Forbidden Dragon Magic

Chp 8: Evil Green Monster

POV: Mia

I was in and out of consciousness after the person sat beside me. I couldn’t understand what it was saying but noticed him touch my drink. Before his other hand could drop the item he held, he was snatched out of his chair. I looked up to see Tyson choking the man.

“Get Lost.”

That was all I heard as the world got foggy again, and I felt like I was falling, but a strong arm caught me in mid-air. I saw Tyson’s beautiful sapphire eyes looking down at me. “Don’t Go.” Was the last thing I said before slipping into darkness. I regret mixing now, but when I finally woke up, I wouldn’t care because I was with someone safe. I felt him pick me up and nuzzled into his warm embrace.

He said something to someone, but I didn’t hear it cause my head had me focus on the music. I noticed, though, when the music stopped and felt a cold wind against my face and legs. It was refreshing and helped me sober up a bit. I wanted to open my eyes when I heard people talking again, but I was too comfortable to bother. We did end up back inside a building because the cold wind was gone, and everything appeared quiet.

Right as I was going to snuggle into him, I was startled back into consciousness when he tossed me onto the bed. I fumbled onto my knees to glare at him, more sober than before. “What the f**k!” I yelled at him before he stormed over and gripped my throat as if he was planning to choke me, but he never squeezed.

“You really were trying to drink yourself to death? Not even caring that it was possible someone could make it worse?”

He moved his thumb to push my head up by my chin. “Or did you think if you did it in front of me, you’d get a reaction from me?” He growled as I noticed he was checking my pulse by the way he had his hand around my neck. “No,” I answered annoyingly, refusing to explain myself to the likes of him. He sighed before pushing me away from him and stormed into the bathroom.

“If you truly want to die, then stay in this room! When I’m done washing the slut’s touch off, I’ll end you personally!”

The Dragon, known as Tyson, shouted from the bathroom as he started the shower. “You won’t kill me, even though I do believe you won’t care if someone else does,” I said as I sat with my legs crossed on the bed. I looked around and noticed we were in a very luxurious hotel bedroom. I left the bed to look at the city lights since it was still night out.

Boston was beautiful at night, though it seemed to be calmer at night compared to Atlanta, GA. A hand pulled me away from the trance the city had me in. It wrapped around my neck as the other hand pulled my hip back against a dripping wet body. I felt his breath dance along my ear from behind me, sending chills down my spine.

“Now, what makes you believe I won’t kill you myself.”

He spoke with a husky tone as his dragon claws grazed my skin along my bare neck and hip. “Instinct.” I honestly believed that as I remained calm in his embrace. Something deep down was telling me he would never harm me. That feeling ultimately left my body when he moved quickly and used his claws to rip open my skin.

I cried out in pain but shut myself up fast, remembering we were in a hotel. I grabbed hold of the wounds he created and turned to see him go into the bathroom again. I felt my entire body heating up as I began to shake from the rage I was feeling. When he came out still wrapped in only a towel, he froze as he looked at me. He had cleaned my blood off his fingers.

“I thought you were a Mage.”

He looked puzzled, but I didn’t care why I was confusing him. I was furious that he actually harmed me. I lunged at him before he could speak again, not noticing that I had claws. Tyson grabbed me midair and slammed me against the wall. I snarled at him, becoming more annoyed with myself for becoming calm from his skin contact.

“Mia Drakes, you told me you were a Mage. So why do you have dragon claws and fangs.”

I ran my tongue along my teeth and felt the sharpness, showing they had changed. “I’m a hybrid,” I said, making his hold on me loosen. “You’re a Mage and a Dragon?” I nodded my head, and I noticed even his eyes soften as he looked me over. He stopped at the wounds he inflicted. Regret danced through his eyes as he released something.

Tyson went to say something, but I slapped him instead and didn’t care that my claws cut into him. I licked the drops of blood off my claws, feeling some pride in knowing I could return the favor. He stared at the floor momentarily before looking up at me again. “You know what, that is fair, but don’t lick the blood away.” His sapphire eyes seemed to turn black as he watched me clean my claws.

