Chapter 9

Three days after we first had sex, Sara was a nervous wreck. We had slept together each night with much hugging and kissing, but it hadn’t helped. She couldn’t concentrate enough to study today. She was jittery and couldn’t sit still. She paced and checked the time every few minutes. I wasn’t sure what was wrong and neither was she.

At the dojo that morning, she couldn’t concentrate on the exercises and stopped early. The only thing that seemed to have calmed her down any had been the run that morning where I had increased the pace again, and she had to push herself to keep up. She also didn’t seem to have much of an appetite.

“Maybe you should go out for another run. That seemed to calm you down this morning,” I told her after watching her pace for some time.

“Alright, I have to do something, I’m way too keyed up,” she admitted.

She was gone for well over an hour and returned soaking wet and nearly exhausted.

“I really pushed myself, but I’m feeling better now,” she told me on returning. Following a good hot shower, she was even able to eat a decent meal. By bedtime, however, she was all keyed up again.

“I’ll never get to sleep tonight,” she told me, as we prepared for bed.

“Perhaps a little sex will calm you down,” I suggested.

“Maybe,” was all that she said.

Once in bed, we hugged and kissed for a long time before starting on the sex. The long, slow strokes went out the window in no time, and it was fast and furious for a long time following that. Sara just seemed frantic and bucked and pushed up against me frantically for the longest time before bucking up against me one final time and then screaming as the gigantic orgasm that had been building in her belly escaped and ran through her before rebounding and going back through her again. She screamed just the once before passing out in orgasmic bliss.

During this last, I had been draining my nuts as I frantically pumped my seed deep into her darkest recesses. It required considerable time for both of us to recover from this bout of sex, and that was when we received the surprise.

I was the first to recover enough to roll off of Sara. I still lay there for another minute or so recovering, before looking around at the room. To my shocked surprise, the room was full of Magic! Magic that circled the bed like a tornado. There were gold flecks visible in it, and it was THICK. It was thick enough that neither of us would be getting out of bed until it had thinned out considerably. I turned and looked at Sara, but she was still passed out, and her body still shook and quivered in response to the gigantic orgasm that had knocked her out.

“Oh shit!” I said on seeing this, but there was nothing that I could do until the Magic thinned out some.

Well, that wasn’t quite right, I quickly decided. I could wake Sara. It required many minutes before she responded to my working on her, and it could be that she just woke up on her own. She, too, looked around the room when she was able.

“What is that?” she asked when she could speak. She was pointing to the Magic that was still circling around our bed. It was still rather thick.

“That is Magic. A lot of Magic,” I told her.

“Where did it come from?” she asked.

“The entire Charleston area,” I told her. “It will eventually return to the Ley Lines by itself,” I added.

“But what is it doing here?” she demanded.

“The Magic always gathers when two Dragons have sex, especially if the female could become pregnant,” I told her to a startled look from her.

“Are you a Dragon?” she demanded in an angry voice, apparently not having heard the last part of what I had said.

“Yes, I’m a Dragon,” I admitted.

“And you didn’t tell me!” she screamed at me, upset.

“It wasn’t necessary at the time,” I told her, but she wasn’t listening and hadn’t been to much of what I had told her. This thought distracted me for a few seconds.

“I thought you were just a Magic user and an Immortal,” she was saying when I was paying attention again.

“Yes, I am both of those, but I am also a Dragon,” I told her, making no excuses.

“You should have said something before this,” she told me in a scolding voice. She was definitely in a snit.

“You weren’t listening,” I told her in a raised voice.

“Not listening to what?” she demanded.

“To what I said previously,” I told her and began again.

“I said, ‘the Magic always gathers when TWO Dragons have sex and the FEMALE could get Pregnant’,” I told her with emphasis on several words. She had been listening this time, and all of the color drained out of her face.

“Female Dragon! ME? Pregnant?” she repeated in a loud, shocked voice.

“How could I be a Dragon?” she demanded following that in a quieter voice.

“It’s simple. Your Father was a Dragon. He chose your Mother because she carries the gene for the Talent and doing Magic. He, obviously, didn’t realize that he was siring a daughter. Female Dragons are very rare. They all died off around four thousand years ago when they lost their fertility. The remaining old Dragons are all at least four thousand years old now,” I told her before adding, “my Father was also a Dragon. I’m not sure if he realized that my Mother was an Immortal, but he surely knew that she at least carried the gene for the Talent and doing Magic.”

