Dragon 5 Chapter 28

Beelzebub cackled and pushed the bound Helena sharply to the side to make way for his girth as he stood. But surprising me, the demon moved from his seat to standing in front of me in a flash, completely defying his otherwise overweight appearance.

“Boo.” He laughed.

His fist buried itself in my gut, and I folded over it before being thrown back into one of Helena’s memories. She was screaming something at Jared.

Ignoring the memory playing out around me, I rolled over and got to my feet, my whole body aching.

“This is a battle between souls, Dragon King. You might be incredibly strong physically, but here? You are weak.” Beelzebub was on me again, sending me flying through more of Helena’s memories. “I’m going to beat your soul to a pulp, then I’m going to ride you back to your body.”

Fuck.

I felt weak. The strength that normally flooded my limbs seemed absent. After two hits, my arms shook as I tried to lift myself off the ground.

“Don’t feel bad. Age has a lot to do with the strength of the soul. You are just too young to fight a ten-thousand-year-old demon.” Beelzebub put his foot on my back and pressed me back to the ground.

“I’m going to have so much fun working through your harem and hoard. Dragons really are gluttonous creatures.” Beelzebub sloppily licked his lips.

Even from the ground, I could smell the foulness in his breath. It was like he had spent all ten thousand years letting fish rot in his mouth. My mind barely registered his words, but they slowly and surely etched their way into my mind.

“Mine,” I growled as images of him touching my hoard, my women, flipped through my mind. “Mine,” I said with more force as I pushed against his foot.

“Greed and Gluttony are so intertwined,” Beelzebub chuckled, leaning harder down onto me. “Don’t think you can overpower gluttony with a little greed.”

I lifted my face off the floor, and the purple light of Ikta’s magic shone off the floor in front of me. It was coming from my eyes.

The fae supposedly felt their emotions greater than other paranormals. Yet neither angels nor demons tried to influence them. Whether it was Helena’s love or Beelzebub’s gluttony, both were hitting me, pushing on my soul and draining it of mana.They were weakening me because I couldn’t control myself.

But these were my emotions. Mine and no one else’s.

I took hold of my emotions and reined them in. They would obey me, and me alone. As I crushed the connection between Helena and myself, I felt strength return to my limbs. I lifted Beelzebub off of me enough to roll out.

“It isn’t that I’m weak, but that you are actively weakening me,” I growled knowingly, pushing out the thoughts that he’d planted in my head.

The battle in Helena’s soul wasn’t just physical. It was a battle of wills and internal strength. When I rose to meet my opponent, his eyes were like staring into a fire pit.

“Don’t think your succubus will be here to save you this time,” he replied, smiling at me.

I felt my mouth water as hunger seeped into my every thought. That strength that had started to build became a sieve as he pushed on my gluttony and fed off of me.

My dragon nature wasn’t strong enough at that moment to fight the desire that flooded me, but I wasn’t just dragon magic anymore.I thought back to how some of the fae were insufferably confident in themselves and tried to channel my inner Ikta.

Nothing could stop me.

I repeated that thought like a mantra as the gluttony dimmed in my mind, and I stood up straighter. “You know, it’s a little cowardly to hide in souls.”

Beelzebub laughed. “I know my strengths. That’s why I bounce from soul to soul, squeezing them for everything they are worth before moving on. A physical fight? Well, that just sounds like work.”

Cracking my knuckles, I smiled. I was more than happy to make him do a bit of work.

Rather than running to him, I followed my instincts. I imagined myself in front of him, punching deep into his gut. I made it my full intention, and sure enough, the strange world we inhabited in Helena’s soul responded.

I was suddenly in front of Beelzebub and slamming my fist right into the fat bastard’s gut.

Beelzebub wheezed a laugh as his stomach sucked inwards like it was hollow. His skin split open, only for a vast suction to appear in the middle of his chest, trying to draw my fist into it.

“I will devour you one way or another.” Beelzebub grabbed my shoulders and tried to push me further inwards.

I quickly realized that I needed to be bigger.

Rather than truly shifting, I once again focused on my intentions. One moment my hand was a fist, the next a claw as my view changed to look down on Beelzebub from up above.

I had become my dragon form, towering over the demon. A low growl pulled itself from my throat. But from up here, I saw something else.

Helena.

She was tied up, looking up at me feebly. Knowing her body had been tough in the real world, I hoped that would prove true in her soul world. Taking a breath, I washed the entire area with fire, hoping to break the binding on her.

“Hah. Fire doesn’t bother a demon, son.” Beelzebub grew larger to match me. “We bathe in hellfire.”

