Falk Clan Tales - Chapter 52: Chapter 52

“Does this mean I’m yours now?” her soft voice was unfamiliar even to her own ears.
She felt more than saw his smile. Her face buried against the soft hair that covered his wide chest. He smelled so good, like pine, smoke, and musk. Utterly intoxicating.
She finally understood what had her Coyote going nuts the second he’d looked at her with his Dragon in his eyes. He was her one true mate.
Fated and chosen by the Universe to be hers. A fairytale, she’d thought as a child, but here was living proof.
Nikolai Falk, sexy Dragon Shifter, genius software developer, and multi-millionaire many times over, was her mate. Holy crap.
He not only recognized the fact, but he’d just claimed her on the dining room table of his own fucking castle.
Her. Little Miss Nobody Coyote Shifter from a band who’d rather not acknowledge her chubby existence. Cinderella ain’t got shit on me.
Not that she was down on herself exactly. She was a confident modern woman. She knew she was smart, good at her job, and definitely worthy.
Regardless of what the prick ex of hers said. Still, there was so much about him she didn’t know.
“We should talk,” she said as he laid her down on an enormous bed made up with dark green sheets and a heavenly soft comforter.
“Ask me anything, mate,” he said as he settled in beside her.
He couldn’t seem to stop touching her. Hand on her arm, lips on her skin, fingers tracing her hair. It was something she absolutely loved.
“When?”
“When did I know you were mine?” He guessed correctly. Their bond was already working at making them more in tune with each other.
“The second I scented you at the ball. I searched and found you and it was all I could do not to take you right there on the floor,” he spoke without inhibition or reticence of any kind.
“I remember the kiss, but when did you know I was your mate?”
“I told you, sweet mate, that second. My Dragon recognized you, loved you immediately. From that point on, my body, mind, heart, and soul belonged to you. No other, Melody, only you,” he lifted a finger and trailed it from her cheek down her neck to her shoulder.
He dipped it further and she frowned. A stinging sensation following his fingers.
Melody looked down and gasped. A mark was beginning to blossom just there, across her left shoulder. A green rose with swirling leaves and vines flowing from it.
It glowed and pulsed on her skin, warming it. She felt him there. Tears filled her eyes.
“What is it?”
“It is my marking, my emerald rose. See this here,” he taped a matching symbol on his chest, it pulsed beneath her fingers. The hum of magic tickling her senses.
“Before I found you, it was shriveled, almost dying. A Dragon’s rose is connected to his heart and soul, his sacred bond to be shared only with his fated mate. I thought it was never going to happen for me, that I would despair in my loneliness until rage consumed me, then I found you. I have claimed you, and now, my emerald rose, you have accepted me,” his cocky grin was almost contagious.
“How can you tell I accepted? Maybe you just made me delirious with your sexy skills,” she smiled coyly, and was treated to some sensual wrestling that ended with him towering over her prone form.
He bit down playfully over her claiming mark. The action sending shivers down her spine directly to her needy sex. She could hardly believe how much she wanted him, needed him, burned for his body. And more.
“Look,” he said and lifted himself up. She mourned the loss of his hot flesh but understood what he was showing her.
He lifted so that his chest was visible and there she saw how his rose reacted to her nearness, the vines swirling and eliciting the same reaction from hers.
She reached up with shaky fingers and traced the glowing lines that marked his perfect body. He trembled at her touch and she grew bolder.
Empowered by his helpless reaction to her hands, she ran them up and down the hard planes of his sculpture worthy form. He pressed his naked hips against hers and she moaned at the sizzling friction.
“We are tied now forever, my Melody. No one can come between us, love,” he leaned forward and kissed her mouth with so much feeling and tenderness.
Emotions that could not be reduced to mere words. Mate. Mine. His heart, his body, his soul. All mine.
“Es meus,” he nibbled at her chin and neck, and she felt her body opening for him.
Never before had she felt so confident and bold in her body. The purely lustful look in his eyes when his gaze swept her form removed any doubts she may have had. Fuck her ex, fuck everyone else. Only he mattered.
“What does that mean? Es meus? You keep repeating that phrase?”
“It is my native Dracan, Dragon language, my sweet mate. It means you are mine, my own,” he growled and dipped his decadent tongue between her breasts.
Melody sighed and stretched. She was insatiable when it came to him. The way he touched her, worshipped her, was unlike anything in her experience.
Her Coyote yipped, and she knew he was worthy. He would never hurt her. When a Shifter found his mate, it meant forever. A lifetime of love.
“Niko?”
“Yes, baby?”
“I love you.”
He lifted his gorgeous head and stared at her with eyes like green fire. His grip on her tightened briefly and he bent to kiss her, eyes closed as if the act was painful.
Melody moaned under his masterful skill, but more so because she felt him, in her heart.
