by J. S. Wilder
“Keep doing that and I won’t be able to control myself,” he said.
He laid down beside her, kissing her and brushing his thumbs over her nipples. They pebbled underneath his touch. She made mewling sounds. Her hands, her kiss, all of her drove him insane with need. His body burned to claim her, be inside her, bring both of them to ecstasy. He could breathe her in constantly and never have enough. Her musky scent tickled his nostrils. As much as he wanted to bury himself inside her, he wanted to taste her everywhere first.
Breaking off their kiss, he whispered, “I’m going to make you orgasm before I take you.”
She nodded, her eyes were wide and dark with passion as she let go of him. The loss of her touching him made a moan of regret bubble in his chest, but he took her nipple into his mouth, suckling softly at first, but then harder when she squirmed underneath him and her breathing turned to pants. Then he moved to the other breast and let his hand trail down her stomach to her tight curls. She arched against him.
Intoxicating. Just drinking her in. Touching her and hearing the hitches of her breath and knowing that he was causing her to feel this way.
“You’re mine, Dena.” He reached up to kiss her lips again. Long, drugged kisses to sear his claim on her body and soul. “I will not allow you to make me an ex. Forever, I will do everything in my power to make you happy, no matter what. I love you.”
She pushed up quickly and clipped his chin with her forehead. “Ow!”
“Sorry.” Had he said too much? Was she not ready for commitment with him? His insides burned from anxiety butting into his mind. All his life, he’d mated with females and walked away. But even without doing so with Dena, he wouldn’t be able to walk away this time. Never. Not unless she told him to. If she did, he’d die inside but he’d obey her wishes.
She rubbed her head and chuckled. “It’s okay.” Her gaze never left his. “Taurian, I didn’t get to tell you before…at the complex…with all the scorpions attacking us and everything. But,” she paused, her cheeks blushing, “I’m not even sure how it happened, but I love you too.”
She loves me? He scooped her up into his arms. Both of them sitting up on the bed. Her weight shifted, and she rubbed her sex along his.
The urge to spill his seed was so strong that he shook his head to clear the urge.
“You don’t like this?” Her breath was breathy. “I just need to you so bad right now it hurts.”
Before he could answer, she slipped down onto his bulging cock. She was so wet and tight. Her body stretching to adjust to his size. Lightning shot through him and still he wanted more. He massaged her breast with one hand and guided her hips back and forth with the other. Their climax building so hard and fast that he couldn’t stop.
“Taurian!” she screamed, her sex tightening around him.
He let out a roar that shook her ceiling fan over them. She hunched against him, shivering and he thrust into her harder, several more strokes, before finding his own release.
Gently, he laid her down on the bed and brushed her hair out of her face.
“Wow.” She smiled, then gasped. “Shit, what about pregnancy or diseas—”
He covered her mouth with his thumb, running it along her lower lip. “Renjerians are immune to sexual diseases.”
“Well, that’s handy. But what about pregnancy?” She touched his cheek. “I mean I do love you, but I’m not ready for kids yet. Would like to spend more time with you first.”
He nodded. It wouldn’t bother him if she became pregnant with his child right now, but he understood what she meant. He was just getting to know her and he was selfish by not wanting to share her with anyone else yet. “Renjerians are only fertile, both male and female, during the full moon. It’s our planet’s way of birth control and keeping our population down.”
“Really?” She pushed up on her elbows. “You mean like female ducks or lions? How they can stop pregnancy or ovulation?”
Always the animal doctor. “Something like that, yes,” he grumbled. “But I’m a Renjerian or dragon if you prefer.” At the word dragon, his inner one stirred. He gasped.
“What, what is it?” she asked.
“I don’t think I’ve lost my dragon form.” He grabbed her hands and kissed her knuckles. “I think during our battle with the scorpions, it took all the damage and is healing itself.”
“Like its hibernating?” Her voice was full of hope. “So you’ll be able to transform again and return home?”
“Feels that way.” His heart sang. Here he had his love and he might be able to return to his home once he’d fully healed. And Dena was alive and in his arms, he couldn’t wish for anything more.
“Uh, Taurian?” She stared down at his sex. “Looks like you’re getting hard again. Is that a dragon ability? To be able to make love so soon after?”
“No.” He drew her to him so that they were laying side by side on the bed. “It’s all you, I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of you.”
Chapter Twenty-Four
“Hold still,” Dena grasped Taurian’s forearm to place the needle into his arm.
Last night, they’d made love until morning, then she’d passed out for five hours straight and woke up sore, but extremely satisfied. After they ate breakfast, she grabbed her medical supplies to gather his blood and compare it to the first sample she had.
He frowned. “That needle looks sharp.”
“It’s supposed to be.” She batted her eyes. “Don’t tell me the big, bad dragon is afraid of needles.”
“Of course not.” He paled. “But are you sure that one is safe for humans? Looks like it’s long and sharp enough to pierce an elephant’s hide.”
