Fangs, Flames, and Allure_A Reverse Harem Romance

by Zara Zenia

  “I don’t understand what happened back there.” I point down to the Earth. It’s a tiny ball now of green, white and blue that we are spinning away from. Soon, it will become a pinprick, a tiny speck of dust swallowed up in the great sea of nothingness.

  Katie shrugs as if the world is no big deal anymore. Her nonchalance and cool, calm and collected attitude has my balance off its mark.

  “Are you going to elaborate?” I ask her.

  I don’t want to become frustrated with such a beautiful girl like Katie. I feel like I need to be on her good side, no matter what happens. The war is going to pull in her favor. Even though she seems more confident now, she still reminds me of a delicate flower that must be watered and cared for, nurtured around the clock.

  “You are right,” Katie whispers, staring out the window again. “Something is different.”

  “You seemed to have done a personality flip,” I chuckle. “I mean no offense,” I add as an afterthought.

  Katie looks at me. “None taken.”

  “There is something different about you though,” I acknowledge with agreement. I lick my lips and lean closer to her. She smells like the soil, but in a tantalizing way.

  She smiles and stares back at me, sizing me up. I wonder if she’s trying to read my emotions. If she is able to figure me out, she doesn’t mention that kind of hidden talent now. She’s mysterious, in a way that surges me into blind and raw attraction to her.

  Her shorts are riding up, exposing more thigh than if she were standing. She shifts her weight and I swallow hard, noticing the tingle as it begins to shift a current through my cock.

  She runs a hand through her hair. Her nails are perfectly manicured in a subtle aqua blue color. Her lips part subtly and she stares at me with seduction.

  “What are you trying to tell me?” I squeak.

  “What do you want me to tell you?” Katie purrs and edges closer to me.

  My eyes wander to the cleavage pillowing out from under her shirt. Even through her safety harness, they are squeezable. My hands itch to reach out and grab them from underneath.

  “Why aren’t you nervous anymore?” I ask.

  Katie pouts. Her bottom lip juts out in something reflecting either denial or disagreement. “Did you think I was nervous before?”

  “Maybe.” I scratch the back of my head. “I didn’t think you wanted to be with us.”

  Katie leans back in her seat. Her eyes study me, up and down. I watch her facial features contort as emotions I can’t adapt to struggle to maintain a balance in her mind.

  “What happened out there?” I recite again. “You seem so powerful. Why are you so strong?” My tone isn’t jealous, it’s curious. I want to be able to have a front row seat into the window of her soul.

  “There is one thing I haven’t mentioned yet.” Katie bites her bottom lip, nibbling on it until the traces of subtle lipstick are so faint that I can barely tell the difference between where the natural color begins and the painted on version begins.

  “What is it?” I don’t even realize I’m clinging on to the sides of my seat until pain slices through my hand as it rubs against an unsmoothed piece of metal underneath. “Ouch,” I exclaim and rub the injured area.

  “Are you okay?” Katie takes my hand in a breezy manner. Her touch is warm, soft. Her fingertips are slender and sleek, like little pieces of heaven grazing against my hand.

  “Yeah…” I trail off in a fuzzy cloud of desire. “I’m…fine I guess.”

  “Good.” Katie’s eyes lock with mine and the event burns my corneas.

  “When I was out there in the woods with Roger,” she begins again. “We had an encounter.”

  “With who?” I lean closer to her. I’m only an inch or two away now.

  “A dragon flew right overhead,” Katie stated.

  “A dragon?” I lean back in my seat and shake my head. “Impossible.”

  “Only it’s not impossible because it happened.” There is no leeway in Katie’s expression or the tone of her voice. She affirms this testament as if her life depends on it.

  “Okay,” I whisper. “Go on.”

  “At first, the dragon appeared to be ready to plow right into us with a ring of fire,” Katie recounts. “Roger was scared.”

  “I knew it.” I laugh, snorting a little.

  Katie eyes me with annoyance. She pauses until she knows I won’t make an outburst like that again.

