Author- P.T. Macias
Title- Beyond My Dragon’s Love
The dragon roars, fumes, and blazes! He's tired of the dragonettes' deceit. The restless Prince takes a leave from his duties and journeys to the Earth realm in search of his mate.
Young, beautiful orbit engineer is forced to seduce the prince to hand over to the royal bitch, unknowingly betraying her mate. Her life takes a turn and she commits treason beyond her dragon's love.
Attention***** Suitable for readers 18+. Book contains hot steamy sex, adult content, descriptive sex scenes, and action.
A few days later, the Hell’s Night club is full of lovely young mystical beauties and Landon sits at the bar stool, watching them dance. He taps his right hand fingers on the countertop, to the beat of the blaring rock music. He turns to the right and stares into the blue eyes of a black haired werewolf.
Yeah, I’ve danced with her and she’s lovely but no connection. He smiles at her as she sways to the music. She turns around and walks away, smiling.
A tall lovely Archaica walks towards Landon. Her hips sway softly and seductively with each graceful step, exposing a long sexy leg as the side slit parts up to her right hip. Her black fitted dress drapes softly over her curves. The sweetheart bodice pushes up her breasts, creating sexy cleavage and fullness. Her creamy breasts are showcased like pearls. The dress thin straps run up and over her shoulders, then weave down her back in a sexy pattern.
She smiles at him as she approaches the bar. She gazes into his eyes, smiling a small sexy smile. Fucking hell, yeah, I have to have a drink because I hate what I have to do. Geeze, this is unreal. Marybeth, Lisa, and Helen have tried but failed. He doesn’t want to go to the hotel room. I requested time to study him and I know that he has noticed me.
Landon, nods at her. Hell, she’s beautiful and I’ve been watching her for a few days. Oh hell, my body wants her badly.
His beautiful glowing green eyes glance down her gorgeous body. He clenches his jaw, and shifts his aching cock. He takes a drink of his whiskey, watching her approach.
Heather smiles confidently. She’s on a mission. She reaches him, and slides onto the stool. She turns to Mace the bartender. “I would like a Whiskey.”
Landon inhales deeply, exploding into blazing hunger. Fucking hell, her scent is simply intoxicating. Hell, she seizing my soul, and branding my blood. I feel her, I’m connecting and she’s knows it. Fucking hell, I’m so ready for her. I can’t fucking believe it! She’s my mate! She’s an Archaica! Well, she’s similar to a human.
Yeah, he’s a dragon, I can smell his amazing scent. Hell, he smells delicious. She closes her eyes and inhales his scent, shuddering. Hell, a delicious blazing surge flows all over my body.
Heather pushes her black hair over her shoulder with a shaky hand. What the hell does this mean? This is incredible and unreal. I need to drink this Whiskey because my body is on fire.
She takes a drink enjoying the burn as it flows down her throat, merging with her boiling blood. Hell, I’m so hot and my body is ready for him. I need him. I know it.
Landon turns towards her and he leans in close. He gazes into her beautiful huge violet eyes. I can’t believe it! She has incredible violet eyes.
He continues to gaze into her eyes gauging her feelings. “I know you feel it because I can feel your heart beat. I can smell your sweet intoxicating scent, and I know you’re ready for me.” He looks down at her sweet red heart-shaped lips.
Heather eyes open wider, startled. Her long black eye lashes spread over her eyebrows. “You don’t waste any time do you?” She bites her lower lip to control her amusement.
He looks up to gaze into her eyes, falling into her soul. “Honey, do I need to? You know it, you feel it, and your sweet pussy wants me. You’re my mate and I’m not going to fight it.” He leans a little closer to inhale her intoxicating, spicy arousal. Hell, my cock is going to explode. He closes his eyes and clenches his jaw.
She watches him clench his jaw, controlling his emotions. “Well, hell, tell me your name.”
He opens his glowing emerald green eyes, he nods at her. “Landon Dracostar. My beautiful mate, what’s your name?” He slowly takes her left hand in his. He rubs his thumb over the pulsing veins on her wrists. He closes his eyes, nodding, exuding his emerald green smoke with his bonding scent.
