Desired by Dragons (Dragon Shifter Mega Bundle)

by Scarlett Grove

  “Don't stop. Don't hold back,” I groan.

  He turns me around abruptly and angles me over the bed. I stand with my hands on a soft mattress, my ass in the air. He rubs the back of my thighs, barely touching my throbbing, wet sex.

  I suck my lip, pressing my eyes closed. He caresses the backs of my thighs, and threads the other hand through my hair. The hand on my thighs slides over the thin strip of my panties. I let out a throaty groan as his slight touch nearly brings me to climax.

  He slips his fingers under my panties, teasing out my sopping wet core. I want him to sink inside me. I want to feel his body inside mine.

  Flume pulls my panties aside and kneels behind me, dragging his tongue through the slit between my legs. I groan as his arousing venom seeps over my pleasure buttons. Flume slips his tongue inside me, thrusting hard as he thumps against the sensitive buds around the entrance to my channel. I'm climaxing before I can think; throbbing with ecstasy. But he doesn't let up.

  His tongue thrusts and tortures me into another climax. He stands behind me, and slides his hand inside my dress, gripping my breasts and rolling my nipple between his fingers. I groan and push my ass up against his rock-solid shaft.

  “Do you want this, My Queen?” he asks me.

  “By the Bones of the Gods, don’t stop,” I groan.

  He makes a gravelly noise in the back of his throat and turns me over on the bed. I flick my nanotech clothing off with my wrist com and lie naked for him. He licks each of my nipples, making them tighten. Flume’s own tight black outfit dissolves. My eyes widen at his massive lance. It stands proud, pointing to the ceiling. He stalks me, climbing onto the bed over me.

  He lifts my knees up and apart and slides his cock over my sopping wet entrance, electrifying me with pleasure.

  The head of his cock slips inside me and I groan. Flume teases me, sliding the tip in and out of me. I whimper, running my hands up and down his back.

  “Do you want this?”

  “Please,” I mewl.

  “I'm here to serve you, my Queen,” he growls in my ear as he thrusts himself deep.

  He sinks to the base, filling me up. I climax instantly, milking his dick with my sex. The feeling of him inside me is like part of me that's been missing forever is now replaced. I felt this with Donte but now that I feel it with Flume, I recognize it.

  I groan and reach up to kiss him. He grants me with a deep kiss. When he pulls back, he starts to slowly rock into me in waves. I'm overcome with pleasure and fall back as I let Flume master my body.

  He plays me like a conductor conducts an orchestra. I feel like I'm his instrument of pleasure. All I want is to let go and let him show me this landscape of desire and fulfillment he’s composing.

  I climax repeatedly for him. When I think I can't take any more, I gaze into his dark, mysterious eyes, and come again. The connection between us is like a spiderweb we are both caught up in. Together.

  His cock grows thick inside me as he pumps his cum deep into my cunt. I groan and wrap my arms around him, pulling him tight to me. We throb together, wet and satisfied. He kisses my cheek and whispers into my ear.

  “You are not just my Queen, dear Joon. You are my goddess. I worship at your altar.”

  I feel exactly the same way about him.

  Chapter 25

  I wake the next morning, still wrapped in Flume’s arms. I haven’t slept wrapped in anyone’s arms since I was a child. Everything is changing so quickly.

  I feel an immense connection to each of my mates. As I make love to each of them, the connection expands beyond what it was before. Beyond what I could even imagine it could be. I want so much to love them for who they are and what they bring to me.

  If only life were easy and our people weren't under the pressure of extinction. I could focus all my love on these men who bring their love to me. In a perfect world, I could spend every night wrapped in my lovers’ arms and wake the next day with a clear mind and a clear heart.

  I wake with agitation and fear for the future. Where will our progeny live if someone like me doesn't find a cure for what ails us? There is nowhere to go except darkness and oblivion. At the current rate of diminishment, there will be no more female births in less than a generation. Continuing to mate and trying to breed will only get us so far. We have to find a cure or there's no coming back.

