Mythia walked into the bedroom and found Kelsey standing by the window in their bedroom.

Mythia didn’t require much sleep. Her dragon was barely able to settle knowing that Xomor was going to try and figure out who his kin was that had touched the medallion.

She had left the room to allow Kelsey to rest. Their lovemaking in the sunroom had only been the beginning. She’d brought her mate to their bedroom, where it had continued on for hours. Her dragon was insatiable when it came to their mate.

She was pleased that Kelsey appeared to keep pace with her.

After multiple orgasms, her little human finally fell into a hard slumber.

The desire for her mate remained strong. Instead of waking Kelsey again so she could have her, Mythia left the room. She’d went down to the library and tried to research the connection that Xomor claimed he had on the Rose family.

She’d kept centuries of records, but couldn’t find what she was looking for. She sent an urgent message to Galdar, her older brother. She hadn’t spoked to the grumpy dragon in at least fifty years. His lair was located in the Rif Mountains along the Mediterranean coastline of Morocco, and it was rare for him to venture into her part of the world.

If anyone could trace down a family lineage, her brother could. She just had to wait for him to contact her. Afterward, she had gone to speak with Fiona to request a special breakfast for them.

She quietly made her way across the room while taking Kelsey in. She was dressed in a white floor length silk robe, and her dark hair was left to fall freely around her shoulders. Mythia arrived behind Kelsey and slid her arms around her waist, pulling her back to her.

She nuzzled her face into the crook of Kelsey’s neck. “Morning, mate.”

“I wondered where you went,” Kelsey murmured, a hint of a smile in her voice as she rested back into Mythia’s embrace. Satisfaction swelled inside Mythia’s chest. Her mate was accepting her.

“Was my mate missing me?” Mythia inhaled the light floral scent lingering on her mate’s neck.

“I was. I don’t think I like waking up without you next to me,” Kelsey admitted softly. She pulled her hair to the opposite side of her neck as if to offer it to Mythia.

“Just know that if I do have to leave before you wake, I will always return to you.” Mythia’s tongue glided along her soft skin as her hand traveled up Kelsey’s stomach to her breasts.

Mythia growled. The mating bond was calling to her, demanding she claim her mate.

Not yet.

She hadn’t even revealed the hoard she had collected for Kelsey. Tonight, she would do so.

Dragon claiming tradition called for her to present the many treasures she had collected to her mate. If her mate was pleased and accepted, then she would claim her.

She grew slightly nervous.

What if everything she had wasn’t enough?

There had been a few rejections in the history of dragon claiming. Those dragons who were rejected by their mates had gone insane.

Mythia inhaled sharply. The fates wouldn’t do that to her. Kelsey was hers. If she wasn’t happy with the amount of treasure waiting for her, Mythia would scour the earth’s surface for even more gold, silver, and diamonds, until Kelsey would have no other choice but to accept her.

“You promise?” Kelsey’s quiet question rivaled something in Mythia.

Her gums burned and stretched as her sharp fangs burst forth. She scraped them along Kelsey’s skin, making her tremble.

“Always,” Mythia growled. This was one promise she would keep. The urge to pierce Kelsey’s neck was growing, but she would have to resist.

She brushed open the robe, exposing her beautiful mate’s body. The sun’s rays highlighted her tanned skin and rosy nipples. Mythia took her breast in her hand again, pinching Kelsey’s budded nipple. Her mate cried out and leaned her head back onto Mythia’s shoulder.

Mythia’s other hand lowered to Kelsey’s soft belly to her plump, parted lips, finding her mate’s pussy coated in her arousal. Groaning, Mythia slid her finger through the wetness, then rubbed it over Kelsey’s clit.

“Mine.” She nipped at her skin, but not enough to break it. She began rubbing small circles on Kelsey’s swollen bud.

“Yes, I’m yours,” Kelsey breathed. Her body arched off Mythia’s as she writhed in her arms.

Mythia increased her pace while applying more pressure to her bundle of nerves. She pinched and pulled on Kelsey’s nipple, making her moan.

“Take your pleasure, my love.”

Kelsey threw her head back and screamed. The tremors shook through her body so hard, Mythia had to tighten her hold to keep her from falling.

Finally, Kelsey fell back against Mythia, panting heavily. Mythia continued to rub in slow, rhythmic motions as she came down, enjoying the feel of Kelsey’s warm release.

Kelsey turned her face toward Mythia, seeking her lips. Mythia rewarded her with a deep, passionate kiss as she pulled her hand out from between Kelsey’s thighs.

