A Dragon's Heart: BBW Paranormal Romance
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Perry’s body was up against her, his muscular chest stroking her nipples as he rubbed against her in time to Tor’s slow strokes. It was hard to breathe with the steam around her, yet she loved how each breath seemed to hydrate her and make her even more sensitive as the tension wound higher in the room.
Perry’s free hand closed over her breast, thumbing over her nipple as she moaned. Overwhelmed by Tor’s invasion of her body but wanting even more than that, she pushed Perry forward onto the bench behind him.
His hard cock was ready, waiting, and she bent forward to suck on it as Tor caught her around the middle and supported her.
Shock waved through her as she realized she had both of them inside her. She heard Perry bite back a moan and felt him arch, his cock twitching in her mouth, and she let out her own moan of pleasure around his dick.
Behind her, Tor was being still, clearly trying to be careful, to retain control as they found the perfect position together. He was so strong that he could support her with one hand as she bent to pleasure Perry, and his free hand stroked over her clit, distracting her as he slid out and then into her again, adjusting to their new angle.
It felt amazing, and he was hitting her G-spot with every thrust.
Meanwhile, she could feel Perry reacting to her, nearly losing control as she watched his silver hair, wet with sweat and steam, trail over his face as he breathed rapidly.
He was so fucking beautiful, and from here out, he was all hers. Him and the huge beast behind her, who was handsome and strong and protective. She could barely believe it was real. But with the soft but hard feel of each of them inside her, the power she felt knowing she could pleasure them both at once, be everything to them both at once, she knew it was as real as anything could be.
Right now, she was their world and they were hers.
Tor increased his speed, his hand tight against her belly as he held her up and the other stroked her clit, speeding up with his thrusts. Perry thrust into her mouth, and she caught him, loving the feel of him, the power she had over this intelligent, formidable man.
Perry was close to losing control, and she saw it in his eyes. He jerked away from her and pulled her to standing just as Tor thrust into her, pushing her over the edge. She looked up in shock at Perry as the waves crested over, and felt him grab her behind the neck and slam his mouth onto hers for a kiss that shook her to her very soul.
She wrapped one arm around him and one around Tor as Tor came inside her, with her. She felt him jerking and tensing and was happy to her core as she heard him groan in ultimate release.
Then quickly, she was turned to Perry as Tor withdrew with a ragged gasp and embraced her from the front as Perry was behind her.
Perry lifted her onto his hard cock and came inside her. She was wet and ready for him, still clenching from her own orgasm, and because of that, she could feel every ridge of Perry, the whole of him as he stretched her deep inside. He felt different than Tor but equally amazing, and she rode him as Tor knelt to worship her stomach, his hands grazing her breasts as his tongue rode the inside of her belly button in an intensely erotic way.
She arched as a dizzy sensation began to come over her, one that was faint and pleasant but frightening at the same time.
“Guys,” she gasped as she felt another orgasm racing toward her. “I don’t… Something is happening.” Something that had never happened in any of the times they’d made love together. Then again, she’d never taken them one after the other.
“It’s the mating,” Tor said, looking at Perry, who was completely lost in the moment, buried in his mate and hell-bent on pleasing her.
When she went over the edge for the second time, she felt lost in the middle of a whirlpool, as if the whole world were swirling and centering around her, and all she could see was her and Tor and Perry, joined together forever.
“I love you,” Perry said as he released inside her, joining with her as their bodies convulsed. Tor stood to wrap around her, making sure she was protected on all sides as she went. She saw Tor bite his own finger and reach over toward Perry, and then she felt a prick on her neck as his teeth lightly settled over the skin there in a soft bite that was loving and bittersweet at the same time.
She didn’t know exactly what was happening, but she knew it was all a part of the magical world she was involved with now. There was no going back, so she just held on to her dragons as the world swirled along with the steam and her entire universe seemed to collapse upside down.
She felt everything go black just as Tor caught her in his arms and heard Perry vaguely asking questions.
She could feel herself being carried out of the shower and laid on the bed but was still overwhelmed by her inability to breathe or think through the fantastic shock of it all.
Something was different inside her. Something had exploded in her mind and would never be the same, and she didn’t know what it was.
She slowly opened her eyes to see herself naked on the bed and her dragons staring down at her in concern.
Her body was still humming with the pleasure of her orgasms, the warmth of being with her partners, the steam that had been all around them.
“What happened?” she asked.
“You tell us,” Perry said, crouching in front of the bed with his elbows on it and cocking his head. You’re the one who went through it.
She gasped as she realized he hadn’t spoken that last part. “I can hear your thoughts. That must have been what made everything feel crazy.”
