Dragon 6 Chapter 9 (Patreon)

"And so that’s what happened.” I’d found my way back to the rest of the group and was retelling what had happened as we picked our way carefully through the jungle. Helena had become in charge of looking up to determine that we didn’t walk through any more archways.

“So, a red dragon.” Trina let out a heavy sigh. “Everyone thinks they are gone.” She looked over to Polydora, who was in deep contemplation. “What do you think?”

She looked up from her concentration. “There was an island where a lot of us ladies trained.”

“The amazonian isle.” I waited, putting as much suspense into my voice as I could. “You think this is them?”

“It was mostly girls, but there were a few boys in the mix. A big jaded red bitch ran the island. I trained there for a long time, but I wasn’t there during the war. From what I heard, the place fell to a blitz from the Church. A lot of young dragons died. It was a big deal among the dragons because we thought the island was a secret.” She added.

“But maybe some escaped instead?” I suggested.

She nodded along. “I’d never even considered it possible, but now I guess it could be. Although I have no idea how they would have gotten into the fae realm.”

Maeve nodded along with her story. “There’s a portal in the Greek Islands that leads deep into the fae wilds. We had a small incursion of Greek philosophers and bards once.”

I had so many burning questions. “So then, are some of the Greek stories true?”

Maeve raised an eyebrow. “Yes, but not the ones you read. We made sure many of the ones that were too true didn’t survive the ravages of time.” She smirked.

I smiled. It was devious, but I couldn’t argue with the tactic.

Running through the questions in my head, I tried to decide what it meant. “Thoughts on what we do about the current trip?” I asked the group.

“You won’t abandon my mother? Please say you won’t.” Maeve reeled like she’d been hit.

“No.” I quickly assured her. I wouldn’t abandon her quest, even though a part of me desperately wanted to chase down the dragons. “There’s no way for me to track the dragons. Besides, we are on their turf. I don’t think going and trying to fight a village of dragons here is the best idea.”

Polydora shrugged. “They sound like my kind of girls.”

“Of course they do.” I rolled my eyes. “The point is, we are going to keep heading towards Winter, but what if we find them or they find us? Maybe we can find out more.”

“Zach you have limited time.” Maeve pointed out.

“I know. I know.” My head was spinning. There was no way I’d miss my wedding, so I’d just have to figure out how to learn more about this dragon village. A part of me really hoped we’d run into them again on our quest to find Winter.

I knew if the broader dragon leadership were around me at the conclave, their answer would be to separate and track them down. The chromatics couldn’t wait to have red dragons back, pushing for me to sire children. I couldn’t imagine their reaction to an entire village.

“What if we just took some arches together?” I asked. “Could we speed this up?”

“You can travel through them while holding hands, but we do not know where we’ll end up.” Evelyn stated.

I looked at the silver device in Maeve’s hands. “Can that tell us distance? Just keep jumping through arches until we are significantly closer?”

Helena stopped, and I ran into her wings. “There’s an arch there.” She pointed over and up.

Maeve looked between her compass and me, sighing. “Fine. I don’t know if I can give you an accurate reading from the compass, but we can try.”

She pressed it to my arm, and it spun to point behind us. Maeve cursed. We’d already gotten turned around.

“Only more reason to try portal hopping.” Helena admitted.

I went to grab the nephilim’s hand only to get smacked away.

“No. I’ll lead, and the nymph is coming with me.” She grabbed Evelyn’s hand and pulled the nymph forcefully through the arch.

“Hey!” The nymph reached out and Maeve grabbed her hand before she was all the way through. We all quickly made a chain before Helena separated the group, yet again.

I ended up with my hand linked between Maeve and Trina. The dragon nearly vibrated with the contact. Frowning at her, I tried to silently ask a question.

“Later, My King. I will come and discuss it later tonight.” She blushed and looked away as we all continued through the archway.

Maeve slapped the device on my shoulder as soon as we were through, and the dial spun around, glowing a faint yellow. “We are still far away. It will go from yellow to red as we get closer. It may also get hotter.”

I nodded. The heat wouldn’t bother me.

“Then we continue through.” Helena looked up among the branches and headed off in a new direction.

The next area we stepped into was entirely different.

The trees had pine needles and the flower scent was replaced entirely by pine.

Maeve slapped the device to my shoulder, and it glowed a faint orange. “Better.”

“Onward.” Helena marched forward, pushing their group through another portal.

It became disorienting as we bounced around different environments every dozen steps or so.

We stepped through another archway, and it seemed to explode as a giant gorilla smashed down on it as we exited.

I spun around, but the two dragonettes jumped into action first. Polydora’s hand became claws, but she ended up pulling Trina back.

The gorilla roared away from them as it grappled with a giant tiger that was trying to rake at its face.

The gorilla slammed the tiger against the trees, sending chips of wood into the air. The beasts both made a ruckus as they fought amid the jungle.

“We are not either of their prey.” Polydora pushed the group forward as she stepped away with her arms out. “Helena, check for an arch.”

“None. You are clear. Why are we backing up?”

