Draconians: Complete Series (BWW Dragon Shifter Scifi Romance)

by Grove, Scarlett

  He growled and turned the little female over on her hands and knees. He could smell her so strongly as her ass tilted up toward him. Her sex throbbed, open and wet. Resisting the uncontrollable need to thrust himself inside her tight opening, he rubbed his shaft over her wet softness, holding her hips with both hands.

  Indigo continued to pant and moan as he moved her up and down over his cock. The feel of her contracting pussy on his painfully hard shaft was like a balm from heaven. The sight of her curvy little form under him was all too much.

  Moving her up and down by the hips, over his cock, he exploded over her ass. White seed pumped out of his cock and sprayed on her dark skin. Indigo kept moaning with pleasure, her pussy twitching the whole time.

  He groaned at the sight of his semen dripping over her ass. When he pulled away, it seeped down the crevice between her ass cheeks and over her pussy. He growled and pushed the semen into her body with his fingers.

  She groaned again, moving against him as he pumped the semen inside of her. He wanted her to open for his cock, but he wanted her to become swollen with his child even more.

  He angled his fingers down to caress the spot inside her that would make her climax again. Indigo leaned her head down and thrust her hips back toward him, trying to take more of his fingers with his every thrust.

  She kept calling out to God as he thrust into her and pressed her g-spot. His semen slid over her skin and he used his other hand to rub it into her ass and back. It was the most erotic thing he could imagine, and he’d spent a lifetime imagining what he might do with a mate of his own.

  Indigo went silent and then let out a strangled moan as her body contracted on his fingers again. Her entire body quaked and quivered as she climaxed. She fell forward. Moving away from his hands, she writhed on the bed with the cutest little moans.

  “Why don’t you fuck me?” she asked, panting.

  “Your little cunt cannot take me yet,” he growled. Resisting the urge was a torture he would not be able to endure much longer.

  “But I want to,” she said. She got up on her knees and faced him. She was so small. So fragile. He wanted only to protect her, even from himself.

  “You don’t know what you are saying.”

  “You’re right. You’re cock is huge. Jesus.” She blinked as she looked at his already hardening cock. “But it works for the other girls. I don’t see why it wouldn’t work for me.”

  “You still need time. I can tell your pussy is not ready to open to me.”

  “How will you know?”

  “By your scent.”

  “Is my vagina going to get bigger or something?”

  “It will simply become more accommodating.”

  “I know how important you are to the Earth and to the Draconians. I don’t want to be the reason we lose this war.”

  “Worry not, little mate. You are not the cause of any disturbances. It was my own stubborn resistance to my inner dragon that caused the delay. I should have gone for you the second I learned of your existence.”

  “How much longer will it take for me to be ready?”

  “Perhaps a day.”

  “Can you wait that long?”

  “I must. There is no other way.”

  Chapter 14

  “I really need to bathe now,” Indigo said, rolling out of the bed. “You can come with me and give me more of those pheromones you keep talking about.” She had been come on twice today, crash landed on the moon, and shot down a Mulgor fighter jet. She seriously needed a bath.

  “It would be my pleasure,” Vlosh said, following her to the bathroom.

  The bathroom had been redesigned, too. The Draconian tub was still there but a shower had been installed as well as a normal, human throne. There were counters and mirrors and marble tile like an upscale spa or hotel.

  “Wow. This is gorgeous. I think this is my favorite room in the apartment so far.”

  “I’m glad you approve.” He leaned down and kissed the back of her shoulder.

  “Let’s take a shower,” she said, moving toward the huge, walk-in shower with rainwater faucets high overhead. She stepped in and turned on the water, and it sprayed down at just the right temperature. She let out a little moan of pleasure and stepped inside.

  The water drizzled over her skin. It felt so incredibly good after the day she’d had. Vlosh followed her into the shower and stood with her under the big faucet that dripped rainwater over their sweaty skin.

  She picked up a bottle and smelled the contents. It was floral and musky at the same time.

  “What is this?” she asked, squirting some into her hands.

  “It is an all-purpose cleaning agent used in the mating process. It is an aphrodisiac,” he said in a low growl.

  “An aphrodisiac, huh?” she said, giggling.

  She rubbed the soapy oil over his chest, running her hands over his tantalizingly hard muscles.

  “You are so sexy,” she said, purring. “I can’t believe how lucky I am to have a man like you.”

  “It is I who am lucky,” he whispered as her hands moved further down his abdomen. She took his penis in her hands and began to stroke him. He growled and picked up the bottle she’d set on the side of the shower. He squirted some into his own hands and began to rub it into her hair and over her breasts.

  “What a pleasure it is to wash my mate,” he said.

  He squeezed her breasts, running his thumbs over her nipples. She moaned and continued to move her hand over the rigid length of his shaft. Vlosh worked the soap through her hair and let the water rinse it the rest of the way out.

  His hands moved down over her behind, rubbing and squeezing the round globes of her ass. His fingers dipped between her cheeks as he leaned over her. He rubbed his hand between her legs, washing her there.

