Accidental Mates: Tav
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By: Brenda Steele | Other books by Brenda Steele Categories: Erotic Romance, Multiple Partners, Science Fiction, Shape-shifter Word Count: 31,464 Heat Level: SEXTREME Published By: Amira Press, LLC
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 Accidental Mates: Tav
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ExcerptI'm not sure what woke me. The echoes of a soft command bounced in my head, but while I glanced around the moonlit room I occupied, I saw that there was no one awake who could have spoken to me. Mack lay on his side, his snores rhythmic. A couple of his men had their own dingy mattresses in the corners of the room. They, too, seemed dead to the world.Tossing the sheet back, I scooted to the edge of the bed I shared with Mack and slipped into my clothing. Given the choice between rotting in prison for my supposed crimes against humanity and being my old boss's lover, I chose the latter. At least I was back on Earth and wouldn't have to suffer through another high sun. Still, Earth was no picnic. Many things had changed over the years since I had been gone. And now that we were back, Mack had become the leader of a rebel group set to overthrow the government, because it had allowed the filthy aliens to occupy our land. He hated all of them, the Drelconians, the Desert Ice, and our new allies, the Lycarn. I have to admit that I didn't like the Lycarn either. They terrified me with their half-human, half-wolf appearance. Someone had said that they could look just like us but chose not to because they wanted to intimidate everyone around them with their sharp teeth; black eyes; long, pointed ears; and too much fur coating their bodies. The seven-foot height and sinewy muscle didn't hurt the daunting image either. I picked my way over the cracked tile floor to the door and inched it open. The creak in the still night made Mack mutter and flip to his other side. I waited, hoping he wouldn't wake. When he was settled again, I moved into the hallway and tiptoed down the passage. Two guards with guns tracked my progress past them but didn't try to stop me. In the stairwell of the apartment building, I jetted down two floors. Something drove me forward, but I wasn't sure what it was. I tried to bring to mind the voice I'd heard in my dreams, but it was no use. After I'd checked each empty apartment, I came to the one at the end of the fifth-floor hall. I had to put my shoulder into it, but I finally got the door open and strolled inside. The stench was overpowering, and the trash that littered the floor could conceal a rat beneath it. I hate rats! Yet, even in all this filth and decay, I hadn't seen any. The window caught my attention. It was one of the few not boarded over, and I caught a glimpse of the moonlight in a clear sky. On the horizon, dawn raised its reluctant head. We had day and night like normal on Earth, but for some reason, I felt the nights were longer year round. Or it could have been the hopelessness I felt, living as a fugitive, as the lover of a man I didn't want, and as a part of a cause I didn't believe in. I drifted to the windowsill to look out, my gaze locked on the sky. I had no idea what I was looking for, but I watched and waited. After about twenty minutes of scanning, I saw someone or something bobbing about like a bee or a drunk. This creature flew, it seemed, on unsteady wings as if he was just learning to fly. His body in silhouette to the moon, he moved across the sky and then nose-dived to another of the abandoned buildings on the other side of the square. "Go to him." The voice spoke in my mind again. For no reason I could come up with, I obeyed. I took the stairs two at a time and rushed down to ground level. Once outside, I ran, leaping over and sidestepping trash. I worried that Mack's guards would mistake me for an intruder and pick me off with a bullet, but I kept moving. Inside the building where the creature had disappeared, I paused to suck in a breath. The deep growls from somewhere above me almost made me turn back, but I pushed ahead. If this was a Drelconian, maybe he could tell me if Tiam was safe. I had no great love for any of the aliens, but she had been my friend and I missed her. He faced the wall and leaned toward it with one hand to support himself. Even in the moonlight, the span of his shoulders and the taut skin stretched across firm muscle and buttocks made my mouth water. He was naked from head to toe, and from where I stood, I knew he was holding his cock in his hand and was pumping it with slow strokes. I bit into my lip to keep from crying out. His grunts were enough for the two of us. I slumped against the wall, pressed a hand between my legs, and tried to force my eyes away from his sleek perfection. I couldn't. "I know you're there," he grumbled. Dragging in a deep breath, he sniffed the air. "A woman." He was about to turn around, with no intention of stopping what he was doing. I threw out my hands. "No, please. Don't do that." His laugh sounded mean and angry. I had had little involvement with Drelconians other than Tiam, but the men always seemed ill tempered. I told myself to leave now, before it was too late, but I couldn't move. Having no shame, he continued to pleasure himself. My eyes were riveted on the arc of his arm gliding up and downa long ways in each direction. I licked my lips. "Um . . . I could come back later." If he demanded that I leave, that might get my feet going. "No, since you've comeknowing that you're watching has taken it to another level. Feels good. I'm almost there." He looked back over his shoulder at me, his sheet of raven's-wing hair rippling. He was Drelconian all right. The sexy features matched theirs. All Drelconians, male or female, were perfect specimens in their humanoid forms. This one was no exception to the rule. "Are you sure you don't want to watch? I bet I would come faster." I should have been disgusted or pissed off, but I wasn't. Mack pulled that garbage with the expectation of me being impressed with his size. Mack had good equipment, but he didn't give a damn about my pleasure. I had wanted to leave him many times but had nowhere to go. The one and only time I had attempted to leave him, the police had caught me, and when Mack had to break me out a second time, he wasn't happy. "No, thank you." The exchange between us freed me from my paralytic state. I spun away to step into the hall, but he grabbed my arm, having moved without sound and with great speed across the room. I averted my eyes from his goods and heard the shimmer of his scales. I assumed they had covered his private parts. "Don't go," he whispered. I turned around to face him. "Who are you?" His attention was on his crotch. "I've never done that before." I frowned. "Done what? Produce your scales at will? Of course you have. You're Drelconian, aren't you?" His eyes widened, and he took me in a punishing grip to flatten me against his chest. I winced, and he loosened his hold. "You know me. Who am I? What is a Drelconian?" "You can't be serious?" The torment in his expression told me he wasn't joking. This man had no idea he was a dragon shape-shifter. How could it be? I had seen him flying, hadn't I? "You're a Drelconian," I said again. "You shape-shift into a dragon. But you knew that. I saw you flying. Sort of." He nodded. "Yes, doing it poorly. I don't know who I am, where I come from, or even how I got here." He moved me closer to him. His hot breath warmed my face, which made my stomach knot. If he didn't know what he was, then he didn't know that at the blink of an eye, he could burn my head off with fire from his belly. I wriggled to get loose, but he held on. The scales he had produced disappeared, and his cock, hard as stone, pushed against my stomach. Desire weakened my knees. The dragon shifter held me up. "You seem to know more about me than I know about myself. Who am I?" I fought to focus on his question and not the heady male scent he gave off like pheromones and made me want to wrap my legs around him. Instead, I answered with too much eagerness. "I don't know who you are, but I intend to find out real quick." |
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