Mythia spun them around and backed Kelsey up until the back of her legs hit the bed. She tore her lips from Kelsey’s and brought her fingers to her lips. Kelsey grew still, watching her lick each of her fingers clean of her release.

“You’re so fucking tasty,” Mythia chuckled, running her tongue along her middle finger, lapping up the last bit of cream.

Bending down, she lifted Kelsey up by the back of her thighs and laid her out on the bed. Spreading Kelsey’s legs wide, she covered her pussy with her mouth.

* * *

Kelsey rested her head against the crook of Mythia’s arm, their warm, naked bodies entwined together. Her breasts were pressed against Mythia’s, but she scooted even closer, not wanting any space between them.

Mythia’s fingers slowly trailed along Kelsey’s back. Even though it was soft, soothing sensations, it was also arousing.

How could she possibly be ready to again?

Kelsey closed her eyes and sighed, basking in the feeling of Mythia tightening her hold around her.

She felt safe, protected, and loved.

She didn’t know what she needed to be protected from, but she knew Mythia would defend her against anything.

Her thoughts drifted to the medallion on the nightstand. They hadn’t spoken about the weird thing that had occurred when she’d touched it.

“What was that when I touched the necklace?” she asked. It had been frightening to think that her touching it caused something bad to happen.

“The ruby medallion had a curse on it,” Mythia began. Kelsey stiffened at the announcement. She had never heard of it being cursed.

“Cursed? By who?”

“That’s what I need to find out.” Kelsey looked up and found Mythia staring at the ceiling. “But I know why the curse was placed on it.”

Kelsey sensed this conversation was about to go deep. Pushing up from her position, she leaned back against the pillows while Mythia rolled over to her back, forcing the sheets lower, revealing her brown breasts.

Kelsey tried to keep from staring at them. They were perfect in every way. Memories of her mouth on them came to mind—

She cleared her throat and tore her eyes away from the brown mounds and to Mythia’s face. “Why was it cursed?”

“What do you know about your family’s line?”

“Nothing more than what my mother and grandmother have shared with me. As for my father’s side, I don’t know anything about him, nor have I ever met him.”

They sat in a comfortable silence for what seemed like minutes, but was only seconds. Kelsey wasn’t sure where Mythia was going with her line of questioning.

Mythia pushed up on her elbow and announced, “I believe you have dragon blood in you.”

“There’s always been a joke about me being one sixteenth on my mother’s father’s side.” Her mother had shared that with her when she was younger.

“This is not a joke, and I believe you’re more than what you think. If you don’t know your father and his lineage, it could be possible that there’s a dragon kin on his side too.” Mythia sat up and took Kelsey’s hand in hers. The seriousness in her expression worried Kelsey.

“What are you saying?”

“This explains how you’re able to sense the mating bond, your easy acceptance of fate, your comfortable nature around me.”

“Are you saying I can shift into a dragon?”

“No.” A small smile played on Mythia’s lips. “What I’m saying is, because of the blood running through your veins, you are special.”

She pressed a kiss to Kelsey’s fingers. Kelsey moved closer to her, but Mythia held her back.

“Remember when you mentioned the man from your time walk journey?”

“The one you fought.”

“He has claimed that the curse was placed on the medallion. He is bound to it.”

“What?” she exclaimed. Her heart began to race. Was he going to do her harm for touching the necklace? “Why would he be bound to my family’s necklace?”

“Because he is your ancestor. Any one of his kin who owns and touches it he will come to protect you.”

Kelsey paused at the thought that not only was it just confirmed she had dragon kin in her lineage, but that he was still around. He wanted to protect her? Did that mean get to know her and her family? Walk amongst them?

“That doesn’t sound too bad. If I’m his kin, and he wants to be—”

“He will take you from me,” Mythia growled, her grip tightening on Kelsey. “Per dragon law, an unmated member of a dragon’s family, no matter how many times removed, will be placed under that dragon’s protection.”

“But I don’t want to leave.”

“I’m in the middle of trying to confirm his claim. I’m waiting for my brother to get back with me.” Mythia gathered her into her arms, and Kelsey leaned into her warm embrace. “He is the keeper of all dragon lineages. He’ll know if Xomor’s claim is true.”

She didn’t want to be taken from Mythia.

That scary looking man was her ancestor? She shuddered at the memory of his angry eyes.

“And if it is, how do we stop it?” Kelsey pulled back and met Mythia’s amber gaze.

