Fangs, Flames, and Allure_A Reverse Harem Romance

by Zara Zenia

  “I don’t know.” I inhale a sharp breath. I need oxygen. I need a moment. “I guess I think you are really special, and you deserve more than me just pouncing on you.”

  “I’m giving you permission, remember?” Katie laughs.

  “Right.” I nod and take another deep breath. “Then I guess I needed a moment to prepare myself for how amazing the kiss is going to be.”

  Without a word, Katie grabs my armor and pulls me close to her. I press my mouth against hers and as our lips tickle each other’s sparks fly. Fireworks ignite in the galaxy and a world of pleasure and passion unleashes itself to swirl around the universe.

  After a few moments, Katie pulls away. She’s staring at me with raw, sexual energy. She’s panting, breathing really hard. Her chest rises and falls dramatically. She draws in again and nibbles on my bottom lip.

  “You are amazing,” I groan as she sits on top of me, straddling me. I keep her steady and from floating away by grabbing her hips and rooting them to my lap.

  “Are you sure you want to take this next step with me?” I raise a wary eyebrow. “I don’t want you to have any reservations.”

  “I think I can take care of myself.” Katie grins as she begins to pull her shirt over her head, exposing her lacy black bra. “If I didn’t trust you, Brent, then I would never have agreed to board the spaceship with you.”

  “Did I really give you a choice?” I tease.

  “Of course you did.” She strokes my chest and pouts. “Do you like what you see?” She arches her back and her bottom presses against my cock, driving me crazy.

  “Yes.” I gulp and nod my head vigorously.

  Katie pulls her bra down to expose her bouncy, round breasts and perky, pink nipples.

  “Wow,” I say and press my face into them. They are like balloons of squeezable perfection. I wrap my mouth around her nipples and suck delightedly. Katie giggles and moans, pressing my hand to her pussy.

  “Touch me,” she breaths.

  “Can I see you?” I ask and glance up at her expectantly. “I want to see all of you.”

  “Yes.” Katie bats her eyes seductively. Her red lips are juicy like an apple.

  She peels off her pants and panties. I stifle a gasp as I stare at her perfect, pink pussy lips. She’s engorged and glistening with wetness.

  “What do you think?” she coos.

  “I think you are incredibly sexy,” I tell her and it’s the honest truth.

  I press two fingers to her pussy lips, exploring her. She leans her neck back and sighs with sexual contentment.

  My fingers slip and out of her delicate pussy with ease. I find her clit and begin rubbing it up and down, back and forth, swirling around and around.

  “That feels so good,” she moans.

  “I want to make you cum,” I whisper in her ear as she continues to sit on top of me with her legs spread wide open.

  “Yes,” she breathes. Her energy is electric.

  I kiss her again and she moans, tightening her grip on me. “I am going to cum,” she cries and then her body begins to convulse.

  I hold onto her slender waist as she rocks on top of me with an eruption of orgasm. Once she is calm and composed again, I embrace her in a hug, wrapping my arms around her tiny body.

  The chemistry between us floors me, even though I’m strapped to my seat. “Have you ever had sex in the air before?” I cast her a mischievous smile. I need to be inside of her, and I don’t know how much longer I can take the wait.

  Everything is happening so fast between us, and I feel like I need to seize the opportunity to be alone with her to explore each other in the most magical ways possible.

  Katie blushes and bites her bottom lip. I know she’s nervous about pushing through the boundaries and taking this huge leap with me, but I want to promise her how I’ll make it worth her while.

  “No, I can’t say that I have,” she giggles.

  “Well come here to me so I can rock your world.” I grin, kissing her lips again. My hand is sticky from the puddle of pussy juices that is still dripping out of Katie. She’s ready for me, I can sense it by her delighted trembles.

  She helps me unlatch my pants and pushes them down while I remain strapped to my seat for gravity purposes. “You will have to grind on me,” I tell her.

  “I can’t wait,” she moans.

  I will be able to help her gently push along, but for the most part the work will be up to her.

