Taming the Beast: Eleven Paranormal Romances

by Alyse Zaftig

  “No,” she said softly. “That you’re the one who saved us. I know it was you.”

  Javelin grew quiet. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

  “You’re a hero. You saved my entire family and I think you lost a wing in the process. Am I right?”

  He was silent for several moments before he finally responded. “Flying is part of my identity. Without that ability … it’s been rough.”

  “I’m sorry our arrival caused you pain.”

  “That’s not what I meant,” he said softly. “It wasn’t your fault.”

  “Open your wings,” she said. “Let me see.”

  He blew out more steam and slowly spread his wings. The one on the left was perfect with strong and glossy webbing. The one on the right was slow to open. Once extended, it showed scarring close to the body and webbing that wasn’t as shiny, but was still fully connected.

  “I don’t see any reason why this wing wouldn’t work.”

  “What do you mean?”

  “You have a large scar, but your webbing is intact. I think it’s just weaker because you haven’t used it.”

  “The webbing grew back?”

  “I’m telling you it’s all here.”

  “Zara was right. I just gave up.”

  “There will be no more of that. We’re going to work that wing and you are going to take me on a grand tour one day.”

  She slid down off one side and stood before him. It was the first time he realized she was completely naked. The room started to buzz as his body vibrated. It hadn’t been this strong in years. He could feel his weaker wing itching as if it needed the vibrations to complete its healing.

  Javelin’s nostrils flared as his breathing increased with excitement. His enormous, beastly cock protruded at the sight of her soft skin.

  Holy cock! Did any of that get inside Delilah? Was it just the tip? She leaned forward and stroked it, marveling at the size and force of the throbbing. “It’s magnificent,” she said, holding on with both hands.

  Javelin shook his head and released a tiny flame at the pleasure. “Not like this,” he said. “I can’t let you.” He extended his long, split tongue and used it to pull her away from his cock. Once he felt her flesh, he was unable to stop himself from tasting more of her. He placed her on the ground with her back pressed against the floor and slowly ran his tongue down her body.

  She writhed with pleasure under the wet warmth now exploring every inch of her. He lapped at her center, using one part of his tongue to enter her and one to lap at her delicious clit. Her back arched in response as she spread her legs wider for him. “You’re beautiful,” he whispered, taking in the sight of her soft curves. Javelin combined the two parts of his tongue and pressed them further into her wet opening. The taste of her sweetness sent more steam escaping from his nostrils.

  He pressed his tongue in and out of her as deeply as he could. She looked up and motioned for him to come closer. Her hands stroked the scales along his head gently when he came within reach, but dug in deeper as his tongue continued thrusting inside her. He didn’t stop until her muscles clenched with pleasure around his tongue and the high-pitched screams of climax escaped her mouth.

  Javelin slowly retracted his tongue and wanted to give her a moment to relax, but she flipped over on her knees and quickly crawled under his massive body. Her hands soon wrapped around his cock as she held it in place and began fluttering her tongue around his thick head. He moaned with surprise and released a flame that singed the wall ahead of him.

  “No,” he said. “Let me shift.” He meant to do it instantly, but hesitated for a few moments while she continued working her mouth. “Fuucckk, that is so good.” He released another flame and realized he would have to shift or he’d set the room on fire.

  In a matter of moments, Madeleine was licking an enormous cock that now belonged to Javelin in his human form. It made no difference to her. She was lost in the moment and couldn’t be stopped. His arousal was delicious on her tongue. Her hands pulled down hard, trying to spread his opening wider to reveal more of the liquid for her to enjoy.

  “Before we go any further,” he said between groans. “I want you to fully understand where this is headed.” He pried her mouth off his cock and gently raised her chin up to look her in the eyes. “This isn’t just fucking for me. I want you to be my mate like nothing I’ve ever wanted in my life. Once we start this, I’m not going to be able to stop.”

  Madeleine rose to her feet and wrapped her arms around his neck. “I don’t want you to stop. I want you to take me.” She took a few steps back towards the tub and turned around, placing her hands along the edge. Her curvy ass beckoned as she moved her hips from side to side and glanced over her shoulder.

  His hot breath grazed her skin as he moved in closer and knelt behind her. He dug his fingers into her soft ass cheeks and spread them apart to make more room for his face and mouth. In his excitement, he released a burst of hot air.

  “Hot!” she yelped, jumping up and down. “Don’t cook my pussy.”

  “Sorry,” he said, peppering the area with soft kisses. “How’s this?” He covered her center with long, slow licks of his tongue.

  “That’s nice,” she purred as she arched her back and raised her hips up higher.

  Javelin ran his hands up the back of her thighs while gently nibbling on the soft spot where the ass meets the thigh. She moved her hips in an attempt to graze her clit with his tongue, but he was having too much fun making her squirm. He licked every inch of her from the small of her back to the area behind her knees, all the while avoiding the delicious pink area now clenching with anticipation.

  When he felt she had been tortured enough, he buried his face firmly against her and spread her pussy lips apart with his tongue. He was trying his best to be mindful of the fire growing in his belly. He lapped at her clit, exhaling hot air from his nostrils.

