Taming The Dragon King

On My Mind All Day

Travis

She had every right to know where I was headed to but still, I said that. I knew that it was a jerk move, but what she made me feel like, frightened me.

I almost lost control and marked her… almost. I almost forgot that she was just another woman. She felt special, still, she was a woman. It almost felt like love and that scared me. Scared that I was once again falling into the abyss of affection. Had it not been for the kindness of my mother, I would have believed that all women were the same. My mother had proved that they weren't. She couldn't even look at another man even after the death of my father. She remained single until the day she died. Her only focus in life was me. She was the epitome of loyalty unlike some people I knew.

Back in Oceania, I made the mistake of falling in love once. She was a human, but I liked her. She and my best friend were the ones I trusted the most after my mother. However, that trust was shattered the day I found my then girlfriend sleeping with my best friend. That day I almost lost control of my dragon… almost. He desired to burn them to crisps, yet I managed to leave the two traitors alone.

I left them to live their miserable lives together and eliminated them from my life. I deleted their numbers and blocked them on social media. I pretended that they didn't exist. I tried to numb the pain by going to clubs and with one night stands. That was until my mother's health deteriorated. Nonetheless, I avoided the two at all costs. I knew it would be better for all of us if I never saw them again.

Though I managed to deal with my grief in a somewhat mature way, that experience made me less inclined to trust people. I had lost trust in my people from a very young age and that experience worsened it. Well, anyway, they were the past and I no longer cared about them.

I shut her door and made my way back to my room. My remembrance of her skin against mine was still vivid. The memory of her writhing on her bed, calling my name repeatedly as I watched her every motion made my d**k twitch. As I walked inside my room, I couldn't help the grin that was rolling up on my lips. I never felt like this in my entire life. It was an entirely novel situation. I began to ponder why the dragons didn't make an effort to find their mates. Having s*x with her was the finest sensation I had experienced.

This was far more intense than the close interactions I had with my ex-girlfriend or the multiple one-night stands I experienced in the human world. Heck, it was a zillion times better than the time the harem girls drugged me and seduced me during my first year in the Dragon Kingdom, adding to my body count.

Bah! They shouldn't even be included in my body count. I was drugged for f***s sake! The Elders should have known better than to set up the harem girls to do that. They thought I didn't know what s*x felt like. I knew what it was. I wasn't a virgin despite being young. Simply put, I didn't want to have s*x with a bunch of sluts. After my mother passed away, I wanted to give up on having one-night stands and getting intimate with just anyone. Anyway, that experience taught me to avoid any food or drink given by any of those whores.

With my mind still revolving with her memories, I closed my door behind me.. She looked like an ethereal goddess squirming under my touch. It was strange, memorable, and exciting all at the same time. Especially since I had resolved that I would never let anyone in my heart ever again.

The fact that I was in my room, still thinking about her defied my belief that a woman could ever again make me feel. Even the tiniest sounds of pleasure from her was like a symphony that reached the furthest recess of my heart. I inhaled deeply before squinting at the well made bed in front of me. Hers was a mess when I left.

Once again, my lips curled into a smirk. The way she writhed and wiggled in pleasure was all I could think about. Her toes curled as she reached her high with her eyes closed. I didn't want to stop looking since she was so gorgeous while she slowly came down from her high. It was such a sight to see. I played with her, admiring her beauty until she begged me to take her virginity.

Yeah, she was a virgin. I thought girls didn't stay untouched in this generation but I guess my mate had saved herself for me. That was the best part. She was mine to touch and only mine. She never was anyone else's.

As I wandered towards my bed, I caught my reflection in the full-length mirror in my room. It made me stop and examine my demeanour. Had I been walking around with my hair ruffled and smiling like a fool?

My forehead creased. I soon realised that my heartbeat was irregular and my chest was swelling in ecstasy. My dragon was surprisingly calm and collected and there was this unexplainable urge to storm out of my room and go back to her chamber. I yearned to touch her again, to hear her moans and make her scream my name. I desired to enjoy the enchanting sparks that erupted each time our skin stroked against each other. I wanted to do it all over again. It was almost… magical…

I blinked and shook my head.

No… this shouldn't be happening. I shouldn't have leaned toward her so quickly, but after only one passionate night, that little vixen had me hankering after more. She was causing my breathing to become erratic and my heart to beat. She also possessed the power to subdue my inner dragon. My beast had been relatively quiet ever since she came, and even though I wanted to tell a lie, I was unable to. I like being in her company as well.

What tomfoolery was that? Was just one meeting with her enough to make me feel all of these raw emotions? I shouldn't trust or fall for her too soon. I was stung once, and I refuse to be stung again. I shook my head. It was too soon for anything.

But, we had s*x…

Maybe it wasn't too soon for that.

Yeah… that it was just s*x…

In addition, if I didn't do it, my dragon wouldn't let me sleep. I had been tossing and turning all night long and waking up with a boner for far too long.

Maybe this passionate night would put a stop to it. It wasn't a romantic act. Love hurt too much. To be honest, I would rather never experience love.

Never again.

***

My mind was swamped with her memories as I sat in the office, twirling the glass paper weight in my hand. With every twirl, tiny snowflakes fluttered inside it. Though my gaze was fixed on the little white dust falling down, my mind was constantly on her.