  The sensation of his hand on her pussy with the aphrodisiac soap sent a tingle of excitement through her core. A naughty thought entered her mind. Vlosh had been so giving in the sex department that she wanted to give him a taste as well.

  There was a stool at the edge of the shower where the water still sprayed from different directions. She took his hand and led him over to the stool where she knelt down. Vlosh was so tall, if she’d knelt on the ground under him he would have towered above her.

  Kneeling on the stool, his cock was right at the level of her face. She grasped him with her hands and began to caress his shaft.

  “What are you doing, my mate?” he asked, his voice gravely with desire.

  “Giving you pleasure,” she breathed. “I’m not a greedy lover.”

  “There is no need for such things,” he said, but the words caught in this throat when she ran her tongue up the length of his shaft.

  He growled and leaned forward, bracing himself with both hands against the tile wall.

  “Where did you learn such a thing?” he stuttered.

  She didn’t respond. Indigo held the base of his cock firmly in one hand and moved her tongue up and down his long, thick shaft.

  Her mouth came to the top, and she sucked his wide girth into her mouth. There was no way she could fit all of him in her mouth. Her jaw was already stretched wide, just taking in the head of his cock.

  She could taste his pre-come on her tongue and moaned at the flavor of him. Determined to taste more of the salty-sweetness of his seed, she moved her hand vigorously up and down his shaft, keeping him inside her mouth.

  Her tongue played over his head, circling around and over his sensitive flesh. He ran one hand through her hair, groaning.

  “I can’t hold back much longer,” he growled.

  That was pretty much the idea. Indigo put her other hand around his shaft, using both to move up and down in a quickening rhythm she knew would drive him mad.

  She sucked at the head of his cock, moving her hands over him the way she wanted him to fuck her.

  His impossibly large penis drew wider between her palms and nearly suffocated her with its size. She barely had the entire hea
d in her mouth and the width was almost too much for her.

  He growled and gripped her hair. She could feel the tension in his muscles as he held back his instinct to thrust hard into her face. She gushed her own arousal and squeezed her legs together in excitement.

  With every passing second, the feel of Vlosh’s cock in her hands and mouth only encouraged her to stroke him harder and faster.

  He roared over her, trying to move away. She held fast, pumping him with her little hands.

  “I will spill in your mouth,” he groaned.

  In response she sucked harder. He relented to her control and moaned with his release. It shot at the back of her throat in a forceful explosion.

  She pumped several more times, sucking the last of his seed from inside him. It tasted so good. It made her so wet to have made him come in her mouth.

  With a final kiss on the head of his cock, she let him go, panting. She had nearly come herself from the arousal. She could feel her pussy throbbing, ready to take him.

  Was this her body growing able to accommodate his size? She leaned back against the cool shower tile and looked up into his onyx colored eyes.

  He gazed down at her as if he’d just learned the meaning of life and the wisdom of the ages.

  Indigo smiled up at him. She finally felt like she was an equal partner in all this. From the beginning, Vlosh had taken control of the whole situation.

  Now, she’d shown him something he’d never even dreamed of. Excitement and pride welled in her chest, and she giggled as she watched his chest heave with his heavy breaths.

  “Where did you learn to do that?” he asked again, finally sitting next to her on the bench, spent.

  “It’s a typical human mating practice.”

  “Human males get this often?” he asked, shocked.

  “Probably not as often as they’d like, but yeah.” She giggled again. She’d done it a few times with her ex-boyfriend, but it had never been anywhere close as hot as this.

  “Human males are so lucky. They have women and this mouth sex.” He shook his head as he pondered it.

  “Maybe, but they don’t have everything.”

  “No?”

  “For one thing, human men aren’t nearly as sexy as you. They certainly aren’t as well endowed.”

  “They also don’t have you,” he said, leaning over to kiss her forehead.

  “That’s for damn sure,” she said, leaning over the throw her arms around him. She leaned her head against his chest with the warm water spraying their naked skin.

  A beep sounded through the bathroom, startling Indigo and making Vlosh grimace.

  “What is that?” she asked as he began to pull away. She didn’t let go, and he stayed sitting beside her.

  “I’m being hailed from the bridge. I have to go.”

  Chapter 15

  Vlosh hurried to the bridge, angry that he’d been called away from his mate. The time he’d spent with her had quieted his dragon from a high alert emergency to a state of enraged agitation.

  “What is it?” he growled at his officers.

  “Sir, the Mulgor have launched an attack on Earth,” his first mate said.

  “They made it through our fighter jets.”

  “They’ve launched heavy missiles from the mothership. They will make impact with the planet in less than fifteen minutes.”

  “Launch fighter jets. Take down that missile,” Vlosh commanded.

  Damn.

  He’d been distracted with his mating impulse and had left the planet undefended. The human population of the planet below would pay for his weakness. Vlosh had never been a man who shirked his duty. No matter how much he was coming to adore his human mate, he had to protect the Earth for the continued survival of his own race. Not to mention the survival of humanity.

  He sat at his captain’s chair as he watched Draconian jets launch from the command ship. They barreled through space toward the oncoming missile. The heavy missiles were flanked by Mulgor fighters who would not allow the Draconian ships within close enough range to take them out.