  “You’re delicious,” Javelin growled. He never wanted to stop tasting her. She was his. The smooth flesh in his hands, the silky pussy pressed against his mouth – it was all his.

  Madeleine quivered with every move of his mouth, hugging his tongue with her tight folds. The warm bursts of air were a surprise each time, but also a reminder that she now belonged to this dragon and her body was his to do with as he pleased.

  His grip grew stronger as he held her cheeks apart again and began rapidly pressing his tongue deeper and harder into her wetness. She thrust her hips against his face, signaling the roughness was welcome. He kept his tongue in and wildly shook his head back and forth nearly causing her to lose her balance and tumble forward into the water.

  Madeleine reached behind for leverage and tried to press him against her even more. Her pace quickened as she thrust her hips, smacking her pussy hard against his cheeks and forcing his chin up and down while she clenched tightly on his extended tongue.

  He kept a firm grip on her hips while she released a moan worthy of any dragon. Her body shook against him while her sweetness escaped her opening and coated his tongue and chin. Madeleine started to turn around; wanting to catch her breath and thank him for the tremendous orgasm, but Javelin had other plans. He was nowhere near done with her.

  He rose to his feet and grabbed her harder than he had before. She felt the head of his cock pressed against her opening as Javelin took aim. With one powerful thrust, he entered her completely, sending all the air escaping from her body with a mix of pleasure and pain.

  “That’s so rough,” she moaned.

  “I know,” he growled as he continued to thrust against her.

  The dragon had taken over and all those years of not mating were unleashed on the beautiful pussy now wrapped around his cock. The force was unrelenting. Her body shook as he continued to hold her in place and pound away with complete control.

  Madeleine’s nails scratched along the rock tub as she grabbed at anything to hold onto. No Earthling had ever filled her this completely and her body was in a state
of shock and awe. Her pussy loved every minute of it, getting wetter with each thrust and clenching against his cock as it begged for more.

  When she was able to brace enough on the tub, she looked over her shoulder and smiled. As soon as their eyes met, he was done for.

  “My mate,” he groaned as he made several final thrusts against her.

  His cock continued to vibrate as he emptied his seed inside her, sending her climaxing against him once more. When the movement stopped, he tried to pull out slowly. She resisted and held him firm, milking his cock with her pussy for a few moments longer.

  “I was trying not to waste any,” she said, finally releasing him and turning to sit on the edge of the tub. “Oh shit, we almost flooded the place.” When she leaned over to turn the faucet off, he surprised her with a playful spank on her ass.

  “I could play with that all day.”

  “And you can now.” She sat up straight and stared at him, slowly tilting her head.

  “What is it? he asked.”

  “I didn’t get to take a good look at your body before. It’s spectacular. What are those markings on your chest?” she asked, pointing at what looked like tribal tattoos.

  “Those are the mark of our tribe.”

  “Will I need to get one? Like a Property of Javelin mark or something.”

  He laughed and leaned down to kiss her. “You can have whatever you want.”

  She placed both hands on her belly and rubbed gently. "I should start to feel the vibrations soon, right?"

  “How did you know about that?”

  “Delilah. Is it terrible that I wouldn’t mind if you fucked me as a dragon? Not that it’s possible, but...”

  “Not as terrible as the urge I had to fuck you as a dragon. We’re even.”

  He climbed into the tub and as he stepped in front of her, the movement revealed the scar on his back. Madeleine reached forward and rubbed her hand along it, mentally thanking him again for his sacrifice. He turned and motioned for her to join him.

  “Is it my turn for sunscreen now?” she teased.

  “I will do whatever you want.”

  She slid in next to him and he quickly lifted her up, placing her on his lap so he could wrap his arms around her. “I never thought this would happen,” he said, gently resting his palms on her belly.

  “Why not?”

  “After the injury, I just gave up. That stupid nickname…”

  “For the record, I love it.”

  “You do?”

  “It has a superhero ring to it – Beast Lightning,” she said while raising her arm like a streak across the sky.

  “When you say it like that, it doesn’t sound so bad.”

  “So … what do we do now?” she asked, reaching behind to wrap her arms around his neck.

  “We soak in this wonderful tub.”

  “I mean tomorrow and the day after that and the day after that. What are my official duties as your mate?”

  “To do everything I say without question or hesitation.”

  She swiveled on his lap and gave him a scowl. “Wrong.”

  “Just thought I’d try,” he said with a laugh. “Basically, it’s no different than mating with someone at the settlement. Take your parents, for example. They support each other and help the colony run smoothly. I will help you with the children, although you do have to give birth to them.”

  “Children, as in plural?”

  “If that’s okay with you,” he said softly. “I have a lot of catching up to do.”

  “Eight hundred years of catching up? Oh my poor uterus.”

  “Noooo, nothing like that. I want a family that I can be close to and care for. This isn’t a numbers game for me.”

  “Thank goodness.” As Madeleine swiveled back around, she felt a bulge pressing against her. “Again?”

  “Sorry. Lots of catching up, remember? I seem to have broken the off button.”

  “I don’t mind it,” she said, sliding around on his lap. “I just want my mate to be happy,” she said in a singsong voice. “This is the one thing I will do without question or hesitation.”

