(SIGHS) About time! Well, since it took me three weeks, I have three full chapters combined into one 25 page extravaganza! Please keep in mind that this is meant to be the most graphic chapter of this story, but I really tried to make it more romantic than vulgar, but to make it even with the rating I had to bend a few things. This goes out to TheWeepingBlade, who has been waiting patiently for awhile for this one. I hope it works out, since I spent all this time perfecting their characters for the scenes ahead. I really hope I hit the spot…PLEASE POINT OUT ANY ISSUES SEEN! I tried to proofread, but I may have missed some things. Thanks,

G.I

Chapter 28: A Night to Remember

They arrived at their hotel room just before the sun began setting. Saphira nervously ruffled her wings against her side as she watched Eragon toss his clothes off.

Rather hasty, aren't you, sweetheart? Saphira asked him as he struggled to take his pants off from around his ankles.

"N…no," he struggled in between frustrated gasps. "I just don't want to rip these."

Huh?She cocked her head. You want to…?

"Uh huh," he replied with a smirk. "I want to be a dragon for this."

Oh Eragon, she said, turning away to hide an already hidden blush. You just made my scales tingle.

"I intend to have more tingle than that." He succeeded in undressing and stepped over to Saphira, placing his marked palm underneath her chin to bring her face to face with him. "I love you."

I love you too, my darling little one. Her eyes were bright with passion and desire, an expression that drove Eragon to them. He leaned inward with his hand pulling Saphira's closer. She shut her eyes and leaned in, pressing her scaled lips against Eragon's flesh ones. It was an awkward feeling for both of them, but just being able to do that was pleasure enough. Who cared what form they kissed in, anyways?

That was…unexpected, she said softly after Eragon broke away. You've never…kissed me in dragon form before, but it really didn't seem as differently as I would have thought. Eragon smiled and scratched underneath her chin.

"I'm full of surprises, darling," he shot back with a grin. "You haven't figured that out yet?"

Don't want to. It wouldn't keep me guessing if I already knew. She sighed and sunk to her paws. So, how should we do this? Eragon walked over to her side and flopped against her, lifting her wing up so he could be against her scales comfortably.

"Well, just rushing home to have sex seems a little weird, don't you think?"

I guess so. She craned her neck underneath her wing to look at him. Where are you getting at?

"Let's go on a human court, love."

A what?

"A human courting ritual." He let out a frustrated sigh. "A date."

You've lost me.

"Well, dragons have the courting dive, right?"

Uh huh.

"Humans date their lovers." Eragon saw wonder and curiosity in Saphira's eyes. She was listening intently, hoping that he would explain everything to her. "Men take that time to try and please the woman more before mating…?"

Like foreplay? Eragon choked another gasp.

"How'd you know that?"

Well, I kind of…um…watched a few of those…err…movies when you were asleep, but it was for learning purposes only. I swear it.

"Don't worry. No, it's not foreplay. Instead it is just some time to spend alone with each other. You know, like long walks, dinner, things like that."

Romantic stuff?

"Exactly." He stood up and pushed Saphira's wing out of the way. "We have two full days to date and mate together. Why just do one when we can do both…each day?"

But you heard the president, Saphira reminded. Our flight leaves tomorrow at seven. Doesn't that mean that we only have one night?

Well, let's make it a night to remember, then? Eragon told her mentally. She shuttered in suspense as Eragon shifted into dragon form. Let's go and hit the town, just the two of us. I figure we can grab some food by the Jefferson Memorial and fly into Arlington National Cemetery to watch the sunset.

What then? She asked with her eyes widened. Eragon growled lovingly and bobbed his large head.

I am sure you can guess. Before she could ask another question, Eragon leapt out of the hotel window and spread his wings to float to the ground below. He let out a pleasing sigh when he realized that he frightened fewer people ever since the last incident. Saphira followed closely and touched down on the sidewalk right next to him.

So, sweetie, Saphira asked him, cocking her head in her usual cute manner. What usually happens on these 'dates?' Eragon chuckled and lifted his wing up to drape it over her; his black color seemed to blend perfectly against her sapphire hues.

Well, we just talk. He guided her with his wing and showed her his teeth. She lowered her head to watch her claws scrape up against the sidewalk. Anything you want to bring up? It's about ten minutes from here to the Memorial.

Yes, actually. She brought her head up and turned to face him. Eragon, neither of us have any clue when mating is appropriate…?