  She pulls out my enormous green cock and gasps. “Oh my.”

  “Do you like it?” I grin.

  “It’s so…big.” Her mouth gapes open and her eyes widen to ocean blue circles.

  “I will be gentle with you, I promise,” I reassure her.

  She climbs on top of me and gently pushes herself down to sit on my throbbing cock. I groan as the tip of my manhood makes contact with her soaking pussy. “Oh wow, this feels so incredible.”

  She pushes herself down a little further, easing herself in so that she’s not overwhelmed with my girth all at once.

  “Are you okay?” I ask her gently as I stroke her exposed and naked back.

  “Yes,” she nods, “it feels good.” She begins to pump up and down on me, wiggling her hips around like a sexy lap dancer. I groan and lean back, moving my hips up and down to help her.

  She moans and wraps her arms around my chest, hugging me close to her. I take the opportunity to squeeze her butt and she giggles playfully.

  She rocks up and down on top of me, sending me on a wild ride of ecstasy. I know I’m going to cum fast with her, because she’s doing a magnificent job at sitting on my cock and working all her stuff.

  “You are so sexy,” I tell her with eyes glazed over with alluring bliss.

  “Thank you,” she says and breathes out a soft moan.

  I tickle her breasts as she becomes more confident in each thrust. She rocks harder and faster on top of me. “I’m going to cum,” I proclaim with a primal groan.

  My cock slips and slides out of her wet pussy with ease and then it happens. The explosion and tingling sensation building inside of me finally erupts and explodes as I pull out of her, splashing her breasts and stomach with my spray of hot cum.

  She remains on top of me for a few seconds later as we breathe in and out together, sweating and full of sexual euphoria.

  Chapter Thirty-Two

  Katie

  “Are you alright?” Brent’s face is flushed with concern. His eyebrows furrow and his expression is the complex epitome of anticipation.

  “It was amazing.” I cup my hand over his and give him a warm smile. “The sex, I mean.” I know there’s probably no need for confirmation, but I give him the vindication anyway.

  “Really?” He looks like a delighted child on Christmas morning.

  “Really.” I laugh and squeeze his hand, drawing it up to plant a kiss on the back of his palm. “I have no regrets.”

  Brent leans back in his docking chair and places his hands behind his head. If not for his olive complexion, I might confuse his features and mannerisms to be like that of a guy native to Earth.

  He’s still glowing with that aftermath of sexual bliss. His lips curl into a satisfied and contented smile. If I can just freeze this moment in time and refer back to it whenever I get afraid of something, then there is hope for my future.

  I button the last button of my shirt and gaze fondly at Brent. It’s true, I have no regrets about sleeping with him. There’s something safe and nurturing about him. He also gives me a sense of purpose. It’s almost as if his motivation to save his planet rubs off on me, in the best possible way.

  He makes me want to be a better person by the way he lights up the world around him. He lives an honest life. He’s not radical in one direction or another. He’s simple and pure.

  “How much longer until we dock at Earth’s space station?” I ask.

  “We aren’t docking there.” Brent whips the throttle into gear and the shuttle ascends in speed.

>   “What do you mean?” My heart pounds. I’m not exactly nervous, but his expression is serious and determined as if he has a plan in mind that he’s not telling me about.

  “Remember?” He flicks his gaze to me briefly. “We are heading straight back to the woods and the vampire den.”

  “Oh, right.” I shake my head and chuckle, face-palming. “I’m sorry, I must have forgotten.”

  “I’d like to make you forget more often.” Brent gives me a sly and devilishly handsome grin as he squeezes my leg with his hand.

  “You are getting more confident in our relationship,” I say and playfully role my eyes.

  “Do we have a relationship?” Brent’s voice gets high and squeaky and his eyebrows raise in fresh hope.

  I shrug. “Maybe. We’ll see how it goes. For now, I’m having fun escaping reality with you.”

  “It is nice every once in a while.” Brent gazes dreamily out the window of the shuttle. “I work too hard. I need to remind myself to slow down and not take myself so seriously.”

