BBW ROMANCE: Taming my Alpha Dragon (BBW Alpha Male Shape Shifter Romance) (Contemporary Paranormal Science Fiction Fantasy Short Stories)

by Raeden West

  Adam began rubbing her back and Stephen had his hand on her leg. Suddenly she felt Adam’s mouth on the back of her neck. She knew that it was wrong, but it felt so good. She took a deep breath and sighed as Stephen plunged his mouth down on hers. It had been years since she had kissed another man besides her husband and she had forgotten how passionate it could be.

  She did not resist the two men, but kissed Stephen back and reached around her, placing her hand on Adams head. She felt Adams hands slide down her sides and he began lifting her shirt. Stephen joined him and before Aleah knew what was going on they had her shirt over her head. Stephen pushed her gently back on the bed and when she was laid down he removed her panties. She looked at the two men as they hovered over her.

  Her body was craving their attention, but her mind would not allow her to forget about her husband. Adam lowered his head to her ear, “Don’t worry about Jerome, he will never treat you that way again,” he said. “Tonight is all about you.”

  Tingles went through her body as she focused on the two men. Stephen slid his hands up her legs to her thighs before pushing them apart, while Adam focused on her dark brown nubs. She looked down at the two men, their pale skin contrasting against her dark brown color and it turned her on even more. She had never been with a White man and even though she knew that these were not men she was still more excited that she had ever been with Jerome.

  Stephen slid his hand over her slit and it was not until that point that she realized just how wet she was. As he reached the bottom of her slit he gently slid two fingers deep inside of her then dropped his face down and began gently running his tongue over the outer lips of her pussy.

  Aleah moaned deeply, closing her eyes. When she opened them she found that Adam was taking his clothes off and as he pulled his pants down he revealed an amazingly huge cock. She immediately wanted it inside of her and clenched her pussy around Stephen’s fingers.

  Adam began rubbing his cock as he looked at Aleah’s body and she felt more desirable than she ever had before. Stephen lifted his head and Adam quickly placed his head between Aleah’s thighs. His cock was aligned perfectly with her hand and she began sliding it up and down his cock. As she did, he began flicking at her clit with his tongue. Aleah moaned as Stephen pounded his fingers into her both of them working as hard as they could to make her come.

  When she came it was hard. She squirted all over Stephen’s fingers and a smile formed on his face. This was something that Jerome refused to allow her to do and said it was disgusting, but this time there was no stopping it. Adam raised his head and looked at Aleah, trying to catch her breath, as Stephen positioned himself between her legs and began sliding his huge cock into her.

  Adam placed his at her mouth and allowed her to take it in as she wished. She could taste his precum as he slid in and out of her mouth hitting the back of her throat as she forced her head farther and farther down the shaft.

  It was not long and she was coming again, which caused Stephen to explode inside of her. He howled as he filled her with is fluids and once she had caught her breath Adam took his place. Stephen laid beside her fondling her nipples and kissing her sweetly as Adam slid his thick shaft into her already exhausted body. He pushed her legs far apart and fucked her as hard as he could. Aleah squealed in pleasure as Stephen slid his hand between her legs and teased her clit. Soon she could feel Adam coming inside of her and just the thought of it pushed her over the edge.

  The three of them fell asleep that night in Aleah’s bed completely naked and completely satisfied. The next morning when Aleah awoke the men were gone, but there was a note. It said: Shower and go see your husband. He is ready for you.

  There was a heart at the bottom and even though she was sad to see them go, she knew that they had given her a night that she would not forget. Aleah showered and dressed but did not pack her bags. She was unsure if she was going to go back to Jerome or not. She would decide that by how he behaved toward her.

  When she opened the door to his hotel room, she saw him sitting on the bed with his head down. She could see the dark marks on his skin before she was even in the door. When he lifted his head, she saw that there were cuts and bruises not only on his face but all over his body. It looked as if everything he had ever done to her had been done to him in one night.

