1 Aeden

I was strolling through the streets of L.A. when I heard the voice of an angel coming from across the street. I followed the siren song to a bar called Ouroboros, whose sign featured a dragon eating its tail, creating an infinity symbol.

"Who is that singing?" I asked the man at the door, handing him a ten-dollar bill for entry.

"Her name's Addelynn; she really knows how to draw a crowd." the man said with a toothy smile.

As I stepped into the bar, the crowd parted like the red sea, freezing me in my tracks as the most beautiful creature I have ever seen was singing at an impossible note.

She was tall for a human female, a few inches over six feet, a little too thin with skin the color of freshly fallen snow, and long white hair with purple streaks braided on the sides to create a mohawk. Her purple eyes shone like the purest amethyst in the light. She had an angular face covered in too much makeup for my liking, wearing a short black tank top that revealed her pierced navel, a black tutu, fishnet stockings, and thigh-high leather boots.

My cock twitched in my pants at the sight of those impossibly long legs. As I moved closer, my eyes zeroed in on the tattoo on her pelvic bone. The symbol was a serpent-like dragon incircling a six-pointed star. My search for this symbol has spanned the entire United States since I was twenty.

This girl named Addelynn possesses the same symbol as my four best friends and I, who were born on the same day. This symbol was the mark of my mate…of our mate.

When we go through the mating ritual, the points of the star will fill in and turn her into a dragon. Dragons can only reproduce in their dragon forms because our human forms cannot handle laying eggs.

I stood there with my arms crossed as I watched her sing. Her eyes widened when she peered down at me, scanning me from my long dirty blonde hair that was shaved on the sides and bound at the nape of my neck, my full shaggy beard, to my black leather jacket, paired with a black fitted T-shirt, black jeans with holes in the knees and my motorcycle boots. Her lips curled into a naughty smile, then she winked before returning her attention to the crowd.

I felt my nails digging into my skin as I clenched my fists. It took everything I had not to drag Addelynn from the stage and fuck her right in front of everyone. My groin throbbed to the beat of the music as I waited for her to finish.

It was an hour later when she was finally done. She plopped down on the edge of the stage, beckoning me forward with her finger. I knew it wouldn't be long before my friends and I were tied around that damn finger. A dragon's mate was our most precious treasure; she would be treated like a Goddess.

I walked over to her, inhaling her intoxicating scent of vanilla, honey, and lilac. She smelled like the finest ambrosia; I couldn't wait to find out if she tasted as good as she smelled.

"Hello there, handsome," she purred, reaching out to place a hand on my chest, "I've never seen you in here before."

"Just got into town this morning," I replied, " I was just taking a stroll when I heard your voice."

"Hmm, you have a sexy accent. Is it Scottish?" she asked with a tilt of her head, tapping her bottom lip. I growled as I pictured those lips around my throbbing cock.

"Something like that," I said, taking a few steps closer.

She leaned forward so her lips touched the shell of my ear and whispered, "My apartment is upstairs; follow me." A low rumbling growl of excitement rolled through me as she hopped from the stage.

She reached out to grab my hand, then pulled me through the crowd, out a back door, and up a fire escape that led to the apartment above. After I opened the door, she barely had it wide enough before I lifted her and slammed her against it.

I cupped the back of her head and kissed her like a starving man. A low, rumbling- purr rolled up from my chest when she bit my bottom lip. I grabbed the front of her tank top, ripping it in half, then cupped her lace-covered breasts.

She moaned deeply when I kissed the sensitive part of her throat.

"Can we move this to the bedroom?" she asked breathlessly.

I growled in frustration but pulled away from the door with her still in my arms and carried her down the hall.

"Second door on the left," she said.

I stepped through the doorway, freezing at the mess of papers and clothes thrown everywhere. I followed the clean trail to the full-size bed, then tossed her onto the bed, making her giggle.

I kicked off my boots and then pulled off my shirt. When Addelynn went to pull off her boots, I smacked her hand away with a low growl. "Let me do it."

I dropped to my knees, kissing her inner thigh as I pulled the laces on her boots, kissing down her leg as I revealed more of her sexy skin. Then did the same with the other boot.

I applauded myself with the kind of self-control I had to take it slow; I wanted to taste every inch of her skin. I quickly removed her stockings and the annoying tutu, revealing a black lace thong that matched her bra.

With a tug, the thong ripped, and then I tossed it to the floor and took in her amazing hairless snow-white pussy. I growled in pleasure as I smelled the scent of Addelynn's arousal, grabbing the globes of her ass as I parted her lips with my tongue.

She gasped as I sucked her clit into my mouth, her hands tangled in my hair, making me moan when the sting almost made me explode. She whimpered when I pulled away to pin her arms above her head.

"Be a good girl and keep them there," I growled. When she nodded, I returned to eating her delicious pussy. She was tight as I slid a finger inside, quickly followed by a second. She gasped and moaned as I curled my fingers, pumping them in and out as I sucked on her clit.

"Oh god, oh god, yes!" she screamed.

"I am no god, love," I said with a smirk, "My name is Aeden."

"Aeden!" she screamed as she came soaking my face with her pussy juice.

I was at the end of my self-control when I stood to remove the rest of my clothes. I smirked when Addelynn gaped open-mouthed at my cock.

"Will it fit?" she asked with a tilt of her head, tapping on her bottom lip.

"Oh, it will fit. Now get on your hands and knees," I growled.

She quickly removed her bra and then rolled to her knees. I stepped towards her, freezing, when I saw the nasty scars on her back.

"Who the fuck did this?" I growled, reaching out to trace the rigid lines with my fingers.

Her whole body tensed up as she whispered, "It was my father."

My vision grew red as I growled, the urge to kill rising quickly, but I held it back as I kissed the raised marks on her back. She relaxed as I positioned myself, then entered her in one hard thrust, making her gasp. All my self-control flew out the window when her tight pussy stretched around my cock.

"Oh yes!!" she screamed as I pounded into her. Her tight pussy was like a warm wet glove made just right for my cock.

She screamed my name as she came; her pussy clenched me so tight I came so hard my knees nearly gave out.

"Fuck!" I growled as an onslaught of pleasure rolled through me.

I pulled out of her, then gathered her into my arms as I plopped onto the bed. She laid on me with her head on my shoulder, already passed out.

I pulled her close, kissing her on the forehead, then rubbed my fingers over her back, growling when I felt the ridges of the scars. Those scars were caused by years of abuse with a leather belt, and I would be perfectly comfortable killing her father without remorse.