Second Chance with the Shifter (Stonybrooke Shifters)

by Leela Ash

  She looked down at the ground, her face flushed a deep red. She’d never been with a man before, but that one seemingly innocent gesture had been more pleasurable than how she imagined sex would be. Clayton’s eyes danced. He had his answer.

  Her breath was taken away as he pressed his hot lips against her mouth, and she shuddered as his tongue began to massage hers. He gripped her tightly in his strong arms, steadying her as her legs became weak.

  “You’re so beautiful,” he said, his reptilian eyes glowing sensually. She moaned in pleasure as he lifted her up and held her tightly, pressing her back against a tree and kissing fervently down her neck. She could feel the intensity of his longing, as they continued to kiss, and roamed her hands up and down his large biceps. She had wanted to touch his muscles for a long time, and she gripped them hard, closing her eyes in bliss as she felt him grow hard against her thigh.

  “I can’t believe that you’ve cared about me all this time, and I never knew who you were,” she whispered into his ear, gripping a handful of his hair. She always felt like she had been saving herself for something, but she never would have guessed that it would be anything like this.

  “I always wake up and go to sleep thinking about your safety,” he said, dropping hot kisses on her clavicle and running his strong hand up and down her side. She tensed up as her body was overtaken by tendrils of pleasure. He rested his hand on her thigh, kneading it until she was gasping for more. He allowed himself to slip his hand under her skirt as he freed one of her large breasts from the confines of her gown. A deep, guttural moan escaped his lips when his fingers grazed her wet opening.

  “How are you doing that?” Krista gasped, her full lips hot and breathy in his ear. He was doing his best to restrain himself and go slowly, knowing that if they were a pair, as his father and mother had been a pair, then this would be the first time for both of them. The pleasures were new and immense. There was suddenly a warm weight on his groin, fingers gripping his shaft and daring it to push the boundaries of his flesh. He moaned as his member grew swollen in her grip, throbbing with a need he had never known before.

  She buckled her hips against his hand and he allowed her to drag her wet mound down his wrist while she slid her hand over the length of his shaft, exploring all of its curves and ridges with gentle, maddening strokes. Krista finally couldn’t resist her curiosity and pulled his hard cock out of his pants, pressing it against her thigh and bringing a moan to her lips. She had never wanted anybody so badly before, and he hissed as the head of his cock met the hot, inviting cavern between her legs.

  His hands roamed up and down her body, caressing her every curve until his fingers brushed the hard mound of her nipple. She bit back a cry of ecstasy, tightening her grip on his shaft. He closed his eyes as a surge of pleasure jolted through him. She finally released her grasp on his cock and drug her nails down his back, giving him more room to ease himself between her legs. She leaned her head back in ecstasy as he began to introduce her to the whole of him. He went slowly, relishing every moment. Krista groaned deeply as she felt every curve of his shaft pushing the boundaries of her body, pressing hard inside of her until she was choking on a gasp that was a mixture of pleasure and pain.

  “Are you all right?” he asked her.

  She kept her eyes squeezed tightly closed but nodded and he began to thrust slowly, unable to hold himself back any longer.

  “Fuck,” she whispered, biting onto his shoulder to keep herself from crying out any louder.

  Suddenly, it happened. He pushed through the seal that had defined her as a virgin for so long. Clayton stopped, staring at her with wide, concerned eyes.

  “Don’t stop,” she breathed, pulling his waist close to her middle. His green eyes shimmered darkly, unable to hide the animal lust that had was brimming just beneath his composed façade. He was overpowered by his need and slammed his cock into her as hard as he could. She cried out in ecstasy as his body began to show her just how powerful it really was. He kissed her neck and kneaded her breast, covering her mouth with his to stifle the cries of pleasure she emitted every time he pulled himself out of her and slammed hard inside of her again.

  She wanted it to last forever, but her body had other plans. The mounting pleasure that they had been working toward reached its peak, and she had nowhere to go from there but up. Her body trembled beneath Clayton’s as his perfect cock shoved into her one last time. Her body shuddered powerfully, clenching him tightly as she released a flood of hot cum around his enveloped member. He closed his eyes, hissing in pleasure as her body milked his dick as she came, until he could no longer hold back the forceful eruption of his hot seed. They both moaned deeply, a need in them so fully satisfied that they both collapsed to the ground, gripping one another fervently and holding each other tightly. The feelings as the waves of pleasure crashed against her until she was all but screaming out loud.

  Finally, her body shuddered powerfully as her orgasm nearly knocked her off her feet. He hissed in pleasure as her climax began to flood against his shaft, and unleashed another round of tireless jackhammering that left her breathless and aching for more. Finally, she felt him tense, and moaned in bliss as his hot seed spilled inside of her. It was like a volcanic eruption that brought her to the height of her climax.

  They fell limply into each other, panting as he slowly pulled himself out of her. They were silent for a moment as they pressed their foreheads together. She suddenly felt light, as if she had become weightless. She knew, without truly knowing, exactly what that meant. She looked at Clayton, contemplating whether or not she should tell him or if she should keep it to herself.

