BBW ROMANCE: Taming my Alpha Dragon (BBW Alpha Male Shape Shifter Romance) (Contemporary Paranormal Science Fiction Fantasy Short Stories)

by Raeden West

  “That’s fucking insane… YESSSS.” I gyrated and thrashed on the bed, twisting and turning and hoping to God that I would not pass out. From his vantage point, I must’ve looked like I was having some sort of seizure.

  I could’ve sworn that I was smoking after coming back down from the kind of orgasm that every woman has been waiting for a man to give them. He was on his knees with his cock pointing straight out like some kind of divining rod for pussy. He looked a little frazzled.

  “I don’t know what that was, but I hope that it wasn’t painful for you.” I shook my head to tell him that it wasn’t. I gathered what was left of my energy and pulled myself up on my elbows. He came towards me, until his cock head was just barely touching the lips of my sex. I took a deep breath and watched with my mouth agape at how he slowly began to stretch me to accommodate that large presence.

  “I want you to really take it all in. Don’t be in any rush and there’s no hurry.” That was for his benefit, but also for me. Feeling the pressure of those inches sliding by the resistance of the lips was just about the most exhilarating thing that I had felt in a long time. Before long, he was buried and holding still with his face staring off into space. He was looking at me, but it was more like he was looking through me. His mouth was slightly parted and he had this smile that told me that he wanted to do this again.

  I thought for sure that I was going to have to slap his face to snap him out of it. Suddenly, he blinked and then he started to fuck me like a soldier who has just returned from war. I was taken out of my game. I was spread lying there and letting him have his way with me.

  “That’s it, get that cock in nice and deep…fuck me. Drive that God damned thing into me, and don’t stop until you see the whites of my eyes. I know that you can feel me wrapped around you. That heat and tightness is meant to take you out of your comfort zone.”

  He wasn’t really listening. He looked like a wild stallion running headlong to the finish line. He was pounding and breathing hard rounding that corner and seeing that victory was at hand.

  “I can’t stop… I want to go faster.” I didn’t think that was even possible, but then he proved that he was up to the challenge. “I don’t know what this is, but I love it.” I had my hands holding onto his ass. I was squeezing the cheeks, as he gave me the fucking of a lifetime. I don’t think that any man could have done better. He really did exceed my expectations. It was a good thing that I was soaking wet, or the friction burn alone would have been quite painful. The speed in which he was moving was inhuman and I had to believe that some of his own alien physiology had come into play.

  “You’ve done it now…oh my God…this is going to...FUCK MEEEEEE.” I humped up against him with my body acting like it had a mind of its own. I was taking him deep and then pulling back out with the inner muscles now grabbing him tightly. I was trying to help him along, but it appeared that it was not necessary. He had everything well in hand.

  “The feeling has returned, but even stronger than before… AHHHHH.”

  I didn’t know what this meant for us, but at that moment the only thing that I cared about was my own pleasure. I crippled him with that feeling, as he surged forward and gave me one injection after another. Amazingly, he still had a full chamber, even after exploding with such ferocity into my mouth. I gave in to the feeling of complete satisfaction, as I laid back and felt him exit the sweet embrace of my hole.

  He fell forward and landed on top of me with his mouth against my neck. “If that is the way that you have babies on your planet, then we’re going to have a big family.” I felt like I didn’t want to be any place else. “I’m going to give you this one opportunity to reject my proposal. Believe me, it’s not something that I will give to anybody else.”

  I think that he respected me enough that he wanted to make sure that this was what I wanted. I didn’t think that it was, but tasting the fruits from his tree of life had changed my mind.

  “I will give you that heir and maybe a few more for good measure. I don’t have anything back on Earth to tie me down.” He cuddled up behind me and I could feel that his skin was clammy to the touch. He didn’t need much of a break, before he was getting me to show him other positions like doggie and reverse cowgirl. He was an avid student and I was looking forward to many lessons. Life was more interesting. I think he found that he liked having this kind of sex and wasn’t about to let it go without a fight.

  Breathless, he told me after five hours that his favorite position was taking me from behind. I found myself telling him to slap my ass and pull my hair. That was definitely not like me, but I found that I could be open and honest with the one person that I thought that I could trust. I’d always just done whatever the guy wanted to do, but this was different. We were feeding off of each other’s energy. Believe me, I made him go down on me one more time with that vibrating digit. I don’t think that I would be able to get used to something like that, but I was willing to give it a try with a smile on my face.

  “You have no idea what you’ve done. I was content on using your body for procreation, but now I want so much more than that.” I was lying against his chest and I felt content. It was the first time that sex was not a bitter disappointment. I had always enjoyed it, but I knew that there had to be more to it. Phoenix had shown me that I didn’t have to settle for something that was mediocre and mundane. This was extraordinary and I wasn’t going to let somebody else get a taste of his type of god-like loving.

  “I may have given you food for thought, but you also did the same thing for me. I’ve never had a man be so attentive and willing to let me take the lead. I’ve decided that this is really where I want to be, and nothing short of wild horses is going to pull me out of your arms.”