Come on, Eragon said with a smirk. We're American now. Can't you find something more…modern to say?

We both have no clue on what to do, Eragon. She let out a growl and looked down at her claws. What happens if I make a mistake?

You screw up? Ha! She popped her head up and glared at him.

What's that supposed to mean? She asked, curiosity deep in her eyes.

I'm saying it's pretty rare for you to make any mistake, Saphira.

Are you trying to flatter me? She shot back smugly. She lowered her head to suppress a chuckle. It's working. He laughed softly and pulled the muscles in his wing to bring her closer to his body. She shivered against him as the cool Eastern breeze picked up. Saphira turned her head to touch snouts with him. Wasn't it you who said that you couldn't wait?

Yeah,he admitted, but I like to keep you waiting. She growled and pushed her foreleg out in a failed attempt to trip him. Not going to work, he pointed out. If I go down, you're going with me.

I kind of like that idea, she replied smartly. I guess it depends on how we land, huh? They crossed the large street that was in front of them and and walked towards a large circular building that overlooked the massive river. Stairs were all around the building as if it were the center of a giant maze, but there were no walls or borders to separate the stairs from the structure. Oh, is this it?

Yeah,he replied, but there's a bit more to it. You see, when the sunsets, you can actually see it going over the river here…at least that's what Jackie told me…?

You were with her? She suddenly snapped. When? For how long? Why? Eragon silenced her by brushing his snout against her own.

Easy, darling. I just took some time to learn a little history of this place.

Yeah, that does sound like something you would do. She let out a pleasing growl and shifted her wings underneath Eragon's.Always trying to learn something. Eragon showed his teeth at her subtle comment and bobbed his head.

I took some time to find out about these people before she left.

Really?

Yes, dear. He looked up as they began to ascend a concrete set of stairs and stopped just before entering the large structure. Two massive stone pillars stood tall on each side of the entrance along with numerous others that seemed to follow in a never-ending line of concrete. Did you know that Thomas Jefferson was the third president in this country?

What makes that so interesting? Saphira asked. Eragon chuckled and led her inside. She gasped as her sapphire eyes caught the fading light of a perfectly sculpted bronze statue of the late figure, standing erect in the middle of the room; there was an inscription behind him. Wow.

I didn't think that he was that great either, but the people must have really loved him to do something like this. Saphira craned her neck and gently bit the tip of Eragon's wing, carefully lifting it off of her curious form. She sniffed and took a few cautious steps towards the inscription behind the statue.

What does this say? She asked herself out loud. She read it and then turned to Eragon. That makes no sense.

'I have sworn on the alter of God eternal hostility on any form of tyranny against over the mind of man,' he read out loud. Well, Jefferson was an inventor. Perhaps he means something like 'a mind is a terrible thing to waste.'

Sounds like something my mother would have told me, she shot back. He placed his wing over her again and led her outside towards the river.

Well, I didn't take you there for a history lesson.

I figured that. Besides, there are more interesting things here, anyways. Have you heard of the Holocaust Museum? I heard some people in the hotel mentioning it. The sun began to set across the river, sending a beautiful reflection of it in the water. Saphira let out a soft sigh and sunk to her paws to watch. Eragon did the same.

Saphira?

Hmm? She turned her gaze from the sunset to her lover.

I'm very nervous, he admitted. A part of me just wants to pounce right here, but I just feel as if I won't be good enough for you. She growled and stood to her feet.

Ah, the same exact thought has crept into my head several times, too. She looked up once more at the sunset and turned away. Come on love. I'm hungry and I saw a food stand just by the entrance.

I did too, but I have no cash on me. It's in my wallet…in my pants…in the hotel. He chuckled to himself after realizing how ridiculous he sounded.

Don't worry, dear. We'll get something. He draped his wing over her once more and headed up the stairs to walk through the memorial once again. So, you like it rough, huh? Eragon coughed and struggled hard not to shout sparks from his nose.

What?

Don't you remember?

No.

Think. You told me a while ago that you liked it rough. Well?

Wow, you're memory is too much for me. She smirked and nodded her head. Well, I suppose so, but think about this: How could I like it rough if I've never had it in the first place? She gasped and blinked her eyes.

You're right. She hummed softly and pressed her head against his chest. Well then, perhaps you could tell me how you would like it then…since neither of us have had the chance. He looked down at her and gently grazed the horn above her left ear with one of his overhanging fangs.

