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

by Serena Simpson

  His cock twitched it was already swollen and long. He wanted to pound into her but not before he gave her a chance to explore his body. They weren’t connected yet, but he knew what she was thinking because he was thinking it. What if this was their last time to be able to be together like this?

  The thought hurt, but it still needed to be thought. His balls tightened kicking out any rational thought.

  “Willow, I need to be inside of you.”

  She nodded. He needed to be in her, and she couldn’t last much longer. She moved off of him, and he pushed his joggers down until he wore nothing but skin.

  She licked her lips there was no way to stop the action. What would he taste like? Just one taste. He stood over her, and she rose up to lick the head of his cock. They both moaned, and he almost lost his balance.

  “I don’t have any control.” A confession much like his confession last night.

  She found she liked him like this, so she took the head of his cock into her mouth and sucked. His legs twitched even as his hand locked into her hair pulling her closer.

  “I want to be in you, Willow. I need to be in you.”

  He was in her, but she understood. She took one more long lazy suck before she let him go and laid on her back. He came to lay beside her. She watched as he started his caress on her cheek.

  His fingers moved softly over the skin giving her just enough to make her hyper aware of him but not enough to allow her to swim in the amazing feeling. His fingers traveled downward over her throat until they met her breast. Her body wanted to tremble even as she was trying to stay still, to accept the torture of pleasure.

  Down they went resting at a nipple. Circling it even as it got harder. The pad of his thumb brushed over it, and she released the breath she was holding, and a high keening cry followed. A smile touched his lips as he swept lower finding every sensitive spot she had until finally, his hand cupped her pussy.

  He pushed down on it making her back arch as she tried to get just a little closer before he pulled away. He ran possessive eyes over her making her shudder in desire. His finger caressed the seam of her pussy before pushing in to make sure she was ready for him.

  “You’re so wet.” His voice was ragged with desire as if he couldn't get enough of her. “Mine.”

  “Yours.”

  Her agreement broke the dam holding him back. He opened her legs wide taking one last look before he covered her. His thick cock found her entrance and pushed. He wasn’t as gentle this time. She was already yelling her approval as she felt him moving deeply within her. The walls of her pussy clung to him even as he went deeper spreading pleasure within her.

  Her breath came out as a hum of desire as her legs went around his hips and her fingers clutched tightly to his shoulders. He stayed still for a moment making sure she was ready before he began to rock his hips.

  She bit him on the shoulder spurring him on. He pulled out and sank back down as she met his thrust. She could feel her pussy tightening around him, holding on as he pushed rivers of pleasure through her body.

  His name came out as she surged up to meet him and back down. Her body was pulsing, and her pussy was shaking around him trying to hold on. One more thrust one more incredible feel as his thick cock dove into her. She clung to him as he touched her sensitives spot until she became so hot she couldn’t help it. Her body flew apart even as she yelled his name.

  He moved and sank deep keeping her at the brink never letting her orgasm end. It went on forever and then she felt his release. It took her higher until she was floating. She came down slowly held in arms that loved her.

  She dozed off even as she wondered if he really loved her or was she dreaming it.

  Chapter Eighteen

  She was in bed alone when she woke up. She shouldn’t feel disappointed, but she did. When she rolled over, there was a perfect piece of stationary sitting on his pillow folded neatly. Her hand trembled as she snatched it up.

  My Brave Willow,

  You’re sleeping so soundly I don’t want to wake you. I went on a tour of the island, I hope to catch a glimpse of the male helping Mutufa. I’ll explain it when I get back. I haven’t told anyone except you what I am going. They will want to help, and I don’t want them harmed.

  Love that is to say,

  Javon.

  Her finger traced the word love which he had scratched out. He could have made sure she couldn’t see the word, but he didn’t. She disappeared into the bathroom feeling much better. Hope he brings some food home with him.

  She sang in the shower at the top of her lungs something she shouldn’t do but who was around to hear her? Dressed in a pair of leggings and a cami she went to enter the elevator when the doorbell rang. She pulled up the camera to find the triplets on her doorstep all three of them.

  They waved at the camera as if they knew she was watching them.

  “Can we come in Willow?”

  How did they know her name? Oracles. Right, mustn’t forget that.

  “Yes.”

  “Great, we’ll meet you in the kitchen.”

  “Whatever happened to meeting in the living room or the hallway next to the entrance?” She complained to herself.

  The elevator opened letting her off in the kitchen. They were already there, and she wasn’t going to ask them how they got there first.

  “Hi Willow, I’m glad to finally get a chance to meet you. I’m Jillian.”

  “Nice to meet you.”

  “I’m Tabitha.”

  “Nice to meet you also.”

  “They saved the best for last. I’m Samantha.”

  “It’s nice to meet you all. I don’t want to be rude, I really don’t. When I heard you were triplets, I thought you would look alike.”

  “We do,” Jillian winked at her.

  “No one can tell us apart.” Tabitha joined in.

