Chapter 56: Big Bad Dragon

Onyx:

“Onyx.” Grunting lowly under the pillow, refusing to open my heavy eye lids.

“ONXY!” Shehad shouted darkly, snapping my sleepy hazed ass from my slumber.

Exhaling darkly, flopping back against the warm, pillow topped mattress realizing the guys were nowhere around.

“It’s too early for this shit.” I groaned lowly, rubbing my hands over my face as my feet slowly carried my hazed body into the bathroom.

“Too Bad! We have training to do.” Shehad grumbled lowly, splashing cold water to snap my sleep induced senses awake as the guys walked in with the girls giggling loudly.

Peaking past the doorframe as they bounced around the room, while I changed into my training cloths. Capri black leggings and a red tank with the classic barefoot the women of Demon Wolf were known for. Catching the perked brows as I walked out, kissing my “gems” with a delightful aroma of sweetness calming my stirring nerves.

“What about us?” Davyn pouted playfully, greeting me with a soft, lingering kiss as Birgir and Mikkel made sure to add their spiciness to the already throbbing, growing darkly in my core.

“You “three” are capitalizing on the kisses.” I laughed lightly, watching their eyes darkened into green pools of burning desire as they followed every inch of my body.

“Do you blame us?” Birgir laughed darkly as Heilani scrunched her face in annoyance that he stopped bouncing her.

Laughing softly, grabbing a few bottles of water and a towel before slipping out the door with low hisses of disapproval. Shaking my head silently, listening to Shehad chuckle as the humid breeze swirled around my exposed skin in a seductive embrace.

Smirking darkly as Byron appeared over the embankment, stretching and shaking out his limbs as his dark, sinister smirk etched higher into his cheeks.

“Morning. You ready for a “Ass Kicking”?” He laughed darkly, tossing my towel and water onto the grassy patch under a willow tree, blowing peacefully against the early morning humidity.

Turning around with a dark laugh as my body fluttered awake with a dark trembling excitement.

“Don’t mind us.” JR laughed deeply as everyone appeared over the embankment like it was some kind of sporting event with coolers and blankets, laughing lightly as they drank in the sight of Byron Stormcloud, Shadow Walker King and Onyx Dragonfang, Royal Guardian Dragon.

“They need to stay back at least thirty feet.” Shehad huffed lowly from the shadows.

“Why? We’re just sparing.” I asked with a weird fluttering of nerves.

“Dragons don’t spar, we fight with force.” Shehad replied with a strange purring click.

Looking around, seeing the guys holding the girls with their cute little sunglasses and matching zebra printed skirt suits. Realizing they all matched with black sweats, black V-neck shirts that clung dangerously to their twitching muscles, while smirking smugly knowing I was checking them out.

“Focus.” Shehad warned lowly, snapping my eyes back to Byron as he talked with Kolt, who was refereeing this match-up.

“Good Luck Baby.” Birgir spoke deeply in link, knocking my knees as my body trembled in delight.

“Not helping.” Shehad laughed darkly, rolling my eyes as my body burned in desire with a twist of anger.

“Kick ass Angel.” Mikkel laughed playfully with a deep grunt, snapping my chest tightly as my breathing hitched in excitement.

“Just wait “Gorgeous”.” Davyn rolled the word in a dark husky tone, soaking my panties instantly.

“Make sure everyone stays back thirty feet.” I replied with a serious hitch, hearing their teasing laughs as they motioned for everyone to step back behind a row of benches.

Shehad released a low guttural grunt, shaking out her majestic girth with a quick flick of her tail as Byron nodded to Kolt.

“Fighters ready.” Kolt spoke loudly, stepping back as he held up his hands to us taking our positions in the circular dirt ring.

“FIGHT!” Kolt boomed as Byron stepped slowly in his pace, calculating my approach.

Shehad laughed lowly, watching Byron stalk slowly before shifting his right foot engaging our fight.

“No patients.” Shehad laughed darkly, engaging his frontal attack, sliding underneath his swing, slamming my elbow into his ribcage as the momentum swung me around.

Back kicking his knee, grabbing his shoulder to flip over his head but failed as his goliath fist, slammed into my calf. Dropping quickly, catching a knee to the face as loud cracking vibrated darkly along my skull, feeling the guys growing angry in our link.