  Maybe she shouldn’t get his hopes up, and maybe she wasn’t even right. But she did know that her intuition was telling her that her body was no longer hers anymore. His seed had managed to impregnate her with just one go. The thought somehow made her grow hot again, and she took his gorgeous face in both hands and kissed him passionately.

  “Want to try that again?” she whispered, and Clayton grinned.

  “I’d love to.”

  THE END

  A Dragon to Save Me

  Novella 2 Dragons of Kaldernon

  Leela Ash

  Copyright ©2016 by Leela Ash. All rights reserved.

  No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic of mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.

  Chapter One

  Kala was cold.

  She couldn’t see or hear anything except the gentle rustle of the wind dancing with the trees around her. She grasped at the cold dirt and realized that she was lying on the ground. When she tried to open her eyes, a searing pain flooded her head and she groaned. What was going on? Where was she?

  As the light streamed in through the tiny slits in her eyes, she became more panicked and squeezed them closed again. She couldn’t remember anything about who she was or why she was lying in the strange smelling forest. And were the leaves on those trees really green? That seemed strange and off-putting somehow. Maybe she had seen it wrong when she’d managed to peek out from her closed eyes. She would have to let her eyes adjust to the light before she tried that again.

  Kala struggled to sit up, shielding her eyes from the light so that she could gradually get used to the painful sensation of keeping her eyes open. Why couldn’t she remember who she was? A tight fear was gripping her heart, but she knew it wouldn’t be helpful to drown herself in that. She would have to do her best to stay calm.

  Finally, she was ready to face the strange new world and opened her eyes slowly, lowering her protective palms from her face. It was true, the leaves on the trees were green, and the trunks seemed woefully thin for some reason. Were they diseased? She couldn’t be sure.

  If they were, she should probably get out of there as quickly as possible, in case whatever had infected them was contagious. Maybe
it was what had caused her to lose her memory. The thought was troubling and urged her to her feet. She would have to find her way out of here one way or another. She wasn’t sure she liked the way the forest smelled. It was so different from what she expected. Did that mean she was far from home? She couldn’t be sure, but she did know that she had to get out of there and get some help.

  Chapter Two

  “Zaden, why must you be so foolish?” Janes growled.

  Zaden sighed. Janes really took training seriously. Zaden had always considered him a nuisance when he was bored and decided to do his own thing to liven up his training. Even more baffling and frustrating to Janes, Zaden couldn’t see the point of working so hard to strengthen his human body when he was already a dragon shifter. If he ever got himself into trouble, then all he had to do was shift into his dragon form and start causing some trouble.

  “I’m done for the day,” Zaden said.

  “Done? I’ll tell you when you’re done! You know that Clayton wants us all as strong as possible. The Kersh clan depends on it!”

  “I’m already stronger than all the other men here!” Zaden exclaimed. “Why don’t you help them and leave me alone?”

  “Zaden-“

  But Zaden wasn’t listening anymore. He had already turned his back on Janes and was hurrying into the woods, his blood boiling. If he stayed there any longer, then Janes would end up getting in his face and regretting it, and then Zaden would have to face Clayton, leader of the Kersh clan. It wasn’t something he was interested in doing. And besides, he had been telling the truth. Clayton himself had been training him for a long time. He’d been orphaned at a young age and the clan leader had taken a special interest in him, saying that he saw potential in the young boy when everybody else only saw a pain in the neck.

  He knew Clayton would understand, but still dreaded having ‘the ‘talk; with him again. The one about discipline and team work and learning how to follow orders. Zaden just wasn’t that kind of man. He had grown up lacking authority and didn’t need it as an adult either.

  He inhaled deeply, allowing the luscious scent of the forest to lift his spirits. Nothing made him feel calmer than exploring the beautiful trees surrounding the perimeters of the clan. He looked up, peering through the canopy of the trees at the world above. Kaldernon shone above him, an aurora of colors that, as far as he knew, were only visible in the world where his people had originated. Only the dragon shifters and the creative Lonis, their female counterparts on Kaldernon, were able to see the world thinly veiled between the fabric of space-time. The dragons had a home there, one where they weren’t forced to resort to hiding from the cruelty of humanity and the ever looming threat of war on Earth.

  He was about to head to his favorite spot – an area near a river where he went to be alone and mull things over – when he paused. Being part dragon meant that he was able to hear and sense things in his human form that other humans might not be able to, and far into the distance he sensed movement; rustling and sniffing. Was somebody encroaching on the Kersh clan’s territory?

  The clan had been forced to double their efforts to be extra careful after the evil group of founders, who called themselves ‘The Guardians’, had tried to take away Clayton’s new wife. They were always trying to come up with new ways to wipe out the dragon clan and the Lonis, who were their counterpart in the world above. Lonis, the creative, spiritual, sensitive creatures, were able to carry shifter children and sometimes even divine the future. If the founders were coming to take away the Lonis who had fallen to earth through the rip in the space-time continuum once and for all, the dragon clan would surely die out.

  Zaden glanced behind himself, wondering if he should call for help. If there was a group of Guardians, it might take more than just one man to defeat them. Unfortunately, had already put a lot of distance between himself and Janes. He would just have to handle this himself.

