by Stella Sky
Boom. The bridge shook.
“What the hell!” I said as I grabbed the rail more tightly and squatted down in fright. Was this an earthquake? I thought. But then I heard the ominous heavy breathing behind me. The sound brought a chill down my spine and I was too scared to look behind me. I slowly turned. There standing on the platform at the head of the bridge was an unbelievable and frightening sight. It was a dragon.
This wasn’t the hybrid half-man half dragon like Cylo. Instead, it was a full dragon, like a dinosaur. It was massive and its wings spread out wide behind it. The tail was long with spikes on it, and it was whipping in the air. The green scales were hard like armor, and the long white teeth were snapping in its jaws. I let out a loud blood-curling scream. The creature let out a scream of its own that echoed through the trees.
“What do you want? Leave me alone!” I screamed.
The creature’s belly began to glow yellow and then white, and I knew what was coming. “Holy shit,” I whispered. It was about to cook me to death. The dragon arched its head in the air and turned to the side. It let out a stream of fire that hit nothing but the air around us. I could feel the heat on my face. This was enough to bring me out of my frozen state. I crawled quickly on all fours toward my hut.
Whoosh. I felt the air around me. I stopped and grabbed the rail in fear. I did not want to the wind to push me off the bridge. I looked up just in time to see the dragon soaring over my head. It was massive. The long, scaled chest and belly were so close that I thought it was going to crush me. I crouched down lower and covered my head with my arms.
Boom. The bridge shook again. Tears were streaming down my face. I was more terrified than I had ever been in my life. I don’t know why I thought I could go live in an alien world on an alien planet. This was not a paradise and constant vacation; it was a dangerous place, and I was about to die.
I looked up to see that the dragon was now cutting me off from my hut. It was menacing and angry.
“Don’t! Please don’t hurt me!” I cried and screamed at it.
Whoosh! Suddenly there was another wind. The bridge shook as Cylo landed on the bridge between the dragon and me.
“Cylo look out! It will kill you!” I shouted. I was happy to see him. I was more than relieved, but I knew that even though Cylo was in half-dragon form, he was no match for the monster in front of him. I did not want Cylo to get hurt.
“Stop! Leave her alone!” Cylo shouted. Then in a flash, the dragon shifted. I was in shock. The dragon shifted into male Draqua form. He was tall and dark with brown eyes and short black hair. He looked a lot like Cylo, only he was stronger and a bit bigger.
“Get out of the way, brother,” the Draqua shouted. My eyes widened. This was Cylo’s older brother? Why the hell was he terrorizing me?
“No. You don’t touch her! Back off or I will hurt you!” Cylo shouted.
“You don’t know, do you, brother? This human female is a spy. She will tell Earth about us! The humans will come hunt us! She needs to be destroyed!” the brother shouted.
“What? I’m not a spy!” I shouted.
“This human female is the daughter of a high president on Earth, brother. Did you know this? Her abduction will ruin us all!” he shouted.
Shit. I suddenly understood why he thought I was a spy.
“The other human females that you keep in your bed told me that this human of yours is the daughter of the president of a country on Earth. She cannot be trusted. She cannot stay here, and she cannot leave here. She is a danger to us and our future,” he said.
“What? She is no such thing,” Cylo said.
“That’s not true. I am a president’s daughter. But I am not a spy,” I said softly. Cylo turned and looked at me with shock. Then his eyes narrowed, and his look turned to hatred. His brother stood up tall, as though to say I told you so. I suddenly realized that I was no longer a guest in paradise, but an enemy.
CHAPTER SIX
CYLO HYDROS
“What are you saying?” I asked Melody. She was trembling and cowering on the bridge. I hated my brother for doing that to her. She was in so much shock and fear that she was almost unrecognizable. Her mouth was quivering and I wanted to scoop her up into my arms. I understood why. She had never seen a full dragon before, and one just tried to attack her. But even though my brother was wrong for doing so, he did bring to light some new information.
“I mean that I am the daughter of a president, but I am no spy,” she said. I was filled with anger. I turned to my brother, who gave me a smirk. Then he said, “To father’s chambers now!” He shifted back to dragon form and flew off in the direction of father’s chambers high in the trees. I turned to Melody. She had tears streaming down her face. “Come, we must go,” I said to her.
“Don’t believe him, Cylo. I am not a spy. You came to me, remember? You brought me here, not the other way around,” she trembled. I scooped her into my arms. She wrapped her trembling arms around my neck. I ran my hand down them trying to calm her. I was angry as hell, but she did not need to be in a state of fear when she was with me. I would not allow any harm to come to her. She pressed her head underneath my neck and then I flew off the bridge toward my father’s chambers. This was not going to be pretty for either of us.
“How dare you do that to her!” I screamed at Greia’s face!
