Sacrificed to the Dragon: Part Two (2 page)

“A teacher? Tristan?”

Samira nodded. “It’s one of the hardest jobs in the clan to teach young dragons how to control their beasts as well as to fly and hunt without breaking the law. But Tristan has done it with ease for the past twelve years.”

The image of Tristan being patient or kind with anyone was foreign to her. “I just wish I could see that side of him first.”

Samira’s face softened. “I saw the way you looked at him back in the main hall, and I know you’re attracted to him. Is it really so bad to have sex with him a day early? The sooner you’re pregnant, the sooner you can get to know the real Tristan and not his half-crazed dragon.”

If she were honest with herself, Mel didn’t think the sex would be that bad. However, a small part of her had wanted Tristan to get to know her without being forced to do so because she was carrying his child. Especially since once she was pregnant, there was a high chance she might not live past the birth.

There was another thing for her to worry about; she could die in less than a year.

Speaking of pregnant women, she remembered Caitriona and her aura of defeat. “Did Cait’s male succumb to the frenzy, too?”

“No. Neil only did his duty and impregnated her before he screwed everything up. He was a selfish asshole with no sense of honor.”

She wanted to ask why he’d been assigned a human sacrifice in the first place, but Mel decided to focus on her fast-approaching fate. After all, Tristan should be back in less than twelve hours. “So you and your mate are the only ones who’ve experienced this before?”

Samira shook her head. “No. There is a dragonwoman paired with a dragonman. It’s not just a human-dragon-shifter thing. It’s probably impossible to set up a meeting tonight, but I’m sure either I or Bram can set up a meeting with them in time.”

She turned to face Samira. “Tell me, did you sleep with your mate before you knew him, too?”

Samira smiled. “I spent maybe an hour more in his company than you have with Tristan by this point. But yes, I slept with him the very first night, after Bram and Ella, the female dragon-shifter who also went through the mate frenzy, talked with me. Liam is kind to everyone from the start, whereas Tristan takes some time to open up, which made things a little easier on my end. I was scared for about two minutes before Liam made a joke and I soon forgot about anything except his hot, naked body over mine.”

She did remember Tristan’s toned chest and arms from back in the hall, and how it’d felt to be pressed up against his hard body. She would be lying if she didn’t say she wanted to feel his heat pressed up against her skin again, such as with the rough hair on his chest rubbing against her bared breasts. Or to feel his rough hands caressing the soft skin of her hip.

She nearly blinked at the sex fantasy that had started to play out in her mind. It seemed that talking with Samira was helping to calm her nerves. Mel realized she’d only been afraid and crying because she’d had no idea of what to expect. But it was starting to sound less like a nightmare and more like hot sex with a stranger.

She was very close to saying screw it and just let Tristan have her. But before she could take the last step to acceptance and vocalize her thoughts, Samira spoke again. “The decision is up to you. But if you think you can’t do it, then you can come stay with me. Liam, my mate, has already said he’d gather his brothers, sister, and his friends to protect you from Tristan until the third day.” She took and squeezed Mel’s hand. “Just tell me what you plan to do.”

She stared into Samira’s deep brown eyes and decided that she’d made an ally who might turn into her friend. Mel hadn’t been sure at first if they’d get along since Samira had seemed to dismiss Cait’s depressed state. Now, after the woman was all but saying she’d chase off a crazy dragon just to help her, Mel decided she’d been wrong about her. No doubt, there were things about Cait that Mel didn’t know. Samira could just be acting as the other human woman had asked.

She took Samira’s hand in hers and squeezed. “Thank you, but no. As soon as Tristan is back, he should come here and I’ll start doing what I was brought here to do—have sex with a dragon-shifter.”

Chapter Two

Tristan had resisted the pull to return to Melanie for as long as he could. The hunt, taking down two bucks, and the resulting sleep had preoccupied his dragon-half for a little over half a day. Now the dragon was overpowering him little by little, and he knew that it was better to track down Melanie with his human
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half marginally in charge rather than with his dragon in complete control.

Especially since he knew full well his dragon wouldn’t bother with consent, and human or not, Melanie didn’t deserve that.

Female. Home. Now.

Still in dragon form, he jumped up and beat his wings until he was high enough to use the wind currents to glide toward Stonefire’s land. He trusted that Bram had prepared Melanie for what was about to happen. Otherwise, he would face the ultimate test of control once he landed back home.

As he soared south, he placated his dragon with thoughts about Melanie’s soft, warm body pressed up against him. Or how her mouth had felt like silk against his tongue. His dragon hummed in appreciation and pressed Tristan to fly faster. The dragon wanted to see the human’s curves in the flesh.

His dragon was a persistent bastard, but one of the upsides of having a dragon-half was that it would give him incredible stamina, allowing him to fuck Melanie for as long as it took to impregnate her. Once that was done, he could go back to his life and not be faced with seeing the human on a daily basis. Provided, of course, he could prevent his dragon from forming a long-lasting attachment.

While he’d keep Melanie at arm’s length once she was pregnant, he wouldn’t be as harsh as Neil had been with Cait; he would avoid insulting his human and would always protect Melanie and his unborn child against any threat. But Tristan wanted to prevent his inner beast from forming too much of an attachment to Melanie because the mate claim frenzy was dangerous. The more his dragon grew attached, the less his human-half would be able to deny his beast. His honor and duty would prevent harming the human, but there was no way in hell he wanted to be mated to one for the rest of his life.

His sister was still suffering years later because of the damage caused by humans and their greed.

Soon, he was gliding down to the landing area inside Stonefire. Once he was on solid ground again, his inner beast roared. His female was here, and she was fertile. They needed to find her. Other males might already be trying to take her.

