Dream Of Winter | C. Stark & H. Targaryen

Frozen Flames

The world below transformed into a mesmerizing tapestry of moonlit landscapes and twinkling lights.

As Helaena guided Dreamfyre through the night sky, she turned back to her awestruck husband to be.

"I told you how amazing it'd be. Now you believe me?"

"I never doubted you for a second my love. But I have to say that the harmony between you and Dreamfyre, this connection. It's nothing short of marvelous."

Her heart soared higher than the dragon's wings. Sharing this with him is all she ever wanted. "It's been forged through years of trust and companionship. And of course magical blood comes in handy."

Cregan never had a time to even laugh before she subtly shifted her body, Dreamfyre responded, effortlessly gliding through the air with a grace that defied mortal understanding.

Helaena felt a profound sense of responsibility, knowing that she was not only a rider but also a guardian of the dragon's legacy.

And if her ghost is right the fate of the whole world.

It was a startling reminder of dark days ahead. But here with her what she knew in her heart was her soulmate. The burden felt the easiest of all.

Cregan, for his part, was clearly overwhelmed by the sheer magnificence of the world as seen from a dragon's perspective. The sprawling forests, majestic mountains, and winding rivers became a breathtaking panorama that stretched as far as the eye could see.

He was right to say their emotions will transcend the boundaries of human comprehension. She hears the trickle of his most subconscious self. And he hers.

They were part of something greater than just themselves. A legacy that would shape the course of life itself.

The dragon ride had a profound impact on Helaena and Cregan's relationship. Their souls intertwined amidst the beauty and wonder of the starry sky.

In that moment, they realized that their love and their bond were as timeless and unyielding as the dragons themselves.

As Dreamfyre descended from the heavens, Helaena and Cregan returned to solid ground, but they carried with them the lingering magic of their dragon ride.

They dismounted with a mixture of awe and gratitude, their eyes locked in a shared understanding of the profound experience they had just shared.

The memories forged during their flight would forever bind them, solidifying their commitment to each other and the adventures that awaited them in the future.

With the the celestial bodies as their witness, Helaena and Cregan embraced, their hearts still soaring with the remnants of their flight.

Breathless and flushed with excitement, Helaena's amethyst eyes darkened and a smile tugged at the corners of her lips. It was a smile that spoke volumes, a silent acknowledgment of hidden intent.

She kissed him softly at first. Reacquainting herself with the taste of his lips. It was a new type of madness when their bodies collided like kindred spirits who were separated for eons.

They fought to set the pace of their dance. It was a battle to be written in the sagas. The victor would dictate the future flow of all there is and ever could be.

Cregan cupped her soft globs and actually made a growel noise that sent shivers up her spine. It was the key to opening a flood that should've stayed shut.

She cared little for such things at the moment.

Cregan started tracing kisses up and down her neck. She resisted the urge between telling him to be quicker or pulling his face and devouring him herself.

If she feels this good while they haven't actually done anything, then what will happen once they're truly joined.

She means to find out.

Exploring is in her blood, being a dragon-rider and all that.

Cregan caught her hands moving to his breeches and gave her a look of cautious inquiry. She knew he desired her. If his body didn't make that clear than his subconscious thoughts and feelings abundantly verified it.

They were meant to be together. And it's long time they proved it.

"Cregan," she whispered, her voice filled with a mixture of vulnerability and affection. "I have never felt more alive than I do in this moment, flying through the night sky with you by my side. You are my strength, my partner in adventure, and my heart's own refuge. I love you."

It was the single most important truth of her existence. The wolf warging and the dragon ride had not only strengthened their bond but had also awakened a sense of purpose and destiny within them.

They were no longer mere individuals but partners in a grand adventure, ready to face the trials and triumphs that awaited them.

Cregan's eyes shimmered with emotion as he listened to Helaena's words. His hand found hers, gripping it tightly, as if he never wanted to let go. A smile played on his lips, mirroring the love that glowed in his eyes.

"Helaena," he murmured, his voice filled with tenderness and devotion. "You are a beacon in my life, guiding me through the darkest of nights. The depth of our connection, the power of our love. I cannot imagine a future without you by my side. I love you with all that I am."

No need for flattery and empty promises. Their love was drawn in the stars. Fortod by th Gods. And sought after by all mortals.

"Now make love to me." She couldn't believe the words that she was spouting. She heard them but it's as if the looms chose them. Wielded her as in instrument for their own design.

Being a tool has never been so pleasurable.

"As my lady commands."

That should be his new catchphrase.

Heleana's thankful to all the Gods she's wearing her dragon riding gear and not a dress. Those things are impossible to get out of without a swarm of attendants.

Her current attire however.

Cregan made quick of work of it. She thinks he would've just tore through any gown like the offending article it was. She visuals a hungry wolf shredding the fine fabric with his bare teeth and feels her arousal spike.

Not content with being a uncooperative spectator she fumbles with the laces to his breeches and he laughs at her unfortune.

She's being helpful. Northern fool.

Owing to his abnormal body strength, Cregan quickly maneuvers her into the air and puts his coat underneath before gently laying her on the ground.

Her wolf rids himself of his own tunic and breeches than lowers himself and joins their hands together.

"Are you sure?"

Instead of verbal confirmation she seals her lips to his. She slips her tongue into his forcing him into submission.

Helaena and Cregan gazed into each other's eyes, desire and affection a brewing storm that beckoned them forth.

With a well timed thrust, she and he became one. They were wrapped in each other's arms, a union of spiritual and carnal bliss.

They expressed their connection without any need for words. Merely twisting limbs and loud moans as they became a mess of sweat and bodily fluids.

She thought there would be pain. Her mother warned her of such. But none came. Only a slight discomfort at the initial intrusion.

Her body welcomed his then. They fit like a glove. Every time he receded she cried out for his swift return. And so he did.

When she felt that small tingle letting her know she was close, she sealed her walls tightly over Cregan's cock.

She was so close and he had to be as well. She heard him cursing before she felt stars explode behind her eyes. Her climax triggered his own and she felt him spilling with her womb.

Exhausted and spent they layed together in the afterglow. She looked at her wolf's dumb smiling mug.

Their love was not only forged in the fiery depths of their hearts but also had been etched into the very fabric of their souls.