  “Um...sorry.” I clear my throat sheepishly.

  “Anyway,” Katie breathes. “I also thought the dragon intended to harm us by hovering over our path. Its eyes were slits of animosity. Its nostrils flared with contempt.”

  “So, how did you get past the damned thing?” I ask impatiently.

  “I stopped it.” Katie’s voice rings through the ship with profound, noble leadership.

  “Really?” My hushed voice is barely audible as I stare at the beautiful blonde woman in front of me in awe.

  “I told it to go home,” she says in a monotone.

  “And it listened?” It is a difficult image to believe, but Katie’s expression is serious. Her blue eyes are nearly gray, like stone.

  “Yes,” she nods, “it left shortly after that.”

  “Wow.” I am in disbelief, or shock. Maybe a little of both.

  “The dragon was sent to Earth to destroy the good I intend to do,” Katie proclaims. She begins unstrapping her harness.

  “What are you doing?” I lean back and observe her. “What good are you talking about?”

  The sultry grin curls across Katie’s lips. Her cheeks flush with enthusiasm. Her eyes burst with color again as I feel a pop of chemistry between us.

  “In order to find out, we must mate.” Her tone is mischievous and daring.

  “Okay.” My throat is dry. My head spins and my heart pounds with anticipation. “I just need to put the ship on automatic mode so that it will fly in the right direction.”

  Katie reaches a slender arm over me to lean against the control panel. “It’s taken care of now.”

  Chapter Forty-One

  Katie

  My arm gently grazes against Ken’s leg. His eyes flicker with lust, glowing even greener than usual.

  “Your eyes are intense,” I point out.

  “They do this sometimes,” he explains. “Especially when I’m turned on.”

  “Are you turned on right now?” I nibble on my bottom lip in expectant anticipation of his answer.

  He stares at me in silence for a few brief seconds. His eyes remain locked on mine. He’s searching for the perfect answer.

  “You are really beautiful,” he says eventually. His voice is crackling, nothing like the brooding, domineering alpha demeanor he normally emits.

  I swoop my legs across his lap, so that I’m sitting on top of him. I wrap my arms around his neck.

  “If you think I’m beautiful, then you need to kiss me,” I breathe into his neck.

  He groans softly. “Are you sure this is a good idea?”

  I raise my eyebrow and pull away from him, sizing him up. I know by the very generous bulge growing in his pants that he wants me and proves that sex between us is inevitable.

  “Your erection answers that question for me,” I tease.

  “Oh…right.” His cheeks grow a shade of darker green.

  “You are nervous?” I ask.

  “No.” He clears his throat and his eyes change, darker. They remind me of the color of pine trees now.

  “Then take me,” I demand. “Right here, right now on this spaceship.” I gesture with my arms in the air.

  He grabs me with impatient force, pulling me closer to him. His eyes are wild and hungry. His grip is painful, as if he’s afraid I’ll slip away into the universe if he loosens up on me even slightly. I like it and welcome the motivation driving him into oblivion.

  “That’s more like it,” I cry with building passion.

  “I’ll show you what sex with a dragon shifter is supposed to be li
ke,” he roars with excitement.

  He flips me over, paying no attention to the fact that now we are both floating through the cabin of the ship, defying gravity while we attempt to rip each other’s clothes off.

  My destiny on saving the universe is rooted in the fact that I need all four of these guys eating out of my hand. I need to make sure they are all wrapped up in me and completely absorbed in my love and what I can provide for them.

  Judging by the way Ken is nibbling on my neck and gently tugging on my hair, I know he’s caving and will soon be bendable and easily persuaded.

  “Right there,” I moan as he reaches two enormous fingers between my pussy lips. He pushes past the sensitive folds of skin, opening the slit between my legs.

  He grins from ear to ear as he’s met with a soaking puddle already. “Wow, baby, it doesn’t take you long.”

  “I told you already how much I want this,” I whisper seductively into his ear before taking a bite into it.