His emerald rose was blossoming. She swelled with the knowledge. Proud and grateful for having him in her life. All his thoughts, feelings, desires sifted through to her from their newly formed bond.
She felt his promise to keep her safe, his passion for her body and mind, and his love shine through that special connection they shared. A connection only true fated mates could ever know.
She smiled as her own marking warmed her skin and gasped as his long, thick cock found her entrance. Her pussy was sopping wet, hot and needy even after their coming together downstairs only minutes ago.
“Baby, I love you too. I need you,” he growled in her ear.
“Push up, yes, like that. Let me fill every inch of you. I’m going to stamp my scent all over you, sweet, sexy mate. Fill you with my cum, and make you scream my name.”
God, yes, she wanted that too. He was so fucking hot. Sexy and handsome. She knew in her heart she belonged with her sexy Dragon Shifter as she never had Thomas or any other male of her acquaintance.
“I want to meet your Dragon,” she gasped as he thrust in and out of her.
“Yes,” he growled, “I want that to. And to meet your beautiful Coyote.”
“Yes,” she moaned.
“First, I’m going to fuck you every way I can, fill you up with me. You want that, my love, I know you do,” his dirty words were just icing on the cake.
Melody’s body sang for him. He made her cream just by saying her name. Body and soul recognized him as her other half. Oh my. She felt so right, wrapped around him.
“Grrrr. My Melody, you feel so fucking good,” he growled deep in his throat, more Dragon than man.
She saw the truth shining in his emerald eyes. In ways his words couldn’t express, he loved her with his body, claiming her as his very own. She’d never felt such intense pleasure, knowing in her soul she was created for him in that very moment.
This time, she thought, I will claim him as well. Melody pushed up against his chest, using a little of her Coyote to help get his attention. Her mate’s eyebrows shot up, but he understood without words.
His eyes flared. Nikolai’s chest grumbled as he gripped her waist and flipped them over so that he was on his back beneath her.
Melody arched as his cock impaled her, sliding further than ever before. She felt him, everywhere.
Oh, fuck yes. She rocked her hips slowly, sliding up and down over his long, hard shaft. His thick cock felt heavenly, a perfect fit.
She squeezed with her thighs and her mate groaned. Her Niko gripped her hips attempting to exact control from her, but she had other things in mind.
She grabbed his hands and pushed them over his head, draping her entire body over him. Her lips crashed into his, tongues swirling as she continued to undulate rhythmically.
Melody growled, her Coyote coming forward as she recognized the call to claim. Her mating instinct was running her now. Grrr. She moved frantically, her peak cresting. Almost there.
She felt her fangs elongate in her mouth and nuzzled his face, so he’d move and give her room. He did without words, the symphony of their bodies slapping bringing her to even greater heights.
Melody was wild for him. Saliva coated her tongue as she anticipated his flavor. She needed this. Needed him.
A deep growl built up from her chest as she kissed and licked his neck. He growled her name, fingers clawing her hips.
That hint of pain made her pleasure that much greater. She couldn’t wait to give him that.
Without warning, she reared back and bit down. Slicing his skin like butter. Fucking hell, his rich flavor coated her mouth and tongue, sliding down her throat.
His taste was heady and powerful, like the magical beast he was. Dragon. Mine. Mate.
“Melody, mate,” he roared her name and grabbed her by the ass. He lifted her up and down at a punishing pace. Pounding his cock inside of her while she sucked and lapped at the wound.
Seconds later stars burst behind her eyes as he struck again over his own mating mark.
The coppery scent of their combined blood met her nostrils. She growled loving the mixed fragrance. Pine and citrus, musk and sex. Mates.
Together they reached ecstasy. Their bodies and hearts in perfect time with each other.
It was like nothing she’d ever experienced in her thirty-five years on this earth. Her human side might have doubted had her Coyote not shown her the truth.
This was the way of Shifters. Mating was fast and primal. Instinct and certainty. No room for fear and doubt. The Universe did not make mistakes.
I will never doubt again, she thought as he wrapped her up in his powerful arms.
“You will never have cause to doubt me, love. I will never hurt you. I love you. You are everything to me, my beautiful Melody.”
“I love you, Niko,” she sighed.
All of her anxieties eased out of her with that last declaration. Sure, they had some work to do. Getting to know each other and everything.
“I want you with me, here. Will you do that Melody?”
“I want to be with you too. If you’re sure,” she flicked her gaze down, but he’d have none of that.
“Look into my eyes, mate. You are mine surely as I belong to you. Our matebond is strong, you bear my emerald rose, surely as you wear that dragon tattoo on your back-”
“You saw?”
“You mean the miniature portrait of my dragon? Yes, love,” his grin was her undoing, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him again.
“Your Dragon?”
“It is an exact copy, I swear it.”
