Willow's Dragon: Dragon Mates: A BBW Paranormal Romance

by Serena Simpson

  “This is your room?”

  “It is, I want it to be our room.”

  She looked around, a large part was dominated by a master bed that was big enough to be two king size beds. The room was massive. The walls were done in gold reminding her of Javon’s scales.

  “There was a time this was state of the art, the best of the best, but the world changed while I stayed the same, frozen, never aging.”

  She walked over to him and wound her arms around his midsection holding on tight. What must it be like to watch the world pass you by? You could see the world but not interact with it. Every day you watched yourself become less relevant as everything around you became more important. There was no way she’d ever understand, but she’d listen whenever he wanted to talk about it.

  “I like what I see.”

  He took her through the bathroom door. She felt like she stepped back in time. There was the biggest clawfoot tub she had ever seen dominating the bathroom. Today that antique would fetch a fortune, but he didn’t need money, and she loved it.

  “No jets or bubbles.”

  “I think I can live with a tub like this and we have the hot spring downstairs.” Some of the things would need an upgrade like the sink and shower, but it wasn’t as bad as he was thinking.

  The hand that was wrapped around her side trembled. She turned into his arms and stepped closer. Did he want her because if he did?

  He picked her up holding her close. “Willow?”

  “Yes.” He strode into the bedroom and pushed the covers back noticing the bed wasn’t dusty with some small part of his mind before it shut down lost in the gentleness of her arms and the sweet seduction of her lips against his.

  His Brave Willow. His body came down on the bed beside hers as she lost herself in their kiss. His tongue searched her mouth becoming familiar with all the places he could touch and love, the ones that made those small sounds of need color the air with desire.

  She pulled back gasping for air her brown eyes bright as she looked at him. There wasn’t anything guarding her gaze it was open and needy, his cock kicked wanting to be buried deep within her.

  “Patience.” His word to himself was barely a whisper, but she heard it and just that one heartfelt word let her know she made the right choice.

  He nipped at her neck while his body moved closer allowing her to feel the thickness of his need.

  “Condom?” I need to be smart she tried to tell herself.

  “No disease and you can’t get pregnant yet. I promise.” She nodded the truth was staring at her from his eyes.

  Her lips went to his broad shoulders as she licked them, learning them with her tongue. Her hand went down one of his arms feeling the muscles that were hard and defined like he was still frozen. The heat from them and how they moved as she teased them with her fingers convinced her, he was flesh and blood.

  He moved until he could roll her over on her back.

  “You’re so beautiful. I can’t believe that you want me to touch you.”

  “I need your touch Javon.” She whispered his name, she wanted him to know that she knew who she was with. He wasn’t a replacement for some half-baked dream that was never realized.

  His throat worked, and it was so seductive that she squirmed on the bed as pleasure crawled through her body.

  “Willow.” His voice was so soft that she wondered how a person could care that much.

  His lips touched her neck before he began to kiss down to her chest. He gave her little nips as his tongue came out tasting small sections of her skin as if she might taste different in each place he licked or kissed.

  Her fingers played with his hair as she caressed his scalp. She loved the feeling of his soft hair streaming through her fingers. He licked at the top of her bra then his nose pushed it down a little as he bit her skin where it covered.

  A long moan came from her, that encouraged him to move to her other breast and do it again.

  “I need you so much, Willow. I don’t know how long I can wait. I want to make it good, but the need is overwhelming me.” His voice was ragged.

  “I want you, just like you are.”

  His nodded like he believed her before his hands went to her bra straps pushing them down her arms. Her arms went around her back, and she undid the clasp with trembling fingers.

  Her bra fell, he pulled it off and stuck his nose in the cups and growled.

  “Your scent drives me crazy.” He moved to her trying to take it slow even as he pulled one of her nipples into his mouth sucking on it hard. He pulled the nipple elongating it even as she cried out. Her hands clutched looking for something to hold on even as she felt her body beg for release.

  “Javon.” Was she begging for more? Hell yeah, she was.

  He switched nipples as his hand pinched the first one making her gasp as her nipples became so sensitive they linked directly to her needy pussy. Her body moved against him as her pussy found his thigh and rubbed.

  “I can feel your heat.” His voice rasped in her ear taking her up another notch.

  “I need you.” A guttural moan was torn from his lips at her words.

  He took one sensitive nipple into his mouth and bit just hard enough for her body to arch underneath his.

  “Again,” she pleaded.

  He took the other nipple and bit down. The taste of her was almost too much for him to take as his cock kicked against the side of her thigh wanting to be inside of her.

  “I need you.” He moved down her body kissing and licking her. He stopped when he reached her stomach and slowly kissed and caressed it. Her curves, her softness appealed to him after being frozen for so long. That she wanted him was still unbelievable.

  Her fingers reached down working their way through his hair as he stopped to pay tribute to her curves. Her heart opened even wider to him.

  His fingers continue their way downward followed by his lips and tongue.

  “I want to taste you, touch you.”

  The breath caught in her throat at his words. It released in one hard, harsh pant before she was whimpering yes.

