by Andrea Allen
She loved this. She tried to keep quiet, biting her lip and letting out little whines of pleasure. She was happy she did put that fan on in the room before she spoke. He was ravaging her, getting as deep as he could, and with each and every thrust, she felt as if she was in heaven. He started to increase the pace, wasting no time as he got deeper into her aching pussy. Her body seemed completely complacent to his actions, her hips moving at the same pace as his own, and before she knew it, he angled himself up, pushing his cock right over her g-spot, causing her to cry out with need and pleasure each and every time.
Sure enough, she knew she wouldn’t be able to last. After a few more thrust, she began to cry out, tensing up with aching need as she felt her eyes widen, her back arch, and the sudden force of her orgasm as it completely decimated her body, making her feel nothing more than the sheer pleasure of it. It was heaven, pure and utter heaven, and before she knew it, she felt Norman push himself inside of her once more, pushing his cock deep before he let out a low groan, tensing up as he spilled himself into her.
It was an amazing feeling, being inside her tight hole and cumming hard against her body. He felt like he had won the lottery, that this was the prize that he always wanted. before he could think straight, she then pulled back, looking at him with a smile. The two of them collapsed onto the bed together, their breathing growing softer and softer with time.
“Fuck,” he said to her.
“Yeah. You said it,” she replied.
“I can’t believe this was even happening,” he said to her.
“Yeah. It feels almost like a dream,” she told him.
They looked at each other, the nature of the situation obvious. They then pressed their lips to one another’s, holding each other there for what seemed to be forever. It was then when he pulled back, looking at her with a small smile.
“Well, I’m excited to begin the next leg of our journey together. We get to tomorrow, when we start our new life.”
“Same. I love you Norman, and I can’t wait to begin this new adventure, with our child as well,” she said.
The rest of the night was spent cuddling one another, the happiness that they felt knowing no bounds. For Kayley, she was scared of the future, but at the same time she felt like she was also ready to face it. It felt nice in a sense, truly a magical journey for herself, and for him as well.
The next day, they got on the flight together, not trying to bring too much attention to themselves. When they got back, he was put in the housing they provided, and she joined him there soon after. Most of the people didn’t put it together, but the few that did were surprised, but they did congratulate them on their baby and such.
They ended up having a little girl together named Anna. Anna was gorgeous, and for Kayley, although she had seen many births at the hospital she was at, the birth of her own daughter was something completely different. It was a sign that their love flourished, that they would continue to feel the love that they had for one another no matter what.
She continued to work at the hospital, which was much easier on her than at the old military hospital. She didn’t have to see death as much, and while it was still there, she didn’t have to take care of the patients coming in with broken limbs all the time. She started to work more in neurology and urinary health, which was still scary, but often, it was much easier on her than the elements she faced before.
As for Norman, he worked in technology, but soon he was a stay-at-home dad. He still made a lot of money, but he got to spend time with Anna. Kayley took maternity leave, but she made more than Norman, so he did his work at home while she was out.
However, even with all of the changes in their lives, and how hectic it did become, the three of them managed to become a family. Kayley was happy, and when they did tell their parents, at first it was considered weird, but they accepted it, and they did love Anna as well. It was a happily ever after for everyone, and for Kayley, she was just happy to find him again, and for him, he was happy to find the high school sweetheart that stole his heart once more.
THE END
Bonus 24 of 30
A Dragon’s Desire
Description
Could they be star crossed lovers? When a fierce dragon shifter meets a fiery vixen, flames erupt between the two of them. Once they’re together the hot romance can only get hotter!
Trevor is an age-old dragon shifter that had looks far behind his years. He saves his words for the trees and flowers out in the wild, which isn’t much to say about his social life. Being one of the rarest shifters is rough on Trevor. It almost seems like he’s lost all hope.
That’s when she arrives…
Brenda gives Trevor the shock of his life. She’s adventurous, sensuous and might be the only woman to ever accept his true nature. But when the chips are down and there’s no one there to help him pick them up, he can’t help questioning himself. Did Trevor make a mistake or is Brenda really the woman for him?
Chapter 1
A dragon’s den is quiet. The cold walls and slumbering dragon within them did little to disturb that fine silence. Rising and falling with each gentle breath, scales the color of the night’s sky itself and claws sharper than its jagged fangs was Trevor. It’d been a long time since he’d felt the need to leave his sacred den. His home.
Far too long.
Time seemed to pass differently for Trevor when he was in dragon form. The hundreds of years he’d lived did little to make him feel the shift between human and beast. He knew deep in his heart that because of his half-form it would be hard enough to find a lover. It was only a matter of time before that love had to be whisked away by the cold hands of death.
“Grr…” Trevor grumbled, smoke rising from his nostrils. “God…” he groaned as he batted at the air with his powerful claws. The swipes shook the cave and brought stalactites crashing down all around the dragon.
Trevor woke suddenly. Startled. He couldn’t catch his breath in time. Cautiously he looked around his den, swinging his tail around and wings in front of him as defense. It didn’t take long for him to realize what had woke him as he looked up at the ceiling and then all around him. The small shards of minerals reflected the light trickling in from the sunrise right outside his cave.