  Aleah walked to the bed and sat down. “I’m so sorry,” Jerome said and he started to cry. For the first time Aleah believed that he understood what he had put her through. They enjoyed the relationship conference and spent the rest of their vacation getting to know each other again.

  Aleah did go home with Jerome but it was several weeks before she would allow him to have sex with her. She felt no guilt for what she had done, but decided he had to earn her back. The only reason that she had allowed him to have sex with her was that she found out six weeks after returning home from vacation that she was pregnant.

  The doctor had confirmed it and wanted to do an ultrasound, which Aleah had refused. She knew that the baby either belonged to Adam or Stephen. She knew it was not her husband’s and she knew that it was not human. Fear filled her as she wondered what was growing inside of her and what it would do to her body.

  She remembered all of the stories that she had heard about Nibiruians breeding with humans in order to eliminate the human race. She wondered if that were true. She wondered if they would come for the baby, if they would take it or if they would take her.

  More than anything she wondered how her husband was going to react if she had a Nibiruian baby. She wondered if the baby would look like a human or if it would be a shapeshifter and she wondered if the baby would be White. She would never be able to explain a light-skinned baby to her husband given that they both had very dark skin.

  Aleah was thankful to the two men that had joined her in her hotel room while she was on vacation. They had saved her marriage and maybe even her life, but as the days went on and the baby grew in her belly, she wondered if that was what they really had done. She feared that when Jerome found out he would become the man that he was before they had gone to Nibiru and she knew that even if the child was a hybrid she would love it because it was hers and she would have to do whatever it took to protect it. Even if that meant leaving her husband.

  Finally, Aleah told Jerome that she was pregnant and he was filled with excitement. Then she told him to sit down that there was more. She explained about the night that she had with the two men and how she knew the baby was not his.

  Jerome sat back in his seat. “It was my fault you couldn’t have a baby,” he said, shaking his head. “Everything that happened was my fault.”

  Aleah just looked at him. He had changed so much since the trip sometimes she wondered if he was still her husband. He asked her if she wanted the baby and she told him yes. Jerome told his wife that he would raise the baby as his own and did not care what it looked like. He apologized for putting her through hell and for blaming her for everything that went wrong in his life. He told her he knew the entire time that he was to blame but did not want to admit it.

  Aleah wrapped her arms around her husband’s neck. “I love you,” Jerome whispered in her ear. Aleah smiled. “I love you,” she answered.

  THE END

  Possessed by the Cowboy Werewolf

  Chapter 1

  Tomas Baker wasn't your average cowboy. He was a wolf shifter who happened to own a few thousand acres of a cattle ranch. His family had the mineral rights on the back part of their land and got rich from the oil that had been discovered when he was a kid. His parents had been killed by poachers during a full moon when they'd shifted and were running free on their land. Thinking them regular wolves, they'd killed them and skinned them for their hides. He'd never discovered who had been responsible and it had always been a sore spot with him. While wolves didn't have to shift during a full moon, the pull to do it and run free was overwhelming at times and they often gave in to their natural state, especially under high stress.

  H
is family had broken away from the pack before the oil had been discovered on their property, but the rest of them had been after him ever since to rejoin the pack, even waving one of the pack leader's daughters as a prize mate under his nose as an incentive. He always felt they were after his family's money, and it had made him ignore them. But it sure got lonely out here sometimes.

  With all his money, he still couldn't buy love and he wouldn't pick a woman he couldn't trust with his most sacred secret. If she couldn't know he was a wolf, he couldn't pick her as his mate. There was too much risk of exposure, plus any children they'd have would be shifters. Better to wait for the right woman and just be lonely in the meantime.

  He was out today in the cold chilly weather, trying to fix a fence some of the cows had broken down in the chunk of pasture he had them in. His foreman had spotted it, but he had other fences to mend today. So, Tomas had ridden out this morning himself. He might be rich, but he wasn't lazy. He liked going back to his roots and working on his ranch the old fashioned way. Even if it meant freezing his tail off while fixing a broken wire and wooden post fence.

