Cora's holocom pinged on her wrist and she tapped the bracelet to bring up the message on the window in front of her. Magmus’s face spread across the screen in giant proportions. His eyes burned into hers as they looked on each other for the first time.

"My bride," Magmus started. "I must inform you that the Mulgor are in your area. I am currently en route to your location and will be there soon."

"When?" she asked, standing as quickly as a six-months pregnant woman could stand.

"We will arrive at your location within the month. We are chasing the Mulgor down through our trade route and we can predict the speed of their arrival. I will take a secondary ship that can travel faster than the armada to get to you and bring you back."

"This is so frightening," she said, putting her fingertips to her lips.

In the six months since she had left Earth she had spent her time growing her little garden along the window that looked out into space. Her sunlight lamp hung above the plants, creating the illusion of day and night. Her garden had grown as strong as her need for her mate.

"You mustn't fear," he said. "I will not allow anything to happen to you."

"I await your arrival," she said, trying to be strong.

"Farewell," he said. "I dare not spend any longer with you."

His face blipped out and the screen disappeared, leaving only the view of the planet her bride ship was passing. Her heart sank in her chest, and she rubbed her rounding belly. She felt her child kick inside her womb as she marveled at the view that still stunned her every day.

Cora sat back on her couch and hugged her belly. She couldn't wait for the day when her baby finally arrived and she could hold the child in her arms.

Cora had started thinking of baby names for the little one. She wished that she’d had a chance to ask Magmus about it when he had been on the screen, but she knew that he couldn't talk to her for very long.

That fact was the absolute worst thing about this entire arrangement. Cora thought about Magmus all the time, but he could never think about her. It was devastating for her, and she could only imagine how devastating it was for him.

Dragons adored their mates. Being barred from thinking of her or speaking to her would be killing him. She longed to soothe his desire, and the beast inside him, as much as she longed to soothe her need for him.

In the six months she'd been aboard the bride ship, she had spent every day looking at the photographs and videos of him. She did it especially when she was applying the mandatory lotion she had to put on every day to help synthesize the mating ritual.

Using the lotion would allow her to carry her Draconian child. Her attention on Magmus would lessen his thrall by creating the connection between them.

All of that made it much harder for Cora. She felt like she knew Magmus inside and out, but they had only spoken for about three seconds. Now that the Mulgor were a threat, Magmus was coming to get her. They were supposed to be this great love, but how could she possibly be sure when she had never met him?

Magmus had to be the man she believed him to be: good and strong and kind. She'd heard good things from the other brides who had already arrived on Galaton. She hoped she would be as happy as they were.

She looked up at her little plants: her tomatoes were ripe and her basil was flourishing. She decided to make a nice homemade sauce for dinner. Cora loved having fresh vegetables in space and still had plenty of seeds and cuttings left to garden for a decade on Galaton.

When she’d found out she was matched with the Earth Prince, it seemed like a perfect match for a woman who was a botanist. The Earth Lands were a great mountain range with a rich forest, fertile valleys and a climate that had all four seasons. Of all the places on the strange planet of Galaton, the Earth Lands were the perfect place for Cora to start over.

Cora waited anxiously for several days as the crew monitored Magmus’s progress through the star systems toward the Morning Glory. Anticipation grew with each passing moment. By the time Magmus’s vessel arrived in her system, she felt like a bundle of raw nerves. His ship slowly crossed the solar system toward hers until it docked.

Cora had dressed in one of the flowing Draconian gowns that she’d found on board the Morning Glory when she’d first arrived. The flowing design looked beautiful as it hugged her round pregnant belly. The silky fabric cascaded over her curves like a waterfall in shades of rich green.

Magmus stepped through the exit hatch into the loading bay of the Morning Glory. Cora was there to greet him along with the medic and several other crewmembers. Magmus was flanked by his own admirals. He wore a skintight Draconian uniform in a green that matched her own gown. She couldn’t believe they had both picked the same color; the coincidence was startling to her.

But contemplating their clothing color choices was only a distraction from the fact that the father of her child and the man she was to marry was finally standing in front of her for the first time.

Cora was a tall woman at five eight but Magmus towered above her with his seven-foot frame. His shoulders were half the width of her arm span, his body tapering into a slim waist and long muscular legs.

She could see every dip and curve of his body underneath the skintight uniform, and as he walked toward her with his brown eyes locked on hers she felt her entire body prick with excitement and awareness of his masculine presence. He was so overwhelmingly gorgeous that Cora felt weak at the knees. She was all jelly and melting like butter. When he reached her, she grabbed onto his arm for support, and he swept her into a tight embrace.