“Calm.” I spoke calmly in our link as warm, stick blood flowed freely from my crooked nose, shifting my weight as Byron slammed his fist into my chest.

Gasping for air as my legs quickly snaked around his leg, thrust punching his thigh, watching as his stance buckled slightly from the involuntary reflex of the muscle contracting. Thrust kicking away, rolling backwards as Storm released a pissed growling grunt as he rushed quickly at my exposed crouch.

“Temper. Temper.” Shehad laughed darkly, slamming my fists into his chest as he flung me over his shoulder, landing a flying spin kick to my ribcage as my body buckled in half.

Landing heavily into the dirt with a loud exhale of breath, dust clouding around us as our punches and kicks gained momentum.

Slicing upwards along his thigh as his left fist connected to my chin, sending me into a spinning twist from the impact. Stopping mid-spin with a running superman that cracked like thunder as my fist connected to his chin, thrusting my knees into his sternum.

I felt like I was floating, twisting and ducking as our bodies danced in a fight of force, catching quick glances of everyone watching in amazement.

Byron stood forcefully against my powerful punches, blocking the more serious ones while letting the others contact against his ripped body. Shoving back as his claws sliced through the air, missing my chest by inches as a large, red ball of energy appeared.

A dark vibration roared through my body as the ball of energy released, bracing for impact as Shehad took over. The vibration amplified as her vocal cords shuttered rapidly, watching as the sound waves disrupted the energy ball into a cloud of red waves.

Gasps and dark chuckles sounded around us as Byron cocked his head in amusement, launching full-force with his claws and fangs, barely missing by inches as Shehad floated through the air dodging his attacks. Stopping his right fist with a loud crunching smack, slamming her right knee into his hip, quickly followed by a kick to the side of his head.

“Dragons never fought fairly.” Storm growled lowly as Shehad found it amusing.

“You’re just a puppy against the “Big Bad Dragon”.” Shehad huffed a dark snarl of smoke, watching Byron’s crimson eyes glow brightly, slamming his head into my nose.

“FUCKER!” I shouted, cupping my nose, quickly setting it, spitting out the metallic wad of bloody mucus, while Byron roared in laughter.

My blood boiled, feeling like acid dipped needles coursing violently through my veins as my body shock violently with each rushing wave of heat. Smoldering my cloths from my body as Byron watched in entertainment as my clothes were replaced by golden scales, covering my exposed nakedness as they faded into my neck with a heavy snarl of smoke.

“Instant chub.” Mikkel laughed darkly in our link as Birgir and Davyn slapped him across his head.

“Don’t distract her.” They scolded him as their eyes snapped back to my trembling body.

Motioning to Byron to come at me as Storm pushed forward, cracking his bones and turning into his magnificent Shadow Walker with a stomping howl as his claws stretched out in a deathly display to strike fear. Smirking smugly, rushing at him then appearing behind, slicing along his back thigh as he spun around in amusement.

Dodging his deathly swing, spinning around on my heel as his teeth sliced through the air, snipping violently at nothing as I shifted me head, slapping his snout out of my face.

“She just “Bitched Slapped” his ass.” Birgir laughed darkly as they watched intently, pointing to me with bright smiles as the girls giggled in excitement.

Snapping back to my fight, thrusting my elbow upwards into the fleshy cove under his snout. Watching as his head snapped backwards with a low whimper, “sorry storm” I whispered silently, allowing me a moment to appear twenty feet away from him.

“He’ll be fine.” Shehad grunted lowly, knowing Byron and Storm would never turn on me because of something like this.

Tsking at him playfully, jumping over his body as he rushed at me trying to throw me off. Smacking his ass cheek, receiving a low snarl as his head turned slowly over his shoulder, baring his fangs dripping nastily with thick, oozing foam. Loud Oh’s and “Damn’s” hissed through the crowd, catching Lea laughing behind her hand with a wink towards me.

“You left it open.” I shrugged playfully with a pouty lip as his eyes flashed that beautiful, blackened crimson.

What would sound like a snorting pug with a microphone shoved up its nose, crackling and scratching against the enhanced sound was Storm laughing, or his attempt.

“You are truly “Family”.” Shehad laughed darkly as her eyes glowed that brilliant hue of gold with a bright sheen of translucent black ghosting seductively of those serpent slitted orbs.