  He yelps briefly and eyes me. His features go from suspicion to devilish in zero to sixty. “You are one naughty girl.”

  “That’s what you want, right?” I say and give him a tantalizing stare.

  He groans again and presses his lips to mine. I arch my back and gasp as he pushes me against the wall. His fingers are exploring my ripe, wet pussy as they slip and slide out of my gash with ease.

  “Does that feel good?” he whispers into my neck.

  I’m beyond the point of being able to formulate a sentence in response, and I’m barely able to utter a word, so I just nod my head viciously.

  We are upside down together, swinging through the air as he attempts to keep me held up against the wall. He’s adventurous and playful. I know that in order to get through to each of the guys, I have to play by their rules without them even realize that I’m doing it. As long as I play their individual games and hum to the same tune of their songs, I’m going to be successful in my mission.

  I wrap my legs around Ken’s naked waist, attempting to help him hold onto me better. His green cock throbs against the side of my bare thigh, making me tingle. “Are you going to fuck me?” I beg. My heart races. My pulse is quick, running through my veins. I’m pleasurably sabotaged by the moment, and thunderstruck by the girth throbbing on my leg.

  “Are you sure you can take me?” he croons with a sly smile splashing across his lips.

  “Is that a dare?” I say and raise an eyebrow, giggling while we hold onto each other.

  Ken takes the bait. He groans as he slides his fingers out of my saturated pussy. “Your clit is so swollen,” he says. “Let me make you cum first.”

  “Do it the other way,” I order.

  “Like what?” He looks confused.

  “With your tongue.” I curl my tongue out from my lips ever so slightly and slowly graze it across the sides of my teeth.

  “Oh yeah,” Ken wails and pushes his head between my legs.

  In an instant, I’m taken to a new level of pleasure. I cry out in ecstasy as Ken’s tongue swirls a love poem onto my clit. I grab a fistful of his hair and squeeze, pushing his head further between my legs.

  I can’t breathe, it feels so incredibly good. My pussy is soaking his face as my nectar drips down his chin. His tongue is like magic, hitting against the drum of my pleasure center, my clit.

  After a few seconds of this, I know the eruption is coming. The orgasm is brewing like a storm surge. It swells in the ocean of my ecstasy and then I burst.

  “Oh wow,” I exclaim, convulsing with my orgasm. Ken’s face remains buried between my legs until I regain full control over my muscles again.

  “How was it?” He beams as he wipes my cum from his lips. His mouth is glistening and wet.

  “Amazing.” I grab the back of his head and push him into my lips, tasting myself. “You need to do that more often.”

  “Are you telling me this is just the beginning?” Ken’s enthusiasm pours from his body like a fountain.

  “You have no idea.” I grin and giggle, pressing a finger to the side of his mouth to shush him. “Now take me.”

  Ken holds his cock like it’s his most prized position, a sexual weapon he intends to use to both of our advantages. He gently pushes it between my legs and I watch as his green cock opens my pussy lips with the tip of his shaft.

  I hold onto the metal bars above me, expectantly waiting for Ken to fill me up. This is going to be a great fuck. All the stars are aligning in the sky, anticipating the moment of impact.

  Ken pushes his rocket booster inside of me and I gasp at the intensity of his full throttle burst of energy. He rocks back and forth with me for a few moments as we blend into a rhythm, becoming one. I wrap my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. I hold on for the ride of my life as Ken begins to fuck me harder and faster.

  “Oh yeah,” I moan. “Right there,” I whisper. “It feels so good,” I breathe sexily into his neck.

  Ken grunts, but doesn’t say a word. His face is contorted into laborious concentration. He has his eye on the prize. He’s goal oriented and he wants to cum all over me in an explosion of marking his territory.

  I let him have his way with me. Ken is the type of guy who wants to be in control of the situation. I graze my fingernails up and down his back, leaving red claw marks that ripple on his green skin. Ken doesn’t mind. He’s completely absorbed and enthralled by me and my wet pussy.