I want it to be romantic, Saphira. You know, something that will always be remembered. Slow, gentle and loving from start to finish.

Ooh,she shuttered. Um, Eragon?

Yeah?

You just…erm…got me…uh…? He laughed and tightened his grip on her with his wing.

Just say it, darling. No need to hide anything.

You just turned me on, Eragon. He laughed inside of her head and let out a raspy growl.

Wow, I didn't know you knew that. She shrugged her giant shoulders and looked up at him with her starry eyes.

You're not the only one that's been learning, my love.

So I see. They headed down the stairs as they continued to talk. So, what would you like?They made the mistake of looking at each other as they climbed down the steps and got their feet tangled together. Down they went in a ball of tails, wings, and claws, rolling helplessly down the flight of stairs and coming to rest on the green grass with Saphira on her back and Eragon right on top of her. Their tails were entwined and his monstrous wings were drooped over her body as if she was inside of a tent, shielding her from view from anybody except him. She felt his penis brush against her and shuttered. It was obvious that he was excited just as much as Saphira, but they both had dignity. Neither one wanted to make love in the middle of the grass where thousands of people could watch; they weren't animals. She craned her neck up to scratch his face with the small spikes on her cheek. I want this. He turned his head away briefly, embarrassed, but Saphira craned her neck up to bring him back to her.What was that about?

I'm sorry. He folded his wings back against his sides and stood up. I wasn't watching my steps.

Neither was I, she admitted with a soft chuckle. Face it, Eragon. You were embarrassed about how we ended up. He hung his head as she climbed to her feet. Eragon, we are mates, and there should be no reason to be embarrassed over anything anymore.

True.She gently brushed against him, letting out a soft hum as she touched her lover.

For what it's worth, I liked it. He cocked his head. I…felt you…close to…me. I never felt so natural, though. Eragon showed his teeth and placed his wing over her body once again.

Well you still have to answer my question, since I did my part. She smirked and kneaded the ground with her claws.

Eragon, I just want to feel what it's like. I don't care if you try to break me in half as long as you're inside me and I am wrapped around you. Just promise me one thing.

Anything.

Never leave me, for any reason or any purpose. If we do this tonight it is the first out of many for the rest of our lives. He growled and placed his forearm on top of Saphira's.

I will never leave you. She shuttered as she realized that he promised her in the old tongue; the language that was almost impossible to lie in. I don't care if my only choice is to die. I'll take the option with you beside me. He looked over to her and blinked softly after coming in contact with Saphira's sapphire eyes. I'm not hungry anymore. Are you?

Did this topic force you to lose your appetite?

No, I just had something else replace that desire, if you catch my drift.Saphira caught Eragon's mischievous wink.

In that case, neither am I. Can we go home? She chuckled and laid her chin against his large chest. You're mate needs more…ahem…attention.

They hurried home with blinding speed, panting heavily as they entered through the window of the hotel. Eragon shook his wings as he landed, causing his strong scent to flutter into Saphira's nostrils. She cocked her head and took in a deep sniff, exhaling in a sigh of pleasure.

Uh oh,Eragon muttered jokingly. I…forgot about that. She looked at him with wide eyes and extended her claws, cutting the carpet beneath her. Her teeth were showing in a lustful sneer as Eragon took a small step backward. He knew he was in for it.

You're going to regret that one, my love, she shot out huskily, her tail flicking through the carpet as smoothly as a serpent slithering across the grass.

Will I?Suddenly, Saphira shot out her forearms and leapt at Eragon with her claws outstretched. Eragon only had time to yelp as his face met Saphira's scaled chest, pushing him backward into a ball of scales and wings. She stood over him as he shook his head, still lying on the ground.

Oh we are going to have fun, Eragon. He looked up at her and smirked.

I bet we will. He climbed to his feet. Let it loose, Saphira.

Huh?

You're instinct, he explained. Show me what you got! She let out a joyous roar and pounced on him once again, but Eragon quickly countered her attack and tossed her over him, sending her rolling into the nightstand next to the bed. She growled and quickly stood up to rush at him once more with her jaw agape and ready to snap on him. A brisk sidestep was all it took to avoid her.

Jeez, Saphira, you can't fight when your instincts come out, huh? She turned to glare at him with one large sapphire eye.