  “Launch the second fleet,” he commanded, hoping he could out maneuver the Mulgor ships.

  Another fleet of fighter jets sped through space, shooting lasers at the Mulgor craft and heavy missiles. Their attacks took out several Mulgor jets, but they still couldn’t attack the big weapons. It drew closer and closer to Earth with each passing second.

  “What is the target of that missile?” Vlosh asked.

  “It will land on the city of New York in no more than forty-five seconds,” his officer said.

  He swore in Draconian.

  “All weapons on the missile, now,” he growled.

  All of the Draconian jets regrouped and focused on the missile shooting toward Earth.

  “Are we within range to shoot?” he asked.

  “We are now, sir,” the officer stated.

  “Fire away,” Vlosh shouted.

  A massive laser beam fired at the missile, barely missing several fighter jets. The missile was pushed off target but did not explode or go off course.

  “Fire!” Vlosh growled.

  The command ship fired again, pushing the missile further off target.

  “Impact in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1…”

  The missile disappeared into the Earth’s atmosphere and Vlosh’s heart sank.

  “Where did it hit?” he asked.

  “The missile impacted downtown New York City.”

  “Damn it, men. How many casualties?”

  “We cannot yet make those calculations, sir.”

  Vlosh stood from his chair with a growl and began pacing the bridge. His dragon screamed in his brain, urging him to go back to his bride. He had just allowed millions of innocent humans to be killed because of his distractions. He had to get himself under control.

  But that didn’t seem to matter to the beast within. It scraped at his mind viciously until Vlosh could barely stand it anymore. He couldn’t think, couldn’t lead. He was barely a man anymore so much as a crazed animal. He wasn’t any good to anyone like this.

  “Don’t wait so long to hail me if something of this nature happens.”

  “Sir, your mating impulse…” the first officer said. Vlosh growled down at him. How dare he question a direct order?

  “You will hail me. Continue the assault of the mother ship. Do not allow for any time to lapse between attacks.”

  “Yes, sir.”

  Vlosh stormed off the bridge. The anger raging in his chest was as boundless as it was formless. He wanted to punch something or someone. He had failed as a general and as a man, and the shame of it would kill him if the screams of his dragon did not drive him mad first.

  He strode to his apartment, grimacing with rage and regret. When he opened the door, the scent of his bride pushed him over the edge.

  “You are ready,” he growled, his voice more dragon than man.

  Chapter 16

  Indigo sat at the new dining room table, eating a bowl of her favorite cereal she’d found in the new kitchen cabinets. Vlosh entered the room and she knew there was something going on by the look in his eyes. His expression was half crazed and full of lust.

  He sniffed the air and stared at her.

  “You are ready,” he said, his voice inhuman. Her heart jumped and she was instantly covered in goosebumps.

  “Ready, really?” she asked, suddenly afraid of his intensity. She barely recognized him through the power of his animal gaze.

  “Stop talking and come here,” he said, pointing to the floor in front of him. He flicked the spot at the side of his neck that made his uniform contract.

  Indigo was wearing only a bathrobe after the long shower. She hadn’t bothered to get dressed or change when the man delivered her clothing from her crashed ship.

  She sucked a sharp breath. His cock seemed harder and bigger than ever. She slowly stood from her chair and stepped across the room to stand in front of him. He grabbed the lapels of her bathrobe and yank
ed them open, revealing her nakedness underneath.

  “I cannot control him,” he said, his voice was so thick and growling, Indigo felt a wave of panic erupt in her gut. She began to breathe in heavy pants as he pushed off what remained of her clothing.

  He put his massive hands on her shoulders and turned her around over the back of the couch that faced the big windows, looking out on space.

  Vlosh gripped her hips and rubbed his cock over her slick pussy. She was wet, despite her fear. He was right. She was ready for this. He ran his hand down her spine, pressing her further into the pillows over the couch.

  All she could do was rest her body over the edge and hold on. Vlosh pushed the head of his cock against her opening. Impossibly thick, he pressed inside her. Indigo’s eyes shot wide open. The view out the window showed a mass of shooting stars flying by.

  Vlosh held tightly to her hips and sank himself inside her with a loud roar. A screaming moan ripped from her throat as his massive phallus filled her beyond anything she could imagine. The walls of her channel stretched around him, enveloping him in their softness, yielding to his hard power.

  “Vlosh,” she cried out as he sank to the base of his shaft. His testicles brushed against her swollen clit, exciting her further.

  “I don’t want to hurt you,” he growled, gripping the back of her neck as his other hand rubbed up and down her spine.

  “It’s okay,” she managed before he stopped speaking and gripped her hips tightly, digging his fingers into her flesh.

  He drew back and thrust again, this time even more violently than the last. She groaned with pleasure and pain. He was so big, and she was stretched to the limit. But her body had accommodated his size. The pain was only from the newness of it, not a tearing pain that could hurt her.

  Vlosh growled and began to pump in a steady rhythm. Indigo panted with each thrust of his hips. He lifted her off the floor and slammed into her from behind.

  Indigo’s breasts brushed against the textured fabric of the couch and Vlosh touched all the pleasure zones inside her body.