  We stayed there and talked for hours, before once again succumbing to our baser instincts. There were times when we were doing it that he lost concentration. The environment of this tropical getaway changed to a wide open field and even the back seat of a car. I had some interesting memories that involved a car and a boy with the hands of an octopus.

  When we got to his planet, I was already showing, which made his people very happy. I was going to live with him and hopefully one day I would find my way back to my own planet.

  For now, I had a man that cared for me and every so often he would show me the beauty of his natural form. It was like I had never lived before. This was my time to finally find the happiness that had eluded me all these years.

  THE END

  Knocked Up by a White Dragon

  Chapter one

  “I just want to go on record to say that this is a very bad idea, April. I know that you can handle yourself and that doing this is something you want, but I can’t do this with you, although it’s pretty obvious the reason why.”

  My best friend Eric was a paraplegic. It happened on one of our adventures. I thought that he would forever hate me for it, but he never did make me feel guilty even though he had every right.

  In contrast, I was still young and strong and virile. I was wearing a pair of cargo pants with necessary pockets to have literally everything at my fingertips. A girl had to be prepared.

  “April, you heard what the guide said. He expressly made it quite clear that you should stay on the given path.”

  “Eric, you know me better than that. Why would I want to go on the same trail that everybody else has gone on hundreds and hundreds of times? There’s no adventure in this. You know how I crave the unexpected and the unpredictable. You’re exactly like me even in that wheelchair. You can’t tell me that you’re not itching to crawl on your hands to do exactly what I’m doing.”

  My caramel skin had always made him quite the horn dog. We had consummated our relationship one night after a few ill advised shots of whiskey that went right to my overactive sex drive. We never regretted that moment. We soon realized that we were better off as friends and it wasn’t six months later when he had his accident.

  “You know that I would be the
re in a heartbeat to support you. I don’t want to see anything happen to you. It’s not every day that I have a female bad ass Black woman with me who knows how to take care of herself. I would hate to think that I would have to walk down those dark alleys alone.”

  He was making fun of me and the fact that I had taken classes in martial arts. I liked kicking ass and I had no problem turning the tables on my instructor.

  “I just wish that sometimes you would think things through before you act on them. Then again, that wouldn’t be who you are. I wouldn’t want to change you, so if this is something that you need to do, then by all means you have my blessing. It’s not like you need it. You’re going to do what you want to do regardless of what anybody else says. I could stop you and have you detained by the police. I have that medicinal medicine on me and I could easily stuff some in your bag and have you taken into custody.”

  I knew that he would never do something like that, especially with someone that he called a friend. “Eric, you worry too much. I’ve been taking these insane risks since I was a teenager. I know that I’ve given my parents some sleepless nights and there’s no doubt in my mind that those gray hairs were a direct result of my adventurous spirit. I am not content if I’m not pushing the envelope and I think we both know that. I’ll admit that you getting injured made me rethink how I’m living my life. I realized that I’m doing exactly what I want and who could ask for anything more. If I’m meant to have an accident or die doing what I love, then I will die with a happy smile on my face.”

  I was the ballsy African American woman that had no problem showing the world how tough I really was. I had mastered classes in Tai Bo and Judo, not to mention rock climbing. I’ve even tried my hand at extreme sports like snowboarding and skiing. I wasn’t comfortable sitting still and it was probably the reason why I was alone. Old boyfriends would try to get me to settle down, but I just couldn’t stop living. Maybe I was taking a page out of Eric’s book and letting him live vicariously through me, because that was the only way that he could do any of the things that I was doing these days.

  I could sense that he was staring at my chest and those D cups were nicely snug inside my oversized denim shirt. It didn’t negate the fact that he had already seen them and it had given him the right, as an ex-lover, to envision them over and over again.

  “I may worry too much, but you don’t worry enough.” He was talking to my chest and I felt kind of a giddy thrill knowing that he enjoyed the view from where he was sitting in his wheelchair.

  “I would chastise you for looking at my breasts, but I know that you can’t help yourself. I’ll be back in a few days and I’ll have plenty of pictures to prove to you just how dangerous I can be. I wish that you could come with me, Eric, but I understand that you have limitations. I was glad to have you on the last trek even though you had a hard time walking with those things.” He had these electronic gizmos that attached to his legs and gave him impulse control. He was still trying to get used to them and I heard him cursing from his bedroom down the hall almost every night.

  I knew that there was no way that I could help him and if I tried, he would feel like he was worthless and weak in my eyes. “I’ll get used to them and the next time you go on one of these so called adventures I’m going to be right there to make sure that you don’t do anything stupid. I just want you to remember that you have a lot to live for. There is a man out there for you and if it’s not me, then you’ll find him one way or the other.”

  “Eric, you know that I have no problem attracting the opposite sex. Look at me. I’m thirty years old, have the body of a twenty year old, I weigh no more than 130 pounds of pure muscle and I stand over the competition by at least a few inches. I like being tall like an Amazonian princess that deserves nothing but the best.”

  He took my hand and made me look at him in the eye. “I know that you can’t promise to be extra careful, but at least try to watch your step.”

