Bond II

Adrian's POV.
I was staring at her flowery bud, calling out to me, telling me to ravage her in every single way.
I know I was hurt seeing her with that bastard, but Garcia is the only woman who has ever managed to tame my dragon, to the extent that I am doing the one thing I have never done in my life, making a lady wet and slippery, by doing foul play before penetration. I have always been known to be brutal, to the extent that whenever I'm about to make love, I always make sure that I go into action without minding whether the lady is in pain or not; for that, most ladies whom I have ever fucked end up hospitalized or dead. But today, seeing Garcia, I don't want to fuck her; I want to make love to her, make her mine, and mark her so that whenever that bastard comes to her, he won't think of coming close to what belongs to me.
I continued sucking her flowery bud with so much passion, I could feel her body tremble, and I could feel so much blood rush into my girth, wishing to be inside of her already. It was taking all the self-control in me to continue making her feel pleasure before doing the one thing I have always craved, being one with her.
"Please make me yours, Adrian. I want to be yours alone; I want you to mark me," she muffled while exposing her neck. I sucked the last drop of her drenched fluids before moving upwards. I could feel my gums itching; pain scorched through my entire body as my fangs elongated to a bare minimum size. The truth is, dragons are not known to have fangs while still in their human form, unless their dragon is ready to mate.
"Please... please, Adrian, I want you to mark me," she pleaded. I noticed that her eyes were still closed.
"Look at me."
She gently opened her eyes as she turned to look at me. "Tell me that you really want me to do this, because once you are mine, there is no turning back."
She paused for a moment; as she stared into my eyes, she slid her slender hand around my neck. I could see the way her eyes had turned a deep shade of red with a speck of golden hue, like it was her wolf who was in charge. She smiled as she said, "I have never been more certain; I want Zakuski to be my past, and you shall be my present. I want to always think of you and live the rest of my life with you."
Those words touched a deep part of my soul. Without thinking twice, I slowly slid my tongue on her bare skin as I properly exposed her neck before sinking my fangs deep into her flesh, taking an ounce of blood. My fangs were still buried into her flesh when I heard her let out a deep moan, like she was in so much pleasure. Suddenly, I felt the bed was drenched, which means she just squirmed.
I could almost hear her calling out to me, like she was from a distant place. Without wasting much time, she also wrapped her hand around my neck as she buried her fangs so deep into my flesh. I also felt a pleasure I have never experienced in my life; I could feel my hard girth, dripping with fluids.
I gently pulled out my fangs and licked the place I had bitten, which immediately healed; she also did the same.
That was when I felt everything: the gush of emotions, the overwhelming thoughts of her emotions as well, and the fact that I could also hear her talking to me telepathically was amazing.
'Please make love to me.'
'You are mine now.' I said to her in my mind before I spread her legs and positioned myself between her, 'I am scared I will hurt her,' only for her to give me a reassuring smile and say, 'Don't worry, we now share a bond, so I can take all of you.'
When she said that, it gave me the confidence that I needed before I slightly pushed the tip into her opening. She let out a pleasurable moan, and I gently pushed further, breaking the barrier that once served as a witness to her innocence. I pushed back, making sure she didn't feel much pain. I couldn't control myself; I wanted to take her roughly already, but I knew I had to be gentle.
"Please don't hold back; I want to feel you so badly," she begged. Without a second thought, I pushed even deeper until I felt her whole warmth wrapping itself around my member; the pleasure was on a whole new level.
"Oh... gosh, fuck..." She screamed in both pleasure and pain.
I started pushing forward and backward while making sure not to hurt her. When I noticed that she had managed to adjust to my size, I then increased the momentum, making sure to go even deeper until she felt every inch of hardness.
"Fuck... I'm cumming, fuck..." she screamed at the top of her voice until both of us crashed at the same time.
I pulled myself out of her, and as I lay beside the bed, I was sweating profusely, only for someone to barge the door open, and there I noticed Ariana was standing, her eyes glistening with tears as she said, "I thought you also felt the connection?"