Tristan reassured his beast they would find her, but first, they needed to be in human form.

His dragon retreated a little, and Tristan imagined his wings retreating into his back, his forelegs straightening, his talons turning into fingers, and his stature shrinking back to his six-foot-three height. The pain of the shift and change of his body was as natural to him as breathing, and within a few seconds, he was in human form again, naked as the day he was born.

A male approached him and his dragon sneered, but soon calmed down. He was the only male who could deal with him right now and not end up a bloody mess on the ground. Bram was clan leader; even his dragon deferred to Bram’s position and slightly greater dominance.

When his clan leader reached him, Bram’s expression was unreadable. “Are you under control?”

His dragon paced inside his head. Their female was waiting. Why were they stalling? Can’t the clan leader see how much they needed their female? She would give them young, which would help the clan. They needed to go. Now.

Soon
, he told his dragon. It didn’t really calm the beast, but allowed Tristan enough control to answer Bram coherently. “Barely. Is Melanie ready? And make it quick, Bram. I don’t want to lose complete control of my beast.”

“She’s ready and willing. Still, all I ask is to keep your human-half in control for as long as you can. While Samira talked to her, I don’t know if Melanie truly understands what’s about to happen to her.”

Find female. Now. Go!

He grit his teeth against his beast’s urging. “You know I’ll try. But I need to go before it’s too late.”

Bram nodded. “Come see me when it’s done.”

He nodded and half-jogged toward Melanie’s cottage. His beast kept repeating. “Female. Now. Hurry.” Over and over inside his head.

He reached her cottage and with incredible effort, he managed to stop at the door and knock. His dragon roared, but Tristan told the beast to wait a bloody second.

Thankfully, the door opened. Melanie stood before him in a fluffy white bathrobe. Her eyes widened. “Oh. It’s you.”

Now. Now. Now. Fertile. Fuck her.

Not yet.
Tristan said through gritted teeth, “You’ve been told what will happen. I’m not sure how much longer I can keep my dominance over my dragon. I need to know: Are you willing?”

Her eyes were a mixture of emotions, but he was too far gone to recognize what they were. He barely heard her reply when she said, “Yes.”

“Thank fuck.” He rushed at her, tossed her over his shoulder, shut the door, and made a beeline for the bed. He tossed her down and her robe fell open to reveal a silky blue nightie that barely covered her tits and pussy.

Mine. Take. Now.

Tristan listened to his dragon and covered her soft body with his naked one. He would explore her warm, womanly curves later. For now, he reached between her legs and ran a finger through her slit. She was wet and swollen for him, and his hard cock went even harder.

He ripped her nightie to pieces and grabbed one of her lush, ample breasts, rolling her nipple to a hard point. When she let out a moan, he was at his limit. Tristan positioned his cock and thrust into her in one, swift motion.

At the feel of her warm, tight pussy around his dick, his dragon hummed. Yes. His female. Time to make her understand that.

But his human-half was in enough control to lean down and kiss her first. He pushed his tongue into her sweet, warm mouth, exploring every inch. He started to move his hips and the human moaned into his mouth before he felt her hands on his shoulders.

He ran his hands down her soft sides until he reached her wide hips. He tightened his hold so she would stay in place as he started to pound harder. In and out. Flesh slapped against flesh.

Female. Mine. Take.

But it wasn’t rough enough for his beast. The dragon wanted to own the female’s pussy; let her know she belonged to him.

To please his dragon and do exactly that, he broke their kiss. When he looked into Melanie’s green eyes, the lust and desire there shot straight to his balls.

His human and dragon halves growled in unison and he tightened his grip on her hips. The need to fill her with his seed was overwhelming. Without it, she couldn’t bear his young. And his dragon wanted this female to bear its young.

He moved faster and faster until the pressure built, and with a few more quick thrusts, he stilled as his dick spent inside of her, each spurt and spasm giving him a higher chance to impregnate her and prevent the other males from stealing her away. While she carried his child, his scent would be branded into her skin.

As he finished, the chemicals of his semen caused Melanie to cry out in orgasm. His dragon hummed, urging him to flip her over and take her all over again from behind.

Our female. Fuck her. Now.

His human-half was still in control by a thread, and Tristan moved to Melanie’s breast, aching to taste her hard, pink nipple before the dragon took over and thought of nothing but fucking the female until she carried their young.

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Melanie had expected Tristan to show up on her doorstep, but she hadn’t been prepared for the way he’d tossed her on the bed, ripped her clothes, and started pounding into her like nothing else mattered.

Just the sight of his naked body and hard cock when she’d answered the door had sent wetness rushing through her legs. Him tossing her over his shoulder and pressing her breasts and nipples against his back had only aroused her further. So when he thrust his thick, long cock into her, it slid right in, filling her in a way she’d never felt before; full to the point of almost pain.

He was rough and demanding as he fucked her, but the sensations of his hard cock inside her, his tongue twining with hers, and his rough hands gripping the skin of her hips made her forget about anything but the pleasure.

Then, as he stilled, she actually felt each hot spurt of semen inside her, quickly followed by the most intense orgasm of her life.

She didn’t know how long she’d been spasming with lights dancing before her eyes before she felt a wet, hot mouth on her right breast. Tristan teased her nipple with his teeth before sucking it deep in his mouth and swirling the tight bud with his tongue. She let out a cry and raised a hand to his head, threading her fingers through his thick, dark hair. She murmured, “Tristan.”

At his name, he released her nipple with a pop and looked up at her. His pupils flashed to slits before returning to round; the dragon was close to the surface. In a growly voice, he said, “Again.”

Since any man she’d been with before had needed time to recover before going another round, she said, “More sex? Already?”