TAINR AND VIOLET (+18) part 1
I walk down the hallways, dizzy, hot, and with a persistent nausea that tells me Tairn, one of the powerful black dragons who chose me, has gone into heat again. The intensity of the sensations is overwhelming; the last time, I felt an uncontrollable urge to have sex with the first person I saw, but Xaden wasn’t at the Academy, sent on one of the many missions the elders undertake. Sgaeyl, Xaden’s dragon and my dragon’s mate, must be feeling Tairn’s proximity; something strange is happening.
I continue walking towards the entrance of the forest, where Tairn’s presence intensifies. Desperate, I call out to him as I run in his direction.
The minutes stretch on, endless. A cold sweat runs down my back, my vision blurs, but I manage to make out his large figure lying near the lake. On my knees, I crawl towards him. Is this our end? What’s wrong? I place my hand on his scaly forehead, burning to the touch.
—“Tairn… What’s happening? Why do I feel so bad?”
His yellow eyes open at the sound of my voice, and he whispers through the bond:
—“Sgaeyl is too far away. We won’t survive the night if I don’t mate with someone else…”
—“Do I have to find you another dragon?” I ask, confused, looking around as if finding a mate for my dragon were an act of infidelity that would seal our doom.
Suddenly, a large cloud of smoke billows out from Tairn, engulfing him completely. I cough, trying to push it away, but a hand grabs mine gently; smooth and damp, like the sweat that runs down my body. A man stares at me with yellow eyes, dark hair, and a pair of black, dragon-shaped wings.
—“Plateada, you must mate with me…
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