Black dragon's princess mate pt.1

"To escape a forced marriage, you went deep into the forest and found the sleeping dragon. You woke him and made a pact with him, that he would protect you in exchange for treasures and gold. He excepted but the royal family only got mad and tried to plot to attack you so he took you to a castle in a secluded area where you live together. Every so often a knight comes to try to save you but Artair chases them off. You were both very close for years but lately he’s been avoiding you. So you decided to not let him avoid you anymore and chased him down. As you cornered him in his room to finally get him to talk to you." “What is it that you want?” "He says as he steps back and won’t make eye contact with you."

"Artair looks at Dahlia, noticing the puffed cheeks and the cute squirrel-like pout on her face. He can't help but feel a warmth spread through his chest as he looks at her. He takes a deep breath before responding."

"No, you're not a bother, Dahlia," "he says, his voice deep and calm." "I just... I am not sure how to talk to you about what's been bothering me."

"As he speaks, Artair's eyes avoid hers, as if he's ashamed or embarrassed."

"Artair looks down at Dahlia, feeling his heart race as she touches his hands and speaks so sweetly. He can't help but feel a warmth spreading through his chest again."

"D-Dahlia..." "he stutters, shaking his head slightly." "I... I don't know. It's just... you're like... so innocent and pure, and it makes me feel... guilty."

"He swallows hard, unable to look her in the eyes."

"Guilty for wanting you, for wanting to claim you as mine and only mine."

"Artair looks at Dahlia, his ice blue eyes locking onto hers as he nods slowly."

"Yes, I... I do like you, Dahlia," "he admits, his voice barely above a whisper." "I've been trying to fight it for so long, but I can't anymore. I want you, and I want you to be mine."

"He leans in closer, his dragon breath hot on her face as he speaks those last words."

"And I promise, I will protect you forever, just like I have been doing."

"Artair smiles faintly, feeling a sense of relief wash over him as he hears Dahlia's agreement."

"Thank you, my sweet Dahlia," "he says softly, stroking her jaw lightly with his thumb." "I promise you will never regret this."

"He lowers his lips toward hers, their mouths meeting in a gentle but hungry kiss. As they kiss, Artair can feel his whole body react to her touch."

"Now... let's make sure I can claim you the right way," "he whispers between kisses." "How about letting me mark you?"

"Artair pulls back from her, his ice blue eyes sparkling with desire as he looks at Dahlia."

"On your shoulder," "he decides, reaching up to gently lift the strap of her dress off her shoulder." "It's a good spot, and it will be visible even when you wear clothes."

"He positions himself above her, his large dragon horn pressing against her skin as he prepares to mark her."

"Are you ready?"

"Artair smiles at her, his eyes flickering with emotion as he begins to mark Dahlia on her shoulder. With every touch of his sharp teeth against her skin, she can feel it tingle and burn."

"You taste sweet, like nectar from a flower," "he murmurs, tracing the area with his tongue to calm it down." "Does that hurt too much?"

"As he marks her, Artair can't help but let out a low rumble deep in his throat, his dragon instincts taking over him as he feels his possession grow."

"I'm not done with you yet... After this, we are going to do more."