“You must be claimed by your mate. Then, his claim will be voided.”

“Then do it.” The words escaped her lips before she even had a chance to think. It was an automatic response, because she knew it was what was meant to be.

She belonged to Mythia.

Kelsey moved on the bed and straddled Mythia’s lap, presenting her neck to her.

“Make me yours,” she breathed. Her core clenched at the thought of Mythia sinking her sharp fangs into her flesh. Everything Mythia shared with her about dragon’s blood made complete sense to her. If she had dragon on her father’s side, that would enhance her connection with them.

What would make even more sense was for Mythia to put her mark on her now.

Mythia took hold of Kelsey’s chin and tipped her face down to meet her gaze.

“It’s not that easy.”

“Why not? Don’t you just bite me and the magic happens?” She wrapped her arms around Mythia’s neck, bringing her face between her breasts. She wasn’t above using sexual favors to get what she wanted from her woman.

Mythia inhaled and rubbed her face along Kelsey’s sternum while cupping Kelsey’s ass.

“There’s this thing called tradition.” Mythia’s response was muffled. Her tongue slid along Kelsey’s chest before she lifted her face. “There’s something we need to do.”

“And what might that be?” Kelsey rotated her hips around, grinding down on Mythia’s lap. She’d had a healthy sexual appetite before, but now it was mind-boggling how much she needed sex.

And not just with anyone.

Mythia.

“Not that,” Mythia murmured. “Though they do go together quite well.

“Whatever we have to do, I want to do it.” Kelsey was starting to breathe heavier, growing more aroused as the seconds ticked by.

“Then we shall. But first, I must take care of you.”

Kelsey jerked as something appeared on Mythia’s body. She looked down and found Mythia fitted with a monster sized strap-on. The cock was long with a thick girth. Her hand automatically dropped to it. She couldn’t wrap her small hand around it.

“This is too big,” Kelsey chuckled nervously as she eyed it. She’d never taken one that big before. It looked like it could split her in two.

“You’re going to take it, my love. Do you trust me?” Mythia raised her perfectly sculpted brow. The commanding tone in Mythia’s voice didn’t go over her head.

Her woman was telling her she didn’t have a choice.

Kelsey moaned, loving how her dragon mate knew just what she needed and provided it.

She leaned forward and pressed her lips to Mythia’s. This time, she controlled the kiss.

Mythia helped lift her up, the tip of the hard shaft nudging the entrance of her soaked pussy. She lowered herself down, taking the first inch. She paused, breathing harder, then closed her eyes, focusing on the sensation of being stretched.

Mythia pushed up slightly, introducing more of it into her.

“Oh, God,” she panted as she continued to slide down. She didn’t stop until it was buried fully inside of her. She couldn’t believe she was able to take something so big.

Kelsey rocked her hips slowly, testing herself out. There was no pain, only pleasure. She lifted herself up and glided slowly down again, her body accommodating it with ease.

A shudder rippled through her.

“Have all the fun you want, mate,” Mythia asserted, her amber eyes blazing with desire. She captured Kelsey’s breast with her teeth, biting down on it, sending a jolt all through Kelsey’s body.

Her body moved on autopilot. The pleasure coursing through her as the cock slid in and out of her was overwhelming. Mythia began to pump her hips, sending it unbelievably deeper. She cried out, her movements becoming more frenzied as she raced after her release.

“Yes,” she hissed, bouncing up and down. Mythia rolled them over until she was on her back, the cock still lodged deep inside her.

Mythia took over.

Hard and fast, she took Kelsey, keeping a steady pace that had her on the edge, ready to come.

Adjusting their position, Mythia pushed her legs back and rested her hands on the back of her thighs. It allowed her to sink so deep, Kelsey saw stars.

She gasped, no longer able to hold back.

Her body detonated. The pleasure exploded within her, taking her breath away. She rode the waves of the most intense orgasm she’d ever experience.

Mythia continued to thrust, not giving her any relief. The cock slid into effortlessly, hitting every corner of her channel. The ecstasy from it moving inside of her was life-altering.

“Mythia!” she screamed as another wave of pleasure crashed into her, sending her into another soul-searing orgasm. It was so intense, tears spilled uncontrollably down her cheeks.

Mythia thrust one last time, lodging deep inside of her. She’d never felt so full before in her life. There was nothing like it.

She held onto Mythia with what little strength she had.

If she were to die from pleasure today, she would go out one happy woman.