Shameless Mate!

When it came to our werewolves abilities, Damon always surpasses me. But if it comes down to a growing dragon and werewolf, who's more capable?

The wind rushed against my face as I did a quick U-turn towards Damon. Ice followed behind.

When me and slasher were just a few yards apart, I positioned myself above him, so as I flew by, I was only a few feet from grabbing Damon.

Damon smiled as if it was a challenge. His black hair blew to the side of his face, exposing his delicious features.

He isn't the only one who needs s*x in his life, but I'm not a beast like him and can control my desires. Almost.

Damon guided Slasher, cutting off distance when the wind changed direction. We were flying over one of Damon's packs town, as they all watched us racing. More like me trying to escape being f.cked into a bed for life, but they don't know that their Alpha is a beast in bed. Don't know if I should be happy or not about that.

I wasn't watching where I was flying, when I flew to low to the ground, from being distracted by Damon's people. Embarrassing as it is, I hit a tree. Not just one, about a few. Few hundred.

I grunted as I tried shaking off the pain. I looked up quickly, remembering why I was flying so fast.

Slashers huge stomach smashed against my face. My back and wings now rested against the fallen down trees, as Slasher laid on top of my chest. While I was cursing her, she ignored me, Damon came off of her back. He slide down her side, walking up my long body.

As if I was deaf, and he knew I could hear without yelling, he shouted the most shameful words, out into the forest, so everyone could hear.

"Babe, look, I'm hard. This is your fault for leaving me s.x deprived for six months. But since I caught you for the third time, I'll make you unable to move for a week."

He had a proud smile on, making me want to cut little Damon off of him, so he wouldn't be so shameless. Slasher got off of me, taking Damon in her tail, as I transformed back into my human form. Yes, after three years of training my dragon blood, I learned to control myself and Esmon, of course with the guide of my uncle's and aunts.

I sat on a trunk of wood, n.ked. I called Ice to bring me my clothing, since Ice and Bloom were loyal, but that traitor over there, hmph!

As Damon walked towards me, his eyes going lower and lower, Ice arrived in time. I quickly stood up, my feet being pinched by the rough ground, making my way towards Ice.

I only managed to put on my shirt, before Damon picked me up. "I need your help. It's compensation for leaving for so long." His musky body was so muscular, I almost forgot how it felt. He carried me in bridal style, placing me on traitor Slashers back.

"Kill me now if you're going to go rough on me all day," I said pouting. He chuckled and pressed a kiss on my neck. He then moved to nibble my ear.