  “Cut yourself some slack,” I tell him and rub his muscular shoulder that feels like a boulder against my palm. “You are the king of your own planet. You have vast responsibilities.”

  Brent breathes out a puff of air, exhaling deeply and long. “Sometimes I don’t think I have what it takes, but I know I’m their only hope.”

  “I have faith in you,” I reassure him with a kind smile. “I think you are really great.”

  “Really great at sex?” He grins again.

  I roll my eyes. “You are naughty, you do realize that?”

  “Always.” He nods and claps his hands together.

  “I guess the male instinct is the same across the galaxy, no matter what planet you are on,” I laugh.

  “It’s even stronger for me because I’m a dragon,” Brent states with a noble smile.

  “Right.” I nod, but inside I shiver slightly.

  I can’t believe I forgot what he really is. I’m not frightened of him, but it’s a little rattling to know what he’s capable of doing. As long as I stay on his good side, our relationship shouldn’t tarnish.

  “The landing might be rough,” Brent shouts a few seconds later after a moment of silence between us. “Just make sure your harness is strapped in tight and your helmet remains on for oxygen purposes.

  “Okay,” I say and give him a gloved thumbs up. “Got it.”

  I tense my muscles and grip the sides of my docking chair, bracing for a bumpy ride back through Earth’s dense and intensely hot atmosphere.

  The buttons on the control panel of the shuttle began to flash, blink and make a siren sound.

  “Is everything alright?” I glance over at Brent who is frantically pressing a neon orange button that’s flashing the brightest.

  “Yes, just a little rocky,” he notes and blinks through the sweat dripping on his forehead.

  My eyes automatically seal themselves shut like a tomb and I hold my breath. Before I know what’s happening, it’s over. The rocket boosters at the bottom of the shuttle expand and brace the impact of our fall so that we can experience a smoother landing than without that assistance.

  I mentally encourage myself to extend myself enough bravery to open my eyes once again. I’m staring at the familiar door to the tree that leads into the vampire den. We made it back to Earth, safe and sound, just like Brent promised.

  * * *

  I follow Brent into the den where we both hear the roar of yelling male voices booming through the walls. A heated argument is ensuing between Carl, Roger and Ken. Each of them has their fists balled defensively at their sides. It is apparent that all three of them are ready to strike and begin an underground war. It’s just a matter of time, and who flinches first.

  “Your brother is evil,” Carl snares, glaring deviously at Ken.

  “Why is it my fault?” Ken growls back in a whining tone.

  “Because, your brother took Katie to be his own. You knew about it the entire time!” Now it’s Roger’s turn to input his opinion into the dispute. His steel eyes glare menacingly at Ken who is being verbally attacked two to one.

  “How do you know he took her to be his own? He’s the king! He would never do that!” Ken is so viciously angry that the veins in his neck pulse and throb with irrational wrath.”

  “Don’t you see?” Carl holds out his arms. “It’s the perfect plan. He’s the king so he can do whatever he wants.”

  “Not Brent. He’s noble.” Ken crosses his olive arms defiantly and shakes his head to end the debate.

  “They have been gone for far too long,” Roger says in an eerily quiet voice. “That can only mean one thing. That Brent captured Katie for his own mate.”

  I draw my fingers up to my lips to stifle the gasp that bubbles in my throat and threatens to escape. Brent is glaring at all three of them, sourly, as if he thinks nothing more than how wickedly stupid they are.

  “Come on,” he grumbles to me with a roll of his eyes. He is first to step into the den.

  “What is the meaning of all this bickering?”

  Ken glances up, startled and surprised to see his brother. “You’re…back,” he fumbles.

  “Of course, I’m back,” Brent scowls. “And I’m not alone.”

  He beckons me to emerge from the shadows of the cavern and I take a timid step into the dim light in the den.

  “Hello.” I wave meekly with a chagrin curling the corners of my lips.

  “Katie?” Roger blinks and stares at me as if I’m a figment of his imagination, or he’s dreaming me up in his mind.

