Night of the Dragons

by Miranda Martin

"Perhaps," he agrees, giving me a wink as he stands. "Unfortunately, it is now my turn to patrol the area. We will have to finish this at a later time."

  Flashing me a final smile, he walks away to do just that. What a tease! But I wouldn't have it any other way.

  "Would you like to go for a swim?"

  I look up at Kaidan's question. He watches me expectantly, his handsome face more open and relaxed than it was when I first met him. In fact, all of them look more relaxed, happier. I'm sure all the orgasms and the enforced rest doesn't hurt, but I think a big part of it is that they feel secure with me now that we've all spoken about how we feel. I know I do.

  Kaidan's already naked in preparation for going into the water and I take a moment just to appreciate the sight of him. The broad shoulders, the muscled torso and legs. That long, thick cock, already stirring as I look at him. It never gets old, their reaction to me. I feel so wanted. It's an aphrodisiac I have no defense against.

  "Sure," I agree, taking his hand and letting him pull me to my feet.

  He helps me shuck my clothes—not that I'm in them that often—and then leads me into the water. As usual, the temperature is perfect. And so is Kaidan. I splash him with some water, laughing at his surprised face. But then his eyes narrow. Uh oh. I try to swim away, a losing proposition while I'm laughing so hard. He trounces me in the water fight, but it doesn't last long when I curl my fingers around that waiting erection.

  In the next instant, he picks me up, guides my legs around his waist, and then he's spearing into me, filling me perfectly. It's hard and fast and satisfying—and just what I want.

  "Time for epis," Mikhos calls out as we're catching our breath.

  Kaidan grunts, turning to walk us over to the beach and Mikhos so I can take the epis. At this point, I feel like I'm almost glowing with health. And the men take complete advantage of it.

  That night, Ejder draws me away after dinner and fills me from behind, his steady thrusts hitting that perfect spot inside me, drawing a different kind of orgasm, one that's deep and fulfilling. After teasing me for almost an hour of course. It is Ejder after all.

  The next morning it's Anguis. He orders me to lie still while he kisses and licks every inch of my body without touching me between my legs, where I want it most. Then, when I'm ready to beg, he licks me to not one orgasm, but two, before filling me with that huge erection.

  Mikhos tends to like it slow and gentle, with lots of kissing and touching before the act, until every inch of me feels like it's tingling softly. He also likes to talk to me the most, asking me questions about the ship and what happened to me on it.

  "They simply closed you into this box and left you?" he asks, frowning. "That does not sound helpful."

  I laugh, shaking my head.

  "Not when you put it that way," I agree. "But they didn't have anything that would fix me," I explain. "It was just a way to keep me alive with the hope that they'd figure something out later."

  He nods, cuddling me closer on the bedroll.

  Kaidan is asleep in front of me.

  "Well, I am glad they kept you alive so that we could find you," he says, kissing my ear and melting my heart.

  They all do. The weeks flash by, each day filled with love, laughter, conversation. And sex. Lots and lots of hot sex. I feel like I'm on a very strange, underground tropical vacation. A fantasy vacation.

  "How are you feeling?" Mikhos asks me one day.

  "Oh." I take a quick mental inventory. "Fine. I feel great."

  He nods, smiling.

  "Good. I think we can leave now. Your last epis dose was weeks ago. You are healed."

  I stare at him, thinking back. He's right. I have been fine for weeks!

  Letting out a happy whoop, I grab him in a tight hug before rushing to the others and hugging and kissing them as well. They all laugh at my happiness, hugging me back, congratulating me.

  Right before we head out, Ejder climbs up and grabs a fresh strand of epis for me right before we leave. Just in case.

  "This environment is also new for you," Mikhos explains. "We believe you would need epis to adjust even if you were not already sick when you arrived."

  That makes sense. Humans aren't really meant for this harsh climate. So I eat the epis, looking around at the cavern as I chew. I'm kind of going to miss this place and the memories we made here, but I'm also ready to see sunlight again.

  In only a few minutes, we're ready to go again. I can actually make the full journey through the caves on my own strength. I feel stronger than ever, the constant swimming and eating having built my muscles up. I actually have muscles now, which is really cool to see.

  When we walk out into the sunlight, we all squint, taking a moment to adjust to the brighter light, the increased heat. My eyes drink in the green around us as well. But then we're moving again at a quick pace and I remember how much I hate the heat. It's much cooler underground.

  I hold my own for a while, managing to keep up with what I'm sure is a slower pace for the men. In fact, I don't need help from the men until we reach the end of the oasis and travel into the desert again. At that point, I have to give into the fact that I'm just not built to traverse that fine sand. So the men take turns carrying me, talking to me. Or letting me talk at them in Anguis's case.

