Chapter 11: Chapter 11

I would never hurt her.

I scream at my human wanting him to realize his stupidity. He may not like the measures that I take but in the end he will understand. She is mine. Since he could not get her to stay I will. Seeing that the dummy is finally quiet I exhale in relief. When my breath inhales twice in its rhythm I freeze at the scent of fear in the air.

“I won’t cause you harm mate. I just wish to speak with you.” I say to her as I watch her frozen against the counter. She jerks back at the sight of my reptilian eyes and blinks slowly. Feeling his hunger I pick up the fork awkwardly and start to eat my food. After missing my mouth twice I give up on the stupid utensils and start to eat with my hands.

At her chuckle, my head flies up and I tilt my head looking at her quizzically. What does mate find funny? Needing to know I decide to ask her. “What? Is there something on my face?” I ask as I bring my hands up to check. At my actions she only seems to laugh harder. Feeling a bit self-conscious I shuffle this miniscule body around in the chair trying to stop myself from walking away. We need to talk and the human wont ruin this for me.

When her laughter dies down she turns her back on me to get something off the counter. With it in hand she approaches the table and extends what I see is a cloth in offering. I look at the cloth perplexed. “You uh…you got something there” she says with a smile as she gestures to her cheeks. I take the cloth from her gently and proceed to clean my face in embarrassment.

“This is not normal for me. I apologize about my barbaric etiquette?” I say not meeting her gaze. Slowly I pick up the fork and try once more to use it to eat the food. I clench my teeth and frown once more when it fails to come all the way to my mouth. Giving up on feeding this weird human body, I sit back in my seat and look at her.

Her gaze lies heavy on my face, and I have to fight not to bring my hands up once more. Looking down at her plate I noticed that she has yet to open the container. “Eat mate. I can sense your hunger.” I tell her as I push her food closer. Slowly she takes the container with a flush of her cheeks. As she swirls her food around I find that I like the color against her creamy skin. I sniff the hair finding a sense of satisfaction when I no longer taste her fear.

“So, I guess you two really are different, huh?” she says as she takes a bite. I relax my shoulders when I see that she is now eating.

“We differ completely. He is the imbecile, and I am the smart one” I say as a fact as I watch her eat. Maximus shouts behind the barrier and I change the shield so that he can hear us, but I can no longer hear him. This will be an important moment and I don’t need him for it.

“Huh, is that right. Can I ask why you think he isn’t so smart” she ask meeting my gaze.

I grin wanting to answer this question. “There are many reasons. The most important is that he is willing to let you go. I am not. He refuses to listen to sound reasoning such as getting a haircut to impress our mate” I say as my fingers count off my reasons and I wiggle the eyebrows on his head in her direction. “He does not know what is good for him. I know what it is that we need. He chooses when to be honest and what he wants to say. I am always honest and do not believe in playing games. I will not hide the way I feel or what I want. Especially when it comes to you” I tell her ending with a low growl.

“Well, that was a lot of honesty” she says with a slight chuckle. “However, I think that I would need the opportunity to judge what type of man he is on my own. Afterall, who has gotten anywhere by trusting the words of a beast” she says with a cocky chuckle.

My dragons laughter echoes my own. Even though what she said was in pure honesty, her playful manner has definitely taken the edge off of a tense situation. Her posture seems guarded. The last time we sat at this table she was leaning forward and relaxed. Now as she sits her legs are off to the side and she is nearly balanced on the edge of her chair. I would say that she is prepared to run if she needs to.

“I may be a beast, but I am your beast. You gave me a name, which implies owner ship right”? he says leaning forward.

“So, you are my pet now is what you are saying” she says cheekily.

With a scoff he replies in tandem. “I am no pet. I do not sit around waiting for cuddles. Nor do I lick my own ass” he defends.

“So…..you are saying that if I wanted to cuddle you, it wouldn’t be allowed” she questions with one of her eyebrows arched.

“Well I…Yes… I mean no. I’m not saying that it isn’t allowed mate. I just mean to say that I don’t wait for them like….well like a dog” he says stuttering over his words.

“WE definitely want to cuddle you. Your touch would change everything” he says trying to gain back some control.

