My Asian Dragon: A BWAM Romance Story

by R S Holloway

  At the water barrel, Joy dipped in her cup and took a deep drink of the clear water. It was another thing she had quickly gotten used to. Even without the so-called benefits of modern water treatment plants, the water from the wells in the village was pristine. Wiping her mouth with the sleeve of her shirt, Joy blinked. Coming out of the forest, across the field, were two men, neither of which Joy had seen before. Squinting, she was sure something was going on, as both men were dressed in what looked like camouflage tactical gear. Joy looked around, and called to one of the other people in the field with her. "Hey!"

  One of the other field workers, a young man, looked up. Joy waved, and pointed at the two men approaching from out of the forest. "Longwei!" she yelled, pointing and gesturing. "Get Longwei!"

  The man didn't know what the word ‘get’ meant, but he followed her pointing, and upon seeing the two strangers, scrambled to his feet. He took off running back towards the main body of the village, while the other three people stood up.

  Joy was shocked when the two strangers, upon seeing their approach had been discovered, pulled out automatic rifles, firing on the group. The villagers screamed, and Joy felt instincts she hadn't used in years kick in, the instincts developed in the poor Washington DC streets, and she dove for cover behind the cart, making sure to keep the wheels between her and the attackers. Glancing out from behind her cover, she saw as the attackers made their way towards them. Luckily, nobody was hurt in the initial burst of gunfire, and Joy was thankful to see the other three villagers scampering away as fast as they could.

  Unfortunately for her, she saw the two gunmen making their way towards her. She looked around desperately, looking for anything she could use to keep the gunmen away or distracted while she ran away. However, the only thing she could see were a couple of farm tools, small hand held scythes they used for cutting stubborn weeds, and a hoe that could be used if necessary. Neither was enough to allow her to defend herself against gunmen with automatic weapons.

  Peeking out again, she saw the gunmen were now halfway across the fields. Confident in their prey, they were walking casually, not rushing into any situation. One of them pointed his rifle at Joy, so she ducked back behind cover before he could squeeze off any fire in her direction. Getting to her knees, she dug her toes into the dirt, bracing her left foot against the cart's tire. While she wasn't a track star, there was no way she was going to just sit there and let the gunmen come and slaughter her.

  Joy came into a crouch, her knuckles in the dirt, and took a deep breath. With an internal yell, she sprinted away from the cart, keeping herself low and using the cart for as much cover as she could. After two seconds, she cut to her right, starting to zig-zag her way across the field she was in towards the village. She heard the rattling bark of gunfire, and dove, rolling as she did before pivoting and sprinting the other direction. She saw a berm in the field ahead, and dove behind it, just as automatic fire chewed up the ground she was hiding behind.

  Joy's breath was liquid fire in her throat, the exertion of the all out sprint combined with the fear sent her heart rate through the roof. She regretted not wearing her running shoes today of all things, choosing instead one of the pairs of sturdy work boots she had picked up the habit of wearing in the two weeks since Billy had brought her back. At least this wasn't the first day I wore these, she thought. I never would have made it then.

  Joy heard a sliding snapping sound, and realized the gunmen were reloading. Taking advantage of the momentary respite, she scrambled to her feet to take off again, seeing a large rock maybe fifty meters ahead of her. If she could make it there, she might have a chance.

  Just as she started to sprint, a harrowing roar split the early afternoon air. From the corner of her eye, she saw a green blur come from the direction of the village. Not stopping her run, she dashed behind the rock, dropping to cover just as she heard a sharp scream, and gunfire bray in response. None of the gunfire was in her direction however, so she turned to see what had happened.