“But I cast the Pregnancy Prevention spell,” she protested in a little girl voice. I wasn’t sure that she had heard the last part of what I had said.

“Yes, you did, and that’s what made you so jittery earlier,” I reminded her.

“Am I pregnant now!?” she asked following that in an alarmed voice.

“I don’t know. It will require time to tell. We don’t have anyone here who is able to determine that with the use of Magic,” I told her.

“If I am pregnant, will my child be a Dragon?” she asked.

“Since we are both Dragons, yes, your child will be a Dragon once it learns enough Magic,” I told her.

“So, we just have to wait, like normal people?” she asked tentatively.

“That is the way presently,” I told her. The Magic had been reduced some by this time.

“Shall we shower and then get some sleep?” I asked.

“Yes, I’m feeling better now,” she told me. We got up and waded through the remaining Magic for a shower. By the time we had finished, most of the Magic had returned to the Lines, and we had no trouble returning to the bed. Sara cuddled up against me and promptly fell asleep. I had more to think about, and it was some time before I followed her into sleep.

As soon as we were up and dressed in the morning, Sara had a question before we left for our walk.

“What will I look like as a Dragon?” she asked.

“Ah, the female mind. They can accept many things but are always worried about how they will look,” I thought to myself.

“That is difficult to tell,” I said out loud. “Dragons come in many colors. I, myself, am a Brown Dragon. That Clan seems to have died out, as the Dragons that I have spoken with are always surprised by my color. They have told me that they haven’t seen a Brown Dragon in many centuries,” I told her.

“So, you don’t know what color I will be. What about size,” she asked.

“As I said, Dragons come in many colors. It will depend on what color your Father was. As to size, Dragons can appear in many different sizes. You can be as small as eight feet tall and still remain a Dragon. The most common sizes that we appear in are twelve feet tall, twenty-five feet tall, and full size or forty feet tall. It depends on the situation and the space available which size is best.

“There is also a consideration of age. Young Dragons are unable to appear at the largest sizes. Their Magic can only increase their size a certain amount, and this is based on their age. You, for instance, would be looked at as not much more than a hatchling,” I told her to a sharp look from her.

“But I’m twenty-two years old!” she protested.

“It’s a matter of perspective, my dear,” I told her. “They consider me to be a young Dragon,” I told her to another shocked look.

“But you’re eleven hundred years old!” she said in shock.

“Remember Perspective. The remaining original Dragons are four thousand years old. To them, everything and everyone else is very young,” I pointed out.

“Let’s start our walk. We don’t want to disappoint those from the CIA who are watching us,” I told her. There were no questions while we were walking.

“How do I become a Dragon?” Sara asked in a curious voice as we had breakfast later.

“It requires much study of Magic before you know enough to become a Dragon on your own. There are books that will lead you to becoming a Dragon, and those are the ones that you need to start studying now. In addition, there are other things that you need to learn, and that I can help you with. One of them is to learn to fly. Another is how to change into your Dragon form and then back to your Human form. You don’t want to spend all of your time as a Dragon. There isn’t a lot to do that way, and you are restricted as to where you can go without creating serious problems ... not so much for you but for others,” I told her.

“How long will I need to study?” she asked.

“There are six books to study and you will be a Dragon at the end. There are also other books to study to learn more and different Magic. The six books are of different length and cover a number of different topics. The books that I have are not the originals. They are copies and are rather rare. The originals disappeared many centuries ago,” I told her. “It could take as long as three months to study all six books. With your level of Talent, it may take less time,” I added.

“Where are these books? Are they here at the house?” she asked.

“No, I don’t keep them here. They are in a hidden and more secure place,” I told her.

“When will we be able to go to this place and retrieve them? Is it very far from here?” she asked.

“We will be able to go there in a few days. It won’t take that long to reach there, but we will need to be careful. It’s not a place many other people visit or go to,” I told her.

“Can we bring the books back here and keep them at the house?” she asked.

“We can, but it will require making some special accommodations. No one must ever know that the books are here. There are those who would do anything to possess them,” I assured her.

“You said that I need to learn to fly. Where do I do that and when?” she asked next, changing the subject.

“You have to achieve your Dragon form first, plus there is a problem with where we can fly currently. In the old days, I could go to the cave in the mountains and fly all that I wanted. There were few people in the area then to notice me. Now, however, there are all of those radars at the various airfields around the state and nearby states, and those that the military also has, plus there are many planes flying at different altitudes all of the time.