Kissed By The Dragon (Paranormal Shifter)

by JJ Jones

  He dropped me off in front of the house, begging me to consider what he had said, asking me to understand that I had haunted him since he had seen me in that club on that fateful night. I tried to ignore the strange feeling that was growing in the pit of my stomach, but it was some combination of the scattered emotions I had felt since I began my crazy little adventure. I didn’t know whether I loved or hated it, but I was in it and I had a lot of decisions to make and I had no idea what they were going to be.

  To tell the truth, there was a part of me that felt like whining about my situation, but it wouldn’t change anything, and anyway, I couldn’t be sure that any of this was a bad thing. I was thinking all of this as I climbed into the back of the limousine that had brought me here. The driver wasn’t in the vehicle. I looked around, curious as to where this man could have gone. Maybe he was in the bathroom. I climbed back out of the vehicle, looking for some sign as to how I was going to get home. He didn’t show up, and I waited, not really knowing how I would get home if my driver didn’t show up.

  “I can give you a ride.” The smiling voice had snuck up on me.

  I jumped and looked around. Not really knowing who was speaking. “What?” It was a response out of shock because the surprise had temporarily shut down my ability to process language or something like that. I don’t know the real reason; I’m just making things up. I don’t really know why I said that. I searched for the speaker. It was Toby, stepping out of the shadows by the mansion.

  “I can give you a ride home if you need me to.” He was smiling, but there was something behind it. I just couldn’t trust him. I had seen him try to attack Alistair one too many times to be able to trust Toby anymore.

  “I’m sorry. I was just going back inside.” I rushed back to the door, eager to get away. I took off out of the ballroom once again, avoiding the party that didn’t seem to be slowing down at all. I ignored it and shuffled through one of the side doors. I was following a young couple, but that didn’t last long. I veered off from behind them and zoomed through the halls, eager to get out of my unique situation. I felt a little strange, a little strained, but I was alone, and a little scared. Toby had frightened me.

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  The hallways were dark and a little ominous as I made my way deeper and deeper into the belly of the mansion. I really don’t know what I was trying to escape to or where the driver was, but I was afraid that Toby had killed him. I know now that my driver wasn’t dead, but that he had been drugged and hidden in another room of the mansion. I didn’t know that at the time however, so I was in a state of panic. I struggled to find my heart because it was beating so hard that it felt like it had grown enough to surround me. All I could hear was the thumping of my heartbeat in my jaw. I struggled with it, trying to find my way through the darkened hallways and wondering how I had gotten this far into the mansion. I had already passed those portraits and had ended up in a part of the mansion that didn’t look like it saw any visitors.

  None of that mattered anyway. I was lost and alone. I considered calling Alistair, but remembered that my phone hadn’t fit into my clutch so I had chosen to leave my phone at home. It wouldn’t have been appropriate anyway, not at a function like this. I struggled with my own head, forcing myself to calm down, to take a break and try to figure out where I was. The truth was, this entire ordeal had been exhausting. I started to open doors, the first one looked like a bedroom and I fumbled for the light switch, flipping it on when my fingers touched it.

  The room was beautiful, but there wasn’t a personal touch to it. Don’t get me wrong, the room was full of luxury, but it didn’t have personal pictures on the wall or anything like that. I wanted to know more. Was this a guest room? I looked at the bed. It was covered in a pure white comforter, plush and elegant, and just slightly mussed. This was someone’s room. My eyes covered the room, searching for a phone, hoping that I would be able to call someone. I hadn’t thought about a landline in a long time, but there wasn’t one there.

  The room was quiet, a comfortable coolness existed there and I took one tentative step through the door. The threshold was behind me and I gazed through the room. Everything looked neatly put away, but no real creativity was there. It was simple, yet expensive. I liked it. There was something comfortable here and I plopped down on the bed while I decided what I was going to do with myself. Should I wait? Should I rush back out and try to find a way to escape from this cavernous house? I didn’t know what I wanted to do. This wasn’t exactly a decision that people made every day.

