The Dragon Rider

**This is Book Two of The Dragon Thief Trilogy

The golden queen shall rise to mate,

As silver wings await their fate.

When ancient flames begin to soar,

Two dragons join forevermore.

Skylar

I have no idea why I’m so irritable. Ryuki is doing what he’s done with me every day since I confronted my father and Kenneth. He has me practicing to harness the power of the thunder.

He asked me how I did it when we were fighting. I’m still not exactly sure. I just knew I wasn’t willing to let my thunder die because royals, even royals that I’ve cared about for most of my life, were trying to kill them.

“Come on, Skylar. You can do this. Focus,” he says.

“I AM focused,” I snap.

I know he’s not trying to aggravate me, but this isn’t exactly easy. If it was, everyone would do it. Since I’m the only one who can, he can just back off!

I stretch my neck and roll my shoulders. Why am I so irritable? It feels like everything, the breeze, his words, even the breathing of the dragons around me is like sandpaper against my skin.

“Maybe we should take a break,” he says.

“Maybe you should just give me a minute, Ryuki. This isn’t as easy as it seems,” I growl. Well, it would be a growl if Cyryl was awake. Instead, she’s sleeping next to Bynjym like she doesn’t have a care in the world.

“Skylar,” he says patiently, turning my face so I’m looking at him.

He opens his mouth to say something else, something I’m already planning to snap at, when Cyryl’s consciousness awakens in my mind and I’m overwhelmed with blinding lust.

Ryuki warned me. He told me that I wouldn’t care who I had sex with when she rose to mate. He told me that I wouldn’t care what I did or who I did it with, but I didn’t understand.

There’s no way for a human to understand a dragon’s need to mate.

I hear Cyryl hiss at Bynjym and the other dragons as she stands. I feel her intent to make them work to catch her, to earn their right to mate with their queen.

She may feel desperate to mate, but only the best is worthy of her.

They are nothing.

She is everything.

As she leaps into the sky, ready to weed out the dragons unworthy of a golden queen, I turn to Ryuki.

I leap at him, straddling him and wrapping my arms around him while grinding myself against him.

I begin tearing his clothes off, needing to feel his skin against mine, needing to feel his hot, hard cock inside me.

“Now! NOW!” I scream.

“Skylar, give it a minute,” he says through gritted teeth.

“If you won’t, then …” I start to crawl off him, but he snarls, grabbing my hair and holding me as his mouth slams against mine.

I purr as he forces his tongue into my mouth and begins dominating the kiss. I rake my nails down his back needing him to give me more.

I can feel my dragon soaring, taunting the silvers and bronzes who dared to chase her.

As if any of them could catch her.

I push Ryuki onto his back and begin tugging his pants down. His hard cock springs free and I instantly line him at my entrance.

I slam my body down on him and scream in pleasure, hearing Cyryl’s echoing scream in the air above me and in my mind.

He rips my shirt off, leaving me naked to the world. I don’t care. I don’t care who sees me. I desperately need to come.

I need to come RIGHT NOW!

I scream again as an orgasm unlike anything I’ve felt before rips through me.

I feel Ryuki’s hands on my hips, forcing me to ride him through my orgasm. Then he flips our positions so I’m on my back as he pounds into me, hard and fast.

“Yes! YES! Harder! FUCK ME HARDER!” I demand.

His mouth claims mine in another dominant kiss as he pulls my legs over his shoulders so I can take him even deeper than before.

“Mine!” he growls.

The sound reverberates through my body and into my soul.

“Not yet, we aren’t.”

My response is more Cyryl than me and I have a moment to wonder if Ryuki’s claim on me was more Bynjym than him.

Then, I’m screaming through another powerful orgasm.

As fantastic as it feels, it’s not enough. I need more.

I start to flip our positions again, but Ryuki flips me onto my hands and knees, pushing my face to the ground before slamming into me from behind and jack hammering into me.

“Yes! MORE!” I scream, arching to take him deeper.

“MINE!” he snarls, then bites into my shoulder so hard that I know I’ll be bruised.

It doesn’t matter, it feels so good that I come again.

“HARDER!” I scream.

He sits up and grabs my hips before slamming into me, giving me everything I’m asking for.

“Yes! YES!” I scream again as my pussy pulses around his cock, milking him while my dragon continues to taunt what’s left of the dragons in the air behind her.