“Who said I was aiming for you?” I commented as a pissed off nephilim rose behind the demon with silver ire in her eyes.

“You fucking pig,” Helena screamed. A spear formed in her hands, and she stabbed it into the giant Beelzebub’s back, tearing it out the side and leaving behind a large gash.

Beelzebub certainly screamed like a pig. But his scream did nothing to Helena. She was in a full rage as she kept stabbing the demon.

He tried to back away from her, but I was there, my claws tearing into that prodigious stomach again as my jaw clamped down on his shoulder. The taste of the demon was absolutely foul in my mouth, but I held on because the incensed Helena was quickly whittling away at Beelzebub.

“Die, pig! How dare you come in here and take my body? You only won because you surprised me,” Helena screamed and grew several times in size to match the two of us.

“I’m going to cut you into a thousand pieces for touching me. I will never be able to shower enough!” Helena kept tearing into Beelzebub.

I lost my bite, and as I let go, Beelzebub was clearly afraid. He was backpedaling, barely keeping his head from being removed as her silver spear flashed out again and again.

Helena was incredible to behold. A blindingly bright silver ball of rage, she pummeled the weakened Beelzebub.

Any attempts he made at trying to control her with gluttony washed right off of her. Her anger was so bright that it couldn’t be penetrated by the demon’s power, and she now was prepared to defend herself.

“You will both pay for this. This fraction of my soul might perish. But I, Beelzebub, will be back.” The demon roared before Helena overtook him and stabbed him with her spear, flooding his body with silver light and exploding it into tiny ribbons of demon soul.

Her anger only cooled marginally as she whipped her spear to the side and turned to look at me over her shoulder.

“Why are you still here?” she asked, her voice still filled with anger, but her eyes slightly softer.

“Uh, I don’t know how to get out,” I answered honestly.

Her eyes glowed again, and it felt like I got hit by a truck.

I found myself thrown out of her soul back into my body.

My jaws unclamped from Helena’s shoulder as I blinked away the disorientation. As I came to, I realized I had Helena pressed to the ground with her arms around the back of my head.

There on her pale shoulder was the thin scar of my mark. The mark I placed on all of my mates.

She returned to her body as well, and her soft expression hardened to the hard shell I’d seen her put on after her mother’s abuse.

I didn’t wait to get yelled at. I pushed off of the nephilim in an instant, making space between the two of us. “Sorry. You really had a hold on me with your magic.”

She frowned and brushed her shoulder, watching me. But as she touched her shoulder, I saw the moment she registered that something was different. It wasn’t long before it twisted into anger.

“What the fuck have you done?” she screamed at the top of her lungs. “You marked me!”

In an instant, her wings were out, and she was before me.

The slap had the full force of her strength, and even in my dragon knight form, my bones were jarred. I wanted to be angry, to hit her back, but the beast locked up, fighting my movements.

Despite the situation, my instincts registered her as my mate.

“You shit! I will tear you to pieces” She came swinging again.

I went to cover my face, but the strike never came.

Helena stood before me, huffing and puffing with anger fixed on her face. “Fight me, dammit. I’m not one of your floozies. Do you understand me? This mark means nothing! I still hate you.”

I was mostly baffled that she wasn’t hitting me.

But as I looked at her, I saw the need for me to attack her back in her eyes. She was almost hungry for that kind of conflict. It was the only kind of love she’d really known.

“I didn’t save you only to fight you.” I stopped trying to protect my head. “All I wanted to do was get rid of Beelzebub. You’ve been out for a while, and shit has hit the fan.”

She paused in her anger. “Tell me. Now.”

“Tills is aware of the paranormal, and as a result, she’s also my servant now. She’s helping me sort out the issues in the city, covering some of it up with a human trafficking operation that we discovered. But I have to go now, and you are done. Clearly, you don’t have the strength to join the current fight,” I tried to piss her off.

Helena got up in my face. That sharp cut of her white hair swayed as she was forced to look up at me. “Bullshit, you wouldn’t have defeated Beelzebub without me.” She stabbed me in the chest with a finger.

“We’ll never know. Pretty sure I just let you vent a little anger there,” I replied, keeping a charming smile on my face.

“Don’t smile at me.” She poked me with her finger again. Her face was so close, my instinct was to lean forward and kiss her.

I shook it off, not wanting to take the risk of getting stabbed by the angry nephilim, even if I thought there was a boatload of sexual tension sparking off between us.

Helena’s eyes were stormy, but there was something more in them. And with her heart-shaped face, she was still a bit cute when she was pissed.