“Because I’d like to get our King and the fae clear before we deal with them.” Polydora said.

Maeve snorted and stepped around her, gathering a spear of ice into her hand and hurling it up into the tiger. The frost expanded over its shoulder, and the gorilla smashed it, shattering its frozen shoulder and taking the advantage in the fight.

“Do not think I am weak.” Maeve frowned.

“My apologies.” Polydora scowled right back as the gorilla turned our direction.

Maeve’s move had apparently gotten its attention.

Polydora jumped forward, shifting into a giant bronze dragon and joining the tangle of giant beasts.

Trina was right behind her, the two of them working in tandem to injure the gorilla while the tiger limped away.

Polydora had the gorilla’s throat in her jaws in no time, and she tore out its throat as Trina, smaller, but no less strong, pounced on the three-legged tiger and brought it to the ground. Her jaws clamped down at the base of its neck and jerked back and forth to snap it.

Polydora lifted her bloody muzzle from the gorilla’s throat. “There was a reason we wanted room.” Her tails flicked back and forth not far from my face. “Big dragons need lots of room.”

Trina lifted off the tiger and raked her claws along it in frustration before peeling back its hide and dining on the tiger.

“You okay Trina?” I asked.

“Fine.” she grumbled through her bloody meal.

She was definitely not fine. But given she was currently ripping apart a giant tiger with blood on her maw, I decided it was probably not the best time to have a talk.

Helena raised an eyebrow at me; even the nephilim was giving me side eye.

“How about we set up our camp?” I asked, noticing that the sun was starting to be shaded by the trees of the jungle. “Looks like it is going to get dark early.”

“We probably shouldn’t camp next to two giant corpses. They will attract other predators.” Evelyn pointed out.

“What corpses?” Trina pulled at a piece and ripped some meat from the tiger. “They’ll be gone soon; I’ll get rid of everything.”

Polydora chuckled and more carefully cut out a slab from the gorilla. “For all of you to cook. It seems we have a very hungry, very broody dragon.”

Trina narrowed her eyes over her kills and raked the tiger closer to her. “I’m not broody.”

No one said a word as she dug back into the tiger.

As I watched her, it clicked. Yev had been similar after she discovered she was pregnant, and I was told it would get worse after she laid her egg.

I’d marked Trina, and clearly it was causing some new feelings.

Dragons devoured everything in sight so that they could spend prolonged periods resting on the egg. But I hadn’t consummated my mating with Trina, so it must be some other hormonal thing.

“Fine. I guess we camp out while she finishes eating.” Maeve looked at me. “Got stuff packed in that bracer?”

I smiled triumphantly. Pulling several large tents out of my bracer, I had pretty much anything I could need. It was like a million big purses. I even had a full camping set that I dropped out in the middle of the tents.

Maeve drew her finger in a circle, and the tents popped up. “I guess we can manage that.”

“A tent isn’t going to stop us from being squished by one of those giant animals.” Helena commented, looking around.

“No. But they provide a little privacy while someone keeps watch.” I replied.

She grunted and picked a tent, poking her head in and struggling to get her wings inside the opening. “I expected these to be some sort of magic tents with a whole mansion inside.”

“Sorry. Just normal tents.” I had packed them in a hurry one day when Morgana had planned a stakeout in the middle of a park. “But I have plenty.”

“We’ll make some ice, if you can melt it?” Maeve suggested, walking over to an area and blasting a large divot into the ground. After the divot was there, she put a big block of ice in it. “That way, we can at least get a little clean.”

She pulled at her white shirt, which was now heavily stained from our travel.

The current climate was extremely muggy; I had a feeling the winter fae were really feeling the heat.

“Of course.” I breathed on the ice, melting it and going so far as to bake the ground under it. The ground would not become pottery, but I hoped it would hold water better.

“Thank you. Now, I’d ask that you let us bathe in peace.” Evelyn gave me bedroom eyes, not seeming to mean what she was saying.

“Not a problem.” I replied, watching Evelyn’s face turn into a pout as I turned away.

My attention instantly turned to Trina, who was naked and covered in blood as she walked into camp, her eyes latching onto me.

“Nope. Go bathe.” I pointed her to the little pool I had made.

She looked like she was going to fight me for a moment, but she relented and headed over.

Polydora chuckled, completely comfortable in the nude, as she also walked up. But she’d at least made an effort to wipe herself down. “Don’t blame her. She’s just going to be a handful tonight. I did not expect her to go this way.”

“Want to give me a hint as to what’s going on?” I asked.

The amazonian woman chuckled. “She wants babies. Like really bad.”

I nodded. I wasn’t sure what to make of it, but it didn’t freak me out.

I glanced back quickly to make sure they were okay.

The girls were gathering at the pool to bathe, but Evelyn had slipped back away and was motioning me to come behind a tent.

“What now?” I murmured, heading over to see what she wanted.

“Zach.” Evelyn grabbed my hands and pulled me out of view of the others. “I need to talk to you about Maeve.”

I got serious. “What’s wrong?”