Through my dragon’s eyes, I see her look at the remaining dragons.

I feel her pleasure as if it’s my own that every silver is chasing her, even the ones who recently mated another dragon. They are all here for her. They all want her.

Through her, I hear Bynjym growl. Through Ryuki, I feel it against my body. It makes my nipples sing with pleasure and makes me come again. I scream through another orgasm as Cyryl dives, causing chaos among the dragons.

They have to pull up and away so they don’t run into each other and she clicks tauntingly at them while she rises high into the sky again.

As she continues her rigorous flight, every bronze except Yttyc falls away exhausted and giving up. Then Yntyn drops away, then Pytryck. Both of them have recently flown another female and have dragon nests to protect, so I’m not surprised when they drop out earlier than the others.

That leaves only three dragons – Yttyc, Thyyd, and Bynjym.

She purrs at the idea of Bynjym mating her. We both know, instinctively, that her best chance of producing a golden queen is with Bynjym. He is the strongest of the dragons and is already in a leadership position because he found his rider.

The bond between the four of us would make the entire thunder stronger since both dragons have found their riders. Cyryl wants him, but he has to be worthy of her. He has to catch her.

It feels as if every one of my orgasms spurs my dragon to fly harder, giving her the strength to continue flying and waiting for her own release until the strongest of the dragons catches her.

My dragon has been very clear. The dragon who catches her in this mating flight will be her mate for life. That is why she’s pushing so hard to get them to drop out. Only the strongest male can be her mate. Even Yntyn and Pytryck left their mates’ nests to have a chance of creating a lifetime mate bond with Cyryl. If we are to make this thunder stronger, she must bind herself to the strongest dragon.

Ryuki continues to pound into me as my mind and body are split between myself and my dragon. My body explodes in pleasure as my mind soars with Cyryl, taunting the remaining dragons.

Suddenly, Thyyd dives, attempting to catch her, but Cyryl pulls back, rising to a vertical position before spinning on her wingtip and changing direction midair in a magnificant aerial display of power.

She screams her dominance over the silver who thought he could catch her, before turning to find the other two dragons.

‘MINE!’

Bynjym’s voice booms in my mind a moment before his teeth sink into the back of Cyryl’s neck.

This time, her scream is one of frustration and fear as her wings collide with his and she falters in her flight.

Bynjym’s purring growl flows through my mind and through Ryuki’s body, making me come hard again.

I scream, just as Cyryl does, but for very different reasons.

Bynjym’s strong wings remain extended holding both himself and Cyryl in the sky as she struggles to regain her balance.

As soon as she spreads her wings again, leveling out and letting the air catch under her wings, Bynjym’s warm body covers hers.

‘You are mine now, My Queen. Mine and only mine,’ he purrs as he guides them back to earth.

Their bodies crash to the ground, and Bynjym pins Cyryl’s body beneath his. The moment they land, Bynjym thrusts into Cyryl.

Her body explodes in an orgasm that is unlike anything I’ve ever felt before.

My scream combines with hers as our bodies sing with pleasure.

Somewhere in the back of my mind, I realize that Ryuki and Bynjym are thrusting into us at the same punishing pace, but I’m so lost in the sensation of mating, lost in the unbreakable bond that is forming between Cyryl and Bynjym, that I can’t focus on anything other than that.

I have no idea how long our dragons mate. All I know is that there is nothing except Cyryl, Bynjym, Ryuki, and me. Both man and dragon empty themselves again and again inside us. Cyryl can feel Bynjym spraying his sperm over her eggs, making sure that he gives her the queen dragon that she needs to stake her claim as queen of the thunder.

When Ryuki finally collapses next to me, I’m exhausted and sore in places I’ve never been sore before. My body feels wrecked, used, and abused, but also still tingles from the effects of so many powerful orgasms.

He wraps his body around mine, pulling me against him.

“Mine,” he growls, but this time it’s only the man, not the dragon, who is saying it.

In my head, I feel Bynjym wrapping his body around Cyryl, protecting her and making sure she is safe while she sleeps.

“I love you, Skylar,” Ryuki says against my ear.

I want to tell him I love him too, but I’m too tired. I hope he knows I do.

It’s the last thought I have before I fall into an exhausted sleep.