  There was a window, with heavy white curtains, but still they were the kind that blocked out outside light. I peeked out. I was looking at the courtyard, the vehicles were nowhere in sight. I craned and stretched my neck, half expecting someone to jump out at me at any time. I was waiting for a crazed killer to hunt me down so I let down the curtain and checked the closet and attached bathroom. This room belonged to a man, that much was obvious, and whoever this man was, smelled amazing. I slipped out of my shoes and closed the door. I didn’t want to be discovered, yet, I kind of did. So I left the light on, so anyone who was looking could see the light spilling into the dark hallway.

  I was comfortable here and I sat on the bed, trying to decide what to do with myself, wondering if the party was still going on. It didn’t matter because I really just wanted to get out of this dress with the horrible corset. I started to undress, carefully draping the garment over a chair in the corner. Now I was naked.

  “I didn’t really think this through.” I laughed at myself and started going to the closet. “I’m sure no one will mind. I’m lost and I just needed to get out of this dress.” I was reasoning with myself.

  In reality, I had no idea how someone would respond, or if I would even be given a chance to explain, but still, I was exhausted and just wanted to be out of the beautiful dress and it’s uncomfortable bits and back into normal clothes. Whoever owned the closet seemed to wear a lot of button up shirts so I slipped into one and pulled my panties on underneath it. After a quick trip to the bathroom to remove my makeup, I crawled into the bed, ready for my day to be over.

  If you’ve never slept in the sheets of rich people, I would suggest that you remedy that immediately. Not that I’m condoning breaking into the most expensive house on the block, but it might be a good idea to make some friends and get invited over to their house. I cannot even begin to explain the heavenly nature of the bed that I had found myself in. For whatever reason, I did what I did, I cannot make myself regret the feeling between those sheets and with my head on that pillow. It was like a cloud and I wondered how much it cost to sleep on a cloud like the one that I was sleeping in. It was probably way out of my price range. It didn’t matter and I felt my eyes starting to close. I was tired.

  I woke up to the door opening and huddled under the covers, suddenly embarrassed by the fact that I was wearing this man’s clothes and sleeping in his bed. I felt vulnerable and hoped that he wasn’t some sort of creep. I was curled up under the covers, pretty much out of sight and I did my best not to move. I just listened to him walk in.

  “Lights on?” He asked the question and I knew who it was. I was in Alistair’s room. “Must have left it on. By God, am I exhausted.” He was groaning.

  He didn’t say anything else for a while and I heard him move around the room. I pictured him running his fingers through his hair and pulling his mask off, getting ready for bed. I hadn’t seen any pajamas in the room. I struggled to decide what I was going to do about this entire ordeal. Here I was, hiding in his bed. I wondered when he was going to notice my dress or my shoes, but it seemed to take an eternity.

  “What’s this?” He finally asked the question and it was time for me to reveal myself. I sat up slowly and he jumped a little. “What are you doing here?”

  “I’m sorry. I got lost.” I looked at the floor.

  “It’s fine. I just wasn’t expecting you.” He was staring at me like I had descended from the sky. I imagine that I stare
d at him the same way when he was in his dragon form.

  I didn’t know how to explain it to him. “My limo driver was gone. Toby was there, being creepy, and I ran away. I got lost.”

  He grinned. “It takes some getting used to.”

  “It looks bigger on the inside.”

  He shrugged. “It’s built into the hill.” That was starting to make sense.

  “I’ll go if you want me to.”

  “Would you believe me if I said that I don’t want you to leave, that I’d be happy if you stayed in that bed for the rest of our lives.”

  “Don’t you think that it’s a little early to be talking like that?” Still I enjoyed hearing it. It was nice to have that kind of explanation for the reason that he seemed to be taking in every second of me.

  “Probably.” He sighed. “Look, I’m sorry. I can get you home if you want to go.”

  “I don’t know. This whole night has been exhausting.”

  I didn’t want to say that I was seriously considering staying. I wasn’t ready to say that yet, but I wanted him to just kind of read my mind and not make me answer the question he was implying. I think we were both in that kind of uncomfortable situation and someone was going to have to stop beating around the bush eventually, but I wasn’t sure if it was ok for me to do it. That’s not exactly how an enlightened woman is supposed to feel about it, but there I was, trapped in the society that I had been raised in. Trapped in the mind-set that I couldn’t make the first move. None of those feelings really made sense.

  “I’ll call them to track down your driver and we can get you home.” He made the promise.