“I’ll be gentle.” She went back to his arm and pressed the needle in until bright red drops collected in the storage unit. “There, all done.”
His pout made her kiss his lips and he grasped her hips and tugged her closer. She returned his kiss, sighing inside. Her life was perfect. She loved Taurian and he loved her. But she wanted to help him and his people against the Tryns. What they had done to all the residents of Dave and Nichole’s townhouse would haunt her for the rest of her life. She had to stop that from happening to anyone ever again or the demons from wiping out Taurian and his people.
When Taurian’s hands dipped between her legs, she slipped away from him. “Ha, you weren’t scared of the needle, you just wanted me to feel sorry for you.”
“Guilty.” He reached for her again, but she danced away.
“Sorry, you’ll have to wait.” She winked at him. “But I’ll be worth the patience.”
“I’ve no doubt.”
“Let me compare this sample with your earlier one.” She placed the fresh blood on a slide and put it under her microscope. The red cells shimmered on the glass as though pulsing. She frowned. Where had she seen that before? “Kohl’s blood.”
“What?” He leaped off her exam table.
“Your blood, this one is acting nearly identical to your brother’s.” It seemed impossible, but so had falling in love with a dragon. “I think your blood is changing so that it’s similar to Kohl’s. That’s why you were able to become a human. What I don’t understand is how…and why now?”
“Back on Renjer, before I fought the Tryn who crossed over to Earth with me, I’d sucked out Kohl’s tainted blood. He’d been attacked and had too much Tryn poison in him to fight it. Then the lightning might have caused a chain-reaction.”
“Maybe.” She pushed back from the microscope and rubbed her eyes. “But I think it’s more than that. I think some of the demon venom got into your system and turned you human using Kohl’s human-side of his blood. They can shape-shift like him. I think that dual combination is what shifted you the first time…until your blood caught up enough to morph into a hybrid like you are now.”
He nodded. “Makes sense, I guess. Really, I don’t care what happened or how or why, I’m just eternally grateful that it did and I found you.”
Her
cell rang and she groaned.
“Don’t answer it. Take the day off,” he murmured against her lips.
“It could be an emergency.” She disentangled from his arms and clicked answer. “Hello?”
“Have you watched the news?” Her friend Jeanie asked. “It’s about your ex. I’m so sorry, Dena.”
She swallowed hard and nodded, then choked out. “I-I heard. It’s okay, he’s in a better place now.” Guilt plagued her. If the Tryn hadn’t done what it had done to Dave and his complex, he and Nichol would still be alive. She pressed a hand to her chest as a heaviness settled there. She’d carry regrets the rest of her life.
“Do you want me to come over?”
“No,” Dena said too quickly. “I mean, I’m alright. I’ll meet you for coffee later today.”
“Okay. See you at the café at two o’clock?” her friend asked.
“Sure.” She hung up and stared at the phone. Guess she was going to have to introduce Taurian to her friends. They’d be so jealous. Best if she mentioned him to Jeanie first then offer to have them meet for lunch later. Wait, Dave had been in the news? “Hang on a sec.” Dena rushed into the living room and flipped on the TV. This wasn’t good, everyone would start asking about her ex and how she was holding up from the news. Bad enough her conscious beat her with guilt over what had happened.
“These pictures show the damage to the High Valley townhouse complex. All residents that were home at the time of the gas explosion are dead.” The newscaster shuffled papers on his desk. “Firefighters have found unidentified remnants concentrated near the blast and speculate that it might have been a small meteor that crashed through here and the impact broke the gas main and the fire.”
Dena clicked the TV off. “They found the scorpions and your Renjerian remains. But sounds like they’re chalking it off to a rock from outer space and not aliens, thankfully.” She didn’t need the authorities making alien existence know to the population yet. That would cause a worldwide panic especially if it was brought out what the Tryns could do.
“That is good news.”
A yip followed by two more sounded outside. The puppies! She dashed out the back door. The coyotes skipped off the porch.
“Hi you guys!” she squatted and held out her hand. “You all hungry?”
One puppy drifted closer. It stretched out its muzzle, barely sniffing the tips of her fingers. Then it dashed over to its brothers and nipped one of their tails.
She smiled. “You’re right. In a few more days or so, they’ll be less fearful of us.” And less afraid of other humans. “What if they wander off and someone hurts them?”
“I won’t let that happen,” Taurian lifted her up.
This time when he pulled her into his embrace, she didn’t back away, but met his kiss with her own. Her life had turned upside down and she couldn’t be happier. She was in love with an alien…a dragon. Crazy in love. That was her life now and she never wanted it to end.
About the Author
J.S. Wilder has spent many years working in the IT industry. She has left the computers behind and taken up her passion for writing. She loves to write romance and still believes in fairy-tales.
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Author's Note:
WaterWorld is a stand-alone novella and the second book in the Hot Dating Agency series. I hope you enjoy the action-packed adventure with plenty of steam in this alien love triangle romance.