“My bride,” he growled, holding her to his warm chest.

She could feel him harden against her as he held her close. Cora gasped, her heart pounding in her ears. He ran his hands along her jaw, cupping her face and tilting her gaze up to look at him.

“The wait has been killing me,” he said with an ironic chuckle, showing his sharp canine teeth behind his full lips.

“It’s been killing me too. I thought of you every day while I applied the lotion. I never stop thinking of you. Having you here… I almost don’t know how to process it.”

She looked away, feeling embarrassed at everything she had felt she’d shared with Magmus. During those times when she looked at his images on the computer screen and rubbed the lotion on her body, including her most sensitive parts, she almost inevitably climaxed. It had happened every day for the last six and a half months. In her mind, she’d shared so much sexual pleasure with Magmus over those months, it was embarrassing to now be here with him. It almost felt a little dirty.

“The heady scent of your skin is driving me wild,” he growled, not paying attention to the crowd of crewmembers around them. “It is good that we are now finally together.”

He then looked around at the crew and told them to prepare Cora’s things for an immediate transfer to his ship. Cora and Magmus wandered into a seating chamber off of the loading bay, and they sat together on a comfortable couch while her things were transferred to his ship.

He wrapped his arm around her, pulling her against his huge body. She wanted more than anything to be with him in private and explore all of the things that she had already done in her mind. As if sensing her desire, Magmus cupped her cheek and leaned toward her. His full, warm lips brushed over hers. Cora sucked a sharp breath through her teeth, drawing in the taste of Magmus’s breath just before he crushed his lips to hers and enveloped her in his strong arms.

In a hot gush of desire, his tongue slipped into her mouth. Cora groaned, feeling herself dampen all over. He ran his hands down her back and cupped her ass, lifting her leg over his. Just then, the door slid open. Cora gasped and looked up at the intruder.

“Prince Magmus,” medic Yuma said. “All of Princess Cora’s things have been moved to the Space Dart.”

It was the first time that anyone had called her 'Princess Cora', and the sound of it was surprising. Magmus nodded at the medic who left the room. Her prince stood and took her hand, leading her out of the small room and into the loading bay. The rest of the crew were standing, waiting for the couple.

“What about my garden?” Cora asked.

“All of your pots and lights have been moved to your chambers aboard the Space Dart,” medic Yuma said.

“Are you ready to depart?” Magmus asked.

“Yes,” she said.

Cora would follow Magmus to the ends of the universe. She had been waiting so long for him. Now they were going to be together. Forever. This was everything she had waited for, everything she wanted. Finally, she was with her prince, the father of the child growing in her womb. Nothing mattered except being with him.

“Then we depart,” he said.

He led her out of the Morning Glory where she’d lived for so many months. The Space Dart was a smaller, faster, stealthier ship than the bride ship Morning Glory. Bride ships were all slow-moving passenger vessels, originally designed for short trips between Earth and Draconia.

Magmus showed Cora to the small chamber they would share until they rejoined the rest of the Galatonian armada. He shut the door behind them, and they sat down on the small seating area at the end of his bed.

“The accommodations on the Space Dart are not as good as they are on the mothership Super Nova. I apologize, my beloved,” he said, looking deeply into her eyes while holding her hand in his.

“I don’t care about the accommodations. All that matters is that we are together. I can finally touch you and see you and feel you next to me. You don’t know how much I’ve longed for this moment,” she said with a sniffle.

A tear slid out of the corner of her eye and tumbled down her cheek. It splattered on Magmus’s hand, and he rubbed his finger under her eye to dry the tear away. He leaned in to kiss her again. This time they would not be interrupted.

The feeling of his hot tongue sliding between her lips kindled the deep well of hot lust that gathered in her core. The volcanic magma of her desire bubbled and boiled as Magmus slid her on top of him. She straddled his lap on the loveseat, Magmus’s body on a scale larger than her own.

She marveled at the size of him, sliding her hands over his rock hard chest. She felt his massive erection rise between her legs, as hard as titanium and wider than she could conceive of being inside her. She groaned as he nipped at her bottom lip, his sharp canine teeth just slightly grazing over her flesh.

His hands slid under her dress, slipping over the naked flesh of her thighs. He gripped her ass over the thin layer of her underwear and pulled her against his erection. She gasped and groaned into his kiss.

