DPOV

We were lounging in bed. I was stroking her long silk locks and running my fingers down her back, occasionally letting my nails gently scrape her back. She rewarded me with goosebumps on her skin where my fingers had just traveled.

"Roza? Are asleep?"

"Hmm."

I chuckled. That answer could go either way.

I had been thinking about what she said this morning. She said she wanted to mark me in front of Tasha as a way to mark her territory, and I had done the same when I pulled her closer in front of Adrian. Now that I had most of my sanity back, I was thinking about the future. I still had no idea if I still could be or wanted to be 'General' Dimitri. But I knew one thing above anything else; I always wanted to wake up with Roza in my arms. Regardless of the rest of my life, I wanted to be her 'Comrade.'

"Roza? I don't know what our lives will look like, but I know I always want you in it."

She grunted a little as she struggled to wake up. She lifted her head and looked me in the eyes a little weary after a few hours of much-needed sleep. She rubbed her eyes, and I wondered if she even heard me, but when she was fully awake, she looked down at me lovingly.

"I want to be with you too."

I had to ask, even if the answer would kill me. I had to be sure.

"Even after everything, you are still convinced of that?" I practically whispered. As if uttering the words into the word almost silence would somehow change the answer to the question.

Her eyes held no doubt; she didn't waiver. She didn't hesitate for a single moment. All that emanated from her was the truest word in existence.

"Yes."

I smiled and flipped her onto her back, a new form of confidence overtaking me, fueled by the love of this beautiful creature I want to call my own.

"So if I were to mark you as my own for the rest of our lives, you wouldn't mind?"

She shook her head and bit the side of her lip.

"So you wouldn't object if I claim you in the most intimate way imaginable to a Dragon, human or hybrid?"

A vigorous headshake from Rose followed my words.

"So you don't mind, me claiming your body and putting my mark on you by burning you permanently which I understand is extremely painful and pleasurable at the same time?"

She shuddered when I mentioned pleasure and still nodded her approval.

Dragon claimings tended to run a little long. It was a vigorous exercise of many rounds of lovemaking and mind-blowing orgasms on both sides. Somewhere evolution had been smart enough to make sure that the pain that accompanied the special flame during claiming also induced an amazing amount of pleasure. I hadn't experienced it myself of course, but I hear the orgasms are like nothing you ever experienced and not anything you will experience again, for both of us. I just hoped it worked with hybrids as well.

"So you don't mind me spending the rest of the night claiming you? Because it will take the whole night. Are you up for it? Do you want this?" The last part I whispered, all my earlier confidence gone.

She grabbed my face and kissed me gently on the lips. After she pulled back, she had a brilliant smile on her face and eyes full of love.

"Yes, Comrade, I want this. I want you to claim me and make me yours forever, and I want to make you mine forever." She practically rolled her eyes at the last bit but also giggled. I knew I was asking again and again. But I needed to be sure. I needed her to be sure.

But if her words could not convince me, her pushing me onto my back, straddling me and kissing me vigorously certainly did.

The furs had left her shoulder and pooled around her hips, exposing her delicious soft and perky breasts, and no matter how romantic we were being, I still stared at them like a little boy.

"So how does this work?" I could see excitement but also a little apprehension on her face, evidenced by her lip pulled between her teeth.

I sat up and held her close, sucking on the spot near her ear.

"Now I kiss you."

She moaned slightly as I gently sucked on the skin beneath her ear. I moved down towards her collarbone and to her breasts. I took one nipple into my mouth, and made sure it peaked underneath my tongue. I ran my hands over her back moving down to her ass and squeezing it a little roughly.

Rose and I had made love together, and we had been brutal together, but tonight it would be a combination of both. The claiming process was both instinctual and primal as well as extremely intimate. I could already feel the flame heating up inside me to a point it never had before. Where my tongue traced her skin it left behind a bit of redness, but she didn't seem to mind, and the heat dissipated almost immediately.

After some light petting and much kissing, I picked her up and placed her down on top of the furs. For the next part, there wasn't anything necessary to cover her body with. I wanted her completely exposed to me, so I could see her full naked body. It was a piece of art, and my mark would have to compliment it.

I traced her body, inch by inch, kissing her and stroking her; inspecting every bit of her to see where I would place my mark. But every bit was better than the one before. When I licked her down between her legs, I had half a mind to mark her there, but part of the claiming was that others could see your mark and know that you were taken.