  He grabs the metal bars above his head too, and pumps in and out of me as I keep my hold on him. His green cock slides in and out of me with ease, making slippery, sexy sounds with each thrust.

  He grunts and groans as he works on me. A cloudy expression glazes over his eyes and I know he’s close to the finish line. “I want to cum all over you,” he says even though I anticipated him saying that very statement.

  “I want you to,” I say seductively, enjoying the erotic moment.

  Without another word, Ken cries out with guttural pleasure. The veins in his neck pop and bulge. He pulls his enormous green weapon out of my pussy and shoots his ammunition all over my tummy and bare breasts. It’s hot and salty as it sprays onto my skin, one of the amplest loads of cum I’ve ever seen.

  “You had quite a buildup,” I tell him with a playful laugh after he wipes me down with a towel a few seconds later.

  “Sorry about that,” he says sheepishly.

  “It’s okay.” I lift my hand to gently stroke his cheek. “I liked it.”

  Ken trails his eyes from my stomach up to my eyes where they lock on me. “You are a special girl, Katie.”

  I kiss his soft lips, and an electric current sends a rippling effect through my spine. That’s how I know I’m making the right decisions here. “You are one of the good ones, Ken,” I tell him. “I admire your intuition to see the light.”

  Chapter Forty-Two

  Katie

  As we descend back into the Earth’s atmosphere, I stare down at the white fluffy clouds that look like cotton balls floating through the sky. The ship hurtles toward the ground at a manageable speed. Ken is pressing buttons on the control panel console while I dreamily glance out at the ethereal beauty surrounding me.

  It’s time for me to be the gentle spokesperson that blends the universe together and accommodates peaceful living in the surrounding planets. My heart pounds with anticipation. I don’t know how the guys will react to my proposal or my plan. I could be met with backlash, or it could go the opposite way.

  I pray for their favor and praise. If I can just get them to visualize even a subtle promotion of how profoundly amazing our lives could be when worlds collide, then I’m here for all the right reasons. Fate is something that chases a person, not the other way around. It’s just a matter of whether that individual will turn around and be strong, saying, okay I’m ready. Lead me to my destiny.

  I am at the point where my mind shift is happening in the flesh. I’m swirling through the whirlwind of passion, desire and the eager need to amend caving cities encompasse
d by chaos.

  It is time to not think of ourselves as weapons to eliminate the enemy. We must congregate together and be the missing puzzle pieces that leads to tranquility. The guys are probably already aware of this testament on some level.

  Otherwise, they wouldn’t have ever agreed to lock themselves up in a vampire den while they wait to see what my next move will be, their token savior. It’s not by choice. I’m not a savior by nature, but I accept my role and will gladly see it through.

  A few minutes later, Ken parks the ship next to the tree that leads to the den. I’m growing fond of this wilderness. I climb out of the car and stare up at the sky. A dove purrs nearby and a squirrel bounces from tree to tree. Mother Nature is beautiful and glorious and something to be in awe of, respected.

  “What’ going to happen now?” Ken approaches me and places his hand gently on the small of my back.

  “Let’s go inside and talk to the others,” I instruct. “From there I will explain everything.”

  Ken nods. “Okay, let’s do this.”

  He’s fully onboard. I can see it in the way he gazes fondly at me as if he trusts me with every fiber of his soul.

  When we trek through the darkness in silence, we finally reach the den where Brent, Roger and Carl are waiting for us.

  “Hello,” I greet them with a warm smile.

  Roger and Brent stand up and take a few steps toward me. “Are you alright?” Brent asks. He strokes my cheek in a protective manner.

  “I’m great.” I smile at Ken who beams and then blushes, skirting his eyes to the floor. “Katie wants to offer up her advice and wisdom for what should happen next,” he relays to the others.

  I glance around. All eyes are expectantly on me. “It’s true,” I admit after taking a deep breath. “I know exactly how to fulfill my purpose. If you all can just keep an open mind and let me explain—”

  “It’s okay,” Brent and Roger say in unison. “We are ready to listen to you. That’s why we sought you out in the first place.”