Lelani stared at Gideon. She hadn’t realized that her behavior had been so hard on him. “I’m sorry, Gideon. I didn’t mean to cause you so much trouble.” She touched his cold cheek with a gentle hand. “I thought you enjoyed chasing me. I enjoy it.” She could feel his cheek heat as he flushed. “Well, I can’t say the chases don’t have their moments…” Gideon admitted. Lelani leaned in close to him. “Do you want me to ask Rodney to assign me a new guard?” Lelani asked him quietly. Gideon shook his head. “No, I don’t.” He said as their eyes met. “Good.” Lelani answered quietly, and brushed her lips tenderly against his.
For a moment, Gideon froze under the soft kiss. Then, as if a mighty storm had been brewing inside him, and had finally broken, he struck. In a moment Lelani found herself encased in his arms, lying under him, as his lips claimed hers in a passionate assault. The Nubian magic flowed through her letting her meet his passion with a wild abandon of her own. While the storm raged outside, the couple’s wild passions raged inside.
“May I touch you?” he asked seductively. She nodded but remained silent. She closed her eyes as she felt him standing before her. She could smell the champagne on his breath, so appealing. His left hand rested on her hip while the right one ran along the side of her face. She nearly lost control of her body, her knees weak and her bladder ached with pleasure.
His finger continued to run along her neck and down to her heaving chest. His hand cupped one of her boobs.
“Your boobs are so firm and hard.” He acknowledged. She nodded again but still remained silent. Her lips were slightly parted in a silent invitation to be kissed by him. He leaned in and brushed his lips across her ear while whispering, “It suits you.”
He was seducing her, this wasn’t the typical roses or candle lit affair, it was intoxicating encounter that was making her lose her mind.
“Turn around,” he softly said. He wrapped his hand fully around her waist, holding her against him as he placed his left hand on her forehead. He pulled her head to the side. His mouth covered the skin of her neck. He sucked and licked her until she was gasping for air. This was now becoming urgent. She could feel his desire.
She wanted to see him but the experience was so exquisite that she couldn’t open her eyes. She couldn’t turn to face him because she was not allowed to. She heard the low sound of desire boiling inside of him.
It was as if he was growling as his body began to writhe against hers. His lips moved hungrily on her neck and shoulder as his hands wondered from her breast to belly and back again. He was an animal but in a sweet way. She felt like he was losing control of his senses, he was now about to unleash his passion on her. Her pussy was swollen and twitching at the same time. She felt the sense of desperation building up within her.
With his hands on each of her hips, he led her to the make-shift bed on the floor. He pushed her until she was lying face down on the bed. He massaged each foot tenderly with his palms. His hands ran up the back of her calves and rested on her ass. He kneaded them like dough between his strong fingers. She was exposed and felt vulnerable.
He moaned as he kissed the back of her thighs and her round, tight ass.
“Turn over and lie on you back,” she did as he instructed. “Now raise your hands above your head.” He continued.
He picked up what looked like a thigh high stockings, sniffed it deeply and used it to tie her wrists together. “Why would you leave such lovely pair of stocking behind in a cave?” He whispered in her ear. Her heart and mind raced frantically. She was not sure whether she wanted this or not, yet she couldn’t say no. she felt so confused yet so aroused. She chose to remain silent.
She wanted to gauge the level of danger that existed. She could smell the mixture of his cologne and champagne. She felt the heat in her wrist from the friction from the stocking. Her inner thighs trembled.
He gently placed a hand on her knees and gently pulled them apart. She tried to relax and let her legs open, exposing her fully shaved and dripping pussy. Before she realized it, his face was buried between her thighs. His tongue moved swiftly on her clitoris. She was breathless.
She could hear him slurping and sucking her, he pushed his tongue in and out of her while lapping the juices that were flowing from her. Her palms clasped tight together, shaking and sweating as he devoured her. He held her ass so tight, squeezing her cheeks with his face on her pussy. She felt her orgasm building up.