  I rise from the bed, shower and change my nanotech dress into a pair of trousers and a sweater. On my way out the door, I kiss Flume on the cheek. He reaches up to touch my face and holds me warmly for half a minute.

  “Where are you going, My Queen?” he asks in a throaty voice.

  “I am going to work. There is much to do. I left my computer simulations running overnight and there should be results now.”

  “Come back to bed,” he says teasingly, trying to draw me under the blankets.

  “But I can't. This is too important.”

  “I know it is, my dear. But I can't resist you,” he says with a laugh, reaching his hands up behind his head as he lies on the pillow. He gazes at me from the bed with a sly smile. “I know we will be together again soon. Even though I have yet to give you my bite, I can feel the bond between us.”

  “I feel it too,” I say softly.

  I press my forehead against his, and take a deep breath. When I stand to leave, he doesn't try to stop me. I glance back at him as I walk out the door and he’s smiling. My heart warms as I hurry out of the inn and hop on a robotaxi to the lab.

  I’m back at work only moments later. As I sit behind my laboratory computer terminal and begin reviewing the results of my simulations, my eyes almost pop out of my head.

  I stand up for my chair and begin pacing back and forth in front of my terminal. I bite my fist, too excited to think straight. After a moment of racing thoughts, and a racing heartbeat, I hurry to the communication room where I can access the satellites to contact Sysko. I begin the hail and wait. Sysko’s face comes on the screen, and he gives me a look of excitement.

  “Joon, I was just going to contact you,” he says.

  “Why?” I ask.

  “The information you gave us from the library. Our science team is very encouraged.”

  “I ran several simulations on the transformation process, using semen to activate recessive genes during a mating thrall. The results are phenomenal. Almost every test I ran came up with a positive result.”

  “That's better news than I ever could have anticipated. Our science team has also found positive results. It is good to have them corroborated.”

  “I’m encouraged by the results of my splicing simulations as well. But I’m trying not to get ahead of myself. I've run hundreds of simulations with Zohan genetics and many had impressive results. But the physical experimentations never proved positive.”

  “We are sending physical samples to the wormhole now. It should arrive within the next few days.”

  “Thank you, brother. I will keep you updated on my progress.”

  “As will I, little sister,” Sysko says.

  His face disappears from the screen. I feel as if the weight of the world has been lifted from my shoulders. For the first time in years, there's real hope. Not only could we cure the virus, we could also bring new females into our species. I imagine a new dawn for our people.

  We must always remain vigilant against the cyborgs. They could attack us at any moment. Their numbers grow stronger every day as they absorb new civilizations into their collective. We cannot protect every inhabited planet in the galaxy. Our numbers dwindle and the members of the Galactic Alliance grow weak, just as we do. If we cannot beat the plague soon, there will be no one left in the galaxy to defend, and every civilization will be absorbed into the Archon Empire.

  Chapter 26

  I spend the rest of the day programing and tweaking simulations, until I'm starving and about to leave the laboratory. I step out into the late afternoon sunshine and find Uri stepping from his speeder. He has a picnic basket in his hand.
He approaches me on the landing pad. I smile, seeing he's brought me food.

  “Are you happy to see me, my Queen?” he asks.

  “I am. What’s in the basket?”

  “I've brought you an evening meal, my lady,” he says, sweeping into a bow.

  All I can do is giggle to see Uri behave with such manners.

  “So, have you skipped ahead in line permanently?” I ask him.

  “Reese thought it would be better this way,” he says.

  “I’m sure that Reese was persuaded, somehow.”

  He takes my hand and leads me off the landing pad down a sandy toward the beach. We take the meandering path along the shoreline and watch white birds fly over the water.

  The day is lovely and cool with the season turning past harvest. The sun is setting on the western horizon, casting lovely colors into the sky. Winter will be here soon and the land will be covered in snow, whiter than the sand.

  Arcadia’s deep snowy winters and temperate summers are part of the reason so many ice dragons live here. It is why ice dragons built the Academy here. Our crystalline minds are best suited for academic work, and our bodies prefer a cool climate.