“Are you ready for this?” he whispered into her ear.

“More than anything,” she breathed.

“I must work your body until you are ready to open to me. I don’t want to hurt the baby.”

He gripped her ass and pushed up between her legs, rubbing her over his cock. Her full breasts pricked with excitement, her sensitive nipples brushing over his hard chest. He lifted her effortlessly in his big, strong arms and carried her across the room to the bed. He set her down and began removing her gown, leaving her in only her underthings.

Cora sat on the side of the bed and watched Magmus as he flicked a spot on his neck that made his uniform retract. She marveled at the splendor of his manhood. Her mouth watered at the sight of it as her core clenched in fear of its size.

Magmus knelt between her legs, and he ran his big, warm hands up her back and gripped her bra clasp. He unhooked it and slid the garment away. Her breasts were huge from the pregnancy and stood like ripe melons in front of his hungry eyes. He grinned at her and cast his gaze back over her swollen globes, licking his lips. He gently grasped one breast in his hand, hefting the weight as his tongue slid over the other. He flicked her erect nipple, and Cora moaned when the electric sensation shot into her clit.

“You like that,” he said, sucking her nipple into his mouth.

He sucked greedily, and nibbled at her tight bud. His other hand squeezed her breast and his fingers rolled her nipple as her pussy gushed moisture for him. Magmus sniffed the air and looked up at her, his brown eyes shining with desire.

“I smell the musk of your cunt,” he growled.

He hooked his fingers into the corners of her panties and began to tug them down over her ass and off her feet. He threw them aside and spread her legs, looking at her wet pussy with reverence in his eyes.

Cora could see the moisture on his red tongue before he dove in and pressed it between her folds. The sensation of his tongue on her pussy bowled her over and she lay back on the bed. Magmus lapped at her slit, sucking at her bud until she was sweaty and groaning for release. Magmus pushed his long, thick tongue inside her core, tasting her juices greedily until she was breathless and ripe with need.

She wanted him inside her so badly she could barely stand it, but instead of pushing his massive cock into her waiting cunt, he stood and gripped himself while rubbing the pad of his thumb over her sopping wet clit. She looked up into his eyes as he stroked himself, his thumb playing on her lust. Her nipples pointed straight up at the ceiling, tight as little bullets on her chest.

He continued stroking himself, harder and faster. Cora bit her lip, ready to come so hard it would blow her apart. Magmus closed his eyes and gritted his teeth. Cora gasped and moaned at the look on his face as the first jet of cum spilled from the head of his cock and landed on her stomach. The sensation of his hot seed on her flesh caused her release to explode from within her like a volcanic eruption. Magmus’s hot cum sprayed all over her as he stroked himself off.

He looked down at her as the last waves of orgasm radiated through them. He gritted his teeth and smiled, placing his hand over the pool of cum on her stomach. He began to rub it into her flesh and then dipped his fingers between her legs. He pushed his cum covered finger inside her sopping wet pussy, still sensitive from her orgasm. She sucked a breath through her teeth and groaned at the sensation.

“This will make you ready to take my cock, little bride,” he said.

“I’m ready to take you now,” she said.

“No, you aren’t,” he said pumping his finger in and out of her pussy.

She had just come, but the feeling of his finger inside her, rubbing over her g-spot, reactivated her arousal. She arched her back and gasped. He used his other hand to rub the cum over her breasts as he plucked at her nipples with his wet fingers. He leaned over her and dipped his hot tongue in her mouth as he added another finger to her pussy.

He thrust into her with the impact and strength of a hard cock. His tongue dove into her mouth, sliding over her tongue, making her hot with rekindled desire. She wrapped her arms around him and clung to him as he fucked her with his fingers. Cora cried out as the orgasm overtook her, gripping her entire body with involuntary pleasure. She let out a screaming groan, her arms tightly around his neck.

His fingers slid from inside her and she began to relax against the bed, loosening her grip on his neck. Magmus grabbed a bathrobe from the closet and handed it to her. He then flicked the spot on his neck that made his uniform re-form over his body. Cora slid into the bathrobe and wrapped it around her before sliding back against the bed and lying down on the pillow, her body buzzing with excitement. Magmus climbed into the bed behind her, wrapping his arm around her waist and cupping her round belly in his big hand.

“It is so good to have you here,” he said. “Your presence already calms my enraged dragon. You will save my life, Cora Brighton. I live now for you and our future.”