Are you tempting me? She asked angelically, despite her fearful playing stance. Eragon knew that he had just poked the bear and tried to back away, but she lunged forward and tackled him, holding his arms down with hers and pinning his wings down with her own two. She lowered her neck and licked the side of Eragon's cheek. Hmm, I could get used to this. To Eragon's surprise, Saphira began moving, almost as if she were thrusting on him. She thrust herself forward against his body two more times and then lay against him. Eragon thanked God that he was not quite in the mood, or else Saphira might have really done some damage after that stunt. Still, he was getting excited over seeing his own mate so desperate for love, and thinking of her took him to the breaking point. He couldn't resist; the flap came down and his erection poked right into Saphira's scaled inner thigh. Oh yes, she muttered, as she rose to her feet to look down at his newly exposed body part. I can really get used to it. She suddenly took a step back and shook her head. Not yet, though. Eragon struggled to get up and used his right wing to cover himself while he climbed to his feet.

Not yet? He asked. But…?Suddenly, he was tackled once more, engulfed in the blue scales and wings of the one he loved as they rolled across the floor and right into the bedpost. It was obviously built well; it never splintered after impact. She held him down once more and began biting on his face, just like two wolves playing after a fresh kill. She was surprisingly gentle, but Eragon couldn't let her hold him down like that. He was supposed to be the dominant one, the Alpha dragon, so to speak. He let out a loud roar and pushed up with all of his weight, sending Saphira into the air and flipping backwards, only to land on her stomach just behind him. Before she could get up, Eragon pounced on her back and spread her wings out so he could lie down between them. She struggled, but Eragon stood firm and held her down.

What are you doing, little one? She asked, turning her head back to look at him. Are you getting ready to mount me? I always wanted to see what it was like.

Oh you'll get your chance soon, Eragon commented with a chuckle, still holding her down with his weight against her. Right now, I just want some revenge. He placed his forearms on both sides of her stomach and bowled her over to where she was lying on her back with Eragon on top. He lowered his head down and gave her a sloppy lick against her cheek. Say it.

I love you? Eragon chuckled and began scratching underneath her armpit with one of her claws.

Close, but that isn't it.

I give up. He laughed and licked the side of his cheek again, standing over her once more and loosening his grasp. I didn't mean 'I give up,' Eragon, I meant that I didn't know what the word was.

Too late, he chuckled. You called it quits!

Did not! Suddenly, she tossed herself up and pushed Eragon back, smashing him head-first into the corner of a dresser, completely shattering it. Eragon let out a bellow of agony and fell backwards, a slight trickle of blood sprouting up just underneath his eye. Oh my God. Eragon! She rushed to his side and flopped down next to him. There was a slight gash just above his right cheek where his head caught the dresser's corner. Are you alright?

Yeah,he replied groggily. I just…caught it wrong.

Um, were you planning to catch it with your teeth? Saphira asked, turning her head to look at the destroyed piece of furniture.I'm sorry, Eragon. It was my fault. She craned her neck and began gently licking the blood from the wound. She was soft and tender to it, like a mother dressing up a child's cut. Is that better?

Much,he replied with a smile. You are a natural.

What does that mean? Eragon struggled to his feet and looked her square in the eyes.

You would be a perfect mother. He took a glance at the damage he had made and let out a soft laugh. I suppose the nightstand was built stronger than the dresser. Saphira giggled and bobbed her head.

I didn't leave my mark on the nightstand like you did, sweetheart,she replied quickly. Look, I'm sorry for getting carried away. I suppose I was having too much fun.

Then why stop? She cocked her head. What do you say we go for another round? Saphira's eyes widened lustfully.

And after?

I'm sure you can guess. Saphira pounced on him, rolling him backwards with her on top of him.

Tell me, she whispered into his ear as she held him down with her forearms. I want to hear it.Eragon tossed his weight forward to push her off and shook his body, as if getting cold water away from his skin.

After this, I promise you, I will take your innocence away. She shuttered and padded over beside him.

Exactly what I wanted to hear from you, my love. She placed her neck around Eragon's and let out a gentle hum as they both sat down next to each other to catch their breath. Eragon?

Yes?

I didn't let all my instinct out. If I would have, we would have mated already.

Why didn't you? She sighed and closed her eyes.

I didn't want to rush it, love, but if you want me to let it all lose. Say when.