It was as if the fragments had been dripping in sunlight from the way they twinkled in Trevor’s eyes. He took a deep breath and lay back, bringing a piece into his claws to fiddle with. It dawned on him, slowly, that it was another full day he’d spent on his other form. Trevor, as he was so called, hadn’t even attempted to change into his human form for the longest time.
Excuse after excuse came up in his mind. Why do I need to change anyway? Being a dragon is so much easier. He scoffed at the thought of having to deal with people again. With being rejected again.
A thought that’d been nagging him came up. You’re not worth her time... The fear of rejection for his true self, mixed with the need of mate, drove Trevor to a painful self-induced confliction. He wanted nothing more than to share his life with someone. His fears and his desires while they could spend all they could with him. In the deepest parts of his heart, though aching, he missed the feeling of warmth, being with someone regardless of how it ended.
Growing frustrated with himself, Trevor got up and lumbered out of his den. As his tail trailed behind him out of the cave’s mouth, the sun greeted Trevor’s scales with warmth all over. He sighed, taking in the sounds of the birds in the trees just waking up, and the fresh air full of moisture from the nearby river. This… this is home… he thought.
The lush forest going on for miles, far from his home in the bustling city was the one place Trevor could breathe. He walked around self-made walkways and paths though the tall oak trees and evergreens lovingly sprinkled all over. Birds flew overhead just above his horns. The ground beneath him shook with every step and Trevor swore that he could feel every animal in the forest moving in time with his footsteps.
“So lovely,” he cooed to the
patches of flowers scattered about. His claw swept a few up and carried them to the tops of the trees just to watch all the petals fall. “Delicate and desirable. Shame I wasn’t born half flower…”
He couldn’t take his words wholly seriously and coughed up a chuckle. Taking a stroll through the forest, naked in the morning’s wake, he couldn’t help feeling like something was missing. He mused upon himself while conversing with the trees and the squirrels, but the thought still stirred him. These thoughts aren’t going to go away are they? He wondered, taking a spot by the rushing rover.
Trevor clawed at the ground as he thought. Damn. If I can’t even enjoy myself here what’s the point? There’s not even a chance trying with people anymore either… He fought against the mixed feelings welling up in his chest and making him shift around.
There was that one girl though… In flashes the memories came back to him. First meeting on a computer screen and then meeting in real life. He knew he had a chance with this girl. He’d already gotten the first part done.
He didn’t know how long it’d been since the last time he’d spoken to her—to anyone. What was her name again…? The image of a petite girl with auburn hair came to mind, but not a name. Trevor shook his head. Probably not that important. If she can even remember me.
A snort of fire singed the thin grass at Trevor’s claws. His tail thumped behind him in contemplation. If I do this, this could change everything. Might as well take a chance, right?
No reason not to…
With a sigh, acknowledging that he’d given in, he spread his wings and took to the sky. It didn’t take long for him to feel his heart race and his claws shake.
It was finally time to go on a date.
Chapter 2
Dressed in a shabby dress shirt and matching dark pants, Trevor walked out of the parking lot and up to the restaurant. A few others walked alongside him. Several pairs, each a man with a divinely dressed woman clinging to his arm. Seeing them from the corners of his eyes as he made his way to the front door of the small, but classy looking black and red building made him feel uneasy.
The feeling of unknowing mixed with numerous doubts started to creep up in the back of his mind. He nearly choked on his own words as he walked in and went up to the hostess to ask about his reservation. “Excuse me, sir. May I help you?” she asked with a kind smile. The petite brunette waited patiently as Trevor checked the time on his watch again. It’s 7:30 on the dot. There is no way that she wouldn’t be here by now, Trevor thought as he forced himself to swallow the knot forming in his throat.
“Yes, um, my name is Trevor Sull is there a Rebecca here?” The hostess sifted through her notes, but judging by the look on her face she was readying herself to give Trevor a negative answer. Starting to quietly panic a little, Trevor added: “Sorry, I’m a little later than I scheduled. I was hoping to meet someone here around 7 o’clock instead of 7:30.”
The hostess shook her head and set her pen down to look at me. “No, it doesn’t look like anyone came through with that name. Are you sure you got the time right?”
Trevor wanted to look away as his hands balled into fists. He could feel the dragon clawing at his heart in a flash of rage, but he swallowed it and stowed his dragon away. If he lost it here, he’d cause more than just a scene and it’d make his night all the more horrible. “I’m sure of it,” Trevor growled under his breath, traces of his dragon fighting against him.
The hostess, not knowing what else to say, uncomfortably rubbed her hands together and said, “I’m sorry sir.”
Just before she could say, “Is there anything else I can help you with?” Trevor cut her off with a sharp snarl.
Trevor growled again, stuffing his hands into his pockets and turning away from her. “Don’t be.”
***
Countless cars whisked by Trevor as he shuffled down the sidewalk on his own. Brisk winds found their ways into his dress coat, making him shiver. The man in him always hated the cold, but the dragon in him loved it. It was just another thing that he couldn’t agree with within himself. Another thing that drove his inner turmoil that seemed to slowly rip his humanity apart.
