Seed of the Dragon: A Paranormal Dragon Shifter Romance (20 page)

“Yeah, Shawn, what were you thinking?” Missy added.

“I was thinking she might not put innocent people in danger if I make myself available and give her a good fight once in a while! Plus, I’m really out of practice so it would be good to make sure I’m on my game,” Shawn said.

“I’m just glad no one got hurt,” said Kathleen, “and I knew that damn phoenix shifter would come back!”

“You know I broke her neck in the last battle,” Shawn said.

“Phoenix’s rise from their own ashes so her ability is to die and come back to life as long as she’s not too old,” Kathleen explained.

“That’s amazing,” said Missy.

“And scary,” I added. “Imagine what someone else could do with that power, or the ways someone could take advantage of her if they knew.”

“Rachel has a point,” Missy concluded.

“I say we train her, she clearly wasn’t brought up by a regular shifter family. She’s most likely a wild shifter,” Kathleen said.

“What’s a wild shifter?” I questioned.

“A wild shifter is a shifter who is raised away from an underground city. They are usually raised in the wilderness someplace by another wild shifter,” Kathleen explained, “so many of them don’t understand the normal rules of shifter civilization.”

“That would explain why she clearly didn’t care about being seen in her phoenix form,” Shawn said. “But she also mentioned working for someone before as well.”

“Governments probably hire a lot of wild shifters thinking they are one of us,” Missy said, “after all, how would they be able to tell the difference?”

“Well it’s not like they check us for shifter citizenship, it’d be pretty easy,” Shawn said.

I hummed. There were still so many things I didn’t know about this world and how shifters worked, but the world was also still changing. Before I was confined to an underground city for the rest of my life but now I was topside and married to a man who is legally, according to shifter rules, not allowed to marry me.

Perhaps one day, humans would know all about shifters and we could live together in harmony. Shifters wouldn’t have to live in underground cities and could live topside with the humans. There’d be animals all along the street and different types of birds flying above. There would be so many problems to solve with their introduction to regular human society but wouldn’t it be wonderful?

I wondered if that day would ever come in my lifetime. Maybe I would live to see it happen and then I can say that yes, I am a human and my husband is a shifter, and then brag that he’s one of the only dragon shifters in the world. I want to be vocally proud of him but I’m not allowed to tell anyone that my husband fought a phoenix the other day and won, I might be sent to a loony bin.

All that matters now is that we will be together forever, and the fact that we both love each other. It’s enough to help me from one day to the next. It’s enough to make me excited to wake up in the morning and see his sleepy face.

I was in love, and I didn’t know about the future, but I was planning to always be.

Later, after everyone had left, Shawn massaged my back. He pushed on the middle of my spine causing a series of pops to sound. I cried out in pleasure.

“Oh my god, crack my back all the time!” I said.

It felt wonderful to have myself back in working condition. Shawn continued to work through the knots that I had and continued to search for another joint to crack in my spine. A couple more popped and I sighed at the feeling.

Shawn then continued to massage me, placing pressure down and circling around muscles in order to unknot them. Shawn was a great masseuse since he had a lot of knowledge on the human body because of his assassin training. I hummed as he undid a particularly bad knot in my back.

“Thanks,” I said.

“No problem,” Shawn replied as he got off my back.

I sat up and then pulled Shawn down next to me in order to kiss him. “How about I return the favor?” I asked.

“How do you suggest you do that?” Shawn asked with his eyes half lidded.

I grabbed the crotch of his pants and squeezed lightly. “By giving you a little massage,” I replied.

“Oh god yes,” Shawn said.

He quickly stripped of his clothing, leaving it strewn on the floor. The kids were at school so finally had a rare moment for more private things.

“Lay down on your back,” I requested.

“Okay,” Shawn obliged and did so.

I sat beside his hips and grabbed some oil. I poured some of it onto my hands and then spread it onto Shawn’s cock.

“It’s cold,” he complained.

“It won’t be in a moment,” I replied.

He was flaccid so I gently stroked him on the front side of his dick. I then circled my palm around the head lightly so as to tease him. He soon grew in length and size. He was soon hard and heavy in my hands.

Since I was slicked up with the oil I could easily pump Shawn’s cock through my hands without worrying about the friction hurting him. I could feel my crotch get warm and my mouth salivate as I watched his foreskin cover and uncover the head of his dick. It didn’t help that the oil made him shine and every movement I made created obscene sounds. I rolled Shawn’s cock between my hands and then began to jerk him off in earnest.

“I’m going to come,” Shawn warned.

I stopped immediately. His hips stagnated into the air and stuttered back down. “Why did you stop?” Shawn asked in disbelief.

“It isn’t time for you to come yet,” I said.

Shawn whimpered. I began to massage him once more, working him up to another orgasm to only stop just before he reached his peak. “Please let me come,” Shawn pleaded.

I smiled. “Only if you touch yourself for me,” I requested.

Shawn sat up and looked me straight in the eye as his hand took a hold of his engorged member and began to pump it. My eyes went from Shawn’s golden orbs to his dick and back up again. I loved how he refused to look away from me and jerked himself off just from the sight of me, it made me feel in control.

“Wait,” I demanded while placing a hand on the one that was jerking Shawn’s cock. “Wouldn’t you rather fuck me?” I asked.

“Yes,” Shawn replied.

I bit my lip.

“Only if you go down on me first,” I said. I actually really wanted to have sex now but I also wanted to stretch this out as long as possible so Shawn was nice and desperate.

“Okay,” Shawn said.