  It was good advice. I nodded my head and then I knelt down to put my forehead against his. It was something that we always did. It was basically a silent prayer between two very close friends to give us courage to do something out of our comfort zone. “I really don’t want to be the guy that goes to your family and tells them that you’re not coming back. Worse yet, I don’t want to be the guy that goes to tell them that you are like me now and can’t walk. Don’t think it can’t happen, because you can see the proof standing…uh, I mean sitting in front of you.” They were harsh words, but I needed to hear them.

  I trudged forward with my gray hiking boots digging into the surface of the gravel. I went down the same gone over path that everybody else was using, until I was out of sight. I moved off the path and had my backpack over my shoulder with all the necessary equipment that I might need.

  I had gotten a late start, which meant that I was going to have to use whatever daylight I had left to get as much distance as I could. I tackled the rocks with my open gloves and the chalk sticking to them to get better traction on whatever I could find on my way up to the top of the mountain. I’d seen the most beautiful landscapes around and I found myself drawn to the Rocky Mountains in Vancouver. I’d seen the brochures and I decided at the last minute last week to bite the bullet and get myself a ticket for me and my best friend Eric.

  It was hard going and I had to stop every so often to take a drink from my canteen. I didn’t want to overdo it, because I wasn’t sure when I was going to find another fresh water supply. I could feel the sun beating down on me, but I could also tell that the lateness of the hour had cooled down the air considerably.

  Breathing deeply, I continued to force myself to go beyond my own endurance. I cut my hand at one point but it was just a superficial flesh wound. I bandaged it with a strip of cloth and continued to take the fight to Mother Nature. I wished that my sister Tiffany had the same attitude, but she was more comfortable in a four star restaurant with mints on her pillow. I often thought that one of us had been adopted, because we really didn’t have the same tastes.

  I was almost to the top and the sun was just this flicker in the trees, when I spied something that made my eyes go wide and my fingers began to lose their grip. I was so stunned that I didn’t even realize that I was falling until I felt the air rushing by me.

  It wasn’t the fall that killed you…it was the landing.

  Chapter two

  I could see these strange red wings, but the sun was obscuring the face of the creature. I heard the flapping and I saw it coming closer and a sense of panic came over me to the degree that I was actually shaking like a leaf.

  There was a strange sound, a screeching almost animalistic howl that followed its downward descent towards me. I wanted to scream, but I realized that I was screaming and that whatever this thing was had overshadowed me in decibel. It felt like everything was going in slow motion and then I saw the red eyes and the way that it seemed to look through me. For some reason, I concentrated on those eyes, never really getting a good look at face that went with them.

  I awoke with a start, a sheen of sweat over me that made it feel like the sheets were sticking to me like a second skin. It was a very vivid nightmare and I was glad to be awake from it.

  I reached for the clock, but found it wasn’t there. I reached for my knee-length robe that was hanging on the bedpost, but it wasn’t there either. My eyes were just adjusting to the darkness with the only semblance of light now a sliver coming through the dark curtains.

  “It’s about time that you were awake. I was beginning to think that you would sleep through the whole day.”

  I heard the voice from somewhere nearby. My mind was still a little fuzzy, but the figure of the man in the doorway with a tray in his hand was definitely not anyone I knew. “Before you go and scream your fool head off, I should tell you that I was the one that rescued you from the cliff. You took a nasty fall. I’m just glad I was there at the time. You could call me your own personal savior.”

  I saw the cros
s around his neck and I knew that he was only teasing, but his long hair did make me think of Jesus. It didn’t help that he also had the beard to match and that open white shirt, and the way the sun was shining behind him was a sure sign that he was a man of miracles.

  “I don’t remember anything,” I told him. “The last thing I do remember is seeing…something in the sky, and then falling.”

  He put the tray down beside me with some fresh water in a glass pitcher with a heavy drinking glass.

  “You were very lucky,” he told me. “Truthfully you didn’t fall more than five feet. Unfortunately, the impact against the rocks knocked you unconscious. You were unresponsive when I got to you. I had to carry you on my shoulders up to the top of the mountain to bring you here, to my home. It wasn’t easy. Thankfully you don’t weigh much.”

  I tried to move, to get up, and I had my silky caramel colored leg out of the sheet before I realized that I wasn’t wearing any clothes. I pulled the sheet tight against me and looked at him for some kind of explanation.

  “Was it necessary to strip me bare and leave me vulnerable and exposed like this? I’m not trying to tell you how to be a good hero, but I think you might have taken a couple of liberties that were not exactly necessary.”

  With his shirt open, I could see what looked like a small tattoo on the upper side of his left shoulder. It was red and as he got closer, I saw that it was a twisting, coiling dragon. That must’ve been what I had seen, before I passed out. The red eyes and the creature with the wings. Sure. For some reason it had manifested into a creature in my mind.

  “I had to take your clothes off. They were ripped and you were bleeding and the only way to get to your wounds was to have easier access. I’ve seen all sorts of bodies. I was a medic in a past life. It’s not something that I like to talk about, but I know how to field dress a wound while people are shooting at me. I think that I can handle a young beautiful African American woman that falls into my lap.”