  His fingers skimmed the sides of the panties she had on. They were pink and edged with a pearl lace. She loved how they showed off her brown skin.

  His fingers gripped them before they moved away. He raised his upper body so that he could look down at the bounty spread out before him. He took his tongue and licked at the top of her panties a bit of hair was there, and she twisted wishing she was clean shaven, but she had been lost at sea. No way to help that.

  His finger came down to play in the hair peeking out then he pulled at it making her pussy spasm. Maybe hair wasn’t such a bad thing. His teeth came down and caught the edge of the panties in his mouth, and he began to pull.

  This must be heaven was all she could think as she raised her hips and watched as the panties slid down slowly revealing her pussy like it was a national treasure that he needed to take extra care with. When he had them off, he dangled them with one finger and threw them off the side of the bed.

  His navy blue eyes pierced her, and she knew that he wanted to thrust his thick cock into her. Her tongue came out to lick her lips. She wanted it, there was a chance she might go up in flames without it.

  He went between her legs and took his tongue to run up the seam of her pussy. Her legs shook, she wanted to hold out make it good for him, but she was so needy.

  He took a finger and worked his way into her pussy caressing the sides.

  “Javon, please.” Please fuck me, please make me cum until my toes curl, and my scream can be heard all over the island. Brand me, mark me, never let me forget this day of passion.

  “Yes.” He spread her legs wide his eyes still on her caressing her. His thick cock was between them, he leaned close and dragged the head through her wetness making her cry out even as her pussy clenched around nothing but air.

  He fisted his cock and placed it right against her as he moved closer. The pressure as he entered her was
divine. She could relive this moment over and over again. The first time he entered her. The head of his cock was large, and she could feel herself opening to him.

  Her greedy body tried to surge up, but the palm of his other hand was holding her against the bed. All she could do was whine with her need for more as her head moved swiftly back and forth while little sounds of encouragement emerged from her lips.

  He pushed in so slowly. His eyes darkened on each slight thrust as if he was an addict and she was his drug of choice.

  More, she begged silently as her pussy made room to take him in. Deeper, she wanted to scream because he was impaling her nailing her to the bed and still she wanted more. His last thrust made small convulsions run through her body.

  He laid on her panting for a minute with the strength that it took to go so slow.

  “Don’t want to hurt you.” He licked her ear making her growl.

  “You didn’t, but I need you to move.”

  “Won’t last.”

  “Move Javon, just move.”

  As if that was the permission he needed he pulled out and plunged back into her. Her scream rang out as he did it again. She matched him with her own powerful strokes even as her body was demanding release. She clung to him wanting as much of the intense pleasure as he could give her.

  She was shaking her pussy was full and begging to go over the falls that were drawing ever closer. Instead, she tightened around his cock screaming as he slid it against her hypersensitive folds.

  “Javon.” She couldn’t hang on she had to fall.

  “Let go.” His deep voice whispered in her ear giving her the words she needed to lose herself in pleasure. Her body tightened before it let go making her scream as she fell over the edge that was waiting for her. She soared in glorious pleasure then she felt it.

  Javon went over the edge with her. She could feel his warm cum spilling inside of her, and she screamed louder.

  Chapter Fifteen

  She was held tightly in his arms. The hold was possessive, it spoke of never letting her go, and for once, she didn’t feel the need to run. Her head was on his chest as his heart beat thumped beneath her ear. How was it that with each new experience she simply wanted to live it over again as if she could stay in this moment forever.

  The sound of an ancient bell startled her making her sit up and pull the cover around her exposed body.

  “That’s my doorbell.”

  “Well, you can’t ignore it.”

  He gave her a deep male laugh before he tangled his finger in her hair.

  “Let’s try and ignore it.” He pulled her down for a deep kiss that had her body moving closer to his on the bed. The bell came again sounding more insistent this time.

  “You stay here, I’ll get rid of them and come right back.” He got up and found a pair of loose pants from his closet before he stepped onto the elevator.

  She got up. Unless she missed her guess, his family was at that door, and they weren’t leaving because she wouldn’t have left. In the corner, she spied her suitcases. She didn’t care how they got here she was simply happy they were here. A quick look showed everything was there. She picked up matching lingerie and a sundress she planned to wear in Jamaica along with a nice pair of sandals.

  It was time for a quick shower before she went looking for him. She washed quickly, this shower nowhere as beautiful as the one she had used when they were locked away.

  When she came out, he was waiting for her.

  “My family is here. I left them in the kitchen they’re fixing food. They upgraded all my appliances when they did theirs. According to them, my kitchen is state of the art.

  “I’m sure I’ll enjoy dabbling in there. I like to cook sometimes.”

  He rubbed his belly and gave her a silly crooked smile. He looked like a male that had been laid, but she wasn’t going to complain because she looked like a woman who had been laid.

  Her silly smile dropped, and she took a seat on the edge of the bed.

  “What’s wrong?”

  “What if they don’t like me?”

  His arm came around her drawing her closer until his natural scent surrounded her making her feel better.

