The Sacred Forest, Kozantei, Andromeda Galaxy.

Mya's breath left her in an audible gasp as she entered the secret grove. There were draped flowers everywhere she looked. They swayed in the gentle breeze and were lit by the suns' rays as they began their descent across the sky. The flowers were sprays of rainbow; reds, blues, yellows, oranges and countless others all creating a kaleidoscope effect.

It was breath taking.

They formed a circular cocoon around a clearing. As she walked through the entrance her eyes passed over a gorgeous natural fountain in the center of the space and snagged on Zogan who stood before it. His parents stood behind him, along with his sisters Mara and Nezerra. Nezerra flashed her fangs with a grin at her approach. There was no blood family present for Mya, she swallowed the sadness that bloomed at the thought. Yavik stood beside her though with Ravanna and Azazel there for her too, the latter winked at her as she walked forward. He'd obviously learned the action from Yavik who was now a hoarder of a myriad of human gestures and reactions. These people were her chosen family and soon she would gain another by name. She looked over at them and smiled, the Queen's slitted eyes vibrated with emotion and the King bared his fangs in a smile at her.

She looked at her mate as she stood before him, he was dressed in the royal tunic. A stunning blue beautifully embroidered masterpiece that fit every swell and dip of his muscled body. His family's crest was emblazoned on his chest.

Her soon to be crest as well.

Her dress matched his tunic, a deep, rich blue. Woven into it were the Nynsar snakes of his family crest writhing in the lace like material. The dress was fitted to her slightly curved body, cupping and lifting her breasts and flared at the knees, sweeping the floor behind her. She'd asked for the design specifically, always liking the ones she'd seen in the older earth magazines she'd seen at her old school. Zogan reached for her hand, and she slid her small fingers between his, intertwining them together.

"We stand before the setting suns of Kozantei, to bind these mates before beloved family and friends," began the King. The binding and markings were always carried out by family. "It is truly an honor to witness my son marry the female of his dreams, one who has travelled across the stars to come to us."

Zogan smiled down at her, his hand tightening around hers.

"Zogan, have you chosen your token marking for you mate?" his father looked to him, they looked so similar.

"I have."

The king looked to her, "Have you chosen your token marking for your mate?"

"I have." she squeezed her mate's hand.

They were led to plush seats near the fountain on the side were various laid out tools would be used to add the markings to their bodies. The ones for her were totally different to Zogan's as his scales needed much sharper and larger instruments.

Azazel stood behind Zogan, taking up the tool and dipping it into the fountain before them. It glimmered when it was withdrawn. Nezerra did the same behind Mya. She had decided to get the mark across her back. A fierce dragon, there was nothing that she felt fit her mate better.

A beast, that was loyal, fierce, and dangerous to an enemy. Wise and powerful and magical. She didn't know what he had chosen, as the marks were kept secret only to be revealed during the mating night. Nezerra worked tirelessly at her back, the suns sinking below the lines of the trees, the light giving way to the pale silver beams of the moons and the dancing colors of the night skies. When the work was finished it was washed with the waters of the fountain. Something in the composition of it causing the marks to set and stay instantly. Like her trial markings. They stood and Nezerra wrapped a soft fabric around Mya to hide her work.

"You are bound for all eternity, we stand witness to this great love, and we wish you many anums together, until your bones grow old and become one with Kozantei and the Andromeda." his father said softly, reverently.

Azazel let out a loud ululation, Nezerra, Mara and Yavik picking up where he left off. Mya laughed and Zogan kissed her, leaning down to reach her. He led her into the flowered trees still swaying in the moonlight.

"Have fun!" said Nezerra.

Zogan swooped her into his arms and walked forward through the overgrown trees. The air permeated with sweet scents from the blooming flowers all around. They passed through a long flowery tunnel – the walls were made up of plants, fruits, and more flowers. She heard the sound of crashing water up ahead. The waves sounded soothing.

They walked into a clearing and Zogan set her gingerly on her feet in the grassy area. She looked around and saw a small bay, with creamy pink sand, flowers still drooping around, enclosing the space. Small waves broke against the shore, splashing Mya with warm water as she stepped onto the sand letting her toes sink into the warm gritty ground.

Zogan looked down at her as if mesmerized. She pulled the coat around her tighter and twirled, letting her loose curls spin out around her. She stalked forward, letting Zogan look at her beneath the moonlight, she'd been dusted with a clear powder that Nezerra assured her would make her glow under the moons' beams.

Higher up, away from the sand were logs arranged around what looked to be a fire pit. The grass was low up there, with smaller flowers that opened beneath the moon. Near it was a large, cushioned blanket. It was all very magical.

She spun and Zogan came to stand in front of her, Mya stood on her toes and licked his pout-puckered lower lip and sucked it into her mouth. She lost herself completely in the kiss that followed, melting against him like sun warmed honey. When she pulled away his gaze was upon her, and it was heat across her cheeks, her lips, her breasts, as she lowered her dress and let it slide down to pool around her ankles. She stood before him naked, not having bothered to wear underwear.

She reached up and undid the fastening to his tunic and he let her slide it off him. He was barely breathing. She reached down to his pants and undid them too, taking her time, letting them pool around his feet as well. She stood and smiled up at him.

"Well, here we are." Zogan said, face still inches from hers.

"Here we are." She echoed, her voice a low murmur, filled with seduction.

"I'm sorry about earlier." His eyes were locked onto hers.

"I am too." Her hands travelled up his big arms, her neck still tipped back to maintain his gaze.

"Kiss me." she whispered.

He obliged.

