by Maia Starr
I sighed, “Yes, he was a bad boy. He was filthy,” I said.
"Of course he was, his father was a mechanic, and he would help him,” Gloria laughed making a joke.
"Oh, I see. The bad boy from the wrong side of the tracks. I can see how that can be very hot,” Sally said.
"Yes, it was that. But it was something more. It was Seth. And he did what he wanted, when he wanted. He was very exciting to be around. Something always happened when you were with him, something unexpected and fun. Sometimes even dangerous,” I said reminiscing and finding myself getting turned on by the memories.
"Oh yes, like that time that he made you sit in the passenger seat while he drag raced on that country road? That was stupid and dangerous. That should not turn you on,” Gloria said.
"I can't help it if it did. I guess I'm a bit of an adrenaline junkie,” I said.
"You writers are always romanticizing life and wanting it to be this big, grand adventure. You have to get real sometime. And you know what is real? James. He is someone that can be a great family man and has the right Pedigree to be…”
"Be the husband of the President's daughter, right? You sound just like my father now,” I said to her.
"I think we already need another round,” Gloria said sensing the tension building between the opposing view that Sally and I always had.
"I'm just saying,” Sally said shrugging her shoulders. “I won't speak of it again.”
"Thank you,” I said picking up the menu.
"Do you know what you really mean? You need a really good hike on your own to clear your mind,” Gloria said. She was the yoga teacher, a mystical type. She always thought that nature could solve every problem in your life.
"That isn't an easy thing to do when I have my father’s security following me everywhere. See,” I said pointing across the patio where two men in black stood like statues outside the restaurant.
"I'm sure you can figure something out. I know a great place to hike in the Pacific Palisades. The security detail can stay in the lot, and you hike up to the top of the cliff. It is a great view of the ocean and very isolated, especially if you go there before everyone gets off of work. No one will bother you out there. You can go and meditate and figure out this whole romance thing and what you really want,” Gloria said.
"Who is the one on the right?” Sally said, still looking at my security detail. We all laughed hard.
"Or you can take Sally along to distract your security,” Gloria joked.
"Tell me where it is. Maybe I'll go tomorrow. I have some time, and I have a new article that I need to write so maybe I at least could get an article out of it,” I said to Gloria.
She clapped her hands cheerfully and began to type out a text on her phone, the information about the hike, and sent it to me.
That's how I ended up standing on the cliff overlooking the Pacific Ocean while a winged creature came toward me.
"Who are you? What are you?” I said as he continued to move toward me. I wanted to scream as loud as I could, but with the crashing ocean, I wasn't sure if the security detail would hear me. Of all days to convince them to let me hike alone, of course it was today that I actually needed their help.
"Stop! I'll scream,” I said to him.
He smirked a sideways smirk and showed brilliant white teeth. ”Go ahead.”
I sucked in a sharp breath of fresh air ocean air, “You speak English?” I said
"Of course I speak your language. It has become a necessity for all of us,” he said as he continued to take steps toward me.
"Don't come any closer!” I shouted.
He stopped in his tracks and stared at me. He looked me up and down. He took liberty in staring at every inch of my body. He stared at my feet allowing his eyes to move up my legs toward my hips over my stomach, lingered on my breasts, and then finally moved up to my face. I suddenly felt very turned on by this move, and I did not know why. I felt ashamed Buy it. Why would I suddenly feel so damn turned on whenever I was in danger? It couldn't be the fact that I liked adventure and was a bit of a thrill seeker, because this was way beyond being with my high school sweetheart in the back of his Mustang. This was serious.
"Do you still not want me to come toward you?” the winged man said.
"No,” I whispered. I put my hand over my mouth, shocked at my response. “I mean that's not what I meant. I don't know why I said that. Stay away from me,” I said in a panic.
To my surprise, he laughed loudly. “Which is it? Do you want me to come to you, or do you want me to stay away?” he said as his eyes burned through my skin. I felt like he was invading my mind. I suddenly had no control. “Come to me,” he whispered sensually.
"Yes, I will come to you,” I said as I slowly and seductively walked toward him. When I was halfway to him, I stopped. “What the hell am I doing?” I said confused by the fact that I was willingly going to him.
"You are harder to get through than most from my experience,” he said cocking his head to the side. “I like that about you, human female," he said.
"What do you mean harder to get through? Who are you? What do you want?” I said still feeling a slight urge to go to him. I was fighting it with every fiber of my being.
"I am called Cylo Hydros. I am a Draqua.”
"Are you saying that you are alien? You are not from Earth?” I asked, feeling my heart racing.
"I am not from Earth. Now, don't you want me, human female? Say that you want me.”