When.She showed her teeth and moved closer to Eragon once more. She let out a soft growl and pushed him to the ground; she stood up over him still holding her lustful grin. He took his time admiring her beauty as she stared him down, taking in every inch of his body with her wanting eyes. The sapphire scales on her form glimmered in the moonlight, and her eyes only intensified her overall features. Her polished white horns shown brighter than any star visible in the night sky, and her claws were just as luminescent. She was ready and waiting, growling pleasingly as she watched Eragon underneath her. Eragon lowered his eyes and sighed.

I don't deserve you, Eragon suddenly muttered, turning away from her. She let out a soft whimper and shook her head.Look at you, Saphira. How did I end up with the most beautiful creature known to man? He heard her claws clatter against the floor and realized that she was shivering above him. I love you, Saphira and not a day goes by that I don't thank God for making you my dragon, and my mate.

I thought you said you don't deserve me.

I don't, but God obviously sees otherwise. Personally, I think that you don't deserve a guy like me. What do I even have to offer you?He brought his head back to hers and sighed.What is it you see in me, Saphira?

She craned her neck in an S shape and looked into his eyes, cocking her head as if searching for the right thing to say. Suddenly, she leaned in and placed her lips against Eragon's. It was not as filling as if they were in human form, but the feeling was still there. She opened her eyes and pulled away from him.

You talk too much. She took a step backward and turned her back to him, hiking up her tail as she padded over towards the bed. Perhaps that may be why. Eragon jerked up on all fours and followed, cautiously clicking his claws on the floor as he approached her. This was it and Eragon knew it. She leapt up onto the bed gracefully and spun around in a tight circle, as if preparing for Eragon to climb in with her. Saphira's eyes were wide in excitement and Eragon could smell her strong feminine scent. Eragon shivered as he placed one paw onto the bed.

Not so fast, darling. She stood proudly on the mattress and looked down at him with her usual wide smirk. Before we do anything, I want you to do something for me.

Anything.She sighed and began to look around the hotel. There were unlit candles on the desks and a few more that were resting on top of the television.

Light them for me. Eragon cocked his head. It would make my dream come true…sort of.

Dream?He took his paw off and padded over to the first set of candles.

I have been having a continuing dream about us, Eragon, and it was pretty vivid.

Oh really? Eragon asked, leaning over the candles' wicks and gently tossing out a small stream of fire towards them. They lit up in an instant and Eragon proceeded to move to the next one. Maybe if you retell it, I could make it a reality. He turned to face her and let out a pleasing growl after he saw her lying down on her side with her wings drooped behind her back.

You've made one dream come true; now try to shoot for two this time. She looked better than a fallen angel, and even more desirable. Saphira lifted her head up and watched him continue the task she ordered. You can see how wild I get with candles around. He shivered as he lit a few more candles. Saphira's instincts were wide open now, and he was the target.

Well, perhaps it would lighten the mood even more for us, Eragon said in an attempt to break the tension. She sighed and lowered her head down against her paws while Eragon lit the last remaining candles.

You were the one on the bed though, not me.

Oh? He turned and padded over to the bed. Then what?

Well, I was standing at the foot of the bed in human form and you were lying naked in front of me. Candles were everywhere, like they are now. I crawled on top of you and we kissed for quite some time. Eragon let out a soft growl and placed his paw on the bed once again.

Wow, that is pretty vivid. He slowly climbed up, but as he did, Saphira flipped over to where she was lying on her back.

What are you up to? Realizing that this was the opposite of her dream, Eragon crawled closer to her until her body was underneath his. Her forearms were pressed against his rock hard chest and her hind legs were pulled up to wrap around Eragon's. He craned his neck down to press his muzzle against hers, just as if they were kissing in human form. He felt her body vibrate from her loud pleasurable hums as they lay pressed against each other. He then broke away and looked down at her, their eyes connecting like the two poles of magnets. Then what happened?

Well,she said huskily. He felt his manhood extend against Saphira's body and tried to suppress a grin. She looked down through the gap between them to see that Eragon's erection was just inches from her own point of entry. She sighed and looked back up into his eyes. The rest can be created by your imagination, darling. Every inch of Saphira wanted to jolt up to slide him into her, but she held back.It seems your mind has already began to wander a little bit. She tilted her head back and let out a sigh. Take me, Eragon. This was not a lustful encounter; it was meant to be love and no instinct was going to take it away. Eragon looked down at her and picked his forearm off of the bed to brush the side of her face with his polished white claws.

