Alistair nearly blinked. He couldn't love her yet. They'd barely known each other long.
However, as his dragon growled and paced inside his mind, he had to push aside the feelings and focus on his inner beast. He could never truly have Kiyana as his mate as long as his dragon was unpredictable.
Turning his thoughts to his beast, he said, What about this? Do you remember this?
Alistair raised his arm and showed the jagged scar. While his arms worked nearly perfectly again thanks to Layla's surgery, nothing would erase the scars.
His legs, on the other hand, were a different story. But not one he wanted to dwell on just yet.
After a few beats, his dragon asked, When did that happen? Stop these games and tell me the truth. You aren't supposed to hide anything from me
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Alistair decided to be honest and test his beast further. You turned mad after we were exposed to some chemicals. So dangerous that we had to run and I chained us up. He gestured toward the scar on his arm. This is a result of you breaking the chains and our legs, as well as them healing improperly.
No, no, no. I would never do that. You lie. Why would you lie to me? I don't understand.
His dragon thrashed about, roaring and hissing, not comprehending what happened.
Apparently, his dragon truly didn't remember the events of the past few months.
Engrossed with his thoughts, he hadn't noticed Kiyana return to his bedside. He was about to tell her to go back, but she placed a hand on his cheek, and his dragon instantly calmed down to say, Kiyana. I don't know why, but I've missed her.
Kiyana's voice prevented Alistair from replying. "Tell me what's going on inside your head, Alistair. And why your pupils only turned round again after I touched you."
His mate was observant, even under pressure. Yet another reason to want her at his side, always.
Alistair shook his head. "I'm not sure I understand myself. But my dragon has amnesia for the last three months and wasn't handling it well. At least, until you touched me and then he calmed."
Of course I did. She is our mate. She carries our bairn. I will always calm for her and try to protect her.
He wanted to believe his dragon, he truly did. But for the first time in his life, Alistair doubted his beast's words. For a time, you wanted to hurt her.
Liar! I would never hurt her. Try to claim her, yes. But hurt her? No. His dragon paused before asking, Why don't you trust me? I don't understand. Something happened, but you aren't telling me. You aren't supposed to keep secrets from me.
He sensed his dragon's hurt and confusion. Maybe we should send Kiyana away and discuss this in private.
No, I want Kiyana to stay. I don't remember claiming her, but her touch soothes me, as does her scent. She should always be by our side.
"Alistair?"
He blinked and met Kiyana's eyes once more. "Sorry. It's hard trying to break the news whilst not worrying about you."
She shook her head, her dark curls bouncing. "Don't worry about me. The call button is right there, and at the first sign of trouble, I'll run." She paused and bit her lip before adding, "Does he need to claim me to remain stable? I know the doctor said not to overstrain you, but if I'm on top, I can do the work."
His human was fighting for him yet again. He was a lucky dragonman, and he would never forget it. "No, the first time I claim you, it should be good for you. Not a quick attempt to please a dragon."
She quirked an eyebrow. "It can be good for me in many different ways, Alistair Boyd." Her voice turned husky, and each syllable sent a rush of desire through his body straight to his cock. "So tell me, what does your dragon want?" She ran a finger down his chest. "Because I'm not a woman to sit back and let the man do all the work, no matter what it's about. We're partners in all ways, including this."
His dragon hummed. Yes, yes, I want her. Let her ride us. I want to remember claiming her. It will help.
Alistair had no bloody idea if it would help his beast or not. He should say no. That would be the honorable thing to do. Kiyana should be screaming as he made her come many times over before he finally slid between her thighs and filled her sweet pussy with his cock.
But his dragon was unpredictable. He couldn't risk his female's life yet again. Maybe allowing her to claim him would stabilize his beast long-term.
However, before he could say anything, Kiyana kissed him as her hand found his cock under the sheet. As she tangled her tongue with his, her soft, warm fingers tickled, lightly scraped, and gripped him.
His dragon hummed the entire time, sending thoughts of them taking her from behind, with Kiyana on her back, and even with her sitting on their face.