The Water Dragons Box Set: Books 1 - 4 (Complete)

by Charlene Hartnady

  She grabbed his ass and squeezed, rubbing herself against him. “I’ve missed you, Golden Boy. Missed you so much and I love you too. There were moments…lots of moments over the last two weeks where I wished it wasn’t true, but it is. I’m not sure how it happened but it did.”

  “It happened because I’m awesome.”

  She choked out a laugh.

  He turned serious. “Because we’re awesome together. Does this mean you agree to mating me?”

  “What do you think? Because,” she narrowed her eyes, “if you think I’m moving in, you’re sadly mistaken. I’m not giving the milk away for free.”

  “No moving in. I want that milk. I want it really badly.”

  She laughed and then realized what he was saying and stopped. “No dating?” Her heart beat faster.

  “No dating!”

  “No?” Faster still.

  “Nope.” He shook his head. “I’m making this official! You do agree to mating with me?” He looked at her, chest heaving, eyes wide.

  “Of course, yes.”

  He hoisted her into his arms and kissed her until she struggled to breathe or think. Then he put her down and stepped away from her.

  Jolene frowned “This is the part where you’re supposed to throw me on the ground and make passionate love to me.”

  “Um…I wouldn’t recommend it.” He shook his head.

  “Why? What’s going on?”

  "You didn't think I'd let you wander around alone did you?" Storm raised his brows. "Those slayers could come back." Storm whistled, and a couple of dragons took to the air around them. "I'm not risking your life, but I wanted this to be special. I wanted you to know you're it for me."

  “You’re so sweet and I love you.”

  Storm kissed her again, his lips brushing hers. “What do you say we head home?”

  “Sounds good.” She nodded, smiling so hard her cheeks hurt.

  Chapter 25

  Storm could hardly believe that this day was finally here and that Jolene had agreed to everything. It was the first time they had both readily agreed to the same thing at the same time. Good thing too, since this time it counted for so much.

  He flapped harder, wanting to get home already. To their home. To their future together. Storm was glad he didn’t have to make his way back on foot as would have been customary if his mini-hunt had actually been a real hunt.

  He made straight for his own patio, again glad he didn’t have to go through the main public balcony as was normally customary for a hunt. He carefully placed Jolene on her feet and then shifted as soon as his claws touched the ground.

  Jolene was the most beautiful thing he had ever laid eyes on. Her hair was in a loose, wind-swept ponytail, her brown eyes wide. He cupped her face in his hands and told her so, capturing her mouth with his. “I love kissing you,” he groaned as he pulled back. “You’re the first female I’ve enjoyed it with.”

  She rolled her eyes. “You’re not supposed to talk about previous conquests.”

  “Why not? You are my last and most important conquest.”

  “And that’s supposed to make it better?” She was smiling.

  “Yes.” He brushed his lips against hers. “Talking about conquests.” He hoisted her into his arms.

  “I need to shower first,” she said as she threaded her hands around his neck.

  “No, you don’t.” He shook his head.

  “We can shower together.” She raised her brows.

  “No!” He shook his head some more.

  “I have boob sweat.”

  Storm choked out a laugh. “I know it’s sick, but I love boob sweat.”

  “Ewwww.”

  “Let me reiterate, I love your boob sweat. I love anything to do with your boobs.” He nuzzled his face into her chest as he walked to the door. Jolene giggled as he opened it with one hand.

  “That’s both really sweet and really gross.” She wrinkled her nose.

  He shrugged. “I like it dirty remember?” He bobbed his eyebrows. “You couldn’t have forgotten already. Besides, I can’t wait to lay you out on my bed.” He dropped her right in the middle of said bed, watching as she bounced once. “So that I can give your pussy another lesson in French.”

  Her smile widened. “Now you’re talking my language.”

  He pulled off her trainers and then her socks. Easy! Slow! Gentle! He had to make this special for her. Not so straightforward when he was shaking with need. When she scented of candied apples. Tart yet sweet. So delicious, it made his mouth water.