I love you, Saphira, he told her. Are you ready?

Yes…my love. Eragon slowly pressed his weight down, sliding his erection ever so gently inside of her. She winced as pain shot up through her torso and hind legs, but refused to say a word. It was pain mixed with tremendous pleasure. Saphira had wanted to feel this for years, and now she knew why she stayed pure for such a long time. Eragon was her lover, and she was his. He held her head with his forearm as he continued to slowly lower himself down, as if one false move would kill them both. Saphira was right, Eragon had quite a length on him. She felt her innocence tear away as Eragon began adding more into her. She let out a subtle whimper and suddenly thrust herself upward, jamming the rest into her, to Eragon's surprise.

Is everything okay? He asked her, slightly out of breath from his part of the work. What am I doing wrong? Saphira pulled her foreleg up to brush her first, longest claw against his neck.

Absolutely nothing, she replied with a little pain in her voice. I just got impatient. He fell on top of her and rested his head against her cheek. It hurts though. I never expected this…?

I'll stop.

NO! She growled and pushed up, driving him into her and causing a gasp to escape his mouth. Eragon, we can't be a mated pair until we connect like this, right? He bobbed his head. Ignore my petty whimpers and ride me like you promised. I'm stronger then you think, my love, and I want you to have no remorse for me over this.

But you're hurt, he replied. I can't go on, knowing that you aren't feeling the same way that I am. He pushed himself up slightly and then fell once more into her, his wings drooping down over her just like they did at the memorial, but he folded them up against his side instead of leaving them there over her.

It will go away over time, she muttered, looking up into his eyes. She shivered in pain as Eragon shifted his weight.Please, Eragon? I know I hurt now, but feeling you on top of me like this takes it all away. Don't stop because of me. She craned her neck up and scratched Eragon's cheek with her own. My job as your female is to please you and, if you stop right now, then it means that I have failed. Eragon sighed and turned his head away from her drawing eyes.

I love you too much to do it, he replied. If you are hurt, then I have to stop. Sure you think you're on this Earth to please me, but I believe it's the other way around.Suddenly, Saphira thrust upward again and pressed her nose against Eragon's.

Take this one moment to forget about me, she told him, out of breath. I promise this pain will go away. It has already dulled down and it has begun to feel much better. Please make love to me, Eragon before my instincts force me to take over.

I want them to, but not yet.

Then please, Eragon. Ride your dragon just like you told me you would. He nodded his head and continued, gently pushing in and out just as she wished for. He loved Saphira and was relieved when her painful sighs began to sound more pleasing. Oh, Eragon, I love you so much.

I love you more, he replied. He placed his forearms on the bed and clinched the sheets with his claws as he sped up above her. Each thrust seemed to go deeper, forcing gasps to exit from Saphira's mouth. She growled softly and scratched Eragon's hindquarters with her back legs, completely lost in the pleasure. The two lovers were lost in each other, both completely entranced in the love they felt between their bond. Sure, mating felt great to both of them, but it was almost too much to feel their own pleasure mixed with the opposite lover's through their link. It flowed through their bodies like fire consuming a forest, but neither of them cared. The pain inside of Saphira completely vanished with every movement Eragon made, creating immense pleasure and satisfaction in its stead.

Faster,she pleaded. Eragon obliged and quickened his pace slightly, still caressing her head with his claws as he made sweet love to his beautiful mate. Saphira's head was spinning in bliss and ecstasy, feeling every thrust, every subtle movement inside of her drove her to the brink of insanity. She moaned and sighed, completely lost in love and lust.

Saphira?Eragon stopped moving and lay against her. I don't want this to be over quickly.

Neither do I, she panted. Saphira lifted her tail up and twisted it around Eragon's. Please? Don't stop right now. Don't ever stop. Eragon sighed and bobbed his head.

Saphira?

Y…yes?

Release it. Her eyes widened as Saphira lost her concentration. Before Eragon knew it, she had completely flipped Eragon to where he was on his back with her on top of him. She had control now, but Eragon had no complaint. Saphira let out a very odd roar on top of Eragon before looking down on him.

My turn, she said with a sadistic grin on her face. Eragon could tell that she was enjoying their moment together, but he also knew that it wouldn't last for as long as they both had hoped for. She lowered her head and began nibbling on Eragon's neck to the rhythm of each thrust she made. Oh you taste good, she told him breathlessly. Eragon showed his teeth and bobbed his head.