  What she saw amazed her. Longwei, in full dragon form, had already killed one of the gunmen, the body laying in two pieces on the ground. The second was pointing his rifle at Longwei, who was circling him with his jaw open, a harsh rasping sound coming from his mouth as his tongue flickered back and forth. The second gunman was obviously terrified, but managed to squeeze off another burst of fire towards Longwei. Joy swore she saw Longwei's image almost shimmer in the air before darting forward, the powerful jaws snapping around the barrel of the gun to tear it out of the gunman's grasp. The same move caught part of the gunman's left hand, severing it and sending hot jets of blood spurting into the air. The gunman dropped to the ground, screaming before passing out, and Longwei quickly shifted back to his human form. Pulling the man's shirt off, he quickly knotted it around the gunman's wrist before twisting, making a rough tourniquet and stopping the blood flow.

  Joy came running up, her desire to help Longwei overriding her instinct to flee. "What can I do?" she asked, kneeling next to him.

  "Are you all right?" he asked her in reply, before glancing around. "The hand cutter."

  She grabbed the tool off the cart, giving it to Longwei who threaded it through the wraps of the tourniquet to give him a better handle to twist with. When the blood flow was fully cut off, he locked the handle down using the man's belt. "The doctor will be here soon," Longwei replied. "Are you hurt?"

  "No," Joy replied, "just scared out of my wits."

  "I understand. Help me with the other."

  Joy looked on in disgust at the other body, which had been torn almost in half at the stomach area. Longwei shook his head in frustration. "Help me search the body, quickly!" he said. "Before his blood ruins any documents or anything else that may help us figure out who just tried to kill you!"

  Swallowing her gorge, Joy started patting down the legs of the half corpse, pulling out a wallet and some papers from a pocket. Longwei took the upper body, yanking off the remains of the man's tactical vest before quickly emptying his chest pocket. He then grabbed the belt, setting it with the tactical vest until he was sure the rest of the torso was searched. Joy held up what she had found, which he took and started looking over. His face clouded blackly, and she swore she could see his eyes flash greenish in anger. "What is it?"

  "Triads," he said, handing her a piece of notepaper. "I will guarantee you once we wash this man's body, we will find a Triad tattoo on him somewhere. The paper is a full description of you, and directions to the village from Heifei."

  "What? But why?"

  Longwei looked down at the surviving gunman, his face tight with anger. "That is what I want to know as well."

  *****

  That night, as Joy lay in her bed, she couldn't find sleep. She thought after the adrenaline wore off, and hours wore on, she would be exhausted. Instead, she could tell from a quick glance at her cell phone clock that it was now almost eleven at night, and she had spent the past three hours tossing and turning in her bed, the lights off. Finally, with a huff of anger, she threw the covers off, pulling on a tank top to go with the boxer shorts she normally wore to bed. Heading out into the halls of the temple, she headed towards the courtyard, where perhaps she could get some fresh air and let herself find sleep.

  As she walked near the small room that Longwei and her often used for eating meals together, she saw a flickering light. Coming closer, she saw Longwei sitting up, a single candle illuminating the room as he read from a book. Joy was surprised to see the title. "I didn't think you were into Nietzsche," Joy said quietly, trying to avoid startling him. "You okay?"

  "Mmmmm," Longwei replied quietly, as he turned a page on the book. "I actually don't like him very much, he's very convoluted. But, I thought after today it would be more fitting to my mental state than Marcus Aurelius."

  "I see," Joy said. "Should I leave you alone, then?"

  Longwei shook his head, setting his book aside. "No. Actually, I've been sitting here trying not
to go to you this whole time. I was afraid that if I did, I would not be in control of myself."

  "What do you mean?" Joy asked, sitting in the chair next to him. When Longwei didn't answer, she reached out, placing her hand on top of his. "Come on, Longwei. Talk to me."

  Longwei stared into his lap, and his voice was barely audible. "I was scared today," he whispered, his voice harsh. "I've never been scared before."

  "Well, that's to be expected," Joy replied. "They had automatic guns. Even if you're in your dragon form...."

  "Their guns could not have hurt me," Longwei said, cutting her off. "You saw how easily I dodged their bullets. Joy, I was scared because I couldn't stand the thought of losing you."