  Uri and I continue to walk and it is good to fill my lungs with fresh air after so many days lost in my research. We find a secluded picnic table under a grove of windswept cypress where we sit and gaze at the sun setting over the sea. Colors radiate across the sky and over the sea. The waters of the white caps sparkle with diamond light. Umbria shines in the sky, coming clearer as the sky goes dark.

  “You know, Reese is the heir to that entire planet,” I tease Uri.

  “It doesn't matter what Reese is. All that matters is that we are here together.”

  “Why Uri, that was positively sensitive,” I say, pressing my hand to my chest.

  “I've realized that it's more important for me to connect with you than to be better than these other guys. At the end of the day it's really about you and me, not them.”

  I get the sense that Flume somehow got through to him.

  “I have feelings for all of you, but their individual. My feelings for Reese are not the same as my feelings for you. There's always room for more love. It's not something I can run out of. There's just different shades.”

  “And what is the shade of your love for me,” he says.

  “The shade of my love for you?” I say, thinking hard. It isn’t just a metaphor.

  I begin to respond when a siren cuts me off. It blares through the darkness. Light circles out on the water. It grows closer with the sound of the siren. The air growing cold and damp with mist.

  “It’s a Bashesda siren,” I say, grabbing Uri’s hand. “What is a Bashesda?”

  “Arcadia sea serpent. Larger than ice dragons in shifted form. Deadly and fast. We need to move.”

  We begin to run, Uri holding my hand and shielding me from the wind from the sea. A dark form emerges from the water, illuminated by the light chasing it. The dark figure barrels toward the shore with awesome speed. Uri shines his wrist com light on the creature just in time to see it emerge onto the shore.

  “Go!” he screams at me, charging at the serpent.

  He shifts, ripping from his nanotech clothing and bursting into dragon form mid-stride. I want to help him, shift myself and fight it. I should. I’m brave enough. But my moral compass tells me to go, like Uri told me.

  Instead, I stand, stunned, watching my mate engage a full grown Bashesda under the planet light of Umbria. The serpent wraps its tail around Uri’s compact and muscular dragon form. Uri flaps his wings, trying to break from the beast’s tail. He lets out a hot breath of fire, charring the beast’s neck.

  The serpent shakes Uri with its tail as it coils like a snake before a strike. The venom on its fangs glints in the light. I scream into the wind, my throat going raw. Uri shifts into bipedal form and slices the beast with a nanotech sword. He thrusts his sword into the beast’s neck and rides it all the way down to the sand.

  I watch stunned as the snake’s insides fall onto the beach. Uri jumps back as the Bashesda’s body plummets to the ground. It flops into the sand as Uri runs up the beach to me.

  “I told you to go,” he grumbles at me, wiping black blood from his face as his nanotech clothes finally cover his entire gorgeous physique.

  “I wanted to fight,” I croak.

  “So instead you just stood there?”

  “Pretty much. Don’t rub it in.”

  “At least you had the good sense to stay out of the fight,” he says, crossing his arms.

  “I can’t believe you singlehandedly killed a Bashesda,” I sputter, like I’m talking to a celebrity.

  “That’s why they made me a general, darlin’.”

  “Right,” I mutter.

  He saved my life. I mean, I probably could have flown away to safety. But I’ve spent so much time in bipedal form, it wasn’t my first instinct. I feel awkward, as I twist my arms together, looking up at Uri.

  “Maybe the shade of my love for you is red like the fire in your heart,” I say.

  My inner dragon roars, blowing an icy breath through my nostrils.

  “I promised you a picnic, but that’s ruined,” he says, glancing over his shoulder at the crew of the Bashesda siren boat, cleaning up the mess on the beach. “Hop on my back, My Queen, and I will take you home to safety and a good meal.”

  Uri’s clothes melt away and I see his body for a brief instant before he shifts into his lovely fire dragon form. I giggle and climb onto his back. There is nothing more fun that riding piggyback on another dragon.

