The second Alluna felt his erupting cock start to swell she'd reared back. Spurts of cum bathed her face, her breasts, and she had to wipe the hot, milky fluid from her eyes and back away some more.
The satin sheets were torn, fluff from the mattress peeking through, but that wasn't what had her eyes popping open as her jaw dropped. Zak's skin looked as if made of gold and his cock had swelled as thick as her arm. The head was different too. It ended in a point rather than the rounded form it had before. His hands twitched and she noted he had claws and his skin was beginning to look scaly. The sheets moved, drawing her attention.
Alluna dashed in terror to the glass wall and curled into a ball. The sheets weren't moving at all. What was spreading out beneath Zak's arching back were a pair of enormous wings that weren't exactly angelic looking.
She stared at him, huddled against the wall. A high pitched screeching sound blared, making her pulse soar. When it suddenly cut off, it left her ears ringing.
Zak's panting was loud now that the alarm deactivated. She watched as his cock shrank back down to normal, though it still remained pointing straight up.
Zak struggled to sit up, the golden wings at his back twitching awkwardly, and then he froze.
Alluna bit her lower lip when she saw the look of terror in his eyes. He turned his head and stared at his wings as if he'd never seen them before. Zak looked more horrified than she felt.
He began to pant again. He yanked the sheets off his legs and stared down at his body and then his hands. Everything was back to normal except...
Her heart leapt into her throat when he suddenly cried out in agony. The wings glowed, shriveled, and seemed to pull into his back. Zak lifted his fists, his face contorted in pain and then he fell forward, bending from the waist.
Two red slashes marred his once perfect skin, but as Alluna approached him tentatively, they began to fade.
She crawled back onto the bed, between his legs and laid her palm on his hot flesh. Zak snapped back up into a sitting position, startling her.
They stared at each other for long moments until he finally spoke.
"I wouldn't blame you if you fear me now."
"You...you were shifting into a dragon?"
He shuddered. "I guess." Zak continued to stare at her with haunted eyes. "I've only shifted completely once in my life and it happened accidentally."
It surprised her to hear him say that. For some reason she thought he shifted into his dragon self regularly.
Zak rose from the bed in agitation. Alluna watched him begin to pace at the foot of the bed, the long braid on his back swaying enticingly against the swell of his backside.
Alluna didn't care if he became angry with her. She dashed out of the bed and clung to him, stilling him in his tracks. His scent and warmth permeated her as her arms squeezed around his waist tighter.
Zak wrapped his arms around her and she felt him brush a kiss to the crown of her head.
"I'm making you more nervous." His hand smoothed over her back, the other caressing the back of her head. "I could never hurt you, Alluna. Please believe me."
She nodded and burrowed deeper into his chest, the fear that somehow mama would find them still haunting her.
A wave of dizziness swept over her and she opened her eyes to see the blue ray of the hygiene machine flowing over them. Zak had teleported them into the hygiene room.
"Alluna, why do you doubt your ability to satisfy me?"
The question took her by surprise.
"Don't evade me by clinging to me and hiding your face." His voice was soft, but he dropped his arms. "I expect an answer."
Slowly she peered up at him, but didn't loosen her hold. She could still feel his erection pressed against her middle.
***
Zak stared down at her cute little face peering up at him from under thick black lashes. Her arms were wrapped so tight around him, like she expected him to disappear at any moment.
The truth was, his midshift a moment ago had left him shaken, and he needed to talk to Remi about it. Zak didn't know or understand what the hell was happening to him.
"Alluna," he sighed. "I'm waiting."
"You're still hard. Edenian males are supposed to grow soft when they're satisfied."
Zak threaded his fingers in her silky hair. With her head tilted up to him, the glossy strands fell to the middle of her ass.
"Baby, I'm still hard because I still want to be inside you, but we need to go slow. I don't want to hurt you." She blinked and he saw the understanding sink in. Still, he felt the niggling doubt in her mind.
There was more to his reluctance to bed her again. He needed to talk to Remi. What if he'd shifted completely while embedded within her? He would have killed her. This had never happened to him before and he felt confused and fearful. "You're tired, Alluna," he whispered to her, using his mind to push the suggestion deeper into her subconscious.
She pulled one arm from around him to rub her eyes with a yawn. He scooped her up and carried her back to bed.
Sleep, Alluna. You've had a long day, you're tired. You want to sleep... and dream of us.
He kissed her lips as he placed her down and pulled the rumpled sheets over her.
She yawned again and turned to her side, clutching the pillow to burrow into it. Zak's chest squeezed when her eyes fluttered shut and she whispered, "nightie-night, beautiful angel."
He took a deep breath and fire and cinnamon teased his nostrils.
"She's your
One
, Zak."
Zak turned, summoning a pair of his lounging pants on himself, and began walking toward his living room. He thought about Remi's words and wondered if maybe that was why it was becoming more difficult to tamp down his beastly side.
He settled down on his couch as Remi walked over to his liquor cabinet and poured a drink into a glass. Zak sighed watching the red-haired weredragon pad to him, glass in one hand and bottle of Black Death whiskey in the other.
He plunked down next to Zak and offered him the glass.
"Aren't you drinking?" Zak asked accepting the glass.
Remi's answer was to put the bottle to his mouth and tip his head back. His throat moved as he chugged down Zak's favorite whiskey.
"Gimme that, you idiot," he snorted yanking the bottle from Remi's hand. "It's getting harder and harder to find this stuff."
He passed Remi the glass and took up chugging from the bottle himself.
He felt Rem's eyes on him as the fiery liquid slid down his throat.
The scents in the air around him changed. Before he lowered the bottle and opened his eyes, he already knew the rest of the Alpha Angels sat with him in his living room.
"What is this," Zak said in his deep voice, "a fucking intervention?"
Remi snickered.
"We're worried about this whole situation, Goliath," Annie spoke up first. She sat at his feet and gripped his free hand to brush a soft kiss to it.
Zak smiled at her, despite himself.