Well, your scent is far better than my taste, I can assure you of that one.She leaned back and curved her neck into an S shape to look down at him as she continued to make love to her sweet Eragon. His head swam around memories of the times he shared with her from the moment she hatched all the way up to the day their lives changed forever. Eragon shook his head and reached out with his forearms to grab Saphira's scaled waist with his claws. What was he thinking? Saphira loved him from the start, she just wasn't aware of it until recently. Then it hit him, most of the memories that flew into his mind were from Saphira's own thoughts. She was reminiscing just like Eragon was. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back, bobbing it to the rhythm of his lover. She picked up her speed, forcing Eragon to shoot his eyes open in pleasant shock. Suddenly, the pleasure was too much for her. She let out an exasperated growl and released, collapsing on Eragon's chest.

Amazing,she whispered breathlessly. Eragon showed his teeth and reached his forearm out to brush Saphira's cheek. I never thought once that this…this would have been so…so…amazing!She closed her eyes and snuggled up against him with his erection still inside of her. It's not over though, is it? Eragon sighed and wrapped his forearms around her neck. I'm burnt out, but…at the same time…revived and ready to go again. Finish it, sweetheart. Feel like I do now. She grabbed him and rolled him over to where she was lying on her back with Eragon on top once again. I love you, Eragon. More than you could ever fathom.

Saphira, I love you more than that. She lowered her head and laid it on his chest. To the end, my love?

Oh definitely. Eragon lifted up and fell onto her, creating a subtle moan to escape her lips. Faster.He repeated at a quicker pace and dropped his wings from his sides to conceal her from anyone else but him. She began tossing her head to and fro with every thrust. The candles' wicks were burning out and darkness was on the verge of consuming the two of them, but neither cared. Faster Eragon moved, pacing himself to the steady whimpers of pleasure that his mate gave to him. He was at his breaking point but he could see that Saphira wanted him to finish inside of her with the glint in her loving eyes. If he finished, he could become a father, but if he withdrew before releasing, what would Saphira think? He knew Saphira wanted a complete mating experience and he could guarantee that she had hopes for being a mother, so he shook his head and pressed on, thrusting harder to bring out his grand finale. With one final roar, Eragon released inside of her and collapsed from exhaustion on her body. She lifted her head up and licked the side of his cheek.

That's my rider, she cooed tiredly into his mind.Eragon, that was perfect. He opened his eyes and took a glance at the alarm clock beside the bed…it was two in the morning.

I told you I would give you my best, didn't I?

Well, you gave that and then some. She lowered her head so Eragon could place his chin against it. I really liked it, too. It felt…great. She closed her eyes underneath Eragon and loosened her grip around his large body.

Well it is supposed to. That's why they call it making love.

Well I want more. Eragon smiled and shook his head.

You know, you make a good rider yourself, he joked, causing her to show her teeth nervously.

Really? You were…satisfied?

Oh definitely. She smiled and rolled over once more to place Eragon on his back, pressing her snout against his.

Well, I am glad you enjoyed it. She shot out her barbed tongue to lick Eragon's muzzle. Hopefully, I didn't cause any damage to you…eh…down there. He smiled and brushed his muzzle against hers.

I'm fine, but it's you I worry about.

I'm stronger than you think. Eragon gasped as Saphira stood up to withdraw him from her, pleasure flowing through his veins once again. She shook her body and slowly padded next to her true love. I'd face every member of the Ra'zac just for you.

I'd fight Galbatorix once again for you, he replied smartly. Just promise me something.

Anything.She flopped down beside Eragon and snuggled against him with her head crossed against Eragon's neck.

Just never change. She lifted her head up.

What do you mean?

Please stay just as you are, Saphira. I don't want to lose any part of you.

I understand, she replied kindly, licking the side of his face. Eragon?

Yes?

You are a sex god. He choked back a gasp as he craned his neck to see Saphira smiling at him. My instincts aren't done yet.

So I see. He lay on his back again and let out a soft growl. Want to go once more?

Can you handle it? She asked innocently, crawling up to take her position once again.

For you, my love.

The next chapter will probably come up next week, and there is a nasty surprise to come too, hint-hint :). Only one or two people know of it; the rest have to be patient!

PEACE!