Draekon Rescue

by Lili Zander

  Both of them, claiming me at the same time. This is it, and I’m ready. I want it all.

  Tin sets a hand at my back, tipping me forward. He takes his time preparing me, playing with the crevice of my bottom, sliding his cock up and down my crack until I’m grinding back against him, desperate for more. When I’m about ready to scream, he touches my puckered hole. “You’re not just going to shove it in, are you?” I ask nervously. “For the record, human women need lubrication back there.”

  “Dor.” Cro wraps his arms around me, holding me against his chest. I can feel the beat of his heart, steady and reassuring. “I feel you inside me. My dragon responds to your need, to your desire. Mating is instinct, sweet one. Trust us.”

  Tin chooses that moment to probe me with a finger. It feels… nice. Kinda hot, really.

  Tin allows me to acclimatize to his finger, and then he adds another, stretching and lubricating me. With Cro inside me, it’s an overwhelming sensation, but as Tin twists and scissors his fingers, I want more. “I’m as ready as I’m going to be,” I pant. Any more stimulation and I’ll explode. “Do it. Please.”

  Cro runs his hands up and down my sides as Tin replaces his fingers with his cock. He goes as slowly as I did with Cro, pushing forward and drawing back until my bottom stretches around his thick pole.

  “Damn,” I pant into Cro’s neck. Tin stills at once, but I don’t want him to stop. It’s too much, and not enough. “Keep going. I want it.”

  Tin caresses the back of my neck, murmuring something I can’t catch. Cro kisses me, his tongue sliding wickedly into my mouth. As I part my lips to welcome him in, Tin slides into me, and then his entire length is seated deep in my body.

  I lose my ability to think.

  Tin and Cro move together, sliding in and out of me. My body clenches around their cocks, pulling them deeper inside. It’s the most intimate feeling. Shockwaves of pleasure ripple through me, over and over, endless ecstasy leaving me limp in Cro’s arms.

  The men fill me completely. My body presses against theirs until I’m not sure where I end and they begin. Their thrusts speed up, and I come again, one orgasm merging into the next, white heat searing my brain. Animal instinct tells me they’re close to their own release, and I want it. I want them to fall apart because of me.

  Tin growls and buries himself deep, his face contorting as his hips buck within me. Cro grips my waist as his thrusts grow wild and abandoned, and then he erupts with a harsh groan of satisfaction.

  Pleasure circuits overloaded.

  Cro and Tin hold me as awareness slowly returns. “You aren’t dragons,” I mumble when I can finally form words again. “I thought you’d transform as soon as you came.”

  “Everyone is different,” Tin replies, sounding unconcerned. “Sometimes, it happens at once. Sometimes, it takes a little longer.”

  My lips curl into a smile. “Should we do this again? Just in case?”

  Cro chuckles. “You’re right,” he agrees. “We should do this again.” His fingers tease my nipple, and my skin tingles in response. “And again. There’s no point taking any chances.”

  16

  Dorothy

  There’s more sex and more cuddling, and another meal, but sooner than I expect, it’s time to leave.

  Both Cro and Tin are tense as we get into our shuttle, prepared to head to Obiko Sector, wherever that is, where our ride off-planet awaits. Cro scans his tablet. “The city is on high-alert,” he says. “There might be patrols. We’ll need to be prepared for a fight.”

  “Does this shuttle have guns?” I ask, curious. From the glimpse I caught of Ryki, people were using the shuttles like we’d use cars on Earth. I can’t imagine why they’d be armed.

  Cro grins. “This one does,” he says. “It’s been modified. There are two gunner stations in the back. Hopefully, we don’t have to use them.”

  “I’ll take one of the stations,” Tin says. “Crothyr, you’re the better pilot. Focus on getting us to our destination. If there’s anyone following us, I’ll handle it.”

  Hang on. “You said there were two gunner stations. Can I take the other?”

  There’s a bit of me that’s bracing myself for the look of condescension I’ve seen my entire life. Nobody at the video arcade ever believed that it was a girl on top of the leaderboard. I’m dreading hearing those words from Tin and Cro.

  Cro nods readily. “Good idea. Let me show you how it works.”

  The shuttle is a sleek triangle. The nose is narrow, and the back is wider, with room for two swivel chairs. Tin settles himself into one, and Cro points me to the other. “Here are the missiles,” he says, pointing to a set of blue launch buttons to my right. He reaches under my console and pulls out a set of controls, complete with joystick. “Would you prefer hands-free controls?

