Harry Potter Mates With A Dragon Fanfiction の小説・ストーリー

I could feel something moving through me, an attraction that I hadn’t felt before. Sure, he was tall, dark, and handsome. His cheekbones were high and his body looked like something that had been molded by the gods. It didn’t explain why a part of me wanted to lay my head down against him. To rub my cheek against his scarred chest, press my lips against those four ragged lines. “I’m a dragon and I've claimed you as my mate.” I didn’t say anything to him, I didn’t know what that meant. A dragon, that I was his mate. How was I supposed to respond to that?

"I want to rip every article of clothing off you right now, mark you as mine, sink my teeth into your neck, and shove my dick—," "Please don't," someone said. I squealed, and Luther shoved away, and glared at Marcus leaning against the opposite side of room. "I'm assuming the meeting with Hex didn't go as planned?" Luther angrily raked his fingers into his hair, and sat down on the couch beside us. My legs felt like rubber, so I didn't dare move and embarrass myself. "He thinks she's also mated to this dragon." Marcus demeanor shifted, and his gaze slithered toward mine. "You're mated to a dragon and you don't know?"

She saw me only as a means to take back those jewels to line her royal coffers. Being rejected by her had nearly killed him. A dragon couldn't live without its mate. And while he hadn't completed the mating bond, his dragon had been driven half-mad with grief by losing her. Even now, five hundred years later, thinking of her made his dragon reckless, desperate to hurt itself because it didn't care to live, not without its mate. He could feel it stir inside him, wanting to plunge off the cliffs and test its wings against the lightning and the rain.

Two dragons? The dragon looked to Wayne and seemed to huff satisfactorily. Olive's initial dragon raised his head and sighed. Was that a sigh? It did sound like a sigh. “Everyone, meet my mate. Mate, meet everyone.” Olive's eyes widened. Mate? Her dragon had a mate? Which meant... “Yes, I am your dragon. And my mate is your mate's dragon,” her dragon drawled. Wayne's knives fell off his hands.

I can feel myself getting mad, and I want nothing more than to rip his head off. “Go and talk to her. Stop fucking staring like some creeper.” Dray says. “Fuck off.” I spit back. “Maybe she is your mate.” Drake points out. Well, that was not what I thought he was going to say. I guess it is possible. I have been wanting to be around her, but that thought never crossed my mind. I knew she had already turned 18, but I didn’t turn 18 for another week. We can get our dragons as early as 16, but it is not abnormal to get them later. We can’t sense our mate, however, until we turn 18. We can feel a pull once we get our dragon, but we won’t be able to say for sure someone is our mate unti

He just chuckled and took it from me, pulling it on and packing his bag back together. “Well, maybe your mate will be a dragon. I’ll see if there’s maybe a way for you to go to the island with us when I have to go back. That way you may be able to find her. My dad’s mate was a dragon so we know it’s possible.” I mused as I stuffed everything back into my bag and set it on the floor, making sure everything was inside of it before picking up my phone as we waited for Brodryn “Hmm, a dragon mate. Could be cool, she’d be more open to a poly or open relationship.” He mused as he laid down and stared up at the ceiling in thought.

I shield my eyes with one hand and notice a figure watching us from one of the mansion’s windows—Reed’s mother. A smirk breaks over my face. Petunia is so certain Reed and I are wrong for each other. Hah. It must hurt her pride to see him control himself in his dragon form around me. It must be because we are mates, seeing how Reed’s father couldn’t control himself to the same extent around Petunia. Suddenly, Reed’s body lifts from the ground, and I laugh when my hair blows around my face. “I feel like a dragon rider!” I shout over the winds.

They didn't bother much with humans, they saw them as weak and were at the very bottom of the food chain. Dragons were hot blooded, they burnt with ferocity as much as they did with lust. And they were those amongst them who liked the pliant and weak Humans in their bed, which was why seeing Dragons in human Brothels such as this one was common. Like Werewolves, Dragons had mates. Unlike Werewolves, Dragons could only mate once in their lives, they cherished their chosen mates. A dragon's mate was their inverse scale, those who were lucky enough to find their mates cherished them.