"I want you,” I said stepping toward him. I moved right into his arms. I placed my hands on his strong test and moved them upward, slowly, feeling every single strong muscle underneath his skin. It was then that I realized the patterns on his arms were not tattoos; it was more like an imprint of scales, but they were not hard. It was just a design on his skin, but it glistened in the sunlight. His very large hands went to the small of my back and filled my body with warmth. I felt my nipples growing hard as I pressed them against his chest. I was growing wet between my legs; I was wild with desire. My hands moved up on top of his shoulders, and I moved my head back, arching up, expecting and waiting for a kiss. He smiled arrogantly. It was this arrogant smile that pulled me out of the daze that I was in. I pushed against his chest and move backward.
"What the hell was that? I did not mean to do that. What are you doing to me?” I asked, angry and frightened at the same time.
"You will learn to love it in time. It is a lot of fun. You will see; it will be fun for both of us,” he said.
"What?! I don't know what you are talking about, and frankly, you are creeping me out! I am going now,” I said, turning my back to him and stomping back toward the trail.
I felt wind rush by me. Boom! Cylo landed on the ground in front of me with one knee on the ground and his fist in the dirt. I saw that several inches of dirt had been moved and he left a slight hole in the ground. It was shocking to see such strength. He stood up to his full height and seemed more menacing now.
I crossed my arms across my chest, trying to be confident and not just scared. “You are blocking my path. Move out of the way now,” I said.
"You cannot go that way. It is on fire,” he said as his big brown eyes stared at me.
"Fire? No, it is not. I am done with your games. Go back to wherever you came from. I am leaving,” I said as I took a step toward him, not knowing what I would do to try to get around him. He was obviously very strong and very heavy, and I would not be able to move him. But as I walked toward him, something extraordinary happened. My eyes moved to his strong chest and hard six pack abs. Suddenly, a small glow seemed to emanate from his skin in that area. At first, it was a soft yellow glow that turned orange and then a bright white. He turned around and fire emerged from his mouth and caught the tree line on fire.
"No! What the hell!” I shouted. “Oh great, you can shoot fire too?"
He turned back toward me, and his chest returned to normal. “I told you, you can't go that way. It is on fire,” h
e said with that arrogant smile.
"You are such a shit!” I shouted at him.
"And you are a very feisty human female. You are unlike any that I have ever met. I am going to have a lot of fun with you,” he said as he took a step toward me.
"I don't know what the hell you are talking about. Now I have to find another way down,” I said feeling very confused that this was happening at all. I must be dreaming, I thought to myself. I looked at the winged man that shot fire from his mouth as he slowly stepped toward me. Then his stride quickened, and in seconds he was in a full run. His wings spread out beside him and the full ten foot wingspan was ominous. In seconds his arms were around my waist, and he lifted me into the air. I screamed.
"Put me down! What do you think you're doing?" I shouted in disbelief. Was this dragon man really flying with me in his arms? I kicked and screamed and punched his chest.
"Be careful now. You would not want to fall at the height. Your fragile human body would not survive the fall,” he laughed.
I turned to look over my shoulder at the Pacific Ocean below us. It was a very, very long drop to the surface.
"Where are you taking me? Put me down now!” I shouted at him.
"You will see. You will like it. It will be an adventure, human female,” he said as he flew faster and faster, and soon the Pacific Ocean was nothing but a blue blur underneath us. We were going very very fast, so fast that the wind hitting my face almost hurt. It caused me to bury my face into the strong chest of this dragon man that called himself Cylo. The warmth of his skin radiated around me. The manly scent that he gave off filled my senses with a sort of longing and lust that I had never felt before for any man. It was a very strange feeling, and I could not know at that moment what it meant. How could I know?
CHAPTER TWO
CYLO HYDROS
"Oh yes, that feels so good. Please don't stop. I don't ever want you to stop,” Sarah, the human female, breathlessly whispered as I kissed every inch of her body. The ocean breeze washed over my naked body and cooled off the beads of sweat that had gathered on my skin from this indulgent workout that I was participating in.
"That's unfair. You are neglecting me. I need your touch too,” Michelle, another human female, said as she kissed my back.
"How can I forget about you?” I said as I grabbed her arm and pulled her down onto her back right next to Sarah. Now I was hovering over both of them. I kissed Sarah's neck and then moved over and licked Michelle's belly. They both wiggled seductively under me and playfully laughed as I allowed myself to indulge in both of their sensual bodies. They were very different in looks. Sarah had yellow hair, like gold, and Michelle had black hair like the nights. But other than that, they were the same in every single way. They were very obedient to me, and we're always open to my name. I did not even have to use my mind powers on them. Though I had to confess that I did use them occasionally, and they always were so easy to use on them.
"Stop teasing us. You know that I need you inside me so badly. You never come to us as often as you used to. This is a treat,” Michelle said in a begging voice.
"I do not have the time for it now. My Draqua duties keep me away,” I said as I moved myself between Michelle's thighs. She smiled and opened herself up to me.