  “Except, a dragon’s mate and you’re very powerful.”

  She gave them a smile willing to play along.

  “Have you eaten?”

  “No.”

  “Nadia has a little restaurant on the main drag. It’s open right now. Let’s go get breakfast or lunch there.” Samantha gave her a big smile before catching her hand and walking her towards the elevator.

  “Well, when you put it like this breakfast sounds good.”

  The sound of their laughter followed them out to the jeep she had seen when she first came to the island.

  “Why did you help me when I first arrived?” She was watching the beauty of the island around her. It was a warm day, so she had slipped her feet into a pair of sandals before she walked outside. The warmth caressed her, already she wished for a pair of shorts.

  There were brightly colored birds flying around flowers and trees she had never seen before along with three red headed sisters that were determined to treat her like a friend.

  “Letting you die would have been counterproductive,” Tabatha told her.

  “Besides you survived eight days at sea.” Samantha gave her a look of respect.

  “Day four was one of the worst ones for you. There was no water you were under the blazing sun. You almost died.” Jillian told her, the look on her face said it was truly bad.

  “What saved me?”

  “You and your power working together.” They all spoke at the same time.

  That’s when she realized they were powerful, they held it in their hands. She didn’t want to wake up on their bad side.

  Three powerful females called her powerful so why didn’t she feel that way? Where were all her badass powers, unless they were talking about her power to run away? She opened her eyes to focus on them. They were laughing softly. Could they read her mind?

  “We’re here, I hope you’re hungry.”

  The building was non-descript even small looking on the outside.

  She climbed out the jeep and followed them inside. In here it was beautiful, the restaurant was done in bright blues with silver bringing out unexpectant high
lights. There were pictures on the walls of the brothers in flight and even one or two with them blowing fire.

  They walked over and took a seat at the table in the middle of the restaurant. So much for being tucked away. A young waitress came and took their orders before they were left alone.

  “Nadia’s restaurant is beautiful. I must admit I wondered when we first pulled up.”

  Samantha gave her a warm smile. “I think most of the island residents feel the same way you do. So only the brave come in. This gives her a steady customer base without making it too big. She’s only opened half a day on most days.”

  “Why?”

  “You haven’t seen her mate yet?”

  “I saw him. It’s just that he was next to Javon soo…”

  They laughed at her, and she joined in. The waitress brought the cups of coffee hers was a French Vanilla Latte that reminded her of the dream she had. Bringing it to her nose, she sniffed grateful to smell the vanilla and not the drug-laced coffee from her dream.

  A sigh escaped after her sip, this was good. Her eyes came up to survey the restaurant. It was filled with families mostly, but there was a single male or female peppered through the crowd. Her eyes stopped when she caught the female sitting in a corner alone.

  She was turned sideways, and Willow couldn’t see her eyes, but she would know that attitude anywhere. That was the same female she saw in the café of her dream.

  “Look carefully at the woman sitting in the corner. Does anyone know who she is?”

  They each took a look at her before Tabitha finally looked at Willow.

  “That’s Selena, she’s a loner. Doesn’t deal with anyone.”

  “What about her people?”

  “They stay away from her like she has a plague.”

  “That’s sad.” She looked at her one more time then smiled as the waitress brought her food.

  “Willow,” Jillian said her name. “There are times we are able to help others give them a hint or a clue about what’s about to happen.”

  She laid down her fork as she waited, any hint at the future, at what she was supposed to do would help her.

  “For you, there is no hint,” Tabitha said in between bites of her food.

  “Accept it all,” Samantha said before she took her hand.

  Once again she felt different like she was on the outside looking in. That part of her that wanted to be accepted felt like it was just kicked in the face.

  She took a bite of her food the rich flavor was no longer there. The triplets smiled at her as they ate as if they hadn’t once again crumpled her world, but this time she recovered. There was no need to holler about how unfair the world was she’d known that as young as five. The only thing that mattered in this world was her ability to stand up and keep going.

  The trip back to the mountain was silent since she couldn’t stop thinking of Selena.

  “Thank you for breakfast.”

  They tilted their heads all at once, it was freaky, and it took a lot of control not to step back.

  “You’re more than you think you are,” Jillian told her before she put the Jeep in drive and sped away.

  She stood staring after them.

  “You’re never going to figure them out.” Javon was leaning against the door watching her.

  “One minute I get the sense that they like me, the next I feel differently, I know it’s not hate just something I can’t touch.”

  “That doesn’t sound good, but it’s not bad sounding either.” He wrapped her in his arms and held tight.

  She placed her arms around his neck before she snuggled closer to his chest.

  “Sometimes we, the dragons forget how much of a toll this takes on the Oracles. If we are the first line of defense, they are the second. We have a chance, I don’t think they have any chance.”

  “I’m not so sure.” The power running through Samantha’s hand when she took hers was something she wouldn’t forget anytime soon.

  “How was your meal?”