  She had already unzipped her jeans and was peeling them down her thighs. He kneeled on the bed and help her get rid of them. Then she unzipped her jacket and pulled off her shirt. Her lacy black bra cupped her tits, showcasing them to perfection. Jolene thrust out her chest and giggled as she caught him gaping at her. "I did warn you about the boob sweat." She said as she unclasped the garment, letting all that lushness free.

  “Fuck but you’re sexy,” Storm growled and he pulled her legs over his shoulders. “Even your pussy is a thing of beauty,” he said as he looked down at all that loveliness between her lush thighs.

  “So crass, Golden Boy.”

  “Good thing you love it, Sweet Lips,” he said as he buried his face in her folds. Storm licked, sucked and possibly threw in a nip or two for good measure. When his hands joined the party, his sweet little human soon came crashing down, yelling his name as she did.

  Finally.

  Finally.

  It was time. Storm pulled off his pants and crawled over Jolene, caging her with his body. Her breasts were pressed against his chest. Her heels dug into his back. His cock lined up with her wet center. He longed to drive himself into her.

  Her hands draped around his neck. Her breathing was still labored from coming not half a minute ago. Her eyes were hazy, her cheeks flushed. Gorgeous.

  Vibrating with need, Storm sank his tip inside her with a hard grunt. He leaned in to capture her mouth. To plunder it. Jolene moaned as he sank deeper inside, easing out to slowly, ever so slowly sink deeper and deeper. In and out using infinite care. He broke the kiss, moving to her neck, her ear. Jolene moaned some more.

  Slow.

  Easy.

  Deep.

  “You feel amazing,” he whispered. “Are amazing.” He lifted her legs, angling himself deeper. Jolene cried out.

  Bingo.

  It took everything in him not to fuck her. To make her come then and there. His balls pulled up just thinking of doing it. Worship. Worship. Dammit. This was about her. Slow. Slow. There. Right fucking there. Jolene dug her nails into his back and groaned. Her thighs clamped tight. She made these noises, but fuck, he was also making ridiculous noises. Grunts and groans. Pure ecstasy and pure torture rolled into one.

  Poised just above her, his face an inch or two from hers. Her eyes were at half-mast, hazy with pleasure. Her lips. Rosy, parted and slightly swollen. Fuck, those lips. He loved them. Loved her so much. His heart swelled with the emotion. He brushed a kiss against her mouth. In and out. His balls so high and so tight, it hurt. His orgasm there. Just there. So was hers, he could feel her legs vibrate. Her nipples were hard against his chest.

  He smiled. At least, he hoped it looked like a smile, his skin felt too tight. “Are you going to come for me?” he asked, his voice a deep, panted rasp.

  She sort of smiled back, her head falling back, her eyes fluttering closed. “Are you going to make me?” she moaned.

  “Yes.” He ran his teeth along her throat, every instinct told him to sink them into her. To mark. To take. Not yet. He nipped, biting without breaking the skin.

  Excitement coursed through him as he nipped some more. It felt so good, so right. He thrust harder, just that tiny bit faster. He felt Jolene’s body tense beneath him. Every muscle, every sinew, every fiber pulled tight. He pulled back so he didn’t accidentally bite her. He wanted to watch her take her pleasure. Storm looked into her eyes. Her nails dug into him. They widened for a m
oment, then rolled back and her jaw turned slack. Her pussy clamped around him. It couldn’t be helped. His body took over, jerking into her hard, milking her. He groaned her name as he spilled himself inside her. Jolene yelled his name and something incoherent as well. He kept going until she was completely spent, then he rolled on his back, pulling her lifeless body into his arms. If she wasn’t breathing so heavily he might think she was dead.

  She moaned.

  “Are you okay?” he asked, feeling concerned.

  No answer.

  “Did I hurt you?” He swept the hair from her face. “I thought I was being careful,” he added.

  Jolene smiled and lifted her head a little to look at him. She looked drunk. “I’m fine,” she half-slurred. “Better than fine.” She let her head drop back on his chest. Then she giggled, still sounding drunk. “That was amazing.”

  He caressed her hair. He couldn’t help himself. He had to. “Was it the best?”