  He lifts into the sky, careful but strong. On powerful red wings, he flies me home and lands gracefully among the speeders parked in front of my palace.

  I slide off his back, kissing his neck as I go. He shifts, his clothes reforming around his muscular form. I bite my lip, anticipating the continuation of our date inside.

  Donte runs out of the palace, eager to see me.

  “Did you hear the Bashesda sirens?” he asks.

  “Uri killed it,” I say, encircling my arms around his elbow.

  “You killed an Arcadian sea serpent?” Donte asks, dumbfounded.

  “I did indeed. Now, please excuse me. Our lady requires rest and relaxation.”

  He smirks as he escorts me into the house. We take the antigrav elevator to my room. Inside, Uri turns to me and grasps my waist with his big hands.

  “I think we both need a shower before we eat,” he says, pulling off his nanotech shirt.

  His red chest is exposed, still splattered with black serpent blood. I run my hand over his shoulder, biting my lip. He looks me deep in the eye and the intensity of it forces me to look away. I can't meet his gaze without feeling my body throb and my knees go to jelly.

  I can feel the heat of his gaze, his dragon coming out through his eyes and his breath. I want to meet his heat with my cool, but my inner dragon is furious for his touch.

  He gathers me in his arms, and I feel the hardness of his cock under me. His hands slide between my legs, cupping my sex without hesitation. His other hand grips my breasts as he thrusts his tongue into my mouth, kissing me deeply and hungrily until I can barely breathe.

  “Come,” he says, letting me go.

  I gasp with surprise as he taps over my wrist com and deactivates my nanotech outfit. My clothes fall away and he takes me into the washroom.

  Uri is naked now too as he turns on the water in my tiled shower. Rain falls in large droplets from the entire ceiling.

  “Hot like fire, or cold like ice?” he asks, dialing the water temperature.

  “Both,” I say, stepping toward him.

  He grins and gathers me in his arms, kissing me hard on the mouth before setting the shower. Half of the jets are hot and half are cold.

  We step inside, the water temperature changing drastically from hot to cold with each step. I love the sensation. I gasp as Uri steps up behind me and grasps my wet breasts in his big hands. He pinches my ni
pples in his fingers, kissing the back of my neck. His red cock presses between the globes of my behind as he slides his hand down my stomach and between my legs.

  His finger presses into my wet slit, tapping at the pleasure button just above my entrance. He turns me around and starts to rub soap all over our bodies. Once the soap is washed off, he looks down at me with fire in his coal black eyes.

  “I will have you now, little female,” he growls.

  Who needs food when I can have this?

  His muscles bulge with need, and his cock is hungry and throbbing red. All I can do is quiver as he lifts me up into his arms and wraps my legs around his waist. The water rains down in cold droplets as he presses me against the shower wall.

  He holds me over his manhood, pressing against the entrance of my channel. Uri looks me in the eye and impales me with his shaft. He stretches me open and I gasp at the intrusion. Uri holds my hips, slowly pumping in and out until my body can take him.

  I’m mewling and moaning, clinging to Uri’s neck. My big red male holds me tight and sinks himself into me. I groan as I climax. The memory of him slaying the Bashesda flashes across my mind. I swear in an Arcadian dialect and suck his earlobe into my mouth.

  After a brief rest, allowing me to get used to the size of him, he wraps his arms around me and begins to move me up and down on his cock. I groan as each thrust brings me closer to another mindless, screaming climax.

  I don't want to ever think again. All I want is this. My inner dragon is ecstatic, purring behind my eyes. I can almost feel Uri’s fire dragon inside me, rubbing his long neck around mine, claws sliding over scales.

  My body throbs around his cock and he thrusts deeper as I climax all over him. He moves me in bursts of pleasure, until he explodes inside me, throbbing with the heat of his fire.

  Uri slides away and holds me gently in his arms in the cool rain of the shower. After several long moments, our bodies pressed closed as our hearts thwack in rhythm, we pull apart.