She heard the certainty in his voice and more when he opened his mind’s eye to her. His beast was glorious. An enormous green dragon with a long neck and fierce teeth. He puffed smoke from his nostrils and chuffed for her. Love and possession emanating from him. Beautiful. And yes, she thought, an exact replica of my tattoo.
“Marry me?” She spoke the words before she could stop them, and her Dragon Shifter roared a laugh before kissing her again.
“You took the words right out of my mouth.”
“Mmm, don’t worry. I have other uses for your mouth besides words, mate.”
She tugged him close, and he willingly went where she led. She lifted her head, monitoring his progress as he slowly licked his way down her body.
Thank god for Shifter resilience, she bit her lip and moaned as he kissed her sensitive inner thigh.
“Do you like that, love?”
“Mmm. I think I can live with it,” she teased, then lost all ability to speak as his long, clever tongue snaked out and flicked across her sensitive clit.
“Niko?”
“Mmm.”
“You never answered my question. Will you marry me?”
“Yes, love, and I was going to ask,” he growled and scraped his fang over her sensitive nub before proceeding to fuck her with his tongue.
“Beat you to it,” she moaned.
“Yes, we will marry, mate, and you will bear my young, and we will fill this castle with laughter and life,” he growled as he lifted to his knees, spreading her legs wide.
“Yes,” she answered, her sex moist and ready for him.
He thrust his ever-ready manhood inside of her hitting her g-spot and grinding his pubis against her needy clit.
He knew just how to touch her to make her scream and moan. He gripped her hips and pushed her down into the mattress. Her pussy clenched around him.
“Niko.” she yelled.
He snatched control then and pumped furiously into her body. She needed that. Needed him like no one else. For the first time in her life Melody truly let go. He was hers. There was no doubt in her mind.
Melody’s orgasm hit her like a tsunami. A thousand waves of pleasure coursed over her body and she reveled in every single one.
“You are so fucking beautiful when you come,” he growled and followed her into oblivion.
Hours later…
“Niko?”
“Mm,” her Dragon Shifter grumbled from his spot underneath her limp body.
They’d spent the entire evening in bed. Melody was exhausted, true, but she wasn’t ready to slip into sleep just yet.
“The night we met, at the ball, there was a woman, my Coyote sensed she was a Witch.”
She lifted herself off his chest to straddle him, aware of his sudden attention as certain parts of him perked up. Grrr. Later.
“What?” he lifted a hand to trace the outline of her breast, but she swatted him away.
“Niko, talk first, sexy times, later. Okay?”
“Anything for you,” he said, but his naughty fingers continued to trace along her thighs and hips, nearly distracting her.
“The Witch, Nikolai, she said something odd?”
“What did this Witch say, my love, and do I need to hunt her down?”
“No, hush. Listen. She said there were rumors about you.”
His grin soon turned into a frown and she guessed he knew what this was all about. He lifted her off him and stood up. His nudity aside, he looked about nervously and paced the room.
“Uh, Melody, are you sure you want to discuss this?”
“Yes? I mean, yes,” she said a little more firmly, “She said-”
“I imagine she told you rumors of my inability to perform on command?” His skin burned bright red, and she smiled at his boyishness.
Her big, bad Dragon Shifter was embarrassed. As if he had reason to be. She kept a straight face as he ruffled a hand through his har and exhaled. He sat down on the edge of the bed, his back towards her as he spoke.
“The fact is, Melody,” he growled and continued though it was obvious he was uncomfortable.
“I have not taken a lover in over a century. My Dragon would not, um, cooperate, you see. He was not interested in tasting pleasure with anyone other than my one, fated mate.”
Melody’s jaw hung open. Was she hearing this correctly? The man who had so thoroughly loved her the past two days had been abstinent for longer than she’d been alive. Holy cow.
“This is not something I’ve talked about with anyone else,” he began, but before he could finish, she’d wrapped herself around him from behind.
“Niko?”
“Yes?” Tension rolled off him in waves as she decided what she was going to say.
“You waited all that time to find your mate?”
“I waited all that time for you.”
“So, that’s your big secret is it? And I thought it was gonna be something all bloody and gory,”
“Ha,” he laughed, “That’s my secret, love, no guts or gore, just a Dragon hopelessly waiting for his love to come to him.”
She felt his happiness bloom between their matebond as he reached for her and dragged her across his lap.
“Well, that’s a secret I think I can live with.” She smiled as she kissed him. Love, desire, and promise filled her from head to toe. Melody trembled with anticipation for her big, sexy mate.
They tumbled together in their bed and explored one another for the rest of the night. Wave after wave of rapturous bliss engulfed them. Finally, her mate turned to her and smiled.
“So, what now?” She asked.
“Now, there are no more secrets. Just us, sweet mate.”