Dragoned in Half

Troublesome Fantasies-Jefferson

The day after the argument passes by so slowly. The room is filled with awkward tension as all we do is throw looks at one another. She spends majority of the day sleeping as I watch her. During the night as she slept, I had taken one of the lab coats and placed it on her. It had almost looked as if she shivered while she slept and my dragon didn’t like that.

He hasn’t said much to me besides his little insults and grunts of dismay at how I treated our mate. As the words to reject her formed on my lips, the crazy lizard actually fought me. It almost felt like he was clawing the inside of my veins. There was even a brief moment during our heated battle where I thought that he would force a transformation. I had to scream at him to stop before he hurt our mate. He has barely spoken a word to me since. This is longest that I have ever gone without speaking to him.

I can’t help but narrow my eyes at her sleeping form. It’s all her fault that me and my dragon are like this. We have never had any problems or disagreements until she came along. We have never even fought before. Not having either one of them to talk to has made this room a whole lot lonelier than it used to be. It probably seems real dumb to say this but I hate my own company. My mind just keeps replaying the conversation in my head that we have. Each time I tell her that there is no room for her in my life, I can’t help but cringe. I swear that her eyes filled with tears as I said it.

Her heart rate. Its dropping

My dragon voice popping into my head to snap me out of my thoughts makes me physically jump. For the moment I’m so happy that he is finally talking to me. Then his words register and I am immediately on my feet as I walk over to my mate. My ears twitch as I zoom in on the sound of her heart. My dragon in the meantime plays the rhythm of it from when she got here. He is right, for some reason its slowing.

My hand moves automatically as I check her for a fever. I know its one thing that humans get that we don’t. When they have one it can certainly be deadly. As my hand touches her head I cant help but smirk as her heart rate speeds up. Her reaction to my touch is quite interesting but right now I need to find out what’s happening with her. I don’t know a whole lot about their biology but after living with a few at the clan I do know some things.

I have seen her drink water while she is here. Her chocolate skin doesn’t appear to look pale at all. so dehydration is out. I freeze as she turns over in her sleep. Her hand goes down to her stomach as it releases a gurgling sound. I chuckle at the sound as her face grimaces with it.

Would you stop fooling around and feed her. We don’t even know how many days she has been here or when she has last eaten. If I recall, a human can die of starvation after a few days even if we cant. She is sleeping because her body wants to save the little energy that she has.

My gaze moves to the key pad by the door as I consider my options. I know that there is an intercom system on it. They used to tease me about being able to ask for food or water when I was chained up. I didn’t have the strength to break those chains so I got used to going days without food or water. I don’t want to give them the satisfaction of pushing the button now. Whose to say that if I do that they will even bring something for her.

No one cares about your stupid pride. Feed our mate. Or I will. A few drops of our blood can cure whatever ails her.

His threat has me on my feet rapidly. I would imagine that if my mate were to have my blood that it would be different than just healing someone. I push the red button on the system and speak quickly. “The human in here needs food” I shout. “lots of it”. I stand there and wait for a few moments as I wait for some kind of acknowledgement to what I said. Nothing happens as I wait and I get agitated. I speak into the speaker again. When I release the button this time, it no longer shines red. The crackling in the room stops.

“You think that means that they received it” I asked my dragon. I wait for a reply to my question but he doesn’t give one. I guess the stubborn creature has gone right back to ignoring me. I pace the room by the intercom as I wait. I really don’t know what is taking them so long. They should have more care on how they take care of their subjects. I tune in on her heart again and see that it has resumed its slow pace. When I hear it then my feet pause.

My mind starts to race and then I am walking over to her. This could be a part of his plan all along. He didn’t want me to touch her for a reason. If I complete the bond then she doesn’t have to worry about the hunger and dehydration. She could stay here. However, I would never force my mate let alone anyone into something that they don’t want to do. She would die before allowing me to mark her. And if she dies, then he gets what he has wanted this entire time. I’ve had contact with my mate. We both accepted the bond. If she dies then so do I.

“Julia, I need you to wake up” I say as I gently shake her shoulder. The only acknowledgement that she hears me is the small fluttering of her lashes. “Come on Jules, wake up. We need to talk” I yell a bit louder as I shake her.

