Dragon Protector (Dragon Dreams)

by Tabitha St. George

  She opened her eyes, convinced that he had injected her with the arousal serum. He studied her, a little panicked, but he didn’t want to leave. Her body was filled with an intense, familiar fire, and she moaned as his hand moved from her arm, down her torso. She thought that her arousal had never been stronger than when they injected her, but with Zander touching her, she changed her mind.

  “Zander,” she whispered, her body on fire as he allowed his hands to roam the curves of her smooth body up and down. She moaned as his strong, hot hands found their way between her thighs. She bucked into them and he uttered a soft groan of appreciation. He could feel her blazing against his hand, with nothing but her thin gown, now wet with her desperate hunger between them.

  Suddenly, he could no longer help himself. He climbed over her, his ample groin pressing hard against her middle. She moaned and he buried his mouth against her neck, sending shivers of pleasure throughout her body. He let out a low growl as she responded to his touch, dragging her mound along his shaft and filling him with an insatiable need to be inside of her.

  He ran his hands through her hair, sucking and nibbling on her neck as he did. She cried out and wrapped her legs around his waist, inviting him to come closer to her; to feel the heat between her legs.

  His body hovered over hers for a moment, completely still. He finally began gyrating on top of her and she felt every cell in her body stirring in response. He carefully stripped her, and then, casting aside all of his inhibitions lest he miss his chance, he also stripped himself. She paused for a moment to take him in. He was gorgeous. His torso was incredibly muscular and his skin was smooth. He was mostly humanoid in shape, but as she suspected, his manhood was much larger. She moaned as he moved between her legs, pressing himself firmly against her wetness.

  “This might not be what you’re used to,” he cautioned, his muscular form teasing and tantalizing her body with slow, bold strokes.

  “I don’t want what I’m used to,” she said. “I want you.”

  Zander smiled down at her. She was certainly adventurous. It was just as well. She might not know what she was asking for.

  “I’m not sure I will be able to stop myself once I start. Is that okay?” he asked, his hearts pounding.

  “Yes,” she whispered. “Just do it.”

  Zander felt himself swell with need, his huge muscle making its way between her legs. Its head squeezed inside of her and she gasped in pleasure.

  “I’ll go slow,” he promised. She nodded, her eyes squeezed closed. She was whimpering, whether in pleasure or in pain he couldn’t tell. Not until she gripped her sheets and pushed herself further down his shaft was he sure. They both groaned out loud as the friction created an explosion of bliss between them.

  He took her breast in his large mouth and sweetly sucked her nipple. She tried to hold back the moan of pleasure she felt, but she couldn’t. The sound of her voice as he pleasured her made his urgent need to fill her up even more irresistible.

  “I’ve wanted you for so long,” he confessed breathily into her ear as he thrust his hips, bringing another moan to her lips. As he began to swell inside her, tendrils of pleasure wound up and down her body, and she sighed softly, closing her eyes as she took in the sensation.

  “I thought you didn’t like me,” she said softly.

  “Just the opposite,” he replied, flipping her onto her stomach and raising her ass in the air. He pushed himself a little further inside and she bucked wildly against him as the overwhelming pleasure nearly caused her to collapse. She gripped her sheets tightly in her hands as he pushed his way inside, showering her bare back with hot kisses.

  “Why did you inject me with the serum tonight?” she asked quietly.

  “The…what?” he paused for a moment to laugh. “I didn’t. This is all you.”

  He shoved himself midway inside of her and she cried out in pleasure.

  “Don’t stop!” she scolded him as he waited for a moment to laugh to himself.

  “It was just a vitamin,” he said, rocking his hips gently against her. She moaned in bliss as he filled her more fully than she had ever been in her life. She had never wanted someone so badly. He held her waist gently and began massaging her clit with his large, hot thumb.

  “This isn’t even the worst of it,” he whispered, slowly pulling himself out.

  “What do you mean?” she asked, suddenly nervous.

  “You’ll see,” he said. “My kind…we grow inside of you.”

  “Are you serious-“

  She abruptly let out a loud moan as he shoved himself unexpectedly back inside of her again. Her body trembled with pleasure, throbbing as he finally became fully immersed. He paused, allowing her to squeeze around his shaft, milking every small, blissful sensation possible.

  “Oh my g- “

  He didn’t give her a chance to finish speaking and flipped her around so that she was facing him, almost in his lap. She eased herself down his massive shaft, and his eyes held hers. She gasped in pleasure and surprise when his cock began to grow wider inside of her. Just when she was afraid it would never stop and she would be torn in two, it did, and he began ramming into her with all of his strength.

  Pria had been so desperate to feel his body that she quickly began to quake around him. Zander felt his enveloped member being squeezed by the contractions of her orgasm and inhaled deeply, trembling inside of her as she gasped in sensual bliss. He thrust into her with all of his might as she came, until she screamed out loud as his eruptive orgasm began flooding her.