Really? Tor grinned at her. I don’t know if I’m pleased or a little worried that we have to watch ourselves now.
She laughed and pretended to be mad. But it was hard to pull it off when her whole body was still glowing from orgasm and having been claimed. Oh really, Tor? What are you thinking about me that I don’t know?
No, not that. He scratched his head, grinning bashfully. I guess I just have to cut back on the dirty thoughts.
Never, she replied. “Okay, we can talk now. I still need to get used to the thought-reading thing.” She pulled Tor on the bed with her and reached for Perry, who reluctantly got up to join them in bed.
“Are you sure you’re okay?” he asked. He was back to his calm, logical self, but he was also sexy and soaked with sweat.
They all lay on the bed naked for a moment, reveling in what happened. Lexie noticed she could tune into their thoughts more or less if she wanted to.
“So does that mean I’m a dragon-heart?” she asked out loud, still more used to that kind of communication.
“I don’t know,” Perry said. “Do you feel like you have any powers?”
“I don’t… think so,” she said, wondering if she should feel disappointed.
Tor propped himself up on one elbow. “It doesn’t matter,” he said. “As long as you’re ours, we’ll protect you.”
“But I want to protect you,” she said, trying to sit up, but both men pushed her back down, making her relax.
She took a deep breath and listened closely to her body. Nothing felt different. She tried to remember the powers Tor had talked about. She didn’t feel healing, like the blue dragon, or super strength, like Tor. She tried to move a pen on the desk with her mind, but that didn’t work either. And she definitely didn’t feel the poison of the black dragon inside her.
“I’m sorry, guys. I don’t think I have a power.” She rolled onto her side, and Perry immediately snuggled her from behind, holding her close as Tor took her chin and forced her to look into his eyes.
“We love you, Lexie. We love your heart, no matter what it is or is not.”
Perry agreed. “We love only you, from here on out, forever. That’s all that matters. At least you can hear our thoughts, as our mate. I didn’t know if that was only for dragon-hearts, but I’m glad you have a part of us now.”
“It’s only fair,” she muttered. Then she laughed and snuggled in as Tor got closer. “I love both of you, too,” she said, leaning into Perry’s chest with he
r back as she ran a hand down Tor’s stomach. “I always will.”
“That’s all that matters to us,” Perry said, nipping her shoulder. “We’ll make you happy forever. We promise.”
She rolled onto her back and let Perry and Tor each snuggle in beside her and closed her eyes as her face broke into a deep smile.
Then she opened her eyes and looked up at each of them. As she did, she gasped as something took over her mind, making it impossible to see or think about anything but what was unfolding in front of her.
She saw herself at dinner with the tigers at a table in a house she’d never seen before. There was a feeling of familial love all around, security, and Tor and Perry were on either side of her, laughing with their friends as a small tiger darted about the table. Kel walked over to pick it up, laughing with his short, dark-haired mate as he scooped the unruly tiger cub into his arms.
To the side, two young toddlers were playing with blocks, and one had dark hair and orange eyes, just like Jace, a little boy, while the other was a girl with green eyes and dark curls who looked like a mix of Carter and the beautiful dark-eyed woman who was with him.
The scene was perfect, and then she caught her breath as Perry stood up, holding a glass, and Tor stood as well, clinking a spoon against his to get everyone’s attention. When he hit the glass a little too hard and it broke, everyone looked up in shock and then laughed at Tor, not knowing his own strength, as usual.
Perry took her by the arm and helped her stand, and she watched herself place a protective hand over her stomach. She couldn’t make out what Perry said, but she saw the women in the room light up and the men stare in shock before coming over to congratulate them all.
It hit her in a fraction of a second. She was seeing the future, and in the future, she was pregnant.
Everything faded to black, and she opened her eyes, forcing them to adjust to seeing the room around her again, the eyes of her mates looking down at her in concern.
“Are you all right?” Tor asked, voice tight and jaw ticking in concern.
“What happened?” Perry asked, pulling her to a sitting position.
She put a hand up to her head and let out a weak laugh. “I guess I’m a dragon-heart after all.”
“What do you mean?” Perry asked.
She wondered if she should tell them what she had seen and then realized there was no point. They’d see it in her thoughts soon enough anyway. “I have the purple dragon’s power. I saw us in the future. We were pregnant.”
“All of us?” Tor asked, looking confused.
“No, silly,” she said, hitting him in the arm. “Just me. But with you two.”
“I hope it’s mine,” Perry said, eyeing Tor calmly. “You can have the next one.”
“Nah, it’ll be mine,” Tor said.