  Longwei's words shook her deeply. She squeezed his fingers, before sliding into his lap. It was a tight fit, but the chairs didn't have armrests, so she was able to straddle him. Placing her fingers under his chin, she lifted his face to look her in the eyes. "Longwei, I'm not going anywhere," she said quietly. "I'm right here, right now. Don't tear yourself apart over what may have happened today. You saved me, you protected me, and I'm safe. I've spent the past three hours tossing and turning, needing something and what I realize now is I need you."

  Joy leaned in and kissed Longwei, thrilled again as his long, nimble tongue entwined with hers. His hands wrapped around her back, pulling her into him, stroking up and down her spine, his fingers playing with the textures of her backbone until she moaned. Pulling back, she held her arms above her head, letting him pull her tank top off. Her nipples were already hardening, and she mewled softly as he captured her right breast in his mouth, sucking and licking on the tender flesh. She had always had sensitive nipples, and his talented tongue soon had her seeing stars as Longwei alternated between her breasts, bringing each to incredible levels of arousal before switching to the other side. Her pussy was soaked by the time she pushed him back, falling to her knees in front of him. She laid back for a moment to pull her boxers off, leaving herself naked in front of him.

  Pulling on the waistband of his trousers, Joy was momentarily frustrated until she remembered the drawstring tie. Pulling the knot free, she quickly freed Longwei's cock from his pants, her mouth dropping open in awe at the sight of him. Last time they had sex, she hadn't had a chance to truly admire the magnificence of his cock, which was now illuminated in the warm candlelight. Now, she could see the fine network of veins under the skin, creating the ridges and texture that had lit every nerve inside her on fire last time. He was uncut, but the head was already starting to bulge past the foreskin, and she could see the slim, almost elegant taper of his tip. Licking her lips, she wrapped her hand around him, and gasped at the warmth of it. "Last time, you used your mouth on me," she whispered, looking him in the eye. "Now it's my turn."

  Leaning forward, Joy licked Longwei's shaft, starting at the base near his heavy, silky balls before swirling her tongue around the tip. She kept her eyes on Longwei's the whole time, opening her mouth wide before sucking and kissing the head of his cock hungrily, and kissing her way back down the shaft of his cock. "Amazing," Longwei muttered, his hand stroking her hair. "But you do not have to. No other woman ever has before."

  "And I am no other woman," Joy replied, licking up his shaft again. Opening her mouth wide, she sucked him into her mouth, stretching herself as wide as she could as she worked him into her mouth. She understood why no other woman could be able to swallow the thickness of Longwei's cock, it was stretching her jaw even though she only had half of it in her mouth. She breathed deeply though her nose as she relaxed, taking more of him in. She could feel her airway being totally cut off as she felt her nose nestle against the soft hair surrounding Longwei's penis, and she let herself feel a moment of triumph before carefully withdrawing, making sure not to scrape his tender skin with her teeth. Reaching the tip again, she let herself look Longwei in the eyes again as she started sucking up and down, taking only half his shaft in her mouth as she bobbed her lips up and down his cock. With her left hand, she wrapped her fingers around the lower half of his cock, and her right hand cupped his balls, letting them roll between her fingers as she sucked him lovingly. When Longwei's hips started to buck, she took her mouth away, sliding back. "See? Told you."

  "You are one of a kind," Longwei said.

  "Now, there's a favorite of mine I want you to do to me," Joy said, turning around and getting on her elbows and knees. "This is my favorite."

  Looking back over her shoulder, Joy felt a fresh wave of wetness through her pussy as Longwei slid to his knees behind her. He paused to pull his t-shirt over his head, before reaching forward with his hand to cup her pussy. She could feel him pause, as he realized that she had taken the time since their last time having sex to shave her pussy. "It's so soft," he whispered, his fingers rubbing over her flesh. "When did you?"

  "Last night," she moaned, as his index finger brushed against her hard clit. "I was hoping to do something this weekend, but this is better."

  Longwei massaged her labia with his fingers for long pleasurable minutes, until she could feel herself pushing back into his hand, desperate for more. "Please, take me," she begged. "I need you."

