The following morning, I found myself in Taran’s arms. I’m not sure how I got here, but my head is on his chest, and one of my arms is around him. One of his hands rests on my waist and the other on my elbow. It is like he’s holding me to him. It makes me feel safe.I pull away without waking him and go to the shower. Taran took a lot out of me yesterday, and I feel it today. Bryan was rough with me a lot but never like that. I never thought I could handle the amount of force Taran used last night, but I did, and I liked it.This arrangement might work out better than I originally anticipated. I thought I would feel more like an escort, but I feel more like a lover. If Taran treated his other companions, there is no way they would turn against him. I’m sure there are things Taran isn’t telling me. Maybe I should voice my concerns to him.“Tru?” I hear Taran call me.“I’m in the shower.” He has no

Taran and I are still at the library. I just finished my homework and am now doing an image search with Taran’s description of the Dragon Stone. He’s sitting next to me with another book we got. I’ve noticed that he seems more comfortable since he’s read a couple of books on history. Occasionally he asks questions but not often. Without success using an image search, I ask Taran, “Would a vampire clan or wolf pack keep the stone or would the thief?” “What do you mean?” “Well, sometimes humans pass important items down generation to generation. For example, I have my great-grandmother’s music box and my grandmother’s recipe box after dying. It’s a way to keep the memory of them alive. If a human did take the stone, perhaps they kept it in their family.” Taran looks at me curiously, “Do you think one of Brehm’s decedents has the Dragon Stone?” I shrug, “I’m not sure. Was Brehm ever found?” Taran shakes his head, “Not before I turned to s

TaranI lay next to Tru as she sleeps. It surprises me how strong she is. I didn’t expect her to be able to withstand my full power. But she did and seemed to like it. At least I hope she enjoyed it.I plan to have Tru wear my clothes Sunday to have her scent on me Monday. I don’t just want to let her go by herself. The thought of her being alone with the wolf and a vampire gives me an uneasy feeling. But, I’m worried that being with her will only put Tru in more danger. She’s very loyal, and I’ve enjoyed being with her. I don’t want her to get hurt.I feel the need to shift into my proper form. After feeding the gem the energy I got from Tru, I go outside. It’s after midnight, and the area we are staying in seems sparse. I got a cabin this time to give Tru and me some privacy.  It doesn’t take me long to shift, and I quickly take flight. I fly above the clouds. The last time I flew was two days after

I’m putting the last pillow on the bed when I hear Taran behind me. Since there is no door, he’s making it known that he’s there. “Lay down and raise your skirt.” Before facing him, I bite my lower lip. Getting back into character, I turn towards him but don’t move towards the bed. “I’m not a patient king, little dove. Lay down; I want to make sure you’re truly a virgin.”I lay across the bed and slowly pull the skirt of my dress up, along with my shift. Taran’s eyes stare at my sex. He licks his lips. I can see his struggle; this must be affecting him as much as it’s affecting me.He pushes my legs up and further apart. “It looks like you are indeed a virgin.” Taran’s fingers lightly move over my sex, causing me to tense. He chuckles and begins to rub my inner thighs, “You are fortunate, little dove. Many maidens wish for me to take their virginity. This is an honor for you

My mind jumps from one thought to the next without completing anything. I’m brought out of my thoughts by Taran’s voice, “Is everything okay? You look upset.” I look up at him and shrug, “It’s a long and boring story.” Giving me a reassuring smile, he sits in front of me and says, “Tell me the story.” My eyes wander over Taran’s naked body. I want to run my hands all over him, kiss all his bulging muscles, and feel him shudder from the pleasure I bring him. “Tru, are you alright?” I blink a few times and nod, “Yeah, so the story. I’m not sure where to begin. My father’s birthday is next month, and my middle brother David is planning a party for him. David asked me to make the food and prep what Dad plans to grill. I don’t have an issue with any of this, but I’m not too fond of David’s wife, Cindy. She makes underhanded comments about my family, and it gets to me. It’s caused a rift between David and me, so I feel that everyone is telling me last minut