“Oh, fuck me.” She screamed as the orgasm gripped over her body. He pulled his mouth just she began to squirt her juice all over the bed. Before she could think, she felt the head of his cock rubbing against her gaping hole. She felt dizzy.
“Fuck me,” she pleaded with him begging him to fuck her. She wanted to feel his dick inside her and feel his hips banging her pussy and ass.
She pushed her hips towards him, moaning in a primal way. He reacted to her pleasure and fucked her like there is no tomorrow. She moaned louder and more seductively as she enjoyed every thrusts.
He lifted her left leg onto his shoulder while thrusting deep into her. He slid his hand and rubbed her ass. It felt so good that she melted. His forefinger slid slowly towards her gaping asshole. She wasn’t sure how she’d feel but as he drew nearer, she panted from desire.
She found it amazing as his finger slid in and out of her ass. The orgasm ripped through her then for the first time. Her mouth opened in a scream as her veins throbbed in her temples. He joined her, holding his dick as it spilled its milky treat inside her.
Their lovemaking was fed by Lelani’s magic and a mutual longing of each other all this time. Lelani hardly felt any pain when Gideon claimed her virginity, the tiny wave of pain lost to the greater pleasure that washed over the two of them as they lost themselves in each other.
Chapter 5
The next morning, Luna awoke to find Rodney gently shaking her shoulder. “I have already spoken to James. Jack managed to finally bring Lelani to the Claw’s headquarters late last night. Seems she gave him quite a run for his money. He has agreed to return her to us, if we meet him in person, and can prove her status. We will meet James and Jack in neutral territory in three hours. I had Angel bring you something to wear. You should get dressed. I will find you something to eat on the way out there.” Rodney gave her a kiss and after a long moment had to force himself away, lest they be delayed by a repeat of last night’s lovemaking. Luna smiled at the look of longing on his face as he walked out the door. She lay back in bed for a moment, her hand resting lightly on her womb. Then Luna sat up and turned to find the proffered clothes sitting on the edge of the bed, a hair brush sitting neatly on top of them. Luna chuckled as she dressed. She pulled the brush through her hair then walked out into the living room of the cabin. Rodney was already waiting for her by the door.
Rodney held the door of the cabin open for her, and Luna walked outside to find the entire Steel Fang pack waiting for them outside. Sampson approached her, and ritualistically stepping into her space put his hand around her waist. Rodney’s answering growl was instant and terrifying. Sampson quickly backed up obviously a bit shocked by the vehemence of what was typically a ritual response. One of the two women Luna had seen the night before, a petite blond, tried to move past Luna to approach Rodney. Luna blocked her path and screamed an outraged snarl at the interloper. The blond jumped in the air and quickly moved away, back towards the comfort of the pack. Luna was surprised at her actions. She had not anticipated that she would want to protect her mate. He was after all, practically a complete stranger. Suddenly she found she didn’t want another female within twenty feet of her man. The alpha pair bond having been tested and accepted by the pack, they all knelt before the couple. Rodney gave her a comforting squeeze. “You will get used to it. Come on, we need to go.”
Three hours later she and Rodney were standing next to each other in a forested clearing, the pack arrayed behind them. From the other side of the woods, James Currian and his son Jack came walking out. Luna noted with satis
faction that Jack looked worse for the wear. Lelani followed the two, escorted by an elderly female member of the pack. It was fairly clear by the look on her face that the elder did not approve of Jack’s tactics for acquiring a mate. Luna caught Lelani’s eye from across the clearing. She looked tired and angry, but uninjured. When Lelani tried to walk towards her sister, James stopped her. “Not yet, little cat.” Luna could hear him tell her.
