Taming The Dragon King

Tame Her

Zelda

The Elder stared at me, which made me feel even more perplexed. Travis' unpleasant demeanour remained the same as I knit my brows and cast a quick peek his way. The Elder kept looking at me with suspicion.

"I don't like this guy," Mona mumbled under her breath.

"Me too," I responded, thankful that neither of them would be able to hear my internal discussion with my Lycan.

"Your Grace," he said, after a while. "Women should be humble and obedient. If they start to speak out too much, I fear a day that the Dragon Kingdom might face a massive calamity."

What the f**k!

"The hell! This guy is nuttier than a fruit cake!" Mona exclaimed.

Raising an eyebrow, I stared at him, aghast about his declaration. Mona was right. He was crazy. Being humble and obedient was fine as long as I wasn't subjugated. What was so wrong with women voicing their opinion? And most of all, what was so wrong with me disclosing that I was his mate?

The Elder's unfriendly glare lingered on me, making me shudder.

Yup! The Elder gave me the creeps.

I knew the dragons weren't like us, yet, this was outrageous. It was far from the kind of welcome I anticipated. However, I didn't comment as I didn't want to be in their bad books on my first day here.

"And we don't really believe in mates. So even if you think that you are his mate, it doesn't hold any importance to us," the Elder added and looked at Travis.

"I think we all need to tame her. Perhaps then she would understand."

My jaw dropped. Tame me? What in the world…

"It's official. I hate him. This is utter stupidity, if you ask me," Mona huffed out in annoyance and rolled her eyes. I held back my urge to respond to the Elder's outrageous remark and looked at Travis hoping that he would say something. My heart dropped to my stomach when his demeanour didn't change. He didn't show even the slightest amount of repudiation against the Elder. He just didn't react at all.

I pursed my lips as I peered back at the Elder, wondering what I had gotten myself into.

"Take her to her chamber. I'll see her there," Travis told the Elder and left without even casting a glance at me. Stupefied at his lack of acknowledgement towards me, I stared at him briskly walk away, speechless. I felt apprehensive. I knew we weren't in love. We were simply mated together. But couldn't he try to give me some respect, just for the sake of our bond?

When Elder Adam started speaking, it jolted me out of my state of shock.

"Take her to the temple. I'll be there in a short while."

I was encircled by guards. I was aware that I had no choice but to comply with them. With each stride I took, my heart pounded. My eyes kept straying all over the place. The dragon Palace was constructed with big black stones, which only served to reinforce the unfavourable feeling I was getting. I was surrounded by love in the Lycan Kingdom, where I came from. On the other hand, all I felt in this foreign area was gloom and despair. Despite the fact that this was my mate's place of residence, I felt nothing but disdain. It wasn't home.

I kept my mouth shut and followed the dragon guards. They brought me to a sizable temple and seated me in front of the sanctuary's lake. The male guards moved aside as a pair of women approached me while donning huge robes that covered their entire body. They stripped me of my clothing and put on a robe akin to their own before dressing me. The only distinction was that my robe was dark blue, whereas theirs was a muddy grey colour. I waited for the Elders to arrive as I was unsure of what was in store for me.

Seven elderly men in green robes, who I assumed to be all Elders, arrived shortly after. While the other two dunked themselves in the water while holding pails in their hands, two of them stood behind me chanting some odd words. Two of them waited at the water's edge, took water jugs from them, and came over to me. Elder Adam, who was in front of me, was chanting together with the Elders who were behind me. I closely observed their actions, unsure of what to anticipate. I looked around while fiddling with the material I was wearing and wished Travis was around. Even though we weren't emotionally close, I knew that just being around him would make me feel a little better.

When we failed to spot him, Mona whimpered. I gazed at my trembling palms, disappointed. I guess he didn't care enough to examine the activities of the Elders in the sanctuary.

"Eee!" I squealed when they poured the buckets of cold water on my head, soaking me entirely. I was already shivering from the chill of the night and getting wet out in the open was not what I wanted. Their meaningless chants got louder and louder. My teeth clattered as I looked up. All seven of them had their hands raised while they chanted the bizarre words.

"Let's get out of here!" Mona declared. I was about to lunge from where I was seated when their chant suddenly ended. I hugged myself to keep from shivering in the chilly air and peered around. Never before had the sound of the wind howling sounded so tranquil. When their chants stopped, everything appeared to be so unhurried. If I hadn't been shivering, it would have been amazing. The Elders silently dispersed, and the women who had previously dressed me came back to me. I found myself taking in the peace of the night.

I was slightly annoyed by them, but once more I was caught off guard as they began to adorn me with lovely wildflowers and gold and silver jewellery.

"I don't understand any of this" I mumbled, still scowling.

One of them chuckled. "You don't have to. You're lucky to be one of the king's women."

Staring at her, I raised my eyebrows yet decided that I shouldn't respond to her.

"We were lucky? Well, I don't feel lucky. You're wet and not in a good way," Mona groaned.

Though I was feeling irritated by their gestures and comments about how fortunate I was to be chosen as one of his consorts, I didn't say anything. I have learned that being a soulmate meant nothing to these dragons though it meant the entire world to us.

I was taken to a large chamber. It was a lot like an exorbitant suite. The living room was already well equipped and the attached bedroom was massive. There was a sizable window that gave me a breathtaking view. The maids left me alone. I decided that it was time for me to change the soaked robe so I dropped it at my feet and took a fresh towel to dry myself up.

I took the luggage that was waiting for me near the bed, sighing loudly. Although there were expensive dresses and many types of clothing in the spacious walk-in closet, I preferred to wear something that I already possessed. I hoped that wearing something my parents got me would provide me with some level of comfort in this opulent setting full of strangers.