  The journey back isn't nearly as bad as the one to get the epis, probably because I feel so much better now. I'm still really happy when we finally make it back to the rock face and the end of our long journey, as are the men. We haven't been back here in . . . and that's when it hits me. I've been with the men for months! How has it been that long already?

  As we enter the food cave and the men start to put away the meat they were able to hunt on the way here, I have another disconcerting thought. Shouldn't I have gotten my period by now? I was never regular because of the cancer treatments and the cancer itself, but I should have had at least one by now. Especially if I'm supposed to be healed.

  I drop down on a stool in a daze as the men move around me, not noticing my shock yet. I touch my stomach. It's rounder, but I thought it was just because I was actually eating now that I’m not nauseated all the time. My breasts are bigger too, but I thought it was for the same reason. Though that wouldn't account for the tenderness I've started to notice.

  Oh my God.

  I'm probably pregnant. All the signs point to it.

  Oh my God.

  As the shock of it wears off, joy starts to take its place.

  A baby! I'm going to have a baby! I can't help the smile that crosses my face. I never dared to dream about having a family, not when I didn't know if I'd even have the next day. The thought of a child of my very own . . . I cup my stomach, happiness bubbling up inside me.

  Then another thought gives me pause. What about the men? How are they going to feel about this? Will they be happy at the news? I bite my lip, feeling anxiety rise.

  I can't hold this in. I have to know right now. I have to tell them. I clear my throat.

  "Um, guys?"

  They all immediately turn to me, questioning looks on their faces. I stand up, my hands still on my stomach. Mikhos notes the gesture right away and realization starts to dawn on his face before the others notice anything.

  "I think we are going to have a baby," I say in a quiet voice, scanning their faces, searching for how they truly feel about the news. Mikhos is already moving forward, his hand reaching out to touch my slightly rounded belly.

  "A baby," he breathes, happiness infusing his face, his tone. "Oh, Piper."

  That snaps the others out of their shock and they rush over to me.

  "A child," Anguis says in a wondering voice, his large hand at the small of my back, his other cupping the side of my belly.

  "I am most likely the father," Kaidan says haughtily.

  "Your boys are too pretty to get the job done," Ejder counters.

  "We are all the father," Mikhos interjects. "The baby is all of ours."

  The men don't even hesita
te, immediately agreeing with that sentiment. I feel my shoulders relax as my dragon-men guide me to sit down on the stool, start to cater to me hand and foot like they did when I was sick. They're so excited. They even start talking baby names right off the bat, which is just adorable.

  A tear trickles down my face from the joy of the moment.

  "What is wrong?" Anguis asks in alarm as he notices I'm crying. "Are you in pain?"

  All of them immediately crowd around me again.

  "No," I reassure them, laughing wetly. "I'm just happy. And I’m glad that you are happy at the news."

  "Of course we are happy," Ejder agrees.

  "A child is wonderful news," Kaidan adds.

  "We are well and truly a family now," Mikhos murmurs, taking my hand in his. "Of course we are overjoyed."

  The love they all have for me, for our baby, pours out of them. I'm so grateful for all of them. So grateful for our future that is brighter than I could have dreamed.

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  Calista is happy with her life of scientific research. She doesn't need love, she has her books, her friends, and her work. Things are fine until her ship is attacked by space pirates and crash lands on a desert planet with heat so intense she and her friends can't survive without help.

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  “Who are you?” I ask.

  His head cocks to one side then he opens his mouth and makes a sound that contains a lot of s sounds and a bit of hissing. I shake my head, not understanding, but it’s clear he’s intelligent and has a language. He waits for me to respond then repeats the same sounds again. I shake my head, frustrated.

  “I don’t understand,” I say, motioning with my hands like that will help.

  On board the ship we all spoke Galactic Common. Everyone does, though some old holdouts keep their native language too. No one in the galaxy doesn’t speak Common. Where the hell have we crashed that he doesn’t know it? Vulcan, right, well if only I’d been geek enough to learn to speak Vulcan. He doesn’t look like Spock though and I sure as hell ain’t Captain Kirk.

  He slides closer and as he does my stomach tightens and my pussy grows wet again. He’d been… examining me and he really is quite attractive. It’s wrong though, what the hell am I thinking, getting off on an alien? He pauses as if waiting for me to stop him then he reaches out and touches my thigh. His hand is so cool, a thrill runs along my nerves at his touch. It’s exciting and enticing and so damn wrong. I can’t do this. I pull back but the delay in my action seems to encourage him. He touches both my legs with his hands and traces a path along my thighs down from my knees to the sides of my hips. Electric chills race along to my spine then up to my core as he moves closer to my erogenous zones and moisture slides down my thighs.