“No, Jefferson. I’m tired, I just want to sleep” She mumbles as she turns away from me. She curls her body into a ball as she tries to move away from me. I roll my eyes at her childish reaction and scoop her up from the floor. The sudden change in height has her clinging to me with a yelp as the doctors coat falls from her skin.

The warmth of her flesh against my own is so nice that I immediately bring her closer. My eyes trail along her body and what I see instantly sets my blood ablaze. A low growl rips from my throat and I quickly jerk my gaze away as she covers herself. My dragon purrs as the image of her voluptuous breast bare to our gaze plays in our mind. When the hell did she remove the tiny scrap of fabric that covered her chocolate---. I cut the thought off immediately. Trying to think of a description for them makes my mouth water.

“We need to talk. ” I reiterate through clenched teeth. I can feel her gaze on me but I just cant look at her yet. I move to place her on her own two feet as I stare at the ceiling. There is no way that I can make eye contact with her right now as I know what she will see on the way down. Hell she might even feel the damn thing with the way that it has grown. I grit my teeth harder as her arms tighten around my neck. As she presses against it, we both freeze. Her heart rate kicks up just as mine does and I close my eyes as my dragon purrs. I cut the sound off in our throat as she finally releases me.

I turn around with my eyes still closed as I open and close my fist. I breathe through this reaction as best as I can but it doesn’t seem to want to go away. I open one eye as I peek down at the thing and sure enough its still there. I growl in frustration as I scratch my head. What the hell am I supposed to do to get it to go down.

Our mate can make it go down. She can make it go up again too.

I shake my head as I know what he is referring too. Deciding that I have better things to concentrate on than my way ward d**k at the moment. I cup my hands over the giant bulge in my pants to the best of my ability and I turn to face her. She still stands in her corner but now she has adorned the lab coat. It closes over her smooth mounds of flesh. My gaze flickers to the red fabric on the floor and I have to close my eyes briefly. She still has nothing covering her at the top under that.

“It has occurred to me that you haven’t eaten. It.. it a needs to be rectified” I tell her as I move across the room. My goal is to try standing behind the chair to hide a certain appendage from her gaze. When she looks down at my hands instead of answering me, I move even faster. I can feel as my cheeks flame. I let out a silent curse as I wish for my facial hair back. When I stand behind the chair, I finally look up again to make eye contact with her. I throw her a deaf stare as she covers her mouth with her hand.

“You do know that I have seen a hard on before right?” she ask through a giggle.

The thought is one that I do not like immediately. A growl rips through the air as I express my displeasure. The only hard on that she should be seeing is mine. I narrow my gaze at her as she gets this lost look on her face. She puts her hand in the air as I process what she just said and my so called hard on immediately deflates. I sigh with relief to have the annoying thing gone as I finally move from behind the chair. Now I have questions.

“Before you bring your growly self over here to start making demands about how I should never touch a man besides you, I am going to issue a reminder. I am a twenty four year old female who just met her mate in the past few days. People hardly wait that long to get busy anymore. Second of all, I apologize that that agitates you. I am still getting used to how you dragons can be so possessive about your mates. Thirdly I have only had two partners in my life and lets just say if I tell you about them it would be stroke to your ego” she says in a rush.

My feet had paused my journey to her by the time she made her second point. They would have paused anyway as soon as I saw her put her hands on her hips. If it’s one thing I have learned from the woman on clan lands, that stance right there means you better watch your step. I clear my throat and scratch my head as I look at her. She shrugs her shoulders and I am momentarily distracted as a few covered inches of her thighs are revealed with he motion. I can feel myself as I start to react again as I lick my lips.

My hands immediately fly down to cover the reaction once more and her gaze follows the movement. When I spoke into the intercom I should have requested more clothes for her. This reaction was one that I expected with the mate bond but just not like this. My skin feels hot and there is nothing more that I want to do right now other than throw her down to the ground. As the fantasy plays in my head, I can feel my eyes glow with my dragon. He purrs again and this time I don’t block the sound. Instead I decide to take a step toward my mate. My eyes drag down to see the tip of her pink tongue as it swipes against her bottom lip.

Yum…