  “It’s really me,” I chuckle and glance at Brent, “in the flesh.”

  “I never thought I’d see you again.” Roger trots over to where I stand in the corner, still partially secluded in the shadows.

  He awkwardly shifts his weight and lifts his arms slightly to his waistline. He appears to be pondering whether he should wrap his arms around me and embrace me in a hug. I stand there, allowing him to work out the best tactic in his mind. In the end, he opts to just give me a shy wave.

  “I’m glad you are back. I thought he took you to Ethwan forever.” Roger glares at Brent as a hiss rolls off his tongue.

  “It’s okay.” I cast Roger a warm smile as I cup his frigid and stiff hand over mine. “Brent didn’t hurt me.”

  “They still can’t be trusted.” Carl takes a step closer to me and makes me tremble with the way he’s gawking at me. It’s almost as if his statement is a direct command rather than an opinion.

  “I’m safe. So, whatever preconceived notions you have about the reputations of dragons isn’t the case with Brent. He’s quite the gentleman.” I smile and glance over at Brent who is beaming with the way I’m coming to his defense.

  I look at Roger and Carl, who are both seething. I recognize the leaking emotion on their faces. They are jealous of Brent.

  Chapter Thirty-Three

  Roger

  I’m itching out of my skin. I’m also angry at myself. Why do I need to be such a wuss when it comes to engaging in conversation with the dragon shifters? I hate the fact that they stupidly perceive themselves as the alpha, superior species, as if we as vampires are the scum that walks the planets.

  I approach Katie. She assures me she’s fine. I’m not sure I actually believe her. Not yet. I need to spend some time alone with her. Maybe if we can find a way to speak in private, I can rip the truth from her.

  Not in a manipulating kind of way, but just a coaxing, gentle way to where she doesn’t realize she’s inadvertently revealing important information. I want Katie to understand she can trust me, and that I won’t hurt her.

  Progress is underway, but not from the path I had initially hoped. She seems different. Glowing or something. Could she potentially be smitten with Brent now? I narrow my eyes and inspect her. She smiles at him as if she’s love struck.

  I hope I haven’t blown my chance with her. I’m too shy. I’m flawed with reservations. Carl always tells me
I’m the quiet one. Maybe if someone hears the same excuses over and over about themselves, they’ll believe it to be real beyond the lies.

  At first, I don’t touch Katie when I initially walk up to her. I drape my arms awkwardly at my sides and wave them around like a doll on puppet strings.

  I work up the courage to touch her once I know she’s engaging me in a positive way. Her eyes are kind. Her smile is warm. The redness of her blushing, rosy cheeks make me remember what it’s like to be a human and have those impulsive urges of desire.

  Embracing her in a hug, I have to resist the urge to recoil and start retching. I bite my tongue so that a protest of disgust won’t drip from my tongue. She reeks of dragon scent, but I know it’s not her fault.

  She’s been in the intergalactic shuttle with Brent for a while now. It’s only fitting that she smells like him. My heightened senses give me the capacity to recognize a smell that a normal, unsuspecting human wouldn’t be able to decipher.

  I force a smile and pull away as subtly as possible so that it will flow naturally and not seem as if I’m repulsed and trying to get away from her.

  “We need to get you back to school.” I blurt the words out before my mind has a chance to formulate a less desperate excuse.

  “What?” Brent eyes me suspiciously as if I’m plotting against him. To be fair, his paranoia is not far off the spectrum.

  I cradle Katie’s hands in mine. They are warm. I can feel the pounding of blood rushing through her veins. I swallow hard and urgently attempt to suppress the devious need to bite into her flesh.

  “I just mean…you probably need to get back to campus—right?” I raise an eyebrow expectantly as she meets my gaze.

  She stares at my hands that are still clamped over hers. I loosen the grip, so not to frighten her. If I want her to leave the vampire den with me, I can’t exhibit the creepy, brooding vampire demeanor. I’m not Carl. Every time Katie looks at Carl, she visibly trembles with unease. It’s my worst nightmare to become scary in her eyes.