Pib's Dragon by Beany Sparks Read Free Book Online Page B

hard;
resisting the urge to unleash his claws and take a swipe at the
smirking face proved to be the bigger challenge. Hearing Wil
laughing in his wolf form, Pib made a split-second decision and
leaped at his brother, sending them both tumbling. They play-fought
for a little while until they were both lying there panting with
exhaustion.
    Pib had just closed his eyes, deciding
to take a quick nap before going to get food, when he heard Wil
yip. Snapping his eyes open, he tried to figure out what was going
on but he was too late. In the next second, he was facing Wil while
his side was pressed up against the chest of a dragon.
    What…oh shit!
    Just as Pib realized what was going to
happen, Dray launched himself into the sky, his two passengers
firmly in his grip. Pib had to restrain himself from shifting so he
could yell at the dragon, or from biting him in serval form. The
rational part of his mind knew that if he shifted, Dray’s grip on
him would change and there would be a slight possibility of him
falling to the ground. Biting him could surprise Dray and also make
him release his grip, not just on him but on Wil too.
    Pib quietly seethed while his cat
purred. Mentally he tried to figure out what was behind the
purring, but he decided that it had to be the scenery below as they
flew through the air, and not the dragon holding them.
    Yeah, right .
    In no time at all, they came to the
edge of the village and Dray landed on his back legs before
carefully depositing both of them on the ground. Pib stood and
looked around, seeing if there was anyone nearby when the dragon
licked his back from head to tail.
    Jumping away from Dray, Pib shifted
back in seconds. “What the fuck? Why do you keep licking me, you
crazy dragon?” His serval had no issue with the dragon licking his
coat. If the dragon wanted to keep them clean, then his serval was
happy to lie there and let him help.
    When Wil burst out laughing, Pib turned
to glare at him, but before he could say anything, Wil shocked him.
“Haven’t you figured it out? He’s marking you, giving you a scent
since you’re masking yours.”
    Swinging back to look at Dray, Pib
opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out.
     
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    Dray found it amusing, watching Pib
stand there opening and closing his mouth like a fish. Chuckling
mentally to himself, Dray shifted and walked over to the other man,
using two fingers to gently close his mouth.
    “ I’m just making sure that
the next time you’re in my cave, when I can’t find your scent,
there’ll be a faint scent of me in amongst the nothingness,
revealing you were there.”
    “ How do you know there’ll
be a next time?” Pib asked, a stubborn look on his face while his
eyes twinkled.
    “ Because like you said,
cats like shiny things, and my treasure cave is full of them.” Dray
smirked, then whispered so low that only Pib would hear him. “And
you’ve been coming there for over a month, leaving me messages and
pictures.”
    “ You started it, I’ve just
been responding,” Pib whispered back.
    “ If you two are done
flirting, let’s go and get some food,” Wil said from the
side.
    “ Flirting!” Pib exclaimed.
Dray suspected it was more to do with being surprised rather than
objecting to the fact that they were flirting.
    “ We’re done for now,” Dray
replied, then laughed when Pib turned to glare at him.
    Walking past, Dray inhaled, and while
he still couldn’t pick up Pib’s natural scent, he could pick up his
own. As a wave of possessiveness surged through him, his dragon
rumbled happily. Somewhere along the way, his dragon had decided
that the thief was theirs.
    Wil was shaking his head, but there was
a smile on his face so Dray wasn’t worried. The grumbling he could
hear behind him let him know that Pib was following
them.
    Good, otherwise I might
have had to grab him and carry him…again.
    The three of them entered the tavern
and found a table to occupy, then made their food