Taken By My Dragon Mate

Do you know that around three hundred eighty-five thousand babies are born each day, worldwide? Amazing, right? 

That means, since the world population is estimated at over seven and a half billion, one should, in theory, share a birthday with over twenty million people. 

Sadly, most people out of twenty million people don't know what to do with their birthday, except Calvary Amos, the current sleeping beauty. Her fair hand slipped out of the thick sheet covering her and pulled it down to her waist, a smile tilting her lips to the side, 

It's her birthday! 

Calvary smiled and then jumped out of the bed with lightning speed. She grabbed the calendar on her desk and stared at it as if she was holding diamonds in her hands. 

It was her birthday, her actual birthday! 

Calvary was one of the lucky or unlucky ones - depending on how you view it - born on a leap year aka February twenty - nine. Yes, she celebrates her birthdays on February twenty-eighth since her actual birthday occurs only every four years and this was D-day. 

However, unlike other birthdays, there was something special about today because she was having sex! Yes, she was a virgin, and today, she would finally pop that cherry. Nothing would come in between her and project, "pop that cherry".

Calvary had a little problem and that was an aversion to sex or what the doctor diagnosed her as Sexual Aversion Disorder (SAD). It is a phobic aversion to and avoidance of sexual contact with a sexual partner, which causes personal distress. 

Yep, her life is so hard. 

While her mates were screwing or in the process of screwing with their partners, Calvary was thinking of how to attempt to screw one. Thanks to that, all of her relationships had failed woefully because she couldn't get past the level of kissing, nor was she getting any younger. 

According to her sex therapist and relationship counselor, the contributing factors to her disorder were: Sexual abuse, which she had never experienced; R*pe, Nah, not at all; Parental sexual attitudes, her parents would make a huge contribution to the church if she were to have sex; anxieties about her sexual performance, just pop that cherry, please; unresolved sexual identity issues; she was definitely into men; fear of pregnancy, not at all, her parents would support her all the way. 

At a point, Calvary began to think her problem was psychological, but she was okay up there, as confirmed by a psychologist. Calvary loved the idea of sex, but she just couldn't do it. It was three years ago already, the last time she tried to force sex upon herself with her boyfriend. 

Poor dude didn't know of her condition and just thought she was strange considering she always wanted sex with the both of them yet wouldn't go through it in the end until that fateful night. 

Calvary was so frustrated with her condition she had straddled her boyfriend and wanted to impale herself on his you know what I'm talking about. 

"I'm not afraid of sex. It's a wonderful feeling. All you have to do is to put it in and out." She chanted with her eyes closed, ready to seal the deal.  

Unfortunately, the moment she lifted her hips and wanted to sink in on his stick, a great deal of revulsion washed over her and she threw up on her boyfriend. 

After a torrent of curses from Trent, the poor dude, that closed the boyfriend's line. This is why today, Calvary would celebrate her birthday in the club where there are many sexual prospects and would choose one who feels right - after warning him of her vomiting reflex of course. Moreover, she heard there are people into that stuff… God! No! She can't stoop that low. 

One would ask, why was Calvary confident that she would have sex today? She did it in a dream last night. Weird, right? But it was the first time she had a sex dream with a man she couldn't remember his face! But that is not the point. Dreams were dreams. 

The point is there is just this invigorating energy in the air that told her that today is the day she breaks out of her shackles. Calvary could feel it in her bones. This was her turning point. It is her destiny calling. The universe was finally having mercy on her! They heard her prayers! Hosanna be in the highest! 

So when her phone rang and it was her best friend video calling her, she picked up without a second thought

"How is my birthday girl doing?" Nina grinned at her from the screen. The both of them have been friends since childhood and she also knows about her condition. 

"I've never felt more wonderful," Calvary answered with a bright expression. 

"Oh good and tell me you have big plans for today." 

"Yes, and one of them involves having sex," She finally announced the good news. 

"Slap me," Nina muttered, then burst into a scream that nearly turned her deaf, "Tell me you're joking!" 

"I've made up my mind," Calvary nodded, confirming it. 

"Tell me what changed your mind after all these years?" 

"I don't know but you can say I'm ready. I just feel it," Calvary told her confidently. 

"Well, feel it all you want, I'm definitely in support!" Nina cheered her, "It is time to pop that cherry and damn that pathetic disorder. Your parents would be so proud of you and I am  happy for you, best friend!" 

Yeah, she was happy too. And a bit excited, after all, it was a big day ahead of her. 

And just like that, Calvary told Nina her plans of going to the club and together they planned it. 

"We need to go shopping," Nina announced. 

"Shopping?" Calvary was confused. 

"Of course, this is the first time you plan to have sex with a stranger, you need to have sexy lingeries and protection," She added with a grin, "Lots of protections" 

"Why lots of protection," Calvary wondered. 

"God, I swear, you can be dumb sometimes," Nina groaned, face palming, "Of course, this is your first time and like a bird set free, you need to go rounds after rounds, try every sexual position, and in every corner of the room. In one word, it would be a night of pleasure!" 

A night of pleasure, Calvary liked the sound of that. 

She grinned at her friend, "Where do we start?"