drunk 3 cups of coffee and they hit all at the same time.

"Dee, I..." Chris started, "This is so much bigger than I ever considered. Are you okay?"

"Yes doofus, I'm great! That thing with the pheromones was a little weird but also pretty frik'n hot. I can still feel it, you smell great and it makes me feel frisky," Annabel replied enthusiastically, taking another sniff at his neck before continuing. "But it's not all-consuming like before. Ooh, it was so good Chris! I never imagined s*x like that. I can still feel you're stuff inside me, all slippery and tingly. Wait, do I need to worry about protection?" Annabel gushed, giddily high on love, great s*x, and a powerful dose of dragon spunk.

"I guess I was asking more emotionally, rather than physically but I'm glad you enjoyed it so much. I know I did." Chris felt better, at least she seemed to be adjusting better than he was. Leaning forward to kiss her slowly, their lips pressed lightly together for a few long seconds before he pulled back to continue. "I don't think you'll get pregnant, not yet anyway, my dragon says I need to bite you first. I have a venom to induce fertility, it's all some elaborate mechanism to ensure females get pregnant with my young rather than another males."

"So weird," Annabel smiled. "So I'll stop taking the pill, just don't bite me, okay?"

Chris tensed a little, the thought of Annabel pregnant seemed highly appealing to his dragon but come on, he was only 19. "Yeah, we don't want kids right?" He asked, smiling nervously, not wanting to say something accidentally offensive.

"Eventually, we do." Annabel replied, pleased to see the silly smile had returned to her love's face, albeit a sharper, pointier-toothed smile than she was used to. "Look Chris, don't feel too guilty about any of this. I love you, and even if you think it's some sort of magical influence you have over me I wouldn't change it. Remember I decided to go ahead with you before I found out you were a dragon." As she spoke she reached up to cup his purple cheek affectionately, trying to get her message through to him because she could tell he still had reservations. "I never dreamed any of this was possible, but in a way it's like a fantasy come true. We're going to get to explore a whole new word together."

"You might not think it's so great once we start exploring." Chris said, eyes locked with her deep browns.

"Maybe, but we'll have each other." Annabel admitted, patting his cheek and giving him a quick kiss. "Okay, let's go downstairs, I can hear Susan. How did that go?"

"Pheromones," Chris mumbled.

Annabel let out a peal of beautiful laughter, imagining Susan getting awkwardly flustered.

"It's not funny, Dee." Chris sulked.

"Oh Chris, it's a little funny," she soothed.

"My dragon. I don't know if...." He stopped, not really knowing what to say. "He ... I'm not a monogamous beast."

Annabel thought seriously for a moment, considering how she felt about this piece of news. Jealousy and anger flared in her chest before she reined those feelings in; he hadn't done anything, just tried to explain himself to her. Maybe it was his nature ... but she was his first; she loved him and he'd better damned well respect that. On the other hand ... if that was truly part of what he was, she might have to learn to live with that, or ... give him up entirely.

"We'll cross that bridge when we come to it Chris," she said honestly.

Her response was not what Chris had expected.

"Okay, let me get up."

Chris watched her pull her dress back on, and told her about his adventure into the Ether, trying to explain what little he knew. Explaining how Jethry and Susan thought he was a powerful Being, come to kidnap himself.

She listened carefully as she cleaned herself up with some of Chris' bedside tissues, unashamedly letting Chris see the fruits of his labour as she wiped away her own fluids and what little of his drying c*m had escaped her. Her mind swerved between the sensations as she dressed, and his talk.Sore and sticky ...somehow, these sensations gave her a proud thrill, some extra confidence in her own womanhood. Considering his human and dragon sides as he talked, she realised that she could modify her behaviour to appeal to either or both, precipitating a certain outcome. It wasn't as devious as all that though. She simply wanted to understand his world so she could comment intelligently in the future, remain relevant to him.

Annabel induced him to rise up off of the bed, still wondering at his strange beauty, and gave him a loving hug before pulling her reluctant boyfriend toward the door. Walking gingerly down the hall, she felt a constant reminder of their recent activities. He had really done a number on her, attested by the tiny yet insistent aches all through her core and a general throbbing throughout. When combined with the aftermath of several huge orgasms and a light nap, though, Annabel felt just great. Everything looked golden. Stopping at the bathroom, she went in to pee. Chris waited nervously by the door reluctant to go downstairs and face his mom again, but realising it was entirely necessary.