Rodney called out across the clearing. “James, you are holding a member of my pack against her will. I am asking that you release her peacefully.” The Crimson Claw’s alpha shook his head no. “My boy desires to claim this Nubia as his wife. Last I heard Rodney you had no alpha female in your pack. Yet now you show up with a strange woman at your side, and claim pack status for a female you didn’t even know existed until yesterday? I’m not buying it.” Luna snuck a worried glance at Rodney, as she slipped her hand into his. He seemed unconcerned, alert but relaxed. She took a deep breath to calm her nerves, and called out across the clearing. “My name is Luna. Lelani is my sister. Last night, Rodney Mackenzie took me as his mate and the Steel Fang pack has accepted our pair bond. Even now his child is forming in my womb.” Her announcement drew startled breaths from behind her, and Rodney’s eyes flicked over to her, before returning to watch James. His grip on her hand tightened. “Luna, are you sure? It’s barely been twelve hours.” He muttered to her under his breath. She simply shook her head, and called out to the Crimson Claw’s alpha again. “Surely your elder can discern these things. Send her to me.”
Luna released Rodney’s hand and calmly walked into the center of the clearing. James nodded his head, and the elderly woman walked out to meet Luna. The elder took Luna’ hand in her cool, leathered one. Luna could feel a tiny burst of magic pulse through her, and then the woman chuckled. “You’re a clever girl.” The old woman said to Luna under her breath. “Rodney will have his hands full with you, and that’s before the twins. They’re a boy and girl by the way, good for you. Don’t you worry for your sister. Jack’s an idiot sometimes, but he didn’t hurt her.” Turning back, the old woman called back to James. “Rodney’s claim is valid, son. This woman is his mate, and bears his young.”
“No, I will not allow them to take her from me.” Jack said. For once in his life, he was going to ignore his father’s orders.
“You will have to listen to your father,” Lelani said. “I mated with Gideon. I cannot be your mate now. He will leave with me!” Jack looked at Gideon with rage in his eyes. He was like a brother to him. He trusted him.
It was clear to Gideon that he cannot stay with the pack now that he betrayed them. Too bad for them, he thought to himself, he had no time for them but Lelani.
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James nodded his head and just like that, Lelani was running across the clearing to her sister followed closely by Gideon. With a sigh of relief, Lelani held her younger sister tightly to her. From behind Luna, Rodney approached them, putting a gentle hand on Luna’ shoulder. “Welcome to the Steel Fang pack, little sister.” Sniffling, Lelani lifted her head to look up at the alpha. “Thank you. For rescuing me, I mean, and making me an auntie? Luna, I knew you’d been looking for a mate before your next cycle, but why didn’t you tell me?” Lelani fixed her sister with an incredulous smile. Luna blushed. “It’s a long story. Come on, I will tell you on the way home.” The two women turned and walked back to the edge of the clearing, where their new family waited to welcome them. Lelani looked at Gideon, giving him the sweetest smile. She was so pleased that her plan had worked out!
The End
Wanted by the Dragon
Shifter Romance
About the Book
He looked down at me again, coming closer and said, “Just go with it, Cameron. I don’t bite.” And I opened my mouth, a retort on my lips when his mouth settled on mine. It was unexpected. It was sexy. He was delicious.
Cameron is used to unusual things happening in her small town, after all, it’s like a beacon for all things paranormal. But when a nude stranger shows up on her front porch after a night of wild debauchery, Cameron has no idea what to expect next. And when the stranger confesses to her that he’s in danger and needs her help, Cameron is torn. Should she help him? Better yet, can she even trust him? One thing's for sure: She desires him.
And as the days turn into weeks, and Cameron gets to know this powerful handsome stranger better; she finds that not only does her body want him, but her soul yearns for him too. But he harbors a secret, several in fact, and unfortunately for Cameron; she is at the heart of it all.
Chapter 1
“Cameron, you have to come see this.” Rachel said in an excited whisper as she shook my shoulder.