“Look, you know she’s under an absolute ton of pressure right now. This whole thing with her mother has sped up things she didn’t think would be happening for millennia, and she’s confused.” Evelyn was babbling, and I was trying to keep my patience.

The fae nymph dug her toes in the ground as she struggled with what to say next.

“I understand. That’s a lot of weight being thrust upon her.” I tried to empathize.

Evelyn gave me an exasperated sigh.

At that moment, a naked, wet and hastily cleaned Trina came up behind Evelyn. “Leave.”

Evelyn did a double take at the dragon’s rudeness.

The fae, apparently, wasn’t leaving fast enough for Trina as the copper dragon started growling.

“I’ll talk to you later, Evelyn. I marked Trina but didn’t mate her, and it seems to be causing a little problem.” I was a little worried Trina was about to physically remove Evelyn and cause some sort of incident.

But Trina just moved forward, grabbing my shoulders and lifting herself up for a kiss.

I wasn’t sure where the nymph went, but she was gone. And Trina was now pawing at my pants.

“Down.” I slapped away her hand and picked her up, carrying her to the tent.

I smiled. This was a problem I knew how to solve.

Trina growled at me.

“Patience.” I tossed her inside a tent and frowned for a second, trying to work the spell for silence that Sabrina had taught me.

My fingers fumbled through the steps as Trina tugged at my pants.

“Need.” She breathed my scent deep. “Mate.”

I looked down, and her eyes were pained with need. She looked like she was only hanging on by one very frayed thread.

“Breed me.” She groaned as she licked up my abs, the tongue flicking at the end. “I want your whelps.” Her eyes were wide and her pupils were a little dilated.

I’d clearly put her through a lot by marking her without truly mating with her.

I undid my pants, and Trina was on me in an instant. Her warm chocolate eyes fixed on mine as she swallowed me and started to suckle as her fingers played with my base.

I placed my hands on her head, helping her rock over me.

Two horns grew out of her head for convenient handlebars.

Not one to leave an offer untouched. I grabbed on and used her mouth, thrusting in deep.

Trina’s head lolled back, becoming boneless as she let me use her mouth and take my pleasure.

She slurped at my cock, her tongue playing with me like a favorite ice cream as it swelled.

She leaned in a little harder, her legs parting, and that was the moment when her scent hit me. It was sweet and naughty; she was extremely wet even after washing off.

“Trina.” I groaned, feeling her lips tighten around the head and pull my skin back as I sank her back down on my cock. “Oh, that’s wonderful.”

“My pussy. Fill it up.” She begged around me, looking up into my eyes.

I didn’t need to be asked twice. Pushing her down on her back, I kissed her neck.

“No. Foreplay is done. Fuck you.” She growled. “You marked me, and my instincts have been like a fucking needy whore for you this entire day. Fill me.”

I chuckled and instead spread her legs, sinking my hips down on hers, catching her lower lips with my cock.

She was so slick that I missed, sliding up and out of her sex.

She groaned and bucked her hips. “Damnit!”

I chuckled. Pushing myself against her, I ground the base of my cock against her clit. “There.”

Trina relaxed a little, letting out soft, mewling groans. Her loose braid had come undone again, and her warm chocolate eyes peeked out as she squinted up at me. “My mate.” She smiled.

“My mate.” I bit her shoulder aggressively, making up for marking her and leaving her hanging.

As soon as my lips were unoccupied, she grabbed my head, forcing our lips together and kissing me continuously, sucking on my lips and staring into my eyes.

“Yes.” she hissed as my hips shifted and just the tip penetrated her folds.

Making her wait for a moment, I laughed as she let out a needy moan.

I slipped inside her, her wet sex opening up for me.

“Oh, my king, you are a monster.” She arched her back as I slowly drove myself all the way in. “You could go straight into my womb with that.”

I chuckled, pushing deeper until she had no more room to give.

Her ankles hooked on my thighs and pushed me harder still, and hissed as I penetrated something new. “That’s it, right in the womb.”

“That hurts?”

“So good. I feel you stretching me, going where none have gone before. Besides, I want your seed in my womb. Give me a little whelp.” She encouraged me.

My cock was almost stuck inside of her and I rocked against her, feeling like it was in something a size too small.

But it felt amazing, the wet friction adding to the moment.

I was building up to my peak, savoring the paradise of tightness.

“My king.” She cried out, panting. “I cannot take much more.” Her sex quivered around me, suckling for me to release inside of her.

I felt myself give her what she wanted, swelling briefly before shooting ropes into her.

Trina sighed in bliss and relaxed under me. “Thank you, my mate. That was wonderful.”

“Feeling better?” I teased, pulling myself out and laying down next to her.

“Oh no. Not yet. We’ll spend all night trying to give me whelps.” Trina rolled over me and stared down. Her brown eyes looked deep within mine, and they were a tiny bit crazed. “We dragonettes may not get your bed every night, so I will take the opportunities presented to me.”

She ground against me and smiled as she felt me stiffen. “Fitting of a dragon king. You are ready again so quickly. Good. You will have a large harem to satisfy.”