  I wrap my fingers around the joystick. “No, this is better.” The gunner controls feel good in my hands. It’s almost like a StarShip Wars console, just a little larger. And real.

  Tin looks puzzled. “Were you in the army back on your planet, Dor?” he asks.

  “Not exactly.” I’m too embarrassed to reveal what a geek I am. “But I, uh, have a little training.”

  Cro smiles at me, his dimples flashing. “That’s going to come in handy now,” he says. He hands me a flight suit, complete with helmet. Once again, a magic button fits the clothing to my body. Alien tech is pretty slick. “Strap in. We should head out.”

  We’re braced for trouble, but we leave Ryki without incident. Cro heaves a sigh of relief as the city lights recede into the background. “It’ll take us four hours to get to Obiko Sector,” he says, putting the shuttle on autopilot and leaning back in his chair.

  Two hours later, I’m beginning to think we’ve been stressing about nothing when my screen pings at me. I look down and see a tiny blue dot moving toward us. “There’s something out there,” I say.

  Tin’s eyes are glued to his screen. “It could be nothing,” he says under his breath.

  “I’m taking the ship off auto,” Cro announces. “Even if it’s trouble, there’s a chance we can outrun them.” A red light is blinking on Cro’s dashboard. “They’re hailing us.”

  “Zoraken?” Tin asks.

  “No. It’s a private craft.”

  Who could be calling us? I find out in a minute when a woman’s voice fills the cabin. “Crothyr. Zlatin. I’ve got you in my sights.”

  “Kal’vi,” Tin snarls. “I should have guessed.”

  The last scientist. Of course. I’d forgotten about her. Now, my heart sinks as the blue dot grows in size. She’s catching up to us. Soon, she’ll be in shooting range.

  “I have no desire to kill you,” she says. “Surrender the vid and the human woman, and I’ll let you go.”

  Cro snorts. “You think Zlatin and I will trade our mate’s life for our own?” He laughs humorlessly. “You’re a fool, scientist. I’m warning you. Turn back now. Otherwise, my gunners will blast you out of the sky.”

  “What gunners?” she replies mockingly. “Do you think I’m stupid, Draekon? You need to pilot, and Zlatin can’t be in two places at once.”

  My spine stiffens. Oh, I’m going to show this bitch.

  “I’m done talking,” Cro says bluntly. “No deal.” He leans forward and cuts the comm. Looking over his shoulder, he exchanges a long look with Tin, then he smiles at me, his expression intense. “If this is the end,” he says, his voice calm, “I’ll die together with the people I care most about in the universe.”

  I blink fiercely, willing the tears back. We’re not going to die. I’ve played StarShip Wars for nine hours every single day, and it’s going to pay off. It has to.

  Tiny blue dots appear on my screen, followed by a larger one. “Drone missiles,” Tin says. His fingers dance over the controls with the effortless discipline of an elite soldier. Following his example, I touch a button, and a bullseye appears on the screen as my guns come alive.

  “Oh no you don’t,” I mutter as
the dots swarm closer. I target the nearest blue dot. “Permission to fire?”

  “Fire at will,” Tin answers.

  Adrenaline surges through me. This is what I was born to do. I take aim and fire, and the dot evaporates. “Well done, Dor,” Tin says approvingly. My insides warm at his tone, but I don’t have time to respond. I target the next drone. I pick them off, one by one, taking no more than two shots per drone. At my side, Tin shoots with deadly precision, picking off ones that get through.

  We’re done shooting the last of the drones when another large blue dot enters the screen. “Second ship, dead ahead,” Tin grinds out. “And I’m out of shots.”

  I look down. I’m running low too. “Targeting,” I mutter, locking onto the second ship, but just as I punch the button, we lurch in the sky. My own missile goes wide as we do evasive maneuvers.

  I only have two shots left and two enemy ships. Tin’s empty. It’s all on me.

  My body strains against my straps as Cro turns our ship into a spin. As soon as we’re right side up, I lock the target and punch the launch button.

  “Direct hit!” Cro shouts. I don’t bother watching Enemy Ship One’s demise, set on targeting Enemy Ship Two.

  This is the ship the last scientist is on. “Up yours,” I whisper, and fire the missile. It blows up in a massive explosion, but just as it disintegrates, something escapes.