  I shudder and he stops, looking into my eyes. He says something but who the hell knows what. This is nuts, insane even, I can’t let this man, this alien do this to me. I can’t but I don’t want him to stop. Desire is a pulsing need in the tight ball of my lower stomach and I want nothing more than to be pleasured. No matter how wrong it is.

  He runs his hands up and down my legs then up across my arms. I’m breathing in short gasps, my heart is racing, I shake my head side to side.

  “No,” I whisper. “No.”

  He doesn’t stop. His strong hands grip my knees and push down. I want to resist, I try, but I can’t. My legs straighten out leaving me exposed. I cross my arms over my breasts holding on to some level of modesty. His intense eyes bore into mine then he shifts his attention to between my legs as his fingers trail along my skin. He speaks again, and it ends with a soft hiss. Strong fingers knead the muscles of my calves then up past my knees onto my thighs. My legs part as he moves, almost like they have a will of their own. He’s in control and I can’t stop him. I should, I should want to, but it feels so good as he works up closer and closer to my sex.

  “I can’t,” I protest. “This is wrong.”

  He looks up, pausing and cocking his head to the side. It’s a moment, I can stop this. We may not be able to communicate with words but he seems to get that I’m protesting, and he waits.

  I shake my head side to side but my clit is pulsing with a desperate need I can’t ignore. I don’t say anything else and he moves again. With one hand he uses thumb and forefinger to form an upside down V that pulls my silky folds apart. Slowly, so slowly it drives me mad I watch the index finger of his other massive hand approach. When it reaches my wet silk a shudder rips through me as he drags that finger up through the layers of my sex and then lightly grazes across my clitoris.

  I hear myself moaning and my hips buck forward wanting, needing more. I need to be penetrated. He presses against my clitoris and rubs in a circular motion that is perfect, like an expert playing my body to a symphony of his own creation.

  His hands stop and pull back then he’s stroking my hair, my face, my arms. His touch sends thrills through me as he continues exploring my body. I drop all my defenses giving myself over to his gentle ministrations. I reach out and touch his face which makes him smile. His eyes light up as he runs his hands down my sides to my ass. He grips my waist and lifts me up easily as if I weigh nothing. He moves me to rest on his lap. One of his large hands cups the back of my head while the other roams down across my breasts. He touches my nipples and they both stand erect like small diamonds ready to cut glass.

  His fingers glide across my stomach and down between my legs. I’m wet and ready as he plows through my folds. When he slides across my clitoris, I cry out in surprise and joy unable to contain the thrill that pushes me over the edge then he buries the tip of his finger inside me while keeping pressure on my clit.

  He moves his finger back and forth creating a rubbing pressure on my sensitive nub while giving me the full sensation inside. It’s amazing and I move my hips in time letting him have his way with me. I need this, I need to get off, clear my head and then I’ll be able to think.

  “Yes!” I cry out rocking.

  He says something back. I bury my face into the glorious coolness of his neck and only then do I see the backside of him. The first thing I notice is he has wings. They’re folded against his back and don’t look like they’re big enough to let him fly but probably would allow him to glide. The second thing I see is his tail. Its standing stiffly out from his back shifting side to side almost like a rattlesnake. It vibrates in time with the motion of his hand inside me and for some reason seeing that drives me right over the edge. My body stiffens, stars explode in my
vision, and I buck up against him hard, my hands gripping his shoulders tight.

  “AH!” I cry out as the orgasm rips through me.

  He holds me tight against him as it passes and I’m left panting and sweating in his arms. I hold him until my breath and heartbeat slow to something resembling normal then I sit up, feeling awkward that I just got off with an alien that I can’t even speak to. He lifts me up and sets me back down on the ground then rises on to his knees. He’s wearing something that mostly resembles a kilt which makes me giggle.

  “You’re like an alien dragon Highlander,” I say in my best Sean Connery accent. Not that he’s going to appreciate the humor.

  He cocks his head to the side then shakes it, clearly indicating he doesn’t get it. I smile and shrug then he pulls the kilt aside and from between his legs protrudes the biggest, strangest cock I’ve ever seen. My eyes go wide and I scoot back as I realize he wants to put that thing inside of me. I shake my head side to side.

  “Oh no,” I say. “No, not yet, I’m not ready for that.”

  I point at his cock as I talk and shake my head. It’s not only enormous but there’s a bony ridge along the top like it’s a weird condom ribbed for her pleasure. I totally don’t even think that I can accommodate such a thing inside of myself without severe damage. I’m certainly not ready to find out!

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