I hoped the unquenched thirst to see her would end after a good night's sleep, but oh boy, I guess it didn't work like that. I just couldn't get my mind off of her. My heart's fervent desire didn't seem to let up. Apparently, the little vixen had left me wanting more. I was really enamoured with her. All I could think of was her sensual figure and wonderful groans. Perhaps I should ditch office work and go and have some of the just s*x again.

The door to the office flung open and Blake and Simon marched inside.

The two idiots. I thought as I offered them a smile. They were appointed as my second and third in command after I was crowned king. I only accepted them because they were among the vanquished during Cadmus' rule. They came from a family that supported my father and hence were not in their past King's favour and after working with them for over two years, I would say we had become pretty good friends.

Well, I would be good as long as they kept their hands off my mate.

"Yo, man. Why isn't our workaholic King burying himself in work today?" Simon uttered, nudging Blake in the ribs.

"I don't know. Maybe the paperweight is too interesting today," Blake replied, shrugging his shoulders.

"Or maybe he is still itching to play with his toy after playing with it last night," Simon tapped his chin.

I rolled my eyes.

"Maybe he is experiencing a man-heat? Is that a thing?" Blake frowned.

"Don't worry, Travis. You can go and take care of your man-heat. We will take care of the boring stuff," Simon grinned.

I snickered. "Idiots."

Even when we initially met, they didn't appear to mind that I was averse to being nice. I was gaining trust in them little by little. Several times, their bizarre gestures made me feel better. Even though they were silly at times, I was confident that they were the ideal team to support my control of the Kingdom. They were the kind of people I needed in the leadership to help me alter the realm's long-standing laws and regulations. They were laid-back yet knowledgeable, well trained and open-minded. The Elders' presence, however, posed a significant challenge. They firmly believed that change should not occur.

"So when are you going to introduce us to her?" Simon asked.

I frowned at them.

"Well, you can't keep our Queen hidden forever. She's our Queen," he said.

Though I deepened my scowl, I liked that they were addressing her as their Queen. She was my mate after all. However, feeling reluctant, I speculated about the chances of being cheated on again.

It wouldn't be the same. She was my mate.

That was my heart's conscience. I sighed, knowing that I wouldn't be able to control other people's actions. Rather, I could only control how I react to it. However, I silently prayed that I would never have to experience another day like that.

Thinking about it, I cast a fleeting glimpse of them. Both of them were peering at me expectantly. Perhaps I should seize the opportunity to go there with them. That way, I would be able to see her.

Yeah. It would be just an innocent little meeting to introduce my pals.

I cleared my throat. "Let's go."

***

The giggles I heard from her chamber confused me a little. Only the maids who were appointed to serve her were allowed in her chambers. Were they laughing together? How absurd.

I knocked on the door since Blake and Simon were with me and the first thing I noticed was the beaming face of the maid who opened the door. Yet as soon as she saw us, her smile vanished and the colour drained from her face.

"Y…Your Grace!" she gasped.

"I need to see her! Now!" I demanded. I didn't discern the need to be friendly with the workers in the Palace.

"Ye..yes, Your Highness," she said, bowing her head in submission.

She got up off the sofa. I became rigid as soon as my eyes landed on her. She was wearing a light blue gown that reached her ankles and had golden hair in loose braids, decorated with little blue flowers. If she looked gorgeous in her pyjamas last night, she looked like an angel who dropped from heaven dressed in that gown.

She looked breathtaking.

I didn't realise that I was staring at her until Blake nudged me and cleared his throat.

"You were going to introduce us, remember?"

I quickly masked my emotions. "Right. This is Blake, my second in command, and Simon, my third in command. This is Zelda…"

I trailed off, wondering if I should say that she was my mate. It felt weird to affirm our bond out loud. Acknowledging relationships was just so bizarre.

"Your mate," Simon stated and I snapped my head at him.

Shrugging his shoulders, "what? I don't understand why we shouldn't acknowledge our mates. That principle the Elders hold on to is so the last Millennium," he announced.

I was about to say something when I saw her eyes light up and I forgot what I was about to say. She apparently liked being acknowledged as my mate. My heart skipped a beat.

Why did her smile make my heart beat faster? It was so weird.

"Anyway, hi," Simon held his hand out in a handshake. "It's a pleasure to meet our Queen. I'll be your guard since I'm the third in command."

A loud growl erupted from the deepest part of my throat, startling all of them.

Simon looked at me, terrified, but he quickly recovered. I guess he wasn't threatened too much by me after working for two years with me.

"The hell, Travis. It was just a handshake. I'm not going to eat her up!" he exclaimed.

Blake looked at me. "Simon is the best candidate for her guard. He is well trained, and you can trust him."

I flinched. Trust…

I guess my sceptical glare gave them a message. Blake spoke again.

"Look. Would you rather trust one of us, or a random soldier?"

I pursed my lips. They were right. In any case, I wouldn't let her leave the house unattended and I wouldn't keep her under house arrest.

"Fine. Simon will be your guard. Whenever you need to leave, you can go with him. Now let's go," I uttered and turned around to leave.

I had to. All I could think of was ripping the delicate fabric of the gown off her body. I knew I shouldn't do that. At least not now.

"What? That's it? You aren't going to say anything to her?" Simon grabbed my hand, forcing me to look at them.

Really? Did I have to say anything? I would have ignored and left hadn't I seen her grey eyes sparkle in anticipation. She wanted to hear me talk. My lips parted.

"Umm… you look beautiful," I said and quickly walked away.