  She laughed, lifting her head so she could squint at him. “Yes, okay. Yes, dammit. It was the best.”

  “Yes!” he yelled, fist-punching the air. “That was the first time I’ve ever made love to anyone ever.” He chuckled. “I can’t believe you thought it was the best. I think it needs work,” he grumbled the last.

  “Oh I’ve come much harder but that was the best.” She kissed him on the chest.

  “What?” He sat up, dragging her up too. “Are you telling me one of your loser ex-boyfriends did a better job?” Jealousy burned. It ate at him. It clawed him from the inside out. “At least I have a very long time to change your mind.” The thought helped but not much.

  Jolene smiled. She leaned in and cupped his jaw. “No silly. I was talking about you.”

  Storm frowned. “That doesn’t make any sense. I made you come the hardest, but I wasn’t the best?”

  “Exactly.” She shook her head. “Not until right now. This was the first time you put any emotion in the act. The first time it was more than just fucking. It was amazing. So special.” She bit down on her bottom lip, her eyes glassy.

  “It was special to me too. I wanted to make love to you before. I wanted to really badly but…I couldn’t.”

  She put her arms around him. “It wasn’t the right time.”

  “No.” He shook his head.

  “So, are we mated?” Her eyes shone. “It works with biting, right?”

  “Not yet,” he said. “It’s not something we have to rush into. I have to bite you, as in draw blood, before it’s official.”

  Her eyes clouded just a little. “You do still want to, don’t you?”

  “Oh yes. Very fucking badly.” He kissed her. “I don’t want to rush though. Did you like it? My teeth on you?”

  She nodded. “Yes, it felt really good. Like crazy good.”

  “You are supposed to have a spot on your neck, an erogenous zone.” He licked his lips and she tracked the movement.

  “Oh really?” She raised her brows.

  “When I find it, you’ll beg me to bite you. I mean to really bite you.”

  “Will I now?” She looked at him from under her lashes.

  “Yes, you most certainly will.” He nodded once.

  “Leaves us with a bit of a dilemma then.” She cocked her head.

  He loved and hated where this was going. This female. “What dilemma would that be, Sweet Lips?”

  “Well, I have this little rule.”

  Fuck! “What rule is that?” He traced the underside of her breast with the tip of his finger.

  “I don’t beg.” She shook her head.

  “Not ever?”

  “Never.”

  “Can’t or won’t?” he asked. He was so in love. So much so that he was going to have to make Beck punch him later. Hard!

  “Both.”

  “I guess I’ll have to change your mind about that.” He squeezed her nipple softly, loving how her pupils dilated.

  “Not happening.” She shook her head.

  “Want to bet?”

  “I don’t have to.”

  “I will change your mind and you will beg me to bite you.” He leaned in and suckled on her nipple.

  Jolene moaned as he released her. “Says who?’ She was breathing heavily, her eyes glinting. The challenge in them apparent.

  He smiled. “Your body, Sweet Lips, your body tells me so.”

  “Too bad my body isn’t in charge, Golden Boy.”

  He looked up and into her gorgeous eyes. Game on! Jolene was going to beg him, and he was going to love the hell out of making her.

  Book 2: Captured Dragon

  Chapter 1

  The youngest of their group of four stopped walking. She shielded her eyes with her hand and squinted up at the sky. Paige stopped walking as well and squinted in the same direction. She narrowed her eyes further, trying to see what Kelly was looking at. “Is that…” she began, still not entirely sure what it was.

  “It’s a helicopter,” Kelly said.

  The other two women were just up ahead. They stopped, turned back and then they also put their hands up to shield their eyes from the midday sun. Looking to the north. “Surely that’s not right.” Hayley sounded skeptical. “They must be lost or something.”

  Paige’s thoughts exactly. Her heart began to pound. Exactly why she was feeling apprehensive, she couldn’t say. “Maybe we should head for cover.” She knew she sounded paranoid, silly even, but once the thought took residence in her mind, she couldn’t help but feel she was right.