I sat down on the plush mattress while donning cosy pyjamas.

"What are we supposed to expect, Mona," I said out loud. "These bizarre rituals and strange laws… I don't like how they treat women."

"Same here, hun," she mumbled. "I hope that our mate will come here soon."

I pursed my lips and closed my eyes, unsure of what to feel about him. Yes, he was our mate, but he was so distant and cold. What shocked me the most was his lack of reaction towards the Elder's statements. It was as though he didn't care about what happened to me.

"Zelda," Mona sighed. "Please be positive. He is our soul mate and I don't want to give up on him just yet. Perhaps there must be a reason why he is like that."

A little, sad smile curled on my lips when Mona addressed my unexpressed thoughts. Of course, she would know everything about me. Even my thoughts I dare not speak. There was no way I could hide anything from her.

"I really hope he will change, Mona," I whispered to her.

"Maybe with a lot of love and care he might," she suggested.

I nodded my head. I wanted to believe her. I didn't want to live a life devoid of love. I wanted my relationship with my mate to be beautiful like the one between my brother and his wife. I wanted to have the same level of understanding and trust between us as my parents had. I wished our love would be a living example for everyone like that of my grandparents.

Perhaps, it would if I worked for it.

I quickly turned my head in the direction of the entry as the door opened. I knew Travis had come to see me when I smelled his pleasant aroma. With an erratic heart, I sat up and waited for him to do or say something.

But he didn't.

He stood at a distance staring at me as though he was memorising my every feature. Though anxious I stood up and smiled at him the best I could.

"H…hi…" I managed to whisper.

I thought his lips crooked a little. Even the tiniest sign of a smile from him made my heart leap in ecstasy. He started to saunter over to me. I couldn't move. With each step he took, my heart skipped a beat. Mona continued to purr like a cat, in anticipation. It was amazing how strong his effect was on me. Yanking the hem of my pyjama top, I kept staring right into his brown eyes. There was something about his brown orbs that mesmerised me.

He stopped just a few inches away from me. I gulped, hoping that he wouldn't notice how flushed my face was. He lifted his hand and gently traced my cheek with his thumb. I breathed in his scent, allowing myself to get intoxicated by it. Sparks erupted when his fingertips brushed against my skin, pulling me into a deep trance.

He smirked. Perhaps he knew that I was under the influence of our bond. But that was what was supposed to happen… right? He slowly ran his hand down my neck and traced my collarbone before running it down my chest. He lifted my pyjama top and rested his warm hand on the bare skin of my abdomen. I took a deep breath in and trembled. Why was his touch so pleasant?

"T… Travis…"

"Shh," he hushed me and slowly dipped his head. His hot breath fanned my face. I couldn't believe how good he smelt. Damn… I could smell him for the rest of my life.

My mouth watered. Mona was purring in ecstasy and my senses were going haywire. I licked my lips, wondering why he wouldn't kiss me already. He shouldn't be tormenting me like this.

Suddenly, he leaned in. Our lips barely touched each other. I waited with my eyes closed.

Yeah, we didn't know each other. We haven't even had a proper conversation, but all I wanted to do was to kiss him. And perhaps go beyond that too. We can get to know each other later… right?

"You have been disrupting my sleep for so long. I don't think I can hold back."

My eyes flung open. He was still leaning towards me, our lips just centimetres away. Wait… did he say that I was disrupting his sleep? He can't hold back?

"The heck! Don't hold back!" Mona exclaimed.

My head was swirling with sinful thoughts. My chest heaved against his and I suddenly realised that he already had his arm snaked around my abdomen under my garment.

"Then… don't hold back…" I breathed out.

He crashed his lips on mine kissing my lips as though his life depended on it. Groping my ass and kneading it with his large, strong hand, he deepened the kiss, pushing his tongue into my mouth. I kissed him back with all my might. It wasn't my first kiss, but it was the first time I was being kissed like that. Like his life depended on it.

His hands searched every inch of my body, and slowly removed my clothes one by one. I didn't resist. He was my mate after all.

He laid me on my back and while maintaining eye contact, he sat in between my legs. He kept staring at me as though he was asking for permission. Breathing heavily I nodded my head. I knew that I was already soaking down there and I needed him to take care of it in every possible way.

And he did. I felt as though I was in seventh heaven when he worked magic on my bundle of nerves. I lost count of how many times he made me scream his name out. By the time he adjusted himself in between my legs, I was practically begging for it. It was my first time, and I knew it would hurt. Yet I was so ready for it.

I knew that he was being gentle. Slowly, he thrust it in and it felt as though stars formed right in front of my eyes. He waited for a while before thrusting it deeper. I guess he wanted to allow me to get adjusted to his length. Biting my lower lip, I dug my fingernails into his back when he started to move. I soon adjusted to his girth and the pain was replaced by an unholy pleasure.

As he pounded his seeds into me, the sound of our groans echoed throughout the space. He lay on top of me, gasping for breath. I could not help smiling in euphoria. My heart was soaring. My mother was right. The thrill of being with my soul mate is incomparable to any other emotion. He stood up, cleaned up the remains of our intimacy, and then began to put on his robe. I frowned. Was he going out?

"Wait," I said before he walked to the door. "Where are you going?"

He halted and slowly turned around to give a hostile glare.

"It's none of your business."

Rendered speechless by his rude response, I stared as he left the room and closed the door behind him. My heart plummeted to my stomach and suddenly a huge lump formed in my throat. Did he meet me just to have s*x? Was it part of taming me? I blinked away the tears that were stinging my eyes. It hurt, yet I didn't want to shed tears. No one had ever spoken to me like that in the past.

Why my mate?