  Pulling his hat off his head he hit his leg with it while he was thinking. Looking up the sky, he figured they were in for a particularly nasty storm here. Whether it would be rain or snow, he couldn't tell yet, but he knew he had to get these fences all fixed before the weather hit.

  He was working on the fence that backed to the highway that turned off to his property. A couple miles from the house, they didn't get much traffic out on this road, but he still didn't want his cattle in the highway where a car might hit them. They were valuable, not to mention the damage they'd do to a person's car.

  He saw a blue truck driving down the road a ways off, then slow way down and then turn down the road that went up to his house. He waited a few minutes, watching in confusion. He put his hat back on his head and jumped on the four wheeler he'd used to pull out the trailer of fencing items he'd needed and headed back to the house.

  The woman in the truck had her head down and was texting on her phone. She had dark wavy hair and he couldn't see her face. She sat in the truck for a few more moments with her head down, so he went up and knocked on the window. She dropped her phone in her lap and jumped from surprise when he did.

  Their eyes met and he felt like he was drowning. She had the greenest eyes he'd ever seen. Her little button nose and red mouth had him wondering what it would be like to kiss her. She had a small smattering of freckles across the bridge of her nose and as far as he could tell, she wasn't wearing any makeup. She smiled at him and opened her truck door to face him.

  "Sorry about that, I was making sure I was at the right address. I'm Lydia Peterson. I’ve been trying to reach you by phone for the last week, but you hadn't returned any of my calls. I have some paperwork I need you to sign," she told him and grabbed a packet off the seat of her truck. "It's just normal legal stuff, I can go over it with you if you want, assuming you're Tomas Baker?"

  "I'm Tomas," he replied automatically, and just stared down at her. He could smell the shifter on her. She wasn't just human. A sly smile curved his lips. He would listen to her explain all about the paperwork, but not yet. "That’s nice, Miss Peterson. However, I have a fence to finish. Tell you what. You go out to dinner with me tonight and I'll listen to what you have to say about that there paperwork."

  "Uhhh, well Mister Baker, I can't really do that. I'm not on the clock in the evening, and I'm just a paralegal. I can explain the paperwork to you and get you to sign it, but I can't really do anything extra," she said, her cheeks going a little red as she tried to make excuses to get out of it.

  "Tomas, please," he said and leaned closer, to smell her. He didn't even bother to pretend he was human with her. The shifter on her was so obvious it had the wolf inside his brain howling with delight at the potential playmate. Yep. He was screwed. So he wasn't going to cooperate even an inch if she wouldn't play along with his wolf.

  "Okay, Tomas. I'm not sure a date is such a good idea," she started to say and then he cut her off.

  "Who said anything about a date/ I was pretty sure I said dinner." He raised a brow at her and almost laughed when her cheeks flamed red. "What, you have an angry husband or boyfriend at home who won't let you have a business meeting?"

  "No, I'm single," she said automatically and then brought her hand up over her face before she could stop it. "Okay, look. If you're not willing to take the time now, how about I come back when it's convenient for you, or you come to my office when you have time."

  "I'll give you two hours of my time tonight. Over dinner. Mack's Steak House. I'll be there at seven. If you don't bother to show up, I'm not signing the papers. I don't care what they are," he told her and tipped his hat before going back over to his four wheeler and driving back out to the fence to finish fixing it.

  He left Lydia standing there, staring at him. He could feel her eyes on his back until he'd gotten over the ridge from his house and went down into the lower part of the valley of his pasture. He was amused. He didn't know what he intended to do with her once he got her out to dinner, but his wolf certainly had some animalistic ideas that would probably have poor Lydia blushing all the way to her toes if she could read his mind.

  Whistling while he worked, he finished fixing his fence before going back to the house to prepare for their dinner... non-date.

