Dragons Mating Novels & Stories

We read so often of a time when dragons fought and ruled with their mates by their side, how the dragon found his mate… but nobody seems to wonder; where it all began, what if I told you; that there was a time when the great Archdragons had no mates. The world was young and feral, dragons flew wild and free, high above the fluffy white clouds, gliding gracefully. The world was magnificent, with green mountains and creatures of all kinds, magical and normal all living in harmony. The most powerful dragons known to exist were the Archdragons. Each Archdragon was blessed with the gift to control the element they were born with.

Jorkallun voice was filled with hate. "Sorry to ask but I thought Dragons has mates, I mean the gods gave each and everyone of us mates who will complete us, wasn't Lolly your mate?" Rae asked curiously. "No, we Dragons choose our mates ourselves. Once we fall in love with someone and we see that person as your better half, during the mating ceremony, we mark them and they become ours forever." Jorkallun explained. "Oh, so you get to choose who you want to spend the rest of your life with?" Rae asked surprised, she didn't know of this, she needs to start reading more about Dragons history.

I ask, wondering just how large she is in her fiery form. “You will be larger than me, of course, but that will make it easier. And since we can both fly, we can mate in the air or on the ground. Or both,” she adds, smiling up at me. In the air … I remember Cal talking about the adrenaline rush of mating while in the air. Of course, it wasn’t always with Eliane and he was only in partial shift. Two dragons couldn’t mate in the air, but a bird and a dragon … “You mean both of us in our animal forms could mate in the sky?” I ask, trying to figure out how that would work.

“Yes, we dragons are always taught to tough things out, that's like our mantra. So herbs were never really a big deal there…” “So how were you really supposed to deal with the estrus period asides mating a woman?” “There is no other way except you find your true mate, with your true mate your estrus symptoms would cease completely. Unlike mating a random female where it just temporarily stalls it” “Oh? True mate… what's that?” Drake paused for a few seconds as he watched her get comfortable, he wasn't one to ever tell any human about anything related to dragons but he found himself wanting to tell her anything she asked.

Elena explained. “What happens when the males find their mate?” “They disband the harem, of course. We dragons are not allowed more than one spouse. A mate-less male can have as many maidens as he wants, but when he finds his mates and has his mating celebration, they disband their harem, and when any of the maidens in his former harem finds a mate, he is still required to pay a dowry for her.” “I see.”

Shit, she hasn’t had her heat. “Will it be a normal heat?” I ask because this is the first time a phoenix and a dragon have ever been fated. A dragon’s heat is brutal, and it can kill the female if it isn’t sated as quickly as it starts. I remember one of the females from my thrall had her heat, and her mate wasn’t there. She didn’t last ten minutes. Unlike the other shifters who can mate with any unmated male or female. A dragon can only be mated with their mates. If they don’t, they burn alive.

He chuckled, “I had high hopes of meeting my mate and learned what I needed to do to please her…you, and that included cooking.” “Wow, I am impressed.” I took a sip of chamomile tea. “So, you and your brother’s goal is to hopefully find mates?” “We are a dying race. We escaped Drakkon to survive and start over and yes that means mates too.” He grinned, “I need you to know, we don’t choose our mates. Our dragons decide who is our other half. And you were the one my dragon chose.” “How does the dragon decide?” “When we meet our mates, she has a special scent that calls to us. Much like yours called to me.”

Only thirty percent comprises the male portion of the total equation. The female does not have a dragon beast. It was either they were Argetlam, -- a mate and a dragon rider -- or they became fighters or workers. It had always been a blessing if they were mated to other species for it strengthened their kingdom. Those circumstances were rare. Precious and predestined by the gods and goddesses. Some will live for centuries before they found a soulmate and some died mateless. Souls incomplete.

"That is much like it is for beastkind. Well, I guess not exactly. Before we figured it out, beastkind mates could only have sex with humans to procreate. After thousands of years of prejudice against other beastkind species, we discovered different species can mate and produce offspring successfully." His response is instant. "No, it is nothing like dragons. If any man touched my bride, before or after me, or if I'm lucky enough one day to mate, it would mean the man's death." One part of his sentence doesn't quite make sense. "I'm not sure I understand what you mean by before you mate." He huffs out a loud breath. "All brides are virgins. It is the only way they have a chance at transcende

"This doesn't feel like love!" “The drive to copulate is powerful for a newly mated dragon. He was trying to complete the mating bond. All feelings are intense for dragons--anger, passion, lust, love, fear. He’s never mated, never even explored options with a pet or willing drakaina.” She wipes her brow with her free hand while the other hand holds me in place. “He put himself on this stupid mountain as far away as possible from the dragon court to get our father off his back about producing heirs.”