  “I kick them out. We pack up and go explore the world.”

  “You can’t just leave your family.”

  “Watch me.”

  There was no way she was going to allow him to leave his family when he just got them back, but the fact that he would had little butterflies doing a dance in her stomach. She was important to him. She thought so, but his words, the one’s she knew would be followed by action once again reassured her.

  “Let’s go. How bad could it be? Three brothers and their mates.”

  “I think we may get more company, but we’re starting with just family.”

  Just family? She hadn’t had that in a long time. Now she was nervous again, she wanted them to like her. True it was a bit selfish, but she wanted to fit in, for them to see how much she belonged with their brother. The flip side of that coin was that she wasn’t giving him up. It felt like she had searched high and low for him.

  The elevator opened, and they walked out into a massive kitchen. He was right it was state of the art. His brothers must have believed that one day he would come back to them.

  “Willow.” Skye gave an enthusiastic screech before she jumped off the chair coming to give her a big hug. “If I knew you were coming here, you could have taken the plane with us.”

  “I didn’t know. Remember I was supposed to be in Jamaica enjoying the sand and the water, drinking exotic liquor and watching the guys in tiny swim trunks.”

  “I remember, but you’re here.” She hugged her again with a new found strength before she let her go.

  Zeno was right there waiting to hug her after Skye let go. “Welcome to the family.” His voice was loud and welcoming as if any doubts should stop now.

  She gave him an extra hug, a thank you for his warm welcome.

  “The rest of us want to meet her too.” The voice was light. The female had a white streak in her hair and a smile that played around her lips.

  “I want to meet her too.” The other female was at the stove she had red hair that Willow was sure she was envying.

  “Hi, I’m Willow.”

  “Hi Willow, I’m Alexa, and that’s Nadia at the stove.”

  “Do you want anything specific for breakfast?”

  “I’ll eat whatever your cooking. Thank you for the meal.”

  She threw her a look and a smile. “You’re welcome. I’m a chef, and I love to cook, and these guys love to eat.”

  Willow smiled at her even as she fought to keep from licking her lips in nervousness. The two middle brothers hadn’t greeted her yet. She was still holding Javon’s hand, but she refused to step closer to him like she was scared of his family.

  “I’m Syn.”

  She looked at a male with black hair and green eyes and wondered which dragon he was on the tapestry.

  “I’m the second oldest brother it’s nice to meet you.”

  She shook his outstretched hand. “Nice to meet you Syn.”

  “That means the only person you haven’t met is me. I’m Maceo.”

  Maceo also had dark hair with dark blue eyes that weren't the beautiful navy of Javon’s eyes. His smile was nice, and he was holding out a hand in greeting.

  “Hi, Maceo it’s nice to meet you. I’m third in the birth order which means Zeno is—.”

  “Don’t you say it.”

  “The youngest.” He grinned at his brother. “That beautiful female making breakfast in my mate.”

  She couldn’t stop the smile that came to her lips, the way he talked about his mate was heartwarming. He loved her, anyone with eyes could see that. In fact, it didn’t take much to see that each male loved the female he was with. This was the type of family she wanted to be part of, minus the enemy that was trying to kill them.

  “It’s nice to meet you all.”

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sp; Javon drew her closer to him and placed a kiss on her temple as his brothers watched and smiled. They walked over to the large table and took a seat as his brothers followed them.

  “Syn, I want to thank you for coming to visit me. Your company meant a lot. Maceo, I want to thank you for flying over my mountain. Although you couldn’t feel it, I would fly with you. You both gave me hope. Zeno, I want to thank you for making sure my home was kept up so when I came home I would have a modern kitchen, and I can’t wait to see what you did on the bottom floor.”

  “Good thing you came back when you did. I was thinking of redoing it with pinks and oranges with a splattering of red.” His voice was thick with emotion.

  “Good thing, I would have hated to hurt you.” His voice held laughter that he hoped would cover his own emotion

  “Javon, I’ve heard so much about you. I’m glad that your home.” Alexa rose and went around the table to hug him.

  “Thank you.”

  Nadia went to the table to give him a welcoming hug. “Maceo talks about you a lot especially when we’re flying. He told me once that you loved the sky and you were the color of the sun.”

  “I’m golden like our father. I always thought he looked like the sun. I would love to hear about all of you, how you met and about the fight with Mutufa.

  Syn and Alexa blanched.

  “That bad?”

  “He tried to kill me as a way of gaining his physical body back and dominating the world,” Skye told him.

  “I don’t know if he has regained his physical body, but he has a body. He was able to get into one of my dreams with it.”

  “How is that possible?” Syn was looking at Javon when he asked the question.

  “It all has to do with how strong he is. The stronger he gets, the easier it will be for him to borrow a body. Eventually, he’ll get strong enough to steal a body. When that happens, it will only be a matter of time, days, hours, minutes before he will be able to recreate his own body.”

  “Days? Not years or months?” Willow whispered hoping he didn’t literally mean what he was saying.

  “Days. We have to stop him before he gets that far.”