Her gaze quickly leaves my face, and she resumes eating her food. She shifts around in her seat. The lizard is making her uncomfortable and he doesn’t even know it. He stares at her and we watch as her cheeks flush and she bites her plump pink lip. The motion causes a soft rumble of pleasure to leave our chest.

“Well aren’t you a flirt” she says looking around the room for something. We watch as she gets a strange look in her eye and her gaze focuses on us once more. “Since we are on the subject, maybe you can answer a few more questions for me” she offers.

“I will answer anything you want mate” he nearly purrs as he leans forward on the table. At his reply she offers a smirk and I know that my dragon just got us into a dangerous situation. I bang against the shield needing to take control. There really are some things that as a human she does not need to know. Especially since she is leaving.

“My first question is simple. What would happen if I decided to agree with this whole mate business” she says nonchalantly. Her tone however is a misconception. As we watch here lean closer it is easy to see that she is interested. My dragon however notices none of this. Instead our gaze strays down to a small peek of her bountiful cleavage that has been revealed. He swallows roughly before answering.

“If you were to agree then you would be mine. Since it has only happened once before we are not sure on all the details. However, I know that you would have to receive my bite and mate with me. You would have to become mine in every way” he says gruffly as he watches her reaction closely.

She flushes completely as he speaks. We watch as that red color starts at her cheeks and spreads from her neck to her chest. I would kill to follow where it ends. “A bite huh. Somehow I thought that things would be more special than that. What makes you so sure I am your mate anyway”? she questions.

“As Maximus told you, your scent calls to me. When we touch I feel a sensation all over. Most of all however, it is how you can always see me when others don’t” he explains finally looking up from her breast.

“Maximus”? she questions. Shit I curse. I lied to her about my name. You just can’t help but to throw me under the bus each chance you get. Pay attention to what you say pretty boy I scream. Knowing he can’t hear me even though it is useless. “So, it appears that the human side can lie. How do I know that you do not”? she ask as she sits back in her chair. Her foot is now tapping in impatience, and I know that my lie has angered her.

“He did not lie. He chose to give you one of his many names as he was afraid that you would remember him. His name is Maximus Lee Mathers you see” he explains.

As he says this I suddenly find my strength and need to stop him from ending this all as soon as it has started. I throw my body into the entire barrier and scream as it shatters, and I rush forward in my mind. As I trade places with my beast I can feel his shock.

I was making progress. Why did you do that?

“Shut up, you idiot. If she remembers then she will only see us as a monster. Have you forgotten so quickly what you did?” I yell at him.

She is our mate. She will forgive us. My actions were only to save her.

I ignore him and turn my gaze to her. When my eyes open I see that she is still mad. However now her anger is accompanied by curiosity, and I can see the wheels turning in her mind.

“It is nice to make your acquaintance” I say as I smile and offer her my hand as a distraction. She blinks as she realizes that I am back. After a tense moment when I think she is just going to ask me more questions about what he said, she finally reaches forward.

When her hand lands in mine I clench my teeth against the tingles that run up my arm as she gasp. I squeeze her hand tighter in mine not wanting to let it go. When I finally do we just stare at each other. Curious about her reaction, I can’t help but ask. “Do you feel them now too?”

The bond is getting stronger. It is obvious because she hasn’t left us yet. Now do you see who the idiot is.

With a perplexed expression she nods her hand. “Is that what you meant when you said my touch was everything. You feel the tingles each time” she questions. I nod in answer and watch as she takes it all in. “There is more to the feeling though. It’s almost like a safety blanket I would say, or a sense of peace” she adds.

“Does it make you uncomfortable?” I ask worriedly.

She should like our touch. If you touch her more, I am sure that she will grow to love the feeling. When she is mine, I will make her beg for it.

“No….not uncomfortable. It’s just….well its strange. I sweat that I have felt something like it before but for the life of me I just can’t remember.” She says as she ponders it. A part of me feels like a dick because I know exactly when she felt that feeling. I just can’t remind her of it.

“May I try something?” I ask her. I have been rubbing my fingers against my palm for the last minute or so since she touched it. I want more of the feeling. When she nods her head slowly, I rise from my seat and offer her my hand. She lays her hand in mine gently and I sigh at being able to touch her again. Stilling myself before I lose my courage, I quickly tug her into all of me.