She sighed and shook her head at both of them and then looked at each, treasuring how much their eyes shone with love for her, a pair as blue as a deep ocean and a pair as silver as a crescent moon.
She hoped it was twins.
As the men continued to playfully argue and then started to talk about nursery ideas, she rested on the pillow and just enjoyed watching them, being with them, knowing it would be forever.
Being dragon-hearted was a bonus because it gave her a power that would help her protect those she loved. But as Lexie watched the men she loved more than anything in the world interact in front of her, she knew even if she hadn’t turned out to have a dragon-heart, they all would have been fine after all.
Because more important than her having a dragon-heart was the fact that she had her dragons’ hearts. That was the most precious prize of all.
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Cage McCann and Carrie Miller go way back. As kids, they meant everything to each other. But Cage left town years ago to escape his future as leader of the local motorcycle gang, the Aces, and though he promised to come back, Carrie has given up on seeing him again. Until he shows up at her bar and pulls her into a sensuous, soul-shaking kiss and back into his life, which is currently full of danger and secrets beyond what Carrie can imagine.
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Sample of Bear to the Bone
The little brown bear howled, its leg tangled painfully in a trap so old, so rusted it was probably put in the woods long ago, back before bear traps were banned.
It had been dumb to go into the forest, especially this late.
But every time he felt the shift coming, all he could do was go tearing out into the woods, running blindly as he felt the animal in him take over.
The pounding stress inside him would only stop when he heard the reassuring press of his paws over soft dirt and leaves, as he darted in and out of the shadows of the forest, cool mountain air blowing down over his face, which was now sheltered by fur.
Being in his bear form was both terrifying and electrifying.
His mother had been a shifter, too, but she’d left earlier that year, so he’d had make the transformation on his own.
He was angry at her, but right now, he was angrier at himself. No matter how frustrated his father made him, he knew better than to run in the woods. It was dangerous and wild out here, but he hadn’t been able to resist the animal inside him. The one begging to be free.
Now he was stuck, and the sun was beginning to set. He let out another plaintive whine as he pulled at the trap, but the sharp bite of pain on his leg stopped him. The chain was attached to a large tree, so he had no hope of felling it to get away.
His leg was starting to feel numb, so he curled up in a little ball and whined, waiting for it to get dark and cold.
No one would come looking for him. And if they did, no one would know he was a person. And who would approach a bear, even one in a trap? Wouldn’t they think the bear would eat them if they let him go? That’s what he would have thought.
Maybe if someone came by, he could shift back. He was no good at shifting on purpose. It all came like a whirlwind and left him in a heap when it was over.
He tried to think back to what his mom had said. Not much.
Cage, when it comes, don’t fight it. She had touched his head, and thinking of that kindness now made tears bite the corners of his eyes. He burrowed his face in his paws, hiding from the world and the waning light.
No one was coming. No one could help him. He’d die out here in this forest, chained to this tree, and no one would even care.
Not the bikers raising him, if you could call it that. Not the mother who
’d walked out without looking back.
Not that he blamed her. The Aces were horrible. He just wished he could have gone, too. Maybe she thought his dad would come after them, but he knew better. And—
Crack.
The snap of a twig had him lifting his head in shock, twitching as he looked around the forest. He inhaled deeply, his senses sharper in this form.
More crushing of twigs. Someone was coming through the brush. He could see them now, silhouetted by the dying light. It was a person.
In reflex, he shrank back. If it were one of the bikers from the compound, or a hunter, they probably wouldn’t hesitate to put a bullet in him.
Well, not without a fight. He raised to his feet as well as he could and faced them on all fours, his lips pulling back to bare his teeth in a snarl.
“It’s okay,” a soft, soothing voice said as the figure stepped closer, into a shaft of light between the trees.
He blinked. It was a girl, probably his age or just slightly older. Maybe twelve or thirteen.
He felt an instant kinship with her. Her dark-blond hair was messy and there was grass in it like she’d recently fallen. She was wearing a puffy jacket and she had a roundness to her he liked. She looked healthy. Happy.
She must live at the house out in the meadow. He’d gone by there once when he’d heard sounds of children playing there. He’d asked his dad once, and he’d said the kids there didn’t have parents, and not to go there again. That they didn’t mix with those types.
Cage had listened, but he couldn’t help thinking about the house in the meadow and sort of wanting to be parentless so he could live there.
The girl was moving closer. Her clothes were worn but clean. She took careful steps, as if trying not to scare him. That was stupid. He was a bear. Didn’t she know he could eat her? Well, he wasn’t sure, but wasn’t that what bears did? Eat people?