  “They fired before you hit them,” Cro roars. “The missile’s locked on us. Eject. Now.” He whirls and punches a button. There’s a whoosh of sound, and I’m flying through the air, strapped to my chair. My hair streams around my face and my eyes water with the speed of my fall.

  I start to panic. I can’t breathe. We’re not too far from the surface of the planet, and there’s some atmosphere, but at this height, the air is freezing. The flight suit keeps my body warm, but my face feels like it’s a block of ice, and I can’t open my mouth to draw a breath.

  And then, with a click, the visor of the helmet descends, and the burning in my lungs eases. Sweet, sweet oxygen.

  Below me, the ship falls towards the ground, the missile locked onto it. Shit. I was freaking out about the lack of air, but now I realize my two Draekons are still on board. “Cro,” I scream. “Tin!”

  A soft boom ripples the air as the missile finds its target. The ship explodes.

  Two men leap from the burning carcass into the air. I scream again, but the helmet muffles my voice. A fist squeezes my heart as the men tumble and fall. I’m falling too, but I barely register it. My eyes are glued on my mates.

  If this is the end, I’ll die together with the people I care most about in the universe.

  Then the air shimmers. Tin and Cro extend their wings, and two giant dragons take their place. More wind buffets me as they flap their wings, gaining on me, and then Dragon-Tin reaches out a claw and scoops me up as I go by.

  Dragon-Cro’s head draws level with me. I stare into an eye as big as my torso and slitted like a cat’s. Tentatively, I release my death grip on the chair and give him a thumbs-up. The dragon winks at me.

  Of course.

  Together, we wing our way towards the darkening horizon.

  We get to Obiko sector with only a few minutes to spare. We quickly get into the drone spaceship and buckle ourselves into our chairs. While we wait for take-off, I survey my two mates. “You transformed.”

  Cro grins, and those dimples flash into view. “You’re our mate,” he says simply. “Every instinct demands that we protect you.”

  “Very nice shooting.” Tin laces his hand in mine. “The base will be filled with people trying to recruit you as their gunner.” He brushes a strand of hair away from my face. “Including us.”

  “Really?”

  “Absolutely,” Cro says unhesitatingly. “You have the best reflexes I’ve ever seen. We’d love to have you.”

  I lean back in my chair, happier than I’ve ever been in my life. “I think I’m going to like it here.”

  Best. Day. Ever.

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  Thank you for reading Draekon Rescue! I hope you enjoyed it.

  The adventures aren’t over; there will be more Draekons.

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  Draekon Mate - Viola’s story

  Draekon Fire - Harper’s story

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  Draekon Destiny - Felicity’s story

  Daughter of Draekons - Harper’s birth story

  Draekon Fever - Sofia’s story

  Draekon Rogue - Bryce’s story

  Draekon Holiday - A holiday story

  About the Authors

  Lili Zander is the sci-fi romance loving alter-ego of Tara Crescent. She lives in Toronto. She enjoys reading sci-fi and fantasy, and thinks a great romance makes every book better.

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  Email her at lili@lilizander.com

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  Lee Savino is a USA today bestselling author. She’s also a mom and a choco-holic. She’s written a bunch of books—all of them are “smexy” romance. Smexy, as in “smart and sexy.”

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  Books by Lili Zander

  The Alien Vampires of Shayde (Vampires in space, reverse harem)

  Night of the Shayde

  Blood of the Shayde - coming Spring 2019

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  Blood Prophecy (Dragon shifters, reverse harem)

  Dragon’s Thief

  Dragon’s Curse

  Dragon’s Hope

  Dragon’s Ruin

  Dragon’s Treasure

  or

  Dragon’s Fire (the omnibus edition, containing all the Blood Prophecy episodes) and a bonus story, Dragon’s Ghost.

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  Adventures of Suzie and the Alien

  Books by Lee Savino

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  My Berserker series: These huge, dominant shifter warriors will stop at nothing to claim the women who can free them from the Berserker curse These books are based on an Old Norse poem I studied in college, but writing heroines who find freedom in their sexual desires is my therapy after years of religious repression. They’re…ahem…quite kinky, so stay away if you don’t want a fair bit of BDSM.

  The series is broken into two, all set in the same world and time period:

  The Berserker Saga

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  The Draekon series with Lili Zander

  The Tsenturion Masters with Golden Angel

  The Bad Boy Alpha series with Renee Rose

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