He could feel the dragon biting at him and clawing at him—begging to get out. The anger he’d felt back at the restaurant was still of burning at his core, but the flames were starting to dim. The combination of the cold outside and the sadness took its toll on the man overtaking the beast.
With no one around to blame but himself, Trevor couldn’t help but feel as though things were hopeless for him. Will I ever find the one? Could I ever find the one? The questions swirled around his head as he asked himself again and again. In the back of his mind he knew there had to be someone out there that would accept him for who he was, but he wasn’t lucky enough to find them.
At least not yet.
Not even his closest friends knew of his condition as much as he wanted to tell them. He just figured it’d end up the same as his relationships did: hardship and heartache. All for a brief moment of happiness. All was for not. Even in a city full of people he still hadn’t found her. Just knowing he had each and every opportunity helped keep the burning anger deeper inside of himself and made the sadness all the heavier.
Most people would be frightened to walk this route alone in the middle the night. Especially since there was hardly a passerby. A few streetlamps had gone dim along the way, making it hard to see occasionally. Trevor had walked down this path so many times that the fear that once struck him as he trudged down the street now turned as cold as the air around him. Thanks to his dragon, he knew that nothing bad could happen to him. Even if it did, he’d only need to growl or snarl at his pursuer. He’d seen the looks in previous men’s eyes when they looked at him as a beast. No longer a man himself, he imagined that he looked at them the same way. He looked at them with a gaze that would sway the sturdiest of wills and lower any gun they dared to point at him.
Trevor kept his eyes on the sidewalk watching the passing lines as if they’d help distract him from his thoughts. He knew there was no point in looking up. There was hardly anyone out at this time of night—at least on this block. The crowd he was used to passing by would come around later, so he didn’t have to worry for a while. In a way, he almost wished that he would bump into someone who’d knock some sense into him.
“Help!” shrieked a feminine voice to Trevor’s right.
“Huh?” He froze and looked around, waiting to hear the sound again. Did I imagine that…?
“Ah! Someone help me! Please!”
The dragon in Trevor jumped at the voice and he immediately locked onto the sound, turning his attention to the sound and peering into the dark alley in front of him. He stared into it for a while, looking for any sign of movement as he took a step forward and then another. His movements were stiff—silent as he crept further down the alleyway.
“Shut the fuck up.”
Trevor caught the low growl a few feet ahead of him. Without a second thought, the beast in him came out and he snarled, charging forth to see a man cornering a woman by a dumpster. Trevor towered over the man and shadows covered his face now looking more akin to a dragon than a man. The man slowly turned around asking, “What the hell…?” Before he could face Trevor, Trevor grasped the man at the sides and tossed him to the side.
The woman gasped, and Trevor growled as the man’s knife fell to the ground and he crashed into a scrapheap nearby, creating a loud clamor. The man struggled to get up, trembling as Trevor turned his attention away from the woman and lumbered over to the man. Trevor growled lowly, leaning down to check on him. He didn’t move, but Trevor could hear him breathing—gasping for breaths. He’ll be fine, Trevor thought as he took a deep breath and started to revert back into his human form. When he stepped back into one of the lighter spots in the alley, his face came into view.
She shivered as he came near as Trevor towered over her the same as he did the man who was threatening her before. “Are you all right?” Trevo
r asked softly, keeping a respectful distance from her.
“I…I think I’m okay…” she replied just as quietly.
“Are you sure?”
She nodded. “Y-yeah… I live another block or two from here, so I think I’ll be all right getting back.”
Why are you looking at me like that? Trevor thought as he stared into the woman’s blue eyes and looked over her long, wavy dark hair. “All right. Take care, all right?”
Trevor started to back away from her, but the woman reached out to him and grabbed his arm saying, “Stop!” He paused. “W-wait… Is that really it?”
“What do you mean?” Trevor asked, still facing toward the entry to the alleyway.
“You…you saved me and we don’t even know each other’s names…”
Trevor shrugged and said, “I figured you wouldn’t want to be bothered by another guy after that. Did I…guess wrongly?” Trevor slowly turned around to face the woman who’d let go of his arm.
She held out a hand and said, “I’m Brenda.”
“Trevor,” he replied as he took her hand, shaking it. “I’m sorry if I seem a bit off… I haven’t been having the best night…” Trevor said as he looked off to the side.
Brenda shrugged, but tried to smile a little as she said, “Don’t worry about it. As you can probably guess… I haven’t had the best night either.”
“Yeah…” Trevor grumbled as his eyes trailed over to the body still at the other end of the alleyway. “Why don’t we get outta here? Who knows what else could jump out at us?”
They walked side by side out of the alley. Trevor looked over at Brenda and asked, “So, how’d you wind up in that mess anyway?”
Brenda scoffed, wrapping her arms around herself. “It’s not a usual thing for me, I promise. I’ve gone home on nights worse than this without a scratch on me, but I guess tonight my luck ran out.”