Amelia’s warm, luscious body is draped around mine. Her hips are straddling mine, and my still hard cock is still inside of her.

Her body was made for me.

I lean down and kiss the top of her head and drink in her intoxicating scent. Our life together has only just started, but already I feel an unbreakable bond has been formed.

She is truly my melethril.

I make a mental note to thank Eldrin the next time I see him. Contacting Celestial Mates might have been the best idea the old man has ever had.

Amelia looks up at me with those blue jewels of hers.

“That was…”

“Amazing,” I say.

“Amazing doesn’t even begin to describe it. Spectacular. Fantastic. Otherworldly.”

“I do my best,” I smirk.

She props herself up on her elbows.

“How… no, never mind.”

“What? Go ahead, ask.”

“No, it’s stupid,” she says.

“Nothing you say could be stupid.”

“Then you don’t know me very well,” she laughs. I love the sound of her voice. It’s so warm, so carefree, so happy. It’s clear she’s not from this world.

I’ve been so consumed with the war, the struggle, the fight, that I’ve forgotten how to live in the moment. To enjoy the little things, the freedom I still have.

Mating with Amelia has been the best moment of my life. For a brief second there was no royal lineage, no crown I have to live up to. No pressure.

Just me and her, and seemingly unending waves of pleasure as I filled her with my seed.

It’s clear she’s from a distant world.

“Try me,” I say. “I want to know what’s on your mind.”

Her cheeks burn as red as the sun.

“I wanted to know how come you’re so good at… this,” she says. “Are you… you know… a player, or something?”

I scrunch my nose. “I do not play, human,” I laugh. “You mean mating, yes?”

“Yes,” she whispers, growing even redder.

“I merely followed my instincts,” I say. “You are my only melethril.”

“Hold up,” she says. “Are you saying I’m your first?”

“Thalanil mate for life,” I say.

Her mouth falls open.

“I would not have given into my desire if I did not think we were created for one another, Amelia. Now, I’ve never been more certain of anything in my life. You are my mate, my destiny. Together, we will raise a family. My line will carry on.”

“I-I,” she stammers. “I can’t believe that. You are too good for that.”

“Flattery will get you nowhere,” I growl as I playfully smack her backside. I love the sound that it makes.

She smiles, but I can sense a hint of doubt in there, too.

“What’s the matter?”

“Nothing,” she says. “It’s just… so much to take in, you know. I barely know you, and now you say we mate for life, and…”

A knot in my stomach tightens.

“Do you not feel the same way?” I growl, my lips suddenly dry. “Do you not feel the connection?”

“N-no, it’s not that,” she says. “Please, believe me. I feel a lot of things right now.”

“Good things?”

She laughs. “Very good things. It’s just… a lot to take in, all at once.”

I nod. “I understand. We’ve barely had a chance to talk. Your body drives me too crazy for that.” I run my hands up her naked curves, enjoying the sensation of my fingertips grazing across her soft, warm skin.

“Yeah, it’s almost like we skipped the first three dates and went right to the good stuff,” she blushes. “Not that I mind.” She sits up straight and pushes her ass back, and the last few inches of my still-hard cock slide back into her pussy. “I don’t mind one single bit…”

I flex my cock, and her eyes go wide before a wide smile spreads across her face. “You’re way too good at this,” she says again. “At this rate, I’ll never get to really know you. We’ll just spend all our time mating.”

“I’m okay with that,” I laugh. The thought of spending the rest of eternity coupled like this is one I can fully get behind. “Though, I do want to know you, inside and out, my melethril. I want to know exactly what I can do to make you the happiest woman in this world, and all the others.”

“You’re doing a bang-up job at that, at the moment,” she smirks.

“What do you know about our world?” I ask. “What did the Celestial Mates tell you?”

She frowns. “So it actually was that strange e-mail that brought me here, huh? Emma’s never going to believe this, I swear.”

“Emma?”

“My sister,” she explains. “And before you ask, an e-mail is… well.. I don’t even know how to begin explaining it. Let’s just say Celestial Mates didn’t tell me a damn thing. They tricked me, more or less.”

Anger surges through my body. My mate, tricked? Unacceptable!

“So you didn’t ask to be here?” I ask.

“Sorta? Let me explain.”

I listen breathlessly as my mate tells me of her world, and of her troubles. While she may not face the constant struggle for life and death with the Qroqs like us Thalanil, I understand that she had problems of her own. I do not fully understand some of the words she uses, but her righteous anger at the betrayal of her former mate and best friend is something universal.

“What a traitor,” I growl when she describes the moment she learned of their cheating. “When I meet this Jake, I will crush him!”

“Please don’t,” she says. “With your strength, you’ll probably kill him.”

“Any man who hurts you deserves death,” I growl.

She runs her hands through my hair, her fingers tracing my horns.

“I love it when you get possessive like that,” she says. “But please don’t actually kill anyone, though. That would be problematic, to say the least.”

“I can’t make any promises,” I answer truthfully. “My dragon demands justice, and he can be… persuasive.”

She shakes her head in disbelief. “I still can’t believe you can shift into a dragon. That will take some getting used to. But, now that we’re talking about Earth… when can we travel back?”

“What do you mean?”

She looks around at my wooden hut. “Don’t get me wrong, this place is cozy and all, but there’s some things I can’t go without. Running water, for one. Oh yeah, and my sister. I can’t wait to see her face when you meet her.”

My brow furrows. “I do not understand… you are my melethril. Your place is at my side. You will bear my heir. The Thalanil line continues with you.”

“What, so you expect me to stay here? With you? Forever?”

“I mate for life. I told you that.”

She slides off my waist, stands up, and puts her robe back on.

“This is not what I signed up for,” she says, distraught. She strides towards the door and turns back at me in the opening. “I’m not your mate. I’m your captive!”