I opened one eye and moaned softly to myself and flipped back over on the couch where I had crashed the night before, too drunk to make it past the living room. We had been celebrating my best friend Rachel’s engagement to her longtime boyfriend, Michael, but apparently we had celebrated a little bit too much if the headache I felt just hearing her whisper was any indication of my current situation.
“Stop talking... my head is falling off,” I murmured, burying my head under a throw pillow that did nothing to shield the unyielding sun peeking through the blinds of my living room.
“No seriously, Cameron, this is without a doubt the best moment of your life. Apparently God has answered your prayers and sent you a man!”
Hmmm, I thought wryly to myself; I didn’t know that I had been praying for a significant other. That was news to me. This whole time I thought my prayers focused on increasing my metabolism so that I could still eat ice cream without it all going to my thighs.
Apparently unfazed by my silence, Rachel was buzzing about trying to contain her excitement. At one point, I heard her whistling softly to herself as if she were admiring something, and I turned and opened both eyes to look at her. She was jumping up and down ecstatically now. I swear, my friend had the energy of a five-year-old. You wouldn’t know it, given that she dressed like an emo teenager in all black, with dark-red lipstick and a no-nonsense bob as a haircut. People assumed she was the serious one, but no. That role would go to me. I was a brunette too, but my hair was wavy and resembled a Disney princess, as one little girl had told me, and I had light blue eyes. My hair and eyes were my best features, in my opinion, given that I wasn’t a big fan of my curvy backside and almost non-existent breasts. I figured there had been a mistake made somewhere in my gene pool; I had so much going on regarding my rump, but nothing going on up top. It was a tragedy that made shopping trips uber-depressing. That’s why I wore baggy shorts and tank tops all the time; I couldn’t figure out what else could possibly fit when I was two sizes smaller on the top than I was on the bottom.
Determined to ignore my best friend and continue sleeping, I groggily said, “I don’t even like men anymore. They suck and have smelly feet.” My statement came out sounding like I was four. And I instantly felt silly. I couldn’t waste my energy thinking about a certain deadbeat ex-boyfriend who couldn’t kiss.
“Hey, not all men are like Preston,” Rachel said catching on easily to who I was referring to in my comment. She then tugged at my arm trying to get me off the couch.
“Yes they are, you just don’t know it yet,” I said pulling my arm back. Preston was my shiftless ex., and I wasn’t exactly mourning the end of our relationship. After all, it wasn’t as if he had been a prize. I had only dated him because he was just one of the hand-full of single men in town that was my age and hey, a girl has needs. He had dumped me unceremoniously one evening stating that I was too cold and aloof. He was right. I didn’t like emotional attachments. I ran from them.
As I turned my thoughts away from Preston, I realized that Rachel was stronger than I thought and had already pulled half my body off the couch. My shoulder hit the floor and I grimaced as I toppled completely off the couch hitting the thick area rug beneath me.
“Ouch!” I rubbed my shoulder and gave her a dark look.
“What?” I said confused still, rubbing at my eyes. “Is Preston’s brother out there? He’s always had a crush on me,” I said as I dragged myself up from the floor to a standing position and slowly made my way to where Rachel was standing. She was a ball of excited energy peering out my window.
I moved closer to her and looked to where she was pointing, “Look! Look! Right there!”
She hadn’t been making it up; there was a man lying face down on my porch. And he was a very big, very well-built man. From everything I could see, and I could see everything; he was built like a linebacker. His impossibly sculpted back muscles were a clear display of strength and power, caressed by golden tanned skin that looked as if it had been kissed by the sun. His arms were large and sinewy. His thighs were thick and muscular. And his behind was perfect. I hadn’t seen a more perfect behind since watching David Beckham play soccer one year. And this stranger’s hair, even from this distance, I could tell was dark like my own and thick and wavy as well. Although I had yet to see his face, it was as if Adonis had landed on my front porch and I thought briefly, given our town’s penchant for unusual visitors, maybe a God actually had.
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