The Dragon's Babygirl

Chapter 4

“I have to go back now, but make sure Wyatt tells you everything…” With a kiss on her forehead, the Dragon releases control. The moment Wyatt has control back; he jumps back with a tomato red face, racing heart, and a hand on his chest. Refusing to look at Fiona, he squeezes out a small, “Sorry about that.”

Fiona has curled up in a ball on the couch, arms around her knees tightly. “About what? Forcing me to admit my feelings for you? Or losing control of your Dragon Spirit?”

Scratching his neck he admits, “Weellll. Both honestly…”

Getting up from her position, she walks over to him and grabs his hand. Somehow, he was so out of it, he never noticed her movement. Making him jump at her touch. Sighing she lowers her hand and backs away a few steps. “Will you sit down and talk to me?” Nodding his head he sits on the furthest edge of the couch, resting his head in his hands. “So could you hear the conversation? Or were you like, unconscious to the world?”

“Oh I heard everything… Was fighting for control the entire time. When you um… When you said you fell for me, he got overly excited and was able to take over.” Running his hands through his unruly black curls, he looks over to where Fiona was still standing. “What are you doing over there? I thought we were supposed to be talking.”

“Right…” she quickly makes her way over to sit next to him but is suddenly scooped up into Wyatt’s lap.

“Let’s get the big thing out of the way, shall we?” Not waiting for a response, “You’re my mate. I realized it after a few months, back when I first joined. But I’m no good for you, you deserve better. And I’m afraid I’ll hurt you; because I’m a sick, sadistic bastard in the bedroom.”

“I know.” She lowers her gaze away, “That’s why you fit my criteria perfectly.”

Shocked, Wyatt’s eyes bulge out and his mouth drops open with a pop. “The f**k you mean? Criteria for what? You have no mention of masochism in your file…”

“That’s because, for me, that stuff is way too intimate to be selling to strangers. I only allow romantic partners whom I trust wholeheartedly with that sort of play. Especially since it could be dangerous if the wrong person got a hold of me, ya know? Truthfully, I’ve only allowed one that permission, and he abused that power. But that was before I met you…”

“so you…you mean you’re a masochist?”

“Yes, extremely. I love pain and it turns me on to the max. I saw your file when you first joined. I was skeptical at first; I had heard about your days at Quiver’s Lair. You had joined as soon as you moved into Rosehallow, you were young and impressionable. Especially since you had lived in the woods for a majority of your life.”

“Even out there, I’ve had these urges. It was not all them.”

 “No. All the things that made you bad back then; using people without their consent, selling people off that didn’t want to be. Those are what they did to you. But the sadism, and animalistic feelings… Those are what attracted me to you. As well as your natural caregiving nature. I’ve gotten to know the real you these last years, so I should know.” After finishing, Fiona straddles his lap and wraps her arms around his neck. Cuddling into his warmth, she continues. “I also want you to know, that I am ready and willing to be your mate. I’ve been wanting you for so long I was beginning to think you didn’t like me that way…”

I f*****g told you she wanted you! And she’s masochistic! I still can’t believe this… Am I dreaming? Of course you’re not! Now get along with the mating, would ya? I want to see my mark on her neck already.

Holding her close to his body, nuzzling his face in the crook of her neck. Breathing in her wonderful scent, his nerves are finally calm. “So you’re serious? You want to be mine now and forever? There’s no going back, you know? Not with a dragon. I will keep you locked away, and you won’t be allowed to get pleasure from anyone else. We won’t want you selling your services anymore either.”

“I’ve been ready for that. That’s why I worked so hard, so we can have the perfect house right away.”

Cuddled up on the couch, the two are so relaxed after getting all that out of the way. Thankful that their feelings are reciprocated and content for the time being. Wyatt pulls Fiona back, getting close to napping right there. “Hey, do you want to go out today then? I want to mate with you so bad, but I want it all to be perfect. Take our time.”

“Could we have a sleepover? We can go get a bunch of food, snacks, drinks, and movies. Then spend time here. Maybe use the pool out back if it’s nice out.”

“Just a day at home together?” God I love the sound of that. Our home… Yes. And maybe down the road, there could be a second home with children? A beautiful family with a perfect mate. “That sounds perfect Fiona. How soon would I be able to move in here permanently?”

Sitting up, she decides to pull out the big guns from the get-go. Titling her head so she’s looking up at him, big doe eyes, and her red pouty lip sticking out. “What about today?”

Fuck I hope she doesn’t use this look too often; I don’t know if I can resist. She doesn’t need to know that… Try acting like those deep pools of hypnotizing blue can’t drag you under! “Hmmm I don’t know, I thought I would stay at my place…”

“Nooooo… b-but I want you to move in now! I-if I’m your mate that means you should do anything for me!”

“oh-ho does it now? And what makes you think that?” He asks teasingly.

With her lip beginning a tiny wobble, her eyes growing darker with mist forming in the edges. “Pleeaassee?”

YOU’RE GOING TO MAKE HER CRY AGAIN, JUST ACCEPT! FORGET LOOKING STRONG AGAINST HER PUPPY FACE! WE ARE WEAK! “So let’s say I do move in today, what will that mean for us?”

Instantly perking up, Fiona bounces in her spot excitedly. “Well you would move into the master bedroom of course. And you’ll be my Daddy! I think for the first week we will just experiment and play around with the details until we find a comfortable routine.”

Holding her close “That sounds perfect Baby. Let’s go get ready then, hm?” Standing up he brings them back to her bedroom. “since we will be going outside, you need real clothes on.”