I turned her around and started the same process while she was on her stomach. I traced her back that dipped and then curved up into her ass. I wanted to mark every inch of her.

I slipped my hands between her legs and found her slick folds. She was already drenched and ready for me. But I knew the moment I entered her, the marking would begin, and I wanted to make sure that if I marked her forever it would look good.

She lifted her butt up a bit in an attempt to bring my fingers closer and deeper, or maybe she was looking for something else to fill her.

"Patience Roza. Patience."

"Fuck Patience."

I bent over and whispered in her ear.

"I wasn't planning on fucking patience. I had another object in mind."

She shuddered.

I groaned thinking about the many hours of sex we had ahead of us. Even if we had spent the last twenty-four hours doing just that. My cock was rock hard and strained between my legs. Every time I touched Rose, it would jump in excitement, or maybe protest that it wasn't yet inside of her. But it too had to learn patience.

I rubbed myself a little between her butt cheeks, trying to create a little friction in order to satisfy my cock a little. But it only seemed to spur it on as a little bit of precum leaked from the tip. I had no choice but to touch it. I had no choice but to wrap my hand around it and stroke a few times in order to abate the desperate need to fill her. I saw Rose had a similar problem as she slipped a hand underneath her stomach towards her core. She was still on her stomach, so it wasn't easy. But when she reached her node, I felt her entire body come to life and electrify.

"Please Dimitri."

The pleading was my undoing, knowing she was as desperate as I was to be joined. So I gently entered her. Well, tried to enter her gently; I might have been a little more forceful than I intended, but judging from the loud moan of pleasure coming from Rose, she didn't mind.

I started to move in and out of her. I was lying on top of her, covering her protectively like a cocoon. I used my arms to keep my weight off of her and moved around. I dipped down a little so I could kiss her neck.

But I was no longer just kissing her. I could see smoke coming from her body and although some of that heat was generated by Rose herself, as it always did when she was excited and horny, some of it was coming from the blackened skin underneath my tongue. Instinct took over, and even though I had never done this before and nobody had really explained this to me, I knew exactly what to do. And the image I wanted to mark her with came to mind. I started at the side of her neck, and I felt her squirm underneath me. Everywhere my tongue touched her skin, the skin blackened under the extreme heat. I licked down her neck and back, and crossed from her left shoulder to her right hip. Rose was gripping the sheets underneath us. I thought it may have been in pain, but she cried out loudly, and I felt her walls clench around my cock again and again, telling me the gripping was the result of an orgasm.

It was like our bodies were connected. I almost felt myself marking her through her. Our bodies were connected at a single point, and there the action seemed to transfer. It would initiate from my flame, transfer to her skin, moved down to her core where she would orgasm and transfer the same feeling to me. Despite being rather busy, trying to concentrate and still moving at a leisurely pace so I could mark her perfectly, I lost myself in the feeling and the connection to Rose. My cock strained and pulsed as it deposited the first load of seed deep inside of her. I had to stop for a moment as I climaxed, not wanting the image on her to become blurry because I was screaming her name.

It allowed us to take a much needed breathe before I continued my piece of art.

I flipped her around and re-entered her. I bent down and started to lick her side, connecting to the image on her back. I licked her towards her stomach and down to her hipbone. I had to stop there because I had to leave her warm and wet pussy to complete the image. My cock didn't seem to agree with me as it angrily jumped up and down after it had already gotten hard again after the first time. But I had to finish what I started. I licked down to her inner thigh and lifted her leg. I wrapped around her leg all the way to her toe. The moment I lifted my tongue from her toe, I could feel her body shudder again in climax and her hands grip the sheets again in an attempt to abate the intense feeling, without going insane.

I looked down at a blissed-out Rose, admiring my work. I had drawn a Dragon wrapped around her entire body, going from the side of her neck to her back, towards her stomach and the tail wrapping around her leg all the way to her toes.

I bent down and kissed her, this time not leaving a mark beside my own love. She pulled me closer and wrapped me in her embrace. She put a hand between us and grabbed my cock positioning it at her entrance. She moved her hip forward making me enter her. I groaned against her mouth. I moved fast and hard, driven by an all-consuming need to possess her over and over again. Our cries filled the alcove in my chambers, and it echoed off the walls, making our pleasure seem endless. I could only assume people could hear in the corridors, but I couldn't care less right now.