  “Interesting. Did you find what you were looking for?”

  “No.” They walked into the house and took a seat in his large sprawling living room. They were sitting in a small area that was done in grays and white. It was understated and left her feeling calm.

  “Last night I received a visit from the male that put the medallion on the dragon.”

  “You mean the one I can no longer see?”

  “Yeah, that one.” She was sitting next to him then he pulled her up onto his lap. “The medallion disappears into the chest of the dragon. You can only ever reach it if something fatal happens to the dragon, like being turned human for the first time or freezing.”

  “If you were to die the medallion would be within reach?”

  “Yes.”

  She stored that information away. “What did he say?”

  “He said I needed to find the male who was helping Mutufa. He’s somewhere on this island.”

  She ran her fingers over his tee loving the feel of the hard muscles underneath.

  “You couldn’t find him?”

  “I looked everywhere. He must not want to be found. How do I find someone like that?”

  “Why did you go alone?”

  “I didn’t want to put anybody at risk.”

  “We’ll at least I can say, you’re just like a male.”

  He frowned, “What does that mean?”

  “Nothing, I need to know If we are in this together?”

  “Of course we are.”

  “There’s no of course about it. You left me at home when I could have helped. Was it because you know I have nothing to offer?”

  “What are you talking about?” His eyes were furious on her behalf. “Willow, I’m here because of you. We have a chance to win this war because of you. I left you at home because I can’t live without you and I think to myself what’s safer than my mountain.”

  Her arms went around his back, and she hugged him close while her heart beat fast.

  “No more trying to protect me. We have to do this together, agreed?”

  “Agreed, but I am going to protect you.”

  “That’s my dragon. Why do you think his helper is a male?”

  “It’s just an assumption. Why would a female want to help him, he doesn’t exactly put them on a pedestal?”

  “Then we will have to ask her once we talk to her. When we went to breakfast, I saw a female, her name is Selena. I swear I saw the same female in my dream. I don’t believe in coincidences or not ones like that.”

  “I knew her a long time ago. She was smart, funny, talented, and beautiful. One day she turned her back on her family, just walked away. She went underground. I thought she died a long time ago.”

  “She’s alive and well and unless I miss my guess working for Mutufa. Maybe she’s his girlfriend, but we’ll never know unless we go talk to her.”

  “How do we find her?”

  “I think I know the way.” Thank you, Samantha. Turns out that hand holding wasn’t just sympathy. “I will be right back.”

  She hurried to the elevator and went to the floor with their bedroom on it. Their, she liked the sound of that. She changed clothes putting on a sundress that just screamed island to her and changing her sandals to a pair of slide on wedges and went back downstairs.

  “I thought you looked good in your leggings and cami but look at you. I could eat you up.”

  Her body flared to life, and for a moment she forgot they were on a mission, his eyes were so hot as he took her in.

  “We have to go.” Her voice was husky she wanted him again like this morning hadn’t happened.

  He walked over to her and pressed her against the door of the elevator. His tongue sought entry as she opened her mouth and kissed him. Her tongue dueled with his. He kissed her until she wasn’t sure what day it was then he pulled back.

  “Mine,” he growled.

  She wasn’t going to argue with him. In her mind, it was settled they belonged t
o each other, and anyone foolish enough to get in the way could die.

  Chapter Nineteen

  The map in her head took her out of town deep into the forest away from the mountains

  “Who lives out here?”

  “There are several tribes out here, one is a tribe of cats.”

  “Cats? I bet their cute.”

  “They are if you like animals that weigh in about 500lbs and can move faster than you can.”

  Her eyes went to the tall trees around her wondering if any of them were lying in wait.

  “They won’t hurt you unless you’re coming after them. This is their territory, and they protect it.”

  She got it, it was how she felt about Javon and the mountain. Mine, don’t touch. They drove a few more miles before she told him to stop. There in the distance was a small house.

  He got out the jeep and reached for her hand when he crossed to her side.

  “It’s sad to think of her living here. If you had gotten to know her, the sheer joy of life that she used to have would have made you feel better even on a bad day.”

  They walked the rest of the way. There was nothing but silence surrounding the house, not even the wind blew the flowers from side to side. Javon knocked on the door. The door opened silently on well-oiled hinges.

  Inside was done in blacks and navy blues. The darker the color, the more she used it. It was easy to describe as shabby chic, but she was picking up something else as if the furnishings weren’t ones she bought, but they were ones she cared about.

  “I’ve been expecting you.”

  She was so well hidden in the shadows of the room that she was barely visible. She was sitting in the living room with a kitchen off to her right and then there were two doors off to the left.

  Willow noticed the contrast between them. She was dressed in her brightly colored sundress while Selena looked like she had slept in the clothes she had worn to Nadia’s restaurant.

  “Are you here to arrest me? It won’t do you any good.” She gestured for them to take a seat. They sat on a couch that sat facing her.

  “Tell me you’re not helping Mutufa.”