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“The second condition is that I want you to give your body to me voluntarily, of your own free will, for this first mating. I want the human in you to want me as much as your dragon. Bring your fire to me and I will embrace it.”
This request was more difficult than I thought it would be. Noah’s vision had been right. I did feel conflicted, but my body would belong to him of my own free will. Because when I answered myself truthfully, the human in me wanted Julian as much as my dragon. We had just met, but our souls had known each other for centuries. He was a piece of me that had been missing, and he was right—he wasn’t his father. Julian actually had the capability to love, though I wasn’t sure he knew it. He loved his people very much. Some day he might even love me. At least that’s what the human in me hoped for. I could be his wife—his lifemate.
Julian stood still as a statue while I tried to talk my feet into moving forward. My body was stiff and my muscles sore from the events that took place at thesfara, and I knew there’d be bruises on my skin. As soon as I had the thought my muscles relaxed and a soothing heat passed over my body. I knew it was Julian’s doing, and I appreciated his consideration. He didn’t have to make this easy on me. Many in his position wouldn’t have.
I walked closer, one step in front of the other, until I was just a breath away from a man I wasn’t sure I should fear or try to love.
“Both,” he whispered.
The blue flame erupted around my body and leapt for Julian as if it were starving for contact. Our fire recognized each other and engulfed us, though the flames were quite cool. They rose higher and higher in intensity, but still Julian waited for me to be the aggressor.
I moved closer until our bodies touched, and I felt raw power run through my veins. A growl of pleasure erupted from his throat and the fire spread in a whoosh around us, swirling and sparking in an intimate dance. I leaned in and touched my lips softly to his.
“Wait,” he said. I moaned in protest as he pulled away from me. “I’ve thought of one more condition.”
“What?” I growled impatiently. “You can’t add conditions now. That’s cheating. I just agreed to become your wife? Doesn’t that count for something?”
“Don’t ever try to control me in front of my people again,” he said, holding the back of my head firmly so I had no choice but to meet his gaze.
“Or what?” I dared to ask.
“Or you’ll regret it.”
And then he kissed me again. My dragon bumped against me, eager to feel her mate skin to skin. My shoe fell off and hit the hard floor with a thud that echoed through the room like a shot, and I realized we were no longer on solid ground.
“Julian,” I said, eyes wide.
“Yes, love?”
“Why are we on the ceiling?” I finally asked.
“Because there’s no bed in here.”
“Oh.” The blue fire that surrounded us was so intense in brightness that I had to close my eyes. But as soon as I closed them I realized I could see better with my senses than with regular sight anyway. He was using his power to hold my hands captive, to keep from touching him. It was obvious he wanted our magic to mate first.
“Relax,” he whispered.
“Easy for you to say.”
“If you’ll quit thinking so much and open yourself to the possibilities, the ritual will happen as it is supposed to.”
I kissed him again because it was easy to lose myself when I did. His teeth were sharp as they scraped over the skin at my neck—sharper than they’d been the last time he’d kissed my mouth. My eyes widened in surprise as I realized what he was going to do, but by then it was too late. He bit down on the pulse point in my neck. Colors swirled behind my eyelids as my powers erupted from somewhere inside of me.
My mind opened with the pleasure, and I knew instinctively that the Drakán mating ritual called for the sharing of not only flesh, but also blood. Something shifted in my mouth, gums tearing and the taste of my own blood against my tongue. My teeth elongated and became impossibly sharp.
The urge to bite into flesh became need. It was the most overwhelming sensation I’d ever experienced—more consuming than the instinct to kill when on the hunt. I knew I could lose control very easily in my current state, the inborn violence of my being so closely entwined with the pleasure.
I didn’t want to hurt Julian, and my mind didn’t want to love him. My body, on the other hand, needed his flesh between my teeth more than I needed to breathe. And as much as I tried to fight it, I knew that loving Julian would be inevitable. We were the definition of true soulmates, our connection created by the gods—closer than two people could ever hope to be.
I knew what I had to do to complete the ritual, but I wanted full control over my body. I was incapable of speech, so I had to speak mind to mind.
Release my hands.
My hands fell from the ceiling as if the invisible cord had suddenly been cut. I wrapped my arms around Julian’s neck. I bit down gently and felt the give of his flesh. My thoughts and feelings were his just as his were mine.
The pleasure was quickly overwhelmed by the most severe agony imaginable. It was familiar agony, and the last time I’d experienced it I’d been with Noah.
“Don’t think of him,” Julian said through gritted teeth and I knew that he shared the same excruciating pain.