  She was shocked by the power of his load and came again twice before he was finished. He held her firmly by the waist, hammering into her until every last drop was spent inside of her.

  ***

  They relocated to the couch, where the mess of their sex wouldn’t be uncomfortable. He held her close to his hot body and smiled down at her.

  “You’re going to be released soon. I wouldn’t have been able to live with myself if I never did that,” Zander admitted.

  She laughed softly.

  “I’m going back home? But I thought…”

  “We have what we need from you for now. But you will be under strict surveillance. If the Codans knew who you were, the universe would be in trouble. It’s safer for everybody if you return home.”

  “I’m not sure I like the idea of going away without you,” she said, frowning.

  “I don’t think you’ll have to,” Zander said. “Being captain isn’t for me. I’m going to ask Kane if I can head to Earth and watch over you. I’ve done well enough that I think he will agree.”

  “That’s great,” she breathed, snuggling closely into his body.

  ***

  At the end of the week, just as he’d promised, she was back to her old home. She hadn’t lost her job at all, as it turned out. Most people only believed that she had been gone for a day or two. But she had never been happier with Zander stationed just above her apartment, head of a stealth operation to keep her safe.

  Every night, he would beam her into the ship, cloaked to blend in with the night sky, and they would spend the evening together, happier than either of them had ever been in their whole lives.

  THE END

  Taken by the Alpha Alien

  Leela Ash

  Copyright ©2016 by Leela Ash. All rights reserved.

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  Chapter 1

  Kylie Parker woke up with a start. The batteries to her alarm clock had died some time during the night, and she had worked a double shift the night before and slept very deeply. That meant that she was late to work. She groaned in frustration and dressed as quickly as she possibly could, imagining the unfriendly face of her boss, who seemed to be looking for any excuse to chew her out. The woman was awful, and Kylie g
roaned as she grabbed her car keys. It would take a miracle to avoid being reprimanded and she was worried that she was all out of luck.

  She finally made it to work and ran to her cubicle. She had a well-paying job, and didn't know what she would do if she were to lose it. Unfortunately, as soon as she arrived, she was summoned into her boss's office. When she sat down in front of Nancy's desk, Nancy scowled at her. She had a feeling that she knew what was coming, but she held her breath and waited to hear for sure.

  “This is a crucial time for the company, we are experiencing an opportunity for growth. And as I'm sure you know, you are only as strong as your weakest link. I can't have anybody screwing that up for us right now, I'm afraid I'm going to have to let you go. Your performance has been lackluster, and punctuality is extremely critical. I'm sure you understand. Have your desk cleared out by noon today.”

  Kylie opened her mouth to protest, but the words seemed stuck behind a barrier. There was nothing more she could say to this woman, and anything else out of her mouth would just seem vile. It was better to leave with dignity than to throw a fit, so Kylie stood and walked away. Nancy would have a hard time finding anybody else to work double shifts when she needed it, and that wasn't something that Kylie needed to deal with anymore.

  Losing her job had many consequences. She thought them all over as she packed her desk up. Her mortgage was coming up, and due quickly, and if she wasn't careful her payments would quickly pile up. She could lose everything. She figured with her savings she should be set for the first couple of months, but after that there was nothing that she could do except sell the summer home that she had inherited to make ends meet. If nothing else, she could live there and give up the mortgage on her house. It would give her a small safety net until she was able to find something better for herself. She closed her eyes and sighed, wishing that she worked for anybody else, and angry that Nancy would overlook all of her hard work over some obscure personal grudge against her.

  On the way home from work, she decided that she would go visit her boyfriend Carl. They had been seeing each other for a few months, and she thought that maybe one of his quirky jokes and a hug would help her to feel better about the possibility of losing everything that she cared about materially in the world. She impulsively took the exit to his house instead of continuing down the highway and taking her own exit. She had a spare set of house keys for his apartment and let herself in, hoping that he would be happy to see her. She set the keys down on the counter and looked around. He was nowhere to be seen. She heard a small noise coming from the bedroom and she walked toward it.

  “Carl?" She called, pushing open his bedroom door.

  The sight that met her eyes made her immediately feel sick. She closed the door quickly, her face contorting in fury. Carl was in bed with another woman. She couldn't believe the nerve of that man. He shuffled to the door wrapped in a sheet.

  “Who is that woman?” the blonde in his bed was calling out. “How did she get in here? I thought you said you stopped fooling around on me!”

  Anger filled Kylie's heart.

  “How long have you been with her?” she cried.

  Carl opened his mouth to reply but she gritted her teeth in defiance.

  “That actually doesn't matter – I'm not dealing with this from you.”

  Kylie rushed through the apartment and grabbed the few belongings that she had left there, before hopping into her vehicle and speeding away. She had never felt more humiliated in her entire life, and she could hot tears brimmed against her eyes as she drove. She thought she was going back to her own apartment, but she sped past the exit and found herself on the way toward her summer home. She had some thinking to do, and she did not want to do that in her stuffy home, where she knew she would just end up drowning in her own sorrows. She would come collect some clothes later, as she needed them, but until then she was just going to do her best to keep her head above water.