  Chapter 2

  Lydia could not believe she was going out to dinner with Tomas. Granted, he looked like a hotter version of some kind of fireman hunk that should be in a calendar for women with a hose and red hat, but still. He looked good enough to eat and it made her cat purr. Being a cat shifter, she could smell the wolf on him. They shouldn't even be compatible. They weren't the same shifting species, yet something about this man had her cat arching her mental back and wanting to play.

  Down kitty, Lydia told herself. He made it clear it was a business deal. Not a date, he’d said, not that she totally believed him. The energy he was putting off made his arousal clear as day. She could smell it on him. If they ended up alone, she knew nothing about this was innocent. All she needed was to get those papers signed. Trying to keep this as professional as she could, she made sure she wore a business suit to the dinner tonight. Pants. Shoes. Layers of clothes. Not a dress. Nothing she could easily take off. She would be keeping her hands to herself. She was determined to just get the papers signed and be done with it.

  His parent's had left a portion of money from the oil field to the pack. She just needed him to sign that he understood and could make the monthly donation to their funds. They'd left the pack, but had always had family obligations to their roots and had felt obligated to take care of their own. Tomas wasn't the kind of money hungry man who'd contest this. From everything she'd learned about him he was a billionaire who lived like an average farmer and didn't waste money. He didn't have the most expensive house or truck, he wore regular clothes, but he did pay the people who work for him very well.

  Putting on a touch of lip gloss and some mascara as her only adornment, she checked her watch and realized she was going to be late if she didn't get her butt out of the door now. She rented a room from her grandmother and lived above the garage. She really didn't need to live with her grandma, but it was the only way she could take care of her and keep an eye on her without making it obvious that she was doing it for her grandma's well-being, rather than her own.

  She didn't care what people thought about her, but her grandma needed her. Her parents were off doing their own thing now that they'd gotten divorced and grandma was the only family she had left right now. Okay, so maybe she needed her grandma a little bit too. Smiling as she locked the door and walked down the steps to her truck that was parked in the alleyway off the garage, she started the car and got in.

  She drove to Mack's Steak House and found a parking spot. She'd heard about this place, but had never eaten here before. Walking inside, she checked her watch again. She was a few minutes late, but she thoug
ht he'd still be there. The place was fancy. She wouldn't have been able to afford this place on her paralegal income without saving up for it. Deciding she'd just get a small salad and drink water, she let her eyes search the room until she found Tomas sitting in a quiet booth against the back wall. Walking over to him, she sat down and looked at him.

  "Hi," she said, sliding into the booth and set the documents on the table for him to look at. A few minutes later the waiter came over to get her drink order. "Just water, thanks."

  "Don't worry about dinner. My treat," he told her and fingered the folder on the table before pushing it away. "I'll look at this over dessert."

  "You intend to keep me here as long as possible, don't you?" Lydia asked him her eyes narrowing. Inside her, the cat was purring happily at the idea of being near Tomas, though Lydia on the outside felt like the smartest thing to do was run as fast as she could. He was dangerous. He could break her heart. Everything about him screamed animal magnetism and she wanted to see if he tasted as good as he looked. Quickly grabbing her water and drinking a big gulp she tried to forget those kind of thoughts and focus on the task at hand. Getting through this meal and getting the papers signed.

  Picking up her menu she tried not to gasp out loud at the prices. Fifty dollars for a steak. Twenty two dollars for a simple salad? Setting the menu down, she wondered if she should just starve.

  "If you don't order what you want, I'll order for you and I have a hefty appetite," Tomas warned her, arching a brow as he read the expression on her face correctly when she put the menu down.

  "Are you always used to getting your way?" she asked him, sighing and picking the menu back up. Trying not to look at the prices. She came from a fiscally conservative family. Her mother had been a teacher, her dad a mechanic. Together they'd had all the basics, but not a lot of extras. It had taught her to not waste money and to value what she did have.