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wait until
the actual claiming to see who the special chosen virgin is. The
others go on about their life while a single woman is flown away by
me or one of my brother dragons.
    We’re not actually brothers by blood
but by circumstance. During our lives before the curse, our
families were feudal overlords of each realm. Male dragons took
women as brides against their will from different realms. It was
common to kill any female who wasn’t a virgin. Or if the woman was
lucky, she was cast aside and lived in service to the dragon. A
dragon’s destiny was to find a mate and produce children to
propagate the line. Up until a dragon found a true mate it wasn’t
unheard of for dragons to have dozens of brides of varying ages to
fulfill their lust.
    One piece of the curse was designed to
punish the remaining dragons for the sexual excess of our fathers.
Bastian, Laryn, Tahr, and I came up with the claiming idea after
the curse was put upon us. We, the younger generation of dragons
and the last of our kind, had no desire to kill innocent women. It
was easy to put the fear of the Goddess into the village. Burning a
few buildings and breaking a few legs with the swish of our tails
did the trick. It assured that the women who came to us were pure.
It was our only hope of breaking the curse.
    Two of my brothers have now found
mates. I can’t help wondering what they did that made their union
so special that their brides could transcend to dragon. My brides
were each unique and I loved them in my own way. But it’s obviously
been the wrong way. Or, maybe the Goddess just knows that I’m no
good.
    I’ve never enjoyed the first years
after the claiming. I always hated when a bride cried and longed
for home. It was quite vexing and my patience wore thin more often
than not. When they finally settled into their destiny, the good
years began. As they aged, my fondness grew to love. Maybe it was
knowing my time with them was limited or maybe it’s because without
sex in the later years, the relationship turns to a deeper
friendship. Then, after their death, the lonely years begin again.
Each time I swear I won’t make the same mistakes. It all starts
over again and I don’t change. Did Bastian and Laryn somehow figure
out how to alter their ways and treat a bride as something more
than a beloved possession? After Acasia transcended, Bastian told
me each dragon must find the answer for himself. Acasia was so very
different from Laryn’s bride. I only met Roxanne once before I
burned her, but she was quite feisty for a bride, and Laryn was so
very proud of her. Laryn was different that time too. He obviously
changed his destiny by going against his hereditary traits. I’m not
that strong.
    I sense Sierra before I see her. My
eyes zero in as she stands on a high cliff on an outcropping of
rock above the lake. I stop breathing when she performs a graceful
dive and enters the water. I don’t breathe again until she bursts
upward with a large smile on her face. She’s naked of course and
her impish laughter only makes her more beautiful.
    “ Did I scare you?” she asks
with a sensual, teasing laugh. Without waiting for a reply, she
splashes me before diving below the surface.
    I love to swim, so I follow her
beneath the water to try to locate my spirited she-wolf. The water
is murky and it’s difficult to see her. A sharp pinch on my ass is
not a fish. I manage to grab a handful of hair and bring her
against my body. As soon as her mouth clears the surface, she
begins laughing.
    Her lips are too much to resist. I
grant her a hard kiss for scaring me. Our teeth clash as our lips
adjust and our tongues tangle in sensual mating. She wraps her legs
around me and threads her fingers through my hair demanding more.
I’m not yet ready. Oh, I’m ready to fuck her, but I want this to
last more than sixty seconds, which is the course we’re now on. She
tastes wild and passionate, sweet, and spicy all at once. It’s all
I can do not to ram