“Make me.”

That was the last thing I said before he grabbed my wrist and crushed his lips along mine. His lips were so warm and felt electrifying. His actions shocked me as my claws disappeared, and my teeth returned to normal. He deepened the kiss, making it hard to want to fight back. ‘It’s okay…’ a soft female voice spoke in my head, completely relaxed my body.

I closed my eyes and finally returned the kiss with every ounce of my being. He moved my hand to rest on the back of his neck so he could pull me in closer, but I winched at the contact on my hip wound. He broke the kiss and removed his hand to see the fresh wound. “Allow me to fix this.” He said softly before gliding his tongue along my neck wounds. His hands slowly lifted my jacket off my body before he kissed down my chest.

A growl escaped his mouth and vibrated against my skin when he saw my tube top bra was still on. Tyson used his claws to tear it off so he could send pleasure through my entire being, with his tongue along the nubs of my breast. A moan escaped me this time as he took his time milking my breast. He soon moved down towards my hips and ran his tongue along the second wound.

When I looked down, I saw he was healing the damage he had done himself. ‘See, he won’t harm us anymore.’ The voice said again as I watched him smoothly remove my shorts and fishnet tights off my body. I step out of my shoes to help make it easier. My way of saying I accepted everything that was happening. He smirked before he kissed my thighs but froze for a moment.

“Mia, are you still a virgin?”

I panicked a bit when it pointed out my inexperience in lovemaking. He ran his fingers along each thigh before grabbing my ass and making me straddle his hips. My arms instantly wrapped around his neck to ensure I wouldn’t fall. “Good Mate.” Those were the last words I heard before he attacked my lips again. This time, he was hungry for so much more. My brain was still trying to process that he called me mate, which I overlooked when he gently laid me on the bed.

Tyson was doing everything he could to draw out soft moans from me. His tense kiss left my lips so he could kiss back down my body again. This time, he slowly moved my legs over his shoulder before diving into my core. I threw my head back and gasped at the sheer pleasure his tongue gave me as he tasted inside of me. I gripped the sheets and fought with the side of me that wanted to enjoy the intimacy, but the other side was angry I was allowing it.

If not, I wondered why his touch alone felt so good. The way his finger caressed my thighs, the way his hot breath felt against my c**t, and the intense look of pure passion in his eyes, every time I looked down at him. Once he made sure I was a mulling hot mess, he pulled away from between my legs and kissed up my thigh.

“Such a good girl.”

I wanted to contest his comment, but he centered his shaft before quickly thrusting inside of me. I cried out from the mixture of pain and pleasure that came from him taking way my first time. He didn’t move right away, though, but brushed his fingers along my thigh again, if not had a thumb toying with my c**t. He waited until my cries turned into moans before moving his hips.

Tyson was such a gentle lover and made sure I was feeling only pleasure the entire time he thrust inside of me. It was as if he didn’t care if he hit his climax. He just wanted me to feel all the passion he held. The side that was against all of this faded away as I finally gave in to him and c*m on his member. Tyson growled in pleasure from seeing me come undone for him.

I just looked up and reached my arms out to him. His expression went from confidence to shock at my behavior. “It’s okay. If I am your true Mate, then give me your all.” My words made Tyson give in as he moved in my embrace and entwined our tongues in a war for dominance. He became rougher and held my hips down so he would go in deeper than I could imagine. ‘Mate.’ Two voices echoed through my head before Tyson broke the tongue war to kiss the nape of my neck. His timing was perfect since the lack of air made me feel light-headed.

Before I could even think again to understand what was happening, Tyson growled hard before sinking his dragon fangs into the nape of my neck. It wasn’t painful, though, but the icing on top of my climax that mixed with seeds he pumped inside of my womb.

I felt something dancing along my skin where his fangs pierced. Sadly, my consciousness wouldn’t let me see what had happened as I slipped into a slumber in Tyson’s warm embrace.

I started dreaming of shimmering streams of blue snowflakes that disappeared in blue flames. Yet I still felt so warm inside and out.

I secretly prayed that I would wake up to him still beside me and not abandon me like he did in the woods.