  Chapter Three

  Kala had been walking for hours and still hadn’t found her way out of the strange forest. If the noxious fumes of the strange, diseased trees were any indication, she would probably die soon and may never recover her memory. The thought dissolved her into tears. She was cold and alone, and couldn’t believe what was happening to her.

  Suddenly, she heard the piercing crack of a twig snapping and looked up toward the sound, her lavender eyes wide. A man, tall, serious, and topless, was sauntering toward her. His muscles rippled with the effort of his movement, and his serious, sea green eyes stayed fixed upon her as he approached. She swallowed hard when he stopped directly in front of her, his dark blonde hair falling in front of his chiseled face as he looked down at the spot where she was resting, tears still streaming from her eyes.

  “What’s going on?” he asked casually, as if they had known each other for years. He was the first person that she had seen, and it made her nervous. However, something about him was comforting and familiar. Maybe he had been her friend. The thought made her heart leap with hope, but not too high.

  On the other hand, she had no idea if he might have had a hand in her lost memories. Maybe they really had known each other before she had lost her memory, but they had been enemies.

  “I…do you know who I am?” she asked. He crinkled his nose and backed away. Apparently the question was off-putting.

  “No, but you sound like one of those snobby humans who think their money is enough to make them famous throughout the world. What’s that about?”

  He tilted his head and raised an eyebrow at her.

  “No, it’s just that…I’m lost,” she said quietly. She shuddered involuntarily from the cold and Zaden raised his eyebrow in alarm.

  “Oh, I’m sorry. Are you all right?”

  “It’s just…”

  Before she could finish, a man in a dark brown robe leapt toward them from the trees.

  “What have we here!?” he said with a cackle. “Looks like exactly the person we’ve been looking for!”

  “Shit,” Zaden sighed, glancing from the girl to the man, a Guardian with an evil gap-toothed smile on his face. He turned angrily to the girl. “Did you do this to lure me in here? Was this a trap?”

  “Of course she didn’t,” the Guardian cackled. “We’ve been looking for the girl.”

  “Why?” Zaden asked. The girl looked frightened and confused, and shrank closer to the ground, squeezing her eyes shut in fear.

  “She’s a visitor here,” he said mysteriously, and raised his weapon to fire at the girl. She was hiding her face, weak and tired it seemed; too confused to understand any of what was happening. Zaden growled and lunged at the man, knocking him far back into the trees. He landed with a painful thud, but an ominous cackle rose from the foliage where he landed.

  “It’s too late,” he said. “More are coming.”

  Zaden unleashed a powerful roar. It silenced the man’s laughter and the girl looked up in confusion and terror.

  “We have to go. Now.”

  “But –“

  Zaden didn’t wait for her to finish her thought. He lifted her onto his shoulders, carrying her how he had carried lambs in the settlement for special feasts, and ran with everything he had to take the girl as far away from the approaching Guardians as possible.

  Chapter Four

  Zaden didn’t stop running until he could no longer smell or hear the Guardians. He had no idea how they had been able to sneak up on him like that. All he could guess was that he had been too distracted to realize that they were approaching. He had run far, further away than he had ever been from the Kersh clan before. Although it made him nervous, he wanted to stay composed in front of the beautiful, mysterious woman.

  She had white-blonde hair, long and flowing to her waist. The effect made her look angelic and pure as snow. When she fixed her lavender colored eyes on him, he was startled by their intensity. He had only seen eyes like those once before, but he couldn’t place where he had seen them.

  “Who are you?” she asked softly, sh
ivering in the spot where he had put her down.

  “My name is Zaden,” he said, lifting his chin at her as if she had tried to challenge him by questioning him. She wasn’t sure what the point of copping an attitude with her was, especially after he had saved her from the creepy man who had been after her. The man, who Zaden had mumbled was a Guardian as they were running, smelled awful and made her nauseated.

  “Thank you for saving me, Zaden,” she said as formally as possible. She felt as if there was some kind of custom she should be performing, but for the life of her she couldn’t remember what it was and hoped a simple verbal form of gratitude would suffice.

  “It’s nothing,” he said dismissively. He pretended not to look at her, but in reality he couldn’t help but stare at her from the corner of his eye. There was something strange about the woman. It gave him an odd feeling of nostalgia.

  “I suppose you can leave now, right?” she asked hopefully. The man was intense and made her nervous. She wasn’t sure what to make of him.

  “Not if the Guardians are after you. There’s a reason. Did you break out?”

  “Break out?” she asked, furrowing her eyebrows in confusion, imagining her body covered in hives.

  “No then,” he said thoughtfully. “Hmm…”

  She suddenly realized what he might mean.

  “Break out from where?” she pressed.

  “Nowhere,” he said. “Nowhere you want to go or know very much about. Those guys are monsters, and if they’re after you, then there has to be a good reason.”

  “I see,” Kala said. She was becoming more and more alarmed, but she wasn’t sure how much of her situation to share with this man. He was extremely difficult to talk to. There was a rough edge to him that didn’t feel particularly safe or welcoming. He was certainly arrogant. And yet he had saved her.