She blew out an angry huff. “My case isn’t over until all accomplices are accounted for. What was happening here?” She looked around at the mess we’d made of the brewery, her eyes landing on several bodies of vampires.

“Vampires working with Beelzebub?” she commented to herself, looking back over her shoulder at me for answers.

“Look, like I said, I think you are done. We’ll go handle the rest of the vampires and the bloodlord that is making a move on the fae. Tills is at the police station. You can go help her fill out some paperwork.” I brushed her off, trying not to smile and give away that I was riling her up.

She poked me in the chest again with her finger and whirled, storming off. As she moved, her wings unfolded, and she flew forward, slamming her spear into a wall to vent her anger before flying off.

“That was interesting. You know she’s going in the direction of Wissahickon park, right?” Sabrina asked from behind me.

“Was there any lust coming off her, or was I imagining it?” I asked the succubus.

“Oh, I thought for sure there was about to be a hate fuck here on the floor. No way she’d do makeup sex, just take all that anger and vent it through rough sex,” Sabrina clarified.

“Good. I wasn’t imagining things. She’s all twisted up. I doubt she even knows what love is outside the angelic power. Damn.” I shook my head, remembering her past. “Either way, we need to get going.”

“Morgana is wrapping up. I came back because I felt demonic mana again, and thought you might need help, but you seem to have done okay.”

I shook my head. “No, that was pretty rough. How can I fortify myself against those types of pulls?”

“We’ll work on it later. Maybe you’ll need some summer school for your independent study.” Sabrina smirked, and something told me that class with my new succubus mate might get very interesting indeed.

But at the moment, we needed to move. The main event was about to happen, and it would take all of our strength to keep the city intact.

I took a deep breath and bellowed with my dragon’s voice. “Morgana, dragonettes, we are leaving.”

Sabrina blinked and stuck a finger in her ear. “Please tell me before you do that next time.”

“Whoops, sorry.” I gave her a sheepish grin.

“What?” she yelled, looking closely at my mouth as she tried to read my lips.

“Sorry,” I repeated more slowly.

“Yeah, me too.” She completely misread my lips. “Help me back to the van.” Sabrina leaned on me, and I felt the warmth of her body. Despite the situation, I felt my body suddenly grow excited.

The beast begged to take our succubus back to our hoard and cement our mating. But as much as I wanted to, I couldn’t then.

Sabrina must have felt my lust as she patted my arm. “I’m going to ride my dragon later. Don’t worry about that.”

The beast acted as if she had talked to it, sitting down and patiently waiting like a dog when you picked up a bag of treats.

“You really know how to tame my dragon instincts,” I said into her ear as we walked back out to the van.

“Of course. Though, if you wanted, we could always do a quick round in the van. Wissahickon is a good fifteen-minute drive.” Sabrina’s hearing was back, and she looked up at me through her eyelashes as she blushed.

I loved that she was feeling more confident and bold, embracing a bit more of her demon nature.

We reached the van, and I shifted back to my naked human form. Then I picked her up, carrying her with me to the back seat of the van and planting her in my lap.

Morgana was next, hopping in the front seat as Sabrina and I kissed in the back like a teenage couple trying not to be caught. “I see you two are having fun. How do you feel about being with a woman, Sabrina?”

The succubus pushed off my chest, and her eyes flashed a bright pink before she turned to Morgana. “I’m sexually fluid, but I don’t think I’ll enjoy anyone else, at least not without my mate present.”

Morgana only chuckled as the three dragons joined us in the car. Each of them was naked. We hadn’t brought a change of clothes with us, and we’d likely be shifting again soon, anyway.

“The succubus beat us all,” Amira grumbled, finding her seat and buckling in.

“I’m even naked, and he barely spared a glance,” Trina whined. “Stupid Dragon King. Your dragonettes are naked.”

“Splendidly so,” Polydora agreed, turning around in the seat in front of me and giving me a full view of her naked breasts.

Sabrina ground her skirt against my hardness, and a growl escaped me. I wanted to take her right there, but our first time after mating wasn’t going to be a quick rut in the back seat of a van.

Sabrina piped up, ignoring my growl, “I can assure you all that there was a vast change in his lust as you three naked girls showed up. He’s just trying to keep a lid on things because we have more important matters to handle.”

Then she wiggled again on my lap. “I’m just working to feed myself. He has to keep his succubus full now, doesn’t he?” She turned around and straddled me, rocking back and forth with her arms behind my neck.

I leaned back. It was both torture and pleasure. And I was so going to get her back once we got back to my hoard.

AN - Was Helena's anger too much or just enough? Also we are now on fully edited chapters if you catch a typo, I'll fix it for publishing.