  Joy felt fireworks erupting in her body as Longwei's hands gripped her waist, and he pushed his cock inside her. He still had to stretch her slowly, using short slow strokes until she felt his hips nestle against her ass. He pulled back, until he was just inside her, then pushed forward faster, his hips slapping against hers as he pistoned inside her forcefully. She felt her body shake as he pushed in and out, the angle of his cock rubbing against her g-spot again. She had never had a lover who could fill her pussy and rub her g-spot so perfectly with every stroke, his thickness and veiny ridges driving her wild.

  Longwei's ability to hold out over last time surprised her, but thrilled her at the same time as he continued to slip in and out of her pussy with his perfect cock. She felt an orgasm flow over her, causing her to cry out against her forearm. Longwei held her tightly against him as she came, starting to pump in and out again once she stopped quivering. His pace was rapid, urgent and hungry for his own climax, and she felt her body respond again.

  She had always been multi-orgasmic, but never so close together as Longwei pounded her strongly. His hands were tight around her waist as he sped up even more, the tip of his cock brushing against her g-spot with every thrust, his balls slapping against her clit with each quaking impact of his hips against her ass. Longwei was grunting softly, his breath puffing in and out of his nose, when she felt his strokes become ragged, frantic. "Oh fuuuuck," Joy moaned, as she felt Longwei climax, his come filling her and triggering her second climax. She clamped around his twitching cock, squeezing every drop of his precious seed out of him as she wailed her joy, her eyes squeezed shut.

  When she finally could open her eyes again, she felt Longwei pull her back into a strong embrace, his arms holding her tightly to him as he kissed the back of her neck. "I love you," Longwei whispered, kissing her again. "That's why I was so scared."

  "I love you too," Joy replied, smiling as Longwei effortlessly lifted her into the air. He carried her in his arms, shifting her until he was carrying her like a new bride to his room, where he laid her on the bed. She stretched out, and felt sleep wash over her as Longwei laid down next to her, wrapping her again in his arms, his strength giving her the comfort she needed to finally relax.

  Chapter 6

  Joy inhaled deeply before remembering the air was thick with tobacco smoke. Coughing softly, she took a moment to clear her lungs before centering herself, focusing on the next few minutes. It had been a long time since she had done any singing in public.

  The initial plan had seemed simple, but now seemed helplessly foolish. After stripping and searching the Triad bodies, Longwei had discussed the situation with some of the other village elders, men he trusted and had known since he was a boy. In a sign of how important Joy was becoming to him, he included her in all of the meetings, even if
she didn't understand much, if any, of what was being said. Still, he had filled her in, explaining that while the written note had included directions on how to get to the village from Shanghai, the men that had attacked were actually members of a much closer sect of the Triad, based in the nearby industrial city of Hefei. That they were armed with automatic weapons was more concerning, because it meant that the Triads were willing to risk serious governmental reprisal.

  The initial plan was for Longwei to try and go in alone, but Joy had nixed that. "No offense Longwei, but you're a man, and it will take you years to gain their trust and penetrate the layers of their organization to the point of doing anything meaningful."

  "So what do you propose?"

  Joy laughed. "We use a weapon that men worldwide have been weak to since the beginning of time."

  The conversation had led her here, to this Triad controlled nightclub deep in the Triad controlled pleasure district of Hefei. She was standing backstage, dressed in a tight blue velvet dress, her breasts pushed together to create maximum cleavage, a long slit running almost all the way to her hip. She was thankful she had some singing ability, as the waitresses in the club wore even more revealing clothing, and from what she could see, were groped by the patrons on an almost regular basis.

  Glancing to her left, she looked into the club's tiny kitchen, where she saw Longwei studiously washing dishes. He spared her a worried glance, but smiled, which she dared to return. Officially, their cover story was they didn't know each other, and just happened to start working at the club at about the same time. They even kept separate apartments, dives that were tiny and cramped, but within a block of each other. It had been this way for the past two weeks.