  “Why?” Sydney asked, hands on her hips. She made a face. “It’s just a chopper.” She shrugged. “Ignore it. Let’s keep on moving.” She pointed to the grassy fields up ahead. Open and exposed.

  “Yeah,” Paige countered, sounding unsure, “but what is it doing all the way out here?”

  “It shouldn’t be here…I don’t think,” Kelly added. “We’re in the middle of nowhere. Surely dragon shifters don’t use helicopters? They didn’t mention anything about them in the brief they gave us either. If it’s humans, what are they doing out here on shifter lands? This just doesn’t feel right.” She looked around them. Wilderness as far as the eye could see.

  “Since humans don’t even know about the existence of dragon shifters ‒ I mean, we only found out yesterday ourselves ‒ how would they know not to come here?” Haley asked, still squinting in the direction of the chopper. “I doubt the shifters would use artificial means to fly. That just seems stupid. I mean, they can already fly, they’re dragons.” She said the last more to herself. “I doubt it’s anything to worry about. They’re probably lost or something.”

  “If we can see them, I’m sure they can see us,” Sydney said. “Seems silly to run and hide now.”

  “Not necessarily,” Paige responded. “They’re in a big machine in the middle of a cloudless sky. We’re four women, on a landscape. If we hustle, we might just make it to the cover of those trees before they see us.” There was a touch of panic to her voice as she pointed to a treed area.

  “That outcrop of trees is at least two hundred feet away. Even if we ran, they would see us. Whoever is in that thing doesn’t care about us. Let’s ignore the helicopter and keep on moving.” Sydney tightened her ponytail, pulling some wayward strands of chestnut hair behind her ear. The lady was gorgeous. Big doe-like eyes. She was also a royal pain in the ass. At thirty-two, she was the oldest in the group, held down some corporate position and had somehow decided that she was the leader of their little team. Paige was only a year younger. She hadn’t been able to go to college but had taken a course ‒ one of those online ones ‒ and now she worked as a vet’s assistant. Haley had dark hair and green eyes. She seemed to just go along with whatever Sydney wanted. Kelly was the youngest and quite shy.

  “Let’s put it to a vote,” Paige suggested, feeling both anxious and annoyed. Her gut was telling her to get the hell out of there. Her dad had always told her to trust her gut. His advice had been spot on over the years.

  From the
way Kelly was wringing her hands, she could tell the other woman was feeling nervous about this as well.

  Hayley shrugged, looking completely indifferent. “It looks like that helicopter is on its way over here. They were originally headed more towards that direction,” she pointed to the mountains, “but seemed to have changed course. I think they’ve spotted us. No use running now.” Another shrug.

  Paige swallowed thickly. “We can still run.” They should run…immediately. “I have a bad feeling about this.”

  “I agree.” Kelly’s already pale complexion got a whole lot paler. “They shouldn’t be out here. Where are those dragons? Why aren’t they here? This isn’t right!”

  “Stop already with the dramatics.” Sydney rolled her eyes. “Relax.” She flapped a hand. “We are in the middle of nowhere. I’m sure they want to check in on us to make sure we’re okay ‒ that’s if they even land. I’ll be shocked if they do.”

  “They did change course.” Kelly’s eyes were wide. “Why would they have done that if they hadn’t seen us? I’m sure they’ll land.”

  Smart girl! Paige agreed. The chopper was fast approaching. By now she could hear the whine of the engine and the sound of the rotors.

  “We can’t tell them anything about why we are really here,” Haley said. “We signed those non-disclosures.”

  “Not that they would believe us anyway.” Sydney widened her eyes. “Who would believe that a bunch of women were out here hoping to land themselves a dragon shifter?” She laughed. “We need to agree to a story and then stick to it. Once they know we’re fine, they’ll leave. I’m sure of it.”

  “I agree,” Hayley said, completely relaxed. “Okay, so, we’re a group of ladies out on a hike.” She lifted her eyes in thought. “We’re being picked up at three-thirty this afternoon and need to make it to the pick-up point. That’s all.”

  “Good idea!” Sydney nodded. She smiled. “We were dropped off early this morning. We’re here to experience nature.”