All that existed in this world right now where her and me, me and her, her body connected to mine and mine to hers. I wanted to delve deeper, to almost merge with her and never let go.

The sound of our bodies clashing became louder and more frequent. The swishing sound of our joined juices mixed with our moans and groans could be heard for miles I would reckon. I lifted her leg over my shoulder moving deeper. I was so close, and I could tell she was too. But part of me wanted to hold off the climax. Part of me never wanted this to end. This moment in time was perfect. The moment where she was mine forever.

But all my effort to prolong this moment were in vain as I felt my seed gather at the base. My balls squeezed and retracted, preparing to launch their content deep inside her womb. I sped up, my own body completely taken over by animal instinct. I growled and nipped, and I think I even bit her a bit as I finally released myself inside of her. It felt like I kept coming - the stream of my seed seemed never-ending. Perhaps because her own orgasm was milking my cock and it seemed to happily respond with more. Finally, I could feel myself stop pulsing and ejaculating. I felt both relieved as well as grieving the loss of that feeling already.

I plummeted towards Rose and tried very hard not to squish her under my weight, by lying just next to her.

"That was… I mean… I came like… Wow."

I chuckled. She looked down at herself as much as she could see the marking. She looked at me and smiled brilliantly.

"I love it."

Then her brows contorted in a bit of confusion. I saw she was thinking hard about something. I was amazing she could even think right now. My brain was fried and capable of only two thoughts. How amazing this had been and how my cock was already hard again to do it all over again the entire night long.

"What's wrong Roza?" I asked even though I was already gently rocking my hips against her, in an unconscious movement, brought on by desperation.

"Do women mark the men too? Do I have to mark you now?"

I smiled.

"Markings are usually male initiated and male-dominated. Some males will never be marked by their females, some get marked somewhere along the way by their mate. But it is up to you. I would love your mark on me."

She pushed me down on my back and straddled me. She hovered over my cock, standing tall and reaching for the ceiling and lowered herself on top of it slowly, agonizing slowly.

She was gently rocking her hips as she bent down. She licked my chest and my arm as if testing the terrain.

"I think I will mark you. Otherwise, I will just have to keep blowing you in front of people to stake my claim, and that will just get awkward."

She had a wicked smile on her face, telling me she hadn't minded all that much, and she would gladly do it again, marked or not.

I had never asked anyone how the females did their marking. Did they have the same urge as males and produce the extra hot flame? And did Rose have that because she is a hybrid? I was thinking it over when I felt it. The moment her tongue made contact with my skin. The burning of the skin was agonizingly painful, but the intensity of the feeling left me craving more of it. I felt the flame reach inside and join with my own, before moving on towards lower areas. She hadn't even been moving, but the flame seemed to simply expel my seed on command and I had to grip Rose's hips in order for me not to lift her off the bed with the power of my orgasm. Is this what it had felt for Rose a moment ago?

She had to push me down in order for me to remain where she wanted me and finish the mark. She was tracing my bicep towards my pecks and ended mid-chest. She had placed a Dragon over my heart, its wings extending to my pecks and arms with its tail moving over my shoulder towards the back a bit.

The moment she retracted her tongue from me, she started to vigorously move up and down. Her hands were near the mark, gripping my chest firmly for support.

Her breathing increased, and her moans and desperate pleas became louder and louder. I gripped the sides of her hips, trying to move with her, but the moment I touched her hipbone containing the mark, she threw her head back and her whole body straightened. She moved her hands slightly touching the mark she had left on me, and I joined her, the response immediate. It was like a lever; touch the mark and release.

Once we had landed back on earth, she was breathing heavily on me chest. She had released me from the confines of her pussy, and I was lazily lying next to her leg.

I was stroking her in a loving attempt, but when I accidentally touched her mark again, she moaned and started to rub her legs together. She pulled me on top of her again, and couldn't get me inside of her fast enough.

Now I understood how claimings could take all night. The mark itself had been rather quick, and if my own experience had matched Rose's in anyway, it was long enough. No one could bear that intense feeling for long, no matter how pleasurable. But every time I touched her mark, or she would touch mine, a small glimpse of that pleasure shot through us, and we couldn't help but to join again.

I don't even remember how many times I came that night or how long we were at it, but finally, the sensitivity of the markings had subsided a bit and we fell asleep exhausted.