I pushed my large cock inside of her, hard.
"Oh yes, Cylo! Oh yeah!” she shouted as I moved deep inside of her. But it was Sarah that I kissed and fondled while being inside of Michelle. This was my usual routine when I visited these two human females. They were here on my planet of Kelon amongst the Draqua for one reason, and one reason only: to be my toys. I played with them. I indulged myself with them. They were here for my satisfaction, and my satisfaction only. It was one of the many perks of being a prince in the Draqua Kingdom. My father was the king, and because of that, I did what I wanted, when I wanted. I got everything that I ever desired. It was a luxury that I was very used to, and I took full advantage of it. Like now, in bed with the two human females that my father had brought to me from the planet known as Earth two years before.
"Yes! Yes! I am going to come, Cylo! Don't stop,” Michelle shouted.
"Already?” I whispered as I moved in and out of her. Having sex with a human female was a very different experience than being with a female Draqua. I enjoyed both experiences.
Bang! Bang! There was a loud knocking at the door of the pagoda high in the trees.
"Go the fuck away!” I shouted without stopping the work that I was doing.
"No, don't stop,” Michelle said breathlessly on the brink of orgasm.
"It's no fair. It is my turn,” Sarah begged.
"Prince Cylo! Your father has summoned you to his chambers immediately!” the voice shouted on the other side of the door.
"Later!” I shouted back. I continued to move inside Michelle faster and faster. I had to speed this up if this interruption was going to continue. I felt the sensation build inside of me.
"I'm coming! I'm coming!” Michelle shouted and wiggled underneath me.
"He said you would say that! He said do not stop until you are escorted to his side!” the voice shouted from the door.
"Candris! I said later!” I shouted back at the voice that I recognized as the right hand of my father. My father only sent Candris whenever it was serious. Otherwise, he would just get any page to do the work.
"Don't make me break down this door,” he shouted.
I tuned him out and concentrated on the beauty of Michelle. She was now very slick and wet and in the throes of having an orgasm. She pulled on the sheets, wrapping them in her fist underneath her. The sensation of an orgasm built, then I exploded. “Oh fuck. Oh fuck, you feel so damn good,” I whispered as I finally released. I collapsed my heavy body on top of her small one and took a few seconds to regain myself.
"Prince Cylo!" Candris shouted again. I could tell that he was on the brink of kicking open the door, but in my state of release, I did not care.
Boom! The door swung open and hit the wall violently. The entire tree pagoda vibrated. I smiled and looked at Candris.
"Your father is very serious about you coming to his chambers right now,” he said angrily.
I smiled. “I was just finishing up.” I pulled myself out of Michelle, and she got off of the bed. Candris turned his back to the room, being ever the gentleman.
"That's not fair. What about me? I did not get to release,” Sarah pouted.
I smiled as I pulled on my loincloth and tied it around my waist. “That is just the way of it. Sorry,” I said as I turned and followed Candris out of the pagoda onto the high tree bridge.
"I see that you spend your time wisely these days,” Candris said sarcastically.
"What is the point in being prince if I am not going to indulge in the benefits that it offers?” I said laughing at him.
"The point in being friends is to lead your race. These are trying times, Cylo.”
"Leave that to my brother. He is the eldest and he will become king, not I. All of that work is for him,” I said as my bare feet walked along the planks of the rope bridge that linked from one tree to another.
"You know that is not how your father’s house is set up. It is never been that way. All members of the royal house have responsibilities, whether it is maintaining the structures that house you and your orgies, or the systems that keep food on the table. Your brother cannot oversee it all; it takes more than one Draqua to maintain this paradise and keep the peace,” he said angrily.
"You sound like my father. I get enough lectures from him and I have a feeling I'm about to get another. What is it now? Does he want me to go on another boring voyage with my brother to do trades of goods? What a waste of time,” I said rolling my eyes.
"He has not told me what he wishes to speak to you about. But it must be something very serious because he told me to find you at all costs and to not return until you were with me,” Candris said.
"Well, at least that sounds interesting. Where is he no
w? Where does he want to see me?” I asked.
"He is in his chambers,” Candris said.
As soon as he replied, I shifted. My wings spread out behind me and I ran and jumped off the rope bridge hundreds of feet above the ground.
"Cylo! Get back here!” Candris shouted at me.
I just laughed. I wanted to fly off and maybe fly to a nearby isolated island and spend the rest of the afternoon swimming and fishing and taking a nap in the warm sand. But I knew I might as well get this over with. I flew lower toward the large palm-thatched roofs that made up my fathers living chambers. They were built around seven large mangrove trees that towered hundreds of feet in the air. They were the pillars that kept his house together. A large wraparound veranda encircled the complex. It was on this veranda that I landed.