I flipped my dress up and slid my panties off. I opened my legs and watched as Shawn lowered himself between and started to lick at my vagina. “You can touch yourself while you eat me out,” I said.

Shawn did just that and a hand disappeared towards his crotch. Shawn’s mouth made quick work of my soaking vagina. He did all the techniques that he knew I loved and could put shivers down my spine. It didn’t take long before I too was aching for it.

“Okay, you can fuck me now,” I said.

Shawn entered me torturously slow as if revenge for edging him. He then began thrusting in and out with no remorse, which was exactly what I had wanted. I moaned and cried out as he plunged deeper and deeper inside me.

“Do you want to put your legs up?” Shawn asked.

“Oh god yes,” I replied.

I put my legs up and Shawn held them there by the back of my knees. Shawn continued at the same pace, which made me cry out because of the new and more sensitive angle. It made stars revolve around my head and I might have completely forgotten my own name.

If I had a favorite position, it was this. The only downside was that even though I could see Shawn, I couldn’t kiss him because my legs were in the way. I grabbed at Shawn’s hands and made him let go of my legs. I then hooked them onto his shoulders.

“Let’s try this,” I suggested.

Shawn continued to fuck me from that position. The friction that I was experiencing was amazing but soon my legs couldn’t take it anymore and I had to put them down. We went back to the regular missionary style but Shawn sat up which confused me.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

“I want to see your face,” he said.

“O-okay,” I replied.

I was self -conscious. I felt Shawn’s gaze on me like the heat of the sun. “Are you embarrassed?” he asked.

“Just self-conscious,” I answered.

“You’re so cute,” Shawn whispered.

“I’m not cute!” I said.

“Adorable,” Shawn said.

I covered my face in embarrassment. I could feel my cheeks redden and I didn’t want Shawn to see that I was blushing. Shawn continued to thrust into me but at a more leisurely pace, he was completely enjoying himself this position.

Shawn leaned forward and rested on his palms.

“Rachel,” he called.

I looked at him.

“I love you,” he said.

“I love you too,” I replied.

“I love it when you reply,” Shawn said with a smile.

I smiled back at him. “I always will,” I said.

“Good,” Shawn replied. He then rested on top of me while his hips kept thrusting forwards. One of his hands went to my breast and began to massage it.

“I love it when you touch me,” I admitted.

“I love touching you,” Shawn replied.

Shawn’s thrusts slowed down and he got off of me. He got into a sitting position and motioned for me to get on top. I quickly straddled him and sunk his cock into me by sitting down. I wrapped my arms around him and squeezed him closer to me. Shawn’s face was in my breasts and he instantly took one of my nipples into his mouth and start sucking on it.

“Gentle, gentle,” I whispered.

My nipples were really sensitive. Shawn sucked lighter and licked at them. I began to ride him slowly the best I could in the position we were in. The angle made it so Shawn couldn’t fully penetrate me so it felt as if something was missing. I wasn’t getting the whole deal.

“Can you lie down?” I asked.

“Yes,” Shawn said and obliged to my request.

Riding him regularly like this was much easier. I rested my torso on top of him while my hips did all the work for me. Up and down, up and down, I pumped Shawn’s dick in and out of my vagina.

“Did you ever think this would happen on that first night we ever spent together?” Shawn asked.

“I fantasized about it but I didn’t think this would ever happen,” I admitted.

“What sort of things did you fantasize about?” Shawn asked.

“I fantasized about showing you around London and going on dates. I may or may not have fantasized about our wedding day, and I definitely fantasized about having sex with you again,” I admitted.

“I actually fantasized about the wedding day,” Shawn said.

“Really?” I replied since that was a surprise to me.

I didn’t pin Shawn as a hopeless romantic.

“Really,” Shawn assured me.

I hummed as I continued to rock my hips up and down.

“I’m getting close,” Shawn said.

“Do you want to come on me?” I asked.

“What do you mean?” Shawn replied.

“Like come on my vagina?” I said.

“Yeah, that sounds really good,” Shawn replied. “I’ll pull out just as it’s time okay?”

“Sounds good,” I replied.

I got back on my back and let Shawn in between my legs. He began to fuck me earnestly and moaned while he did so. “You’re so
tight
,” he moaned.

I hummed and kissed his lips. “Is it good, Shawn?” I asked.

“So good,” he replied

“Good,” I said.

“I’m going to come,” Shawn cried.

“Come for me, Shawn, come on me,” I moaned.

Shawn quickly pulled out and stroked his dick a couple times before white spurts hit my labia. It was hot against my skin and made me shiver in pleasure. Shawn kneeled there breathless for a moment before he did anything; meanwhile, I just enjoyed the feeling of his cum dripping down onto the floor. Shawn then lowered himself between my legs to eat me out once again. I moaned as I felt his tongue lick my insides.

The sounds we made were obscene; the slicked sounds of Shawn basically making out with my vagina were absolutely obscene. He used his tongue to explore my insides and then licked the outside clean of his cum. He then used the flat of his tongue to pleasure my clit.

“Shawn,” I moaned his name, “Right there!”

Shawn continued his ministrations and put more pressure on my clit. I swore that I was seeing stars at that point. Suddenly I felt Shawn’s fingers at my entrance, two of them, slowly being inserted. As they went deeper and deeper Shawn continued to suck and clit at my clit. He then started to finger me slowly, as if to tease.

“I want to come,” I moaned.

Shawn looked up at me and hummed which made me cry out. He continued to put more pressure onto my clit but kept his fingers going at the same slow pace. It was weird but I felt my orgasm creep up on me.

“Shawn, I’m going to come!” I whimpered.