  The day had taken many unexpected twists and turns, and she was feeling worse than she could ever remember feeling before. It would do her some good to get away from the rest of the world, and not have to face any of the mundane problems that she was used to dealing with in her everyday life.

  Chapter 2

  Over the next few weeks, she began to slowly move her belongings over to the summerhouse. She called her brother and asked if he would be able to help her to lease out her home to somebody else so that she wouldn't lose it entirely. Instead of helping her, he gave her a lecture on being self-sustainable and independent, and hung up leaving her feeling worse than ever. When she called her best friend to ask if she knew of anybody who would want to rent her house or had heard of any new job opportunities, all she could do was say that she would call back and let her know if anything came up. Kylie didn't hear anything else from her after that. She had never felt more alone in her entire life.

  The summerhouse was on a lake, and it made her feel at peace to be there. She had gone many times as a child, and after her father had passed away he had left the home to her. She had been very popular there throughout her youth and every vacation she seemed to have a new boyfriend. There was something about her that had men throwing themselves at her, and yet she had settled with a guy like Carl. What was wrong with her?

  Kylie studied herself in the mirror, searching for answers to her many questions. There was nothing there but her reflection. She had jet black hair that cascaded down to the middle of her back, and almond shaped and piercing blue eyes. Her figure was voluptuous and toned, and she realized suddenly that maybe Nancy's problem with her was some kind of jealousy over her appearance. Nancy was a rumpled middle-aged woman who didn't seem to have a lot of close connections in the world. Maybe she had her eye on one of the men in the office, but he had his eye on Kylie.

  It wasn't particularly fair, but at least it helped Kylie to cope with the fact that she had been unfairly fired. Nancy was a miserable old woman, and if she needed to abuse her power and authority to feel better about her lack of love, Kylie supposed she could deal with that. She tore herself away from the mirror and sat outside at the patio table, suddenly smelling the distinct aroma of impending rain. There was an obnoxious amount of splashing coming from the middle of the lake, where a teenage couple were boisterously playing. Kylie could tell that they had had one too many between the two of them, and soon the wind started blowing ominously and the clouds began to darken.

  She was torn between staying put and allowing the rain to begin falling on her bare skin, and being a responsible adult and getting those kids out of the water before they were killed in a storm. She made her way toward them, reluctant but resigned in her duty toward humanity. If those were her kids, she would hope that someone responsible would be looking out for them. She wasn't old enough to have teenagers yet, but still.

  “Hey you two, you should get out of there. It's about to storm!" Kylie cried, waving up to the darkened sky. They didn't seem to hear her, and continued laughing loudly and splashing in the water.

  “Hey!" Kylie called again, but her words were muted out by the sound of a loud whirring engine. She looked around in confusion. There weren't any roads in the area, just pathways and long, winding driveways. There was one road far out to the east of her summerhouse. She didn't see any cars or vehicles approaching, especially none that would be able to mute out her words quite so thoroughly. A bright light flashed in front of her eyes, and she looked up into the sky expecting to see lightning. Instead, there was a large craft hovering above her, and a blinding beam of light shone down and illuminated the lake.

  Another bright light flashed in front of her, and Kylie felt herself being lifted. The weightlessness of her body was alarming, but she didn't have enough time to process it. Suddenly the entire world went dark and the whirring noise stopped. She blinked rapidly, but she still could not see anything. All she could hear were alarmed and panicked murmurs around her. Somebody stuck a device into her ear and soon all of the sounds around her began to
make sense.

  “We got the wrong person, we need to try again!" Somebody was shouting.

  “We can't try again, you know that would be too risky."

  “What are we supposed to do with her?! She isn't even part of a couple. How are we supposed to -”

  “We should just put her back then.”

  “We can't just put her back, what if she tells somebody what happened!?”

  Suddenly, a loud, clear voice spoke and silenced the panic around her. Her eyes began to adjust, and she squinted toward the voice, just making out a figure of a man, or at least a humanoid being resembling a man, making his way toward her. He was handsome and authoritative. His voice was rich and masculine, and somehow made her feel safe.

  “We will keep her, forget about the other two. What worth would their genes be to us anyway? They were both intoxicated and putting their own lives at risk for the sake of brief entertainment. They would be useless to us in the long run, we might as well choose someone with a little more sense.”

  Kylie looked around at the people who had been chattering in a panic. They all looked vaguely similar to the handsome humanoid man, but their eyes were wide with concern. Their heads are slightly bigger in proportion than she was used to seeing, and the effect startled her deeply. Otherwise, they looked somewhat similar to normal people. Her first thought was that she had been kidnapped by a group of deformed people, but soon the leader of the group walked toward her with firm steps echoed off the metal in the room that she was in.

  “Why don't you come with me," he said gently, offering his broad arm to her. “I'm sure that you have some questions."