A Dragonlings' Haunted Halloween: Dragonlings of Valdier (4 page)

“That is because she knew he was destined to
be Morian’s mate,” Arosa retorted with a dismissive wave of her
hand. “This is different.”

“Is it naughty?” Arilla asked in excitement,
leaning closer to her sister. “Like when we became the two-headed
dragon and fought the brothers?”

“Better,” Arosa whispered as she glanced
around again. “Much, much better.”

Arilla clapped her hands in excitement.
“Aikaterina has gone on a journey. She will not be back for several
weeks. What are we going to do?”

“I have been watching the human women,
especially the little one called Cara,” Arosa grinned. “She has
talked about this wonderful thing called Halloween.”

“What is this Halloween? I just don’t want
to upset Aikaterina again,” Arilla said with a cautious glance
around her. “You remember how disappointed she was with us when we
went to the human’s planet in the future and helped the woman in
the transport.”

“She would have been killed when that other
ship exploded. I couldn’t just leave her to die after everything
she had done,” Arosa said defensively. “I still don’t understand
why Aikaterina was so upset. All I did was give her ship a little
push. How was I to know it would send her into the future?”

“You know Aikaterina says we must not
interfere,” Arilla replied with a sigh.

“I know. Aikaterina was very annoyed that I
had left the human on the moon, but I didn’t know what else to do
with her. I couldn’t just leave her drifting in space after I saved
her life,” Arosa retorted in a grumpy voice.

“I’m just glad I was able to close the rip
you created before those nasty creatures followed her. She was more
upset that you had opened a portal,” Arilla replied. “I closed it
before any other ships could get through. So, do you think this
Halloween will upset her as much as that did?”

A smile lit Arosa’s face. “No, I don’t think
she would be upset at all. I do think it is going to be fun. Come
with me and I’ll show you.”

Arilla nodded her head and glanced around as
another of their kind rose as well. The golden form floated up to
the top of the steps where twin pillars stood as silent sentinels.
The portal opened at the top. It created a doorway where the vast
flickering lights of a million universes beckoned to be
explored.

The translucent form dissolved as it passed
through it. While many of her kind only stayed long enough to
rebuild their strength, she and Arosa were happy on this world. By
many accounts, especially Aikaterina’s, they were still just
children having lived only a few thousand years.

Arilla turned and dissolved when she heard
Arosa’s voice calling to her. Rising, she followed her sister
through the maze of cracks and tunnels leading under the water.
Arilla increased her speed as they neared the cavern under the
Palace. She was excited to discover what this Halloween was and see
what new adventures the Dragonlings were up to.

Cara’s eyelids fluttered as Trelon came up
behind her and pressed a hot, possessive kiss to her neck. A low
laugh escaped her as she turned in his arms and wrapped hers around
his neck. She returned his heated kiss with one of her own.

“Amber and Jade are finally asleep,” he
murmured against her skin. “You know what that means, don’t
you?”

Cara pulled back enough to look into his
eyes. Her fingers played with his hair. It was starting to grow
long again now that it wasn’t getting torched or chewed on as much
anymore.

“You pass out from exhaustion?” She asked in
a teasing tone. “They were especially active after dinner
tonight.”

Trelon emitted a low growl and scooped Cara
up against him. “I’m getting better at living with little to no
sleep,” he stated proudly. “No, it is time I took my mate out for
an evening flight.”

“The girls…?” Cara asked with a raised
eyebrow.

“Symba will be here. My symbiot will not
allow them to get hurt or escape without it,” Trelon whispered as
he pulled her away from the twin’s bedroom and down the hallway to
the living room. “Don’t you want to fly?”

“You know I do,” Cara breathed as she ran
her fingers down his chest as he walked slowly backwards. “Last one
to the meadow gets the bottom.”

A low, dangerous growl escaped Trelon as
Cara darted past him. He watched her shapely ass as she ran through
the living room and out onto the balcony. His dragon snarled as she
shifted when she reached the railing. The beautiful colors of her
tiny burgundy and amethyst dragon called to him. She flashed her
emerald green eyes at him in challenge and invitation before she
launched herself into the air.