His tongue explored her mouth and she relished it. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and he lifted her, moving up the slight incline towards the cushioned bed waiting for them. Her legs were tightly wound around him as he lowered them both onto it. He kissed her lazily, deeply. Heat pooled between her legs. She moaned and tried to climb him, but he moved away. She pouted.

He smirked, "So impatient, my esaie."

He ran a finger over her puckered lips. The same hand travelled down her body, fingers tracing the contours of her form with a feather light touch that left goosebumps in their wake. He slipped off her silky shoes, taking his time and she flexed her foot, toes pointed. His hand tightened and she watched as his cock pulsed upward between his bent legs. She smiled and gasped when he took her toes into his mouth, his long reptilian tongue sliding across her toes. She'd never experienced anything like it before. His movements caused her core to pulse, she was already aching for him.

He trailed kisses along her leg leading to her thigh, lightly nipping at the junction of her thigh to her inner lips. He ran his tongue over the spot, teasing Mya. She grunted already frustrated and reached down to grab his horn. She began to stroke it, using the erogenous zone to give herself a little power in the situation. She could tease him too.

He hissed and sucked on her bud causing her to jump under the sudden onslaught. He sucked it into his mouth again, letting Mya moan and writhe under him. She felt his tongue lash at her, licking her seam and dipping into her entrance. She shuddered as it moved in and out of her, mimicking what she wanted most of all. His tongue was rough, rubbing at her perfectly.

"Would you just fuck me already?!" she whimpered, breathless from his attack.

He looked up at her, his predatory eyes glinting in the light of the moons, looking exactly like the alien that he was. His black scales glistened around his mouth with her juices. He went at her again using his tongue to stroke eagerly at her bud, pausing to take it into his mouth time and time again. Mya felt a coil begin in her lower stomach, her breathing quickened, and her heartbeat against her rib cage.

"Zogan!" she squealed, hand tightening around his horn as she gushed all over his face, he lapped greedily at her juices.

She shuddered violently and he removed her hand. Positioning himself on top of her he pushed inside of her. Her folds parting easily, she was slick, completely open, and ready for him. He stretched her, filling her completely. She moaned beneath him, reaching her legs up to wrap them as far around him as she could. He began to move, and lights exploded across her vision. She squeezed them closed. Zogan's mouth found hers and he kissed her. She tasted her essence and deepened the kiss, wanting more of him. More of them.

His movements quickened and she knew he was close, she pulled him into her, tightening her legs around him. He grunted, baring his teeth. Her warrior. He breathed her name, and she became undone, splintering into a thousand pieces as her core spasmed around his length. Her core squeezed him, trying to milk his very essence out of him. He roared and spent himself inside her. They lay in a heap, cool breeze caressing their burning skin, and Zogan pushed off her to lay by her side.

His breathing hard and fast, "I think you will probably kill me one day."

"Oh baby, you haven't seen anything yet." she said, words a bit slurred.

He laughed, a deep rich sound that warmed Mya's insides. She looked down at the markings that lined his chest. It depicted a female goddess travelling through the stars. Her hair was wild about her as she journeyed amidst the stars and suns. Her skin glowed a golden brown, her face upturned as if gazing upon her wearer. It was Mya coming to find him. Her eyes burned as she looked at it, the detail was amazing against his dark scales. It seemed so lifelike as if it would move at any moment. They lay in silence for a long time.

"Should we go for a swim?" she asked, wanting to feel the warm water against her body.

Zogan looked at her and back at the waves, repeating the action twice.

"Why do you have any energy right now?" he collapsed throwing an arm over his eyes. "Let me rest for a while female."

"You haven't seen my mark yet." she said, snuggling closer to him.

His eyes snapped open, "I was distracted, may I?"

She turned before him, lying flat on her belly as he hovered over her to see. An intricate swirl of ink covered the right half of her back. A fierce black dragon in midflight, mouth open - ready to shoot flames, its eyes blazed with ferocity. She shivered when he ran his fingers over it, he was silent.

"The dragon from earth mythology..." he sounded awed, his fingers still tracing the swirling ink, "It is utterly amazing...this is how you think of me?"

"You are powerful, wise, and a fierce protector... mysterious and proud." Mya said, voice soft, "I am still in awe of you, and this world... you are like magic."

Zogan kissed her upper back, between her shoulder blades "I am yours, forever Amaryah, forever."

She turned over and kissed him softly, over, and over, moved by his words, tears spilling over her eyelashes. He wiped them away gently. They lay together under the stars, their bodies intertwined.

After a time, she popped up, "Swimming ... please?"

Zogan sighed, "Already it has begun." He got up and followed her into the waters.

"What has begun?" Mya shimmied her hips, watching as his eyes followed the movement.

"You running my life, Azazel has warned me." he said ginning slyly, while Mya snorted loudly.

The water was pleasantly warm as they swam together, Zogan holding her close to him, to avoid her being swept away by the currents. It was glorious, Mya felt so full of happiness she thought she'd burst. The moons shone down on them as they dipped in and out of the waves.

She shrieked when something rubbed against her foot and almost climbed Zogan as he roared with laughter. He reached out and caught the offender and showed her. She lightly tapped him on the side of his head for his laughter but giggled when she viewed the curious fuzzy, tentacle creatures. One of which had wrapped around her leg when she stood still, she wished she could have taken them home, they were cute in a weird alien way.

He gathered her to him, and they soaked in the seas, creatures swimming around them, and it was over the crash of the waves that Mya told Zogan of her story, the loss of her Mother. It was in the ocean that Zogan dried her tears with his lips and tongue burying his face in her shoulder filled with grief for her at the great loss that she'd experienced.

The moons soon found them back on the cushioned bed with Zogan laying on his back, moaning and cursing; his mate on top of him, bouncing on his length, head thrown back in the throes of pleasure.