My skin is erupting in the feeling, and I can feel her everywhere. Simultaneously we gasp and it answers my question. Moving slowly I wrap my arms around her back as her face presses into my chest. I feel my whole body relax as I hold her in my arms. Nothing has ever felt this right. Nothing has ever felt…well this perfect. Trying to enjoy the moment I do something that I have wanted to do ever sense I first saw her sitting on that log in her camp. I lean my head down a few inches and stick my nose in her hair taking in her scent.

Yesssss. Our mate smells divine. If her scent is this good, then her taste must be delicious.

My dragon purrs in my head. His salacious thought causes my mouth to water. I tighten my arms around her waist softly to stop myself from doing exactly that. I wouldn’t even know where to start. I definitely should have picked up those pamphlets from the clinic. Maybe they would be able to explain it better.

It’s hard to say how long we stand there as she lets me hold her. After a while I shift a little when my body starts reacting to hers. The room grows warm, and I feel as if my blood is moving. The shifting causes me to react more, and I clench my teeth against the sound that wants to exit my lips. I know that I should probably let her go but I can’t seem to make my arms obey my thoughts.

This is where she belongs. In our arms.

Oddly enough, I find myself agreeing with my beast. If I could freeze this moment in time, I could stay in this moment forever. As I have the thought I feel her shifting and her breathing changes. The curls on her head tickle my chin as she moves it back to look up at me. As I gaze into her eyes I realize that she is truly a beautiful creature.

Then tell her. Our mate should feel special.

Her blue eyes shine as they meet mine. I can’t help but to look at and try to remember every single facet of a light green that I see in them as I stand so close. Her cheeks are slightly plump and as I move my eyes over her face I see that she has tiny little freckles that pepper them. I find myself smiling as how adorable I find them. A strand of hair falls gently over her right eye and unconsciously I lift a hand from around her waist to sweep it out the way.

As my fingertips tingle I watch as her blush appears once more. Curiously, I trace the color enjoying the warmth that I feel in her cheeks. Her gaze flickers briefly to my lips. In reaction my eyes fly to hers just in time to watch the tip of her tongue sneak out of her mouth to wet her lips. I find myself leaning forward wanting to taste that heavenly strip of moisture that it left behind.

Kiss her. It will be the first taste of our mate.

That slight hesitation seems to cost me, however. She quickly pushes away from me. Dumbfounded I stare at her trying to find where I went wrong. Her breast rise and fall in a quick rhythm under her shirt. Fearing that I have scared her I sniff the air for the scent of her fear. The smell that I get however is just of her but somehow stronger. As I sniff once more I realize that her honey smells sweeter and my mouth waters more.

“Would you quit doing that?” she suddenly shouts. Taken aback by her rush of anger I quick stop sniffing the air and freeze where I stand. “It’s rude to just smell someone like that. Do you always have to act like such an animal?” she questions.

My mouth gapes trying to find an answer. However, before I can she rushes from the dining room. A few seconds later I hear the bedroom door shut with a loud smack as I am left in the silence. I search around the room trying to figure out what just happened in my confusion.

You my dear friend just royally fucked up. I tried to tell you that you should have just let the master handle this. You said it yourself, I’m the pretty boy.

I roll my eyes at my dragon as I go to have a seat on the couch. “You wanted to kiss her just as much as I did. You were the one pushing me for it. If it weren’t for you, I would have been able to control myself better” I growl at him.

Don’t you go blaming me for that. It was your idea to touch her. Don’t forget that I am in your head dipshit. I know what you were thinking. I may be the beast, but she called you an animal. A beast can be tamed. A liar and an animal though, they get put out. Looks like I am going to get to stay the favorite.

He says as he mocks me. I really don’t need this right now. She doesn’t even want to stay but here I am making her uncomfortable. Needing something to do, I remove the cloak from my back. I lay it on the cushion next to me and take a few deep breaths to calm myself. I can’t be all worked up like this if I am going to ask her what I did wrong.

Make sure you grovel. Oh and apologize too. While we are making suggestions there is still time for a haircut if you want to show her you are trying. As a human we don’t have a lot to work with. You need to do something before she gets a look at my form and ends up liking me better.

“And here you wonder why I call you so many names. Can’t you say anything helpful for once” I say bitterly as I rise from the couch.