“She is incredible,” Trelon murmured to his
dragon as he swept through the balcony doors after his mate.

My mate,
his dragon roared as he took
control.

Within a fraction of a second, the body of
the large male dragon pushed off the stone railing after Cara. His
black scales shimmered in the brightness of the full twin moons.
Dark, bluish tinted scales with traces of gold mixed through them
caught and held the glow of the moon for just a moment. His large
wings swept up and down in powerful strokes as he raced to catch up
with the small dragon.

She no want the damp grass,
his
dragon informed him.

I always did like being on the
bottom,
Trelon replied with a grin.
It makes it easier to
see her face as she comes.

And go deep,
his dragon added as he
glided under the branch of a thick tree as they neared the long
meadow not far from the palace.

Trelon did a second sweep around the meadow
to make sure it was safe before he landed a few feet away from
where Cara stood. Both he and his dragon were held mesmerized by
the beauty of her as she stood frozen in the center of the long
grassy area. A light breeze blew the tall, purple grass, making it
appear as if it was dancing around a statue.

He studied her for a moment just
appreciating how beautiful she was in her dragon form as well as
her two-legged figure. Her delicate head was turned toward the
moons. Her long, slender neck was exposed and her wings were raised
outward as if she wanted to feel the cool, evening air brush across
them. Her tail was wound protectively near her left back leg. Her
right forearm was raised as if she tried to reach out and touch the
dancing waves of light flickering on the blades of the tall
grass.

You are truly magnificent,
Trelon
whispered to her as he took slow, sure steps toward her.

Cara’s head lowered and she gazed back at
him with glowing emerald eyes. She emitted a low, soft cough in
invitation. Her tail unwound and she seductively swished it back
and forth.

Oh,
mi elila, I love you,
Trelon murmured as he approached her.

*.*.*

Cara followed him as he slowly circled her.
His tail ran down along her right hip before he flicked the end
against her hindquarter. She turned and snapped at him to let him
know that she felt his possessive slap.

He snapped back with a low rumble. Cara
cursed her dragon for arching her neck to the male. She wanted to
roll her eyes at the horny bitch. She could at least give her male
a run for his money.

A surprised giggle escaped Cara when her
dragon smacked her tail against the male’s hindquarter as he came
around the other side. The low hiss told her that he had felt it as
well. A shiver of anticipation swept through Cara when the male
dragon suddenly rounded on her.

Sharp teeth sank into her exposed neck,
pulling a loud cry from her that echoed through the meadow. His
Dragon’s Fire ignited her blood as he breathed. He gripped her
shoulders with his fore claws and wrapped his wings around her so
he could pull her onto his chest as he rolled. The movement settled
her snugly on top of him.

Cara’s tail tangled with his as she steadied
herself. A startled hiss escaped her as his cock slid from the
protective slit to press against her. She didn’t think she would
ever get used to that.

Pushing her fore claws against his chest,
she arched just enough so that they aligned before she sank back
down onto him. The thrill of being held captive by such a powerful
dragon flowed through her like lava pouring from a newly erupted
volcano. Her claws kneaded his shoulders as he pressed deeper and
deeper into her.

Trelon,
Cara breathed as he pulled
her tighter. He increased each powerful stroke as his own need came
to a crest.
Yes, oh, yes…

Her dragon moaned as the male drove into her
over and over. The feel of his long shaft pushing deeper into her
heightened her need for release. A sense of loss nearly overwhelmed
her when he released her neck. That was… until the first wave of
Dragon’s Fire rushed through her. She rotated her hips and pulled
tighter on his tail in an effort to relieve the growing burning
deep inside her.

Turning her slender head, she brushed her
tongue along the smooth scales of his jaw and whimpered. He still
refused to go faster. Impatient, she nudged him with her snout
before she nipped at his ear in frustration.

A shudder escaped her when he drove into her
as deep as he could and held still. She pulled back and gazed down
into his blazing gold eyes. She blinked when he slowly pulled back
and did it again.