  He wrapped his arms under her legs and folded her back against his chest, giving her a chance to grip his cock with her hands and line it up directly with her opening.

  Madeleine moaned as he slid her down along his cock, swiveling her hips for better insertion. She whispered, “The one thing I want you to do for me without question or hesitation, is make me come as hard as possible.”

  “As you wish,” he said, wrapping his arms around her and preparing to do as he was told.

  Chapter 7

  While the dragons and their mates were rocking every level of the cliffs, all hell was breaking loose in the seedy part of the settlement. Word had gotten back to the smugglers about the moss and they realized their entire operation was about to dry up. Without the fever, no one would try to leave. If no one needed to escape, the settlers wouldn’t be offering gold or pussy as payment.

  “I heard it was the one you liked,” the scrawny smuggler said to Captain Badeed. “She sent the moss to her sister and they’re growing it in that greenhouse.”

  “She couldn’t leave well enough alone,” Captain Badeed grumbled while rubbing his scruff. “I would have taken care of that pretty thing too.”

  “Can’t trust those bitches,” the man with the round face interjected. “Ungrateful women. They only resist in the beginning, and then they can’t get enough.”

  The other smugglers in the bar grunted in agreement. “What are we gonna do about this bullshit, Captain?”

  They waited patiently for him to speak and leaned in as he rose to his feet and stood on a chair.

  “The time for being nice is over,” he said. “Our species is in danger. For that reason, I am passing a new bylaw. That bylaw states there are no longer any rules on this planet. All who agree say aye.”

  The crowd echoed with resounding agreement.

  “All who oppose say nay.”

  The crowd was silent. “That’s right,” he growled. “We have no use for fucking nay. No one in this room needed moss to keep the fever away. We’re the strong ones. Here we are doing our parts to ensure our population stays afloat and they shit on us. He yanked a pregnant woman from the crowd and made a rough grab at her belly. “My seed did this. We will keep this place populated with strong DNA. This is war!”

  While most of the crowd cheered in agreement, a quiet voice called out from the back. “But they’re dragons. How are we expected to fight a tribe of dragons?”

  “How? We will meet their flame with our lasers. Our spacecraft are as fast as their wings. They will never see us coming.”

  Madeleine searched the crowd until her eyes settled on Delilah who was sitting alone eating her breakfast.

  “May I join you?”

  “Of course.”

  “I’ve been looking for you. Guess what?” Madeleine asked, rubbing her own belly.

  “Vibrating? You too?” Delilah asked.

  “I love it already.”

  “You got yourself a good one with that Javelin. You know he saved the transport ship from going down?”

  “Yes! How did you know?”

  “One of the chameleons filled me in. He’s been waiting ages for his mate and he rescues you from the sky. You can’t get more romantic than that. I just fell for the big cock,” Delilah said with a shrug.

  “Never underestimate the power of a big cock,” Madeleine reasoned. “It’s just … amazing.”

  “It’s nice knowing our kids will be growing up together.”

  “It really is.” Madeleine moved closer and put an arm around her. “We can go back to the colony more often too. They received Javelin and Mykos well. And this moss is amazing. How is your cough?”

  “Completely gone. Wish I would have known about this ahead of time.”

  “Would you have changed your mind?”

  Delilah rubbed her belly gently and said, “You know what? I don’t
think I would.”

  “Me neither,” Madeleine whispered.

  “A little warning would have been nice,” Javelin said as he pulled Zara aside.

  “Huh? Warning from what?”

  “That I will feel perpetually love drunk and not be able to get anything done.”

  Zara laughed and hugged him. “How were her parents towards you?”

  “Lovely, but that was before last night. Not sure how they’ll accept me now.”

  “I thought it was every parent’s dream to have their daughter pumped full of dragon seed,” she said with a smirk.

  “Well, it should be.”

  “I’m proud of you, by the way. It’s good to see some pep in your step again.”

  “Thank you, Zara, for all your encouragement.

  “I should be thanking all of the women,” she said. “The hormone apocalypse is over. We finally have peace again.”

  Zara could not have been more wrong. Captain Badeed was on a hunt, searching for something to break or someone to hurt.

  June was working in the greenhouse and saw the shadow in the distance. She wrongly thought it was her sister coming for another visit and ran outside, hoping to see Mykos again. As the shadow got closer, she realized it wasn’t a dragon at all. Three spacecraft were flying lower than normal and heading for the colony. Everything in her being told her to run. She raced back to the greenhouse and locked the doors. The low altitude alarms were now blaring throughout the buildings, which meant they were close.

  Before she could even think of another hiding place, the roof of the greenhouse burst into flames as the smugglers melted it with their lasers. The first ship descended and hovered. She tried to run, but one of the men shot a small hook from a weapon, snagging the flesh of her calf and dragging her back towards them. The plants gave way as she clawed at them in failed resistance. Once they had her aboard, they torched every plant and the remaining walls of the greenhouse.

  Captain Badeed stood over her as she cowered in a corner. “You look just like your sister. Don’t worry, I’ll get her too. A matching set is always better. Up we go,” he said before the ship increased altitude and sped towards the cliffs.