“I did what I had to do to get a confession out of her. It is basic tactics of a Draqua warrior. Perhaps if you spent more time out in the battlefields instead of indulging in the flesh you would know this!” Greia shouted back.
“Sons! Enough!” my father roared as he got between us. “I want to hear from the human female.” We all turned to Melody, who was sitting on the bench with a glass of water in her hand. She still looked terrified.
“Tell me, Melody, are you the daughter of a president on Earth as the human females have informed Greia?” my father asked.
“Yes, I am. But I am not a spy as he says,” she said.
“And how do we know that?” Greia shouted at her.
“Greia, enough!” I shouted at him.
“Pay no attention to them, Melody. They have been at each other’s dragon throats since they were born. How are we to trust that you are not a spy? That you were not sent here to gather information on us that can destroy us?” my father asked.
“Because I was not sent here at all. I was on the coastline walking along minding my own business when your son here came out of nowhere and took me. That is how it happened. I had no intention of coming here, nor did I know that you even existed until I laid eyes on Cylo,” she said.
“She tells the truth, father. I picked her, not the other way around. How could she be a spy? It is only a coincidence that the woman I took is the daughter of a king on Earth,” I said trying to take the heat off of her.
“Then you are careless just as we thought! This is why you should not have gone to Earth at all!” Greia shouted at me. I hated to admit that he was right about it, but I was not going to say that out loud.
“This is bad, very, very bad,” my father said as he paced up and down the room.” Do you not see that this is going to be a problem, Cylo?” he said to me.
“It will be fine, father, as it has been since we have been taking human females from Earth,” I said.
“No. This is different. We usually take human females that we have watched for a week or so and found that they are not a person of notoriety. This woman is of importance. Right now there is probably a massive search on for her. This means that the top human minds will be investigating the area where she was taken and putting together pieces of the puzzle. They will not stop until they find her,” he said.
“Yes, father is right. That is why we must return her. We must do it in secret, and we must do it in a way that will allow the human to go on living her usual life,” Greia said.
“No!” I shouted.
“It may be the only way to salvage this, my son,” my father said.
“You sai
d that you are afraid that she is a spy and now you want to return her to Earth after she knows about us? That does not match your logic,” I said fuming. I was not going to give her up easily. I had already grown attached to the idea of making her my mate.
“The consequences of not returning her are greater. We must trust that when she returns, she will not speak about us or where she has been. Only by returning her will the search for her be called off and it will stop the humans from finding out information about us. It is the only way. Let us hope that we get her back in time,” my father said.
“And where would she say that she has been? This is absurd. It is safer to keep her here and hope that the humans will turn up no evidence of our existence in their search for her,” I said.
“Amnesia,” Melody said quietly.
“What?” Greia said.
“I can say that I have had amnesia. It means that I have lost memory. When they ask me where I have been, I will say that I have no recollection of it. I can turn up in a small town far from where I was taken. I can say that I fell on my hike, my walk that was on the coast where Cylo took me, and hit my head, and that is the last thing that I remember. They will think that I have just been wandering aimlessly and ended up north of where I was last seen. It happens. It happens a lot,” she said sadly.
“Melody…” I said, trying to stop her from helping the cause of my father and brother. I did not want her to go, but of course she must have wanted to go home. Why wouldn’t she? My brother had just scared her to death, and they were throwing suspicion onto her. She wanted to get out of here.
“That is a good idea. Amnesia. We will take her back to Earth in secret and drop her where she wishes,” Greia said.
“No! If anyone is going to do it, it will be me. This is my mess, it is my mission to clean it up and make you and father happy,” I said angrily.
“No, you will probably mess is up again. You will forget to use your invisibility shield exposing your presence to the humans. I forbid it,” Greia said.
“It is not your call to make. You are not king yet!” I shouted back. We both turned and looked at father. He was quiet as he looked at us and looked at Melody.
“Can I trust you, human female, to stay with the story of this amnesia you speak of?”
“Yes. I do not wish to do anything to harm your planet or the Draqua. I know first hand that it is best that the humans do not know of your existence. We fight amongst ourselves, and if they find out about you, they will want to fight you too. Man is ruthless like that. You have my word. I will say nothing and keep my memories of this place to myself,” she said sadly.
“Then it is settled. You will return to Earth tomorrow morning and you, Cylo, will be the one to take her. You will go alone and without escort as you did before. It seems to be the best way to get in and out of there unseen. Luck to both of you. Now go. This matter is settled,” he said.
“But father?” Greia said.
“It is settled, and that is my final word!” my father roared.
I wasted no time. I did not want my brother to convince him otherwise. I scooped Melody into my arms and took running strides to the veranda. I jumped off the rail and into flight. I flew her straight to her hut window and inside. I threw her on her bed.
“Why did you not tell me you were the daughter of a president on Earth?!” I shouted as I shifted back into Draqua man form. I was in a rage.