Once downstairs, Annabel led Chris to the kitchen bar stools. Susan looked up from her salad preparation, eyeing at Chris for a moment before turning to Annabel with a huge smile.

"And what do you have to say for yourself, Missy?" Susan joked, noticing the flush and contentment of a well-f****d woman.

"No regrets, it was simply amazing." Annabel replied with a huge grin. "He's being all bashful and sulky now but it was so much better than I could have imagined, and once he transformed? Oh. My. God!"

Susan c****d an eyebrow, theatrical astonishment on her face. However, she familiar with the rumours surrounding the s****l prowess of dragons.

Chris's purple face darkened to an almost midnight blue and he made a move to get up and escape from the teasing she-devils. His mother and girlfriend got on far too well together, nothing good could come of it.

"Babe I'm just teasing," Annabel said, holding him down and giving him a quick consolation kiss before turning back to Susan, "... but not really."

"Well I'm very happy for you two; however, your awakening will require quite drastic changes. How much have you told her about yourself and our world?" Susan asked her blushing son.

"He's told me what matters I think," Annabel responded for him. "I'm staying with him no matter what, we'll work the rest out as we go."

"I'm glad you feel that way Annabel, I would hate to have him newly-awakened as well as heartbroken." Susan smiled, "Just remember, this world is far from a fairytale."

"He's definitely fairytale," Annabel couldn't stop herself and Susan could only laugh at her flustered son.

"Enough," Chris pleaded, "No more, I might literally die."

"Poor boy, we've barely started. Okay, tell me what happened, you can leave out the gruesome details to save my son's fragile ego." Susan smirked.

Annabel started to explain the events of the day, beginning with their confession of love at school. She almost teared up a bit so Chris continued, describing his transformation. Susan asked a few questions and gave answers to their queries where she could. She finished the salad and fried two large steaks. Soon dinner was served and they sat together at the kitchen bar, Chris eating one steak with Annabel and Susan split the other. While salad didn't much appeal to Chris, on the other hand his new teeth demolished the steak.

"So what happens tomorrow?" Chris asked between mouthfuls.

"Well," Susan said thoughtfully, "we'll all leave first thing tomorrow and seek an audience with Lady Narlakis. I don't imagine we'll have to wait long, given the importance of a new male dragon. Once we have her approval and get you registered, I think you'll have to make Annabel your Familiar right away. From there I don't actually know...." She pondered for a few moments. "We'll probably get a guard and stay in Denver a few days. What are you going to tell your parents Annabel?"

"I'll call them tonight and tell them I'm going on a trip with you guys, to check out Denver for the autumn," Annabel said. "If they kick up a fuss I'll just say I'm moving out. I will be, anyway."

They ate a little more, listening to Susan retell how terrified she had been when she'd gotten Jethry's call that afternoon; how she had assumed the worst when she got home and felt the presence of a powerful unknown Being.

"So how powerful is he?" Annabel asked.

"In terms of raw potential, I don't think I've been this close to anyone more powerful. He feels like a Class 1, the highest class before you break out of the class scale. Chris, you have such as strong presence it's scary. The bleed-through from the Ether was downright impressive, and now that you're in the Norm it's almost smothering. We will have to work on teaching you how to dampen your aura," Susan mused. "As for actual power? I don't know. I'd say your inexperience is your biggest vulnerability, but strangers won't know about that. After a couple years' training I think you'll be able to tackle pretty much whatever this world can throw at you." Susan was almost bubbling over with pride.

"Wow," Annabel teased, "I bagged a prize catch!"

Chris didn't rise to the bait; instead, he just continued eating his steak.... Payback for her teasing would come eventually.

"More than you might realise, Annabel." Susan said seriously. "You are going to have some fierce competition, and the contestants aren't going to play fair. Male dragons are considered superlative mates amongst Beings. Funnily enough the females have a reputation of being ice queens, but that's mostly because they're wired to expect greatness from their males. Chris, I imagine you'll be pressured to find at least one dragon mate, you have a species to save after all."

"What about you, Susan?" Annabel asked, a little steel in her tone as she considered her potential competition. "Chris told me about his effect on you."

Chris froze, his fork midway to his mouth. His dragon, too, was watching them intently; it was important that he understood the dynamics inside his own brood.