  “No, it’s ok. You can just have them send him home, if that’s ok with you.” I was tired of playing these games with him. There really was no need for it.

  “I would love that.” He sat on the edge of the bed and sent out a text.

  I didn’t know where it was directed too, and frankly I didn’t care. I reached up and touched him and the spark shuddered down my spine once again. I felt the magic and I knew that he felt it, too. I had a curiosity about what it would be like to sleep together in the bed he slept in every night. We had already been in my bed, and been together in a hotel room and in one of the seemingly thousands of rooms located in this mansion. What would it like to spend the night in this bed?

  It was already the wee hours of the morning. He leaned in and kissed me, his hot lips descending upon mine. I leaned back and he crawled over me. His shirt was gone and he was already wearing just a pair of boxers. I had one of his shirts and my panties. Together, we almost had one outfit, but that wasn’t going to last long as his lips devoured mine. We both shifted the blanket out of the way as he climbed on top of me, claiming my body as he covered it. I felt amazing. There was something about the way he moved, like a gentle beast, passionate, but unwilling to do act ungentlemanly. I felt safe in his embrace as he wrapped himself around me, settling down between my legs.

  He shifted my panties to the side and groaned as his fingers slipped over my most sensitive areas. I wanted him more than anything else in that moment. It wasn’t like that kind of feeling had been very far from me in the past couple of weeks. I wanted him, but I didn’t know how I felt about that. He must have noticed my hesitation because he pulled back. That made my decision for me. It was what I wanted and pulled him back to me.

  He entered me like a storm as my body contracted around him. We both lost ourselves in the rhythmic motion that we were sharing. I moaned and writhed under him, my body grabbing at his. He kept moving as my nails dug into his back and my legs wrapping around his waist. He kept moving as I called his name, and he smiled about it, that driving him a little crazy as he started to move just a bit faster.

  That sent me over the edge and I clung to him as if my life depended on it. My body clenched and contracted around him, holding him into me, spurring him on to move just a bit faster. He was starting to change the rhythm just enough to keep the waves of passion flowing over me, washing me in orgasmic bliss. I lost track of everything, how long he had continued to move. We finished together and sagged into the bed, both of us needed rest with desperate abandon. I slept in his arms that night and it was something that I had needed for a long time, the warmth and comfort of loving arms.

  Epilogue

  We had been dating for almost a year when he asked me to marry him. Alistair had always been an amazing man and I was eager to walk down the aisle for him. I had gained a new family among the dragons and dragon-blooded people of his world. My entire life had been lived to come into this world and I was excited to learn everything I needed to learn.

  The wedding was on a Sunday in April and I was in heaven as I carefully dressed. I had chosen a blue dress, one that was very close to the dress that I had worn to that fateful party, the first time that I had spent the night in Alistair’s bed. I hoped he would appreciate it, but there was no way to tell until the ceremony started. The old woman, Alistair’s grandmother, was observing all of the little superstitions that I had grown up with and a few more that must have been specific to the world where the dragons existed.

  When I walked out, I could see Toby in the audience, he was watching us. He still felt the jealousy that had caused so many problems between him and the best friend that he had grown up with. He didn’t cause any trouble, but it was easy to see that he would have enjoyed causing some sort of chaos that would have ruined my special day. I chose to ignore him and walked up to my groom. I loved him, that much I had come to discover in our almost two years together.

  Our wedding day was magical, full of thousands of flowers that I just couldn’t name and the best cake that I had ever eaten in my life. My cat and I had already moved into the mansion and we were starting to find our way around the place. It wasn’t as confusing as I had originally thought and our wedding was in the grand ballroom, a magical event, surrounded by the kind of lights and decorations that only an insanely large budget could buy.

  I loved it; the pampering made me feel like the world had been laid out on my feet. Still, some of the things in this life made me uncomfortable, but I was getting used to it and Alistair was changing some of the outrageous expenditures of money that he had been used to. It was a stretching and changing our lives to match each other. That’s what that day was meant to represent. We were coming together so that we could grow together, aging and figuring out where we belonged in connection to each other.

  He was my dragon, my Alistair. I took his hand at the end of the ceremony and he led me off to our bedroom. We were late to the reception because we had started our wedding night early. It was a special kind of magic that we shared and I wouldn’t trade it for the world.

  THE END

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