“Why did you not tell me you were a prince?!” she shouted back as she got to her feet and got in my face. “Why did you not tell me that your brother was a damn terror of a dragon?! Why did you not tell me that he would attack me like that?” she rambled on.
“I ask the questions here! You could have told me you were a human female of importance! It is vital to our existence to know that!” I said.
“You never asked who I was and I thought that you knew and that is why you took me!” she argued back.
“You could have mentioned it!” I yelled back.
“Why did you not tell me you were a prince when we first spoke?!” she said putting her hands on her hips.
“Because I try to avoid it all costs. I don’t like speaking of it,” I said.
“Well, I am the same way! I am the same as you! I don’t like being the daughter of a president and if someone does not know that I am, which is rare, then I don’t tell them. I get to be an anonymous, random person, but in their eyes only. I think you can understand that. It’s not because I’m some damn spy,” she said, pressing her finger into my chest over and over, lecturing me.
I’d had enough. I put my arms around her waist and pulled her to me. She let out a squeal. Then I planted my lips on hers and kissed her. She struggled for a second and then melted against my body. She was far shorter than me and I had to lift her up to my height in order to not strain my neck. Her arms went up around my neck and her legs wrapped around my belly. She was warm and heated and her bare skin under the muslin dress pressed against me.
“Oh, Cylo,” she whispered between kisses as I devoured her. I allowed my hands to rub down her back and cup her buttocks. I carried her as I took steps until I was near the wall. I pressed her back against the wall and then pressed my own body against hers. She moaned. I kissed her lips and then moved down her neck. I kissed, licked, and nibbled all the way down to her ample breasts. I pulled on the tube fabric that covered them and yanked it down. Two rosy nipples appeared, and they were hard. I couldn’t resist anymore. I put my mouth on one of them and licked and sucked on it.
“Oh god, oh yes,” she said as she pushed her fingers into my long black hair. She wanted it. She wanted it as bad as I did and I wondered just how wet she was already. I was going to find out. I allowed my hand to move from her belly downward. I put it between my body and hers until it was between her thighs. She let out a gasp. I tore at the cloth of her loincloth until it was in shreds on the floor. She was moaning and wiggling wildly against the wall. I moved my fingers over the top of her soft mound and then further down until it was nestled firmly in her slit.
“You’re so wet, Melody,” I whispered.
“You make me wet, Cylo,” she whispered back. I loved hearing those words come from her mouth. It was good for my already indulgent ego that I was the one making her wet. “I want you so badly, Cylo. I want you inside, Cylo,” she moaned.
I moved my fingers up and down along her slit, teasing her. Then I pushed one finger inside of her and pleasured her there. “Oh yes,” she moaned as she pushed her face against my shoulder. She was so small and delicate, and I could easily maneuver my hands and mouth up and down her body as I had her pinned against the wall. “I want you inside me. Please take me now,” she whispered. I pulled my hands from her and picked her up again as I carried her to the bed. I lay her down on her back. She was completely bottomless, with her loincloth on the floor. The tube of material that covered her breasts was now around her waist like a belt. The sheer material of the muslin dress covered her entire body. I wanted to be inside of her. But then as I walked over to her ready to take her, I stopped.
“No, I can’t,” I said looking at her with hungry eyes.
“What?” she said shocked.
“I cannot take you. I want to, but I cannot,” I said.
“What? Why not?” she said with anger and confusion in her voice.
“I can’t be inside you and then return you to Earth. If I know what it feels like to be inside of you, then I will never be able to let you go,” I said.
“But…” she began to say, but I did not stay to hear her protest. I shifted into dragon form and ran to the window and jumped out. I was still hard as fuck and facing complete sexual frustration that I needed to release.
“Cylo! We thought we wouldn’t be seeing you anymore,” Sarah said as I landed on the veranda outside the hut of Michelle and Sarah. They ran over to me eagerly.
“Oh, and he’s already ready for us,” Michelle said as she pushed her hand under my loincloth and wrapped her hand aroun
d my cock.
“Oh fuck,” I whispered. It was just what I needed. I closed my eyes. I imagined that Michelle’s hands were Melody’s hands.
I wanted Melody so damn bad. I could still taste her lips. I was not used to not taking what I wanted, when I wanted. So it had been excruciating for me to walk away from her when she was laid out for me to take. But I knew that my father was right, and I had to let her go. She was too risky to be abducted because she was a person of notoriety and needed to be taken back. Damn. I did not want to be the cause of a war with Earth because of my reckless ways, but if anyone was worth a war, it was Melody.
“Open your eyes, Cylo,” Michelle pouted. I opened my eyes and pushed all thought of Melody out of my mind, or tried to, as I indulged in satisfying my urges with these two women. The next day I would be stuck on a ship with Melody, and I would not have the space needed to stop my desire for her. So I had to get it all out while I could. I would fuck myself tired. It was the only thing that I could do under the circumstances.