Trelon’s dragon was trying to tell her he
was the one in control. Deep down, she knew it was the primitive
need of the male to dominate. Bowing her head, she brushed her
tongue down along his jaw again before she opened her mouth and bit
down just under it.

Cara
,
mi elila, you play a
dangerous game,
Trelon roared out as she released the Dragon
Fire inside her.

Haven’t you learned yet that women never
fight fair when they really want something?
She whispered as
she poured everything in her into him.

The loud roar of the male echoed through the
meadow as he swelled and exploded deep inside her with a force that
took her breath away. Her own body constricted around him, locking
him to her as she responded to the cock pulsing inside her.

Finally, for just a moment,
relief,
she thought as her mind grew hazy with satisfaction.
Round two coming up after this commercial break.

You’re going to kill me, aren’t you?
Trelon groaned as pleasure and fire overwhelmed him… again.

*.*.*

“You’re late,” Zoran growled as Trelon
stumbled down the last step.

“You would be too if you had to try to tire
your mate out enough that she would pass out, not fall asleep, but
pass out!” Trelon snapped back as he swayed. “Do you have any idea
what it takes to wear Cara out?”

Muffled laughter echoed through the lower
dungeons. Trelon pushed his hair back out of his eyes. Even that
took a monumental amount of energy. He wasn’t sure he had any left
after the lovemaking marathon he had just had with his mate.

“Do you need a gravity chair?” Ha’ven asked
with a grin.

“More like a regen bed,” Vox laughed as he
came up and slapped Trelon good-naturedly on the shoulder.

Trelon stumbled forward and would have
fallen if Mandra hadn’t caught him. A part of him wished his
brother would have just let him fall. The floor was looking very
inviting right now.

“Are you going to be alright?” Mandra asked
him quietly. “We can go on without you, if you want to return to
your mate.”

Trelon glared at Mandra as he straightened.
He saw the deceptive twinkle in his brother’s eyes. He didn’t just
about kill himself wearing Cara out to give up now!

“Let’s go,” he growled under his breath. “I
want to see what this Halloween is.”

None of the men saw the almost two dozen
shadows, some large, some small, following them as they moved
through the door leading down to the cavern below.

“Dada,” Jade giggled as she burrowed into
the soft ‘saddle’ of her golden horsey.

“What is this place?” Ha’ven asked in
amazement as he gazed around the large area. “It looks… I don’t
know what it looks like. Even on all the Spaceports I’ve been to,
I’ve never seen anything like this.”

“How did they keep this quiet from all of
you?” Vox asked as he sidestepped Trelon and walked down the steps.
His eyes were focused on the tombstones across the river. A low
grumble escape him when he read the one with his name on it. “Damn
it! Riley knew about this too, didn’t she? I know she had to be the
one to write that.”

Chuckles followed Vox’s exasperated
declaration. “What is that?” Vox demanded, pointing to the carts
and the tracks. “Where does it go?”

“I don’t know,” Trelon admitted. “We didn’t
have time to check it out earlier.”

“Well, our mates were not quite as difficult
to tire out,” Vox replied with an arrogant, superior grin. “Riley
threatened to try to shoot me again if I didn’t let her sleep.
She’ll be out for the rest of the night. I made sure of that.”

“You have always been full of hot air, Vox.
You know what they say about a male who has to brag about how much
stamina he has,” Ha’ven commented as he walked by Vox and climbed
into one of the carts and sat down.

“Very funny, Ha’ven,” Vox muttered as Ha’ven
held up his pinky and wiggled it. “You can only dream your cock is
that big. Now, scoot over.”

Vox squeezed in next to Ha’ven and glanced
around. He pulled on the bar in front of him, but nothing happened.
The other men looked around the carts as well.

“Trelon, I thought you were the smart one of
the brothers. Can’t you figure out how to make this thing go?” Vox
asked as he looked up in frustration.

“Has anyone told you lately you’re an ass?”
Trelon replied sarcastically.

Vox grinned. “Riley says it all the time.
She adores me,” he bragged.