Heather shakes, takes a deep breath and closes her eyes. Oh hell, what should I do? Everything he said is so incredible and true. This is fucking unexpected. And what the hell. He’s my mate, and I’m supposed to hand him over? Hell no! What can I do? She urgently takes another swallow of her drink, finishing it off. She turns to the bartender for more.
Landon leans in closer to her, his face a few inches away from her left cheek. His hot breath causes a sweet shiver throughout her body. “Honey, your name. Please don’t torment me.”
She turns her head slightly to gaze into Landon’s glowing emerald-green eyes. Fucking wow. He’s gorgeous, absolutely gorgeous. I never believed in mates but hell now I do. This is incredible! “Heather Mach.”
He nods, leans in closer, and whispers in her ear. “My hot mate, I love your name. I want to dance with you and hold you close.”
Heather shudders and nods, closing her eyes. Hell, I can’t walk away from him even if I want to. There’re two fucking titanic reasons forcing me to continue. He’s my mate and that damn General is watching me. I feel like a traitor for what I’m going to do. Yeah, I’m going to betray my mate. Hell, fucking hell, this hurts.
“Let’s dance, please.” Landon whispers in her ear. He inhales her delicious scent, shuddering. He pulls her hand, slides off the stool, and turns to gaze into her tormented, confused eyes. “Honey, it’s ok. You’re my mate.”
Heather blinks her yes, rapidly, to stop the tears then nods. What in sweet deity am I going to do? If I refuse they won’t only imprison me but also get someone else to seduce him. I’m going crazy here.
She slides off the stool and follows him onto the dance floor. She walks into his arms, sighing. Oh hell, this is simply heaven. She trembles as he pulls her closer to him.
This is incredible, fucking incredible. I’m going to take her home in a few flashes. I can’t wait much longer. He leans in to rest his head next to hers. He closes his eyes, and turns his head to rest his lips against her neck.
Heather slides her arms up his shoulders to his neck. She wraps her arms around his neck to pull him closer. They sway in sync to the music. For a few moments, they enjoy the new experience and knowledge of being mates.
“Landon, what are you doing here on the earth realm?” She whispers into his ear. She buries her face at the base of his neck, inhaling his delicious scent and trembles.
Hell, what can I say? That I was sick of fucking around and I was desperate to meet my mate. “Honey, honestly, I’m taking a break from my duties. What about you? Aren’t you far from home? Are you working on a mission?”
Heather closes her eyes as she gasps for air, desperate to remain confident and casual. Her heart beat increases, the pulsating vein on her neck evidence of her distress.
Fucking hell, she’s totally out of control. I can feel her erratic heartbeat at the vein against my lips.
“Landon, yes. I’m on a mission. I’m the Gliderspike Flash obit engineer.” She inhales his scent, shuddering. Fucking wow, I’m so stoked with his scent. I so wish that we were meeting under different circumstances. Fucking wow! My heart feels heavy. It’s agonizing to think of what I have to do, and I’m consumed by guilt. She closes her eyes tight to stop the tears.
Landon moves his lips near her left ear. “Honey, it’s ok. There isn’t anything to worry about. We’re mates and I’m not going to let you go. Heather, you’re my eternal mate.” He releases his bonding scent with his emerald green smoke, surrounding her.
Heather turns her face into his neck, inhaling his bonding scent. I love his scent.
“I want to kiss you.” He holds her closer. I know she can feel my throbbing cock.
She nods, moves her head slightly to allow him access to her lips. She moans into his mouth when he takes a deep searching kiss.
Hell yes, fucking yes. She completes me, my soul. And my dragon is ecstatic. This is what I’ve been searching for.
He devours her mouth, releasing his bonding scent with his emerald green smoke. His tongue sucks hers and explores every little crevice.
Amazing, simply amazing. Hell, his scent is drugging me. I can feel his hot cock burning against my pussy. Hell, yes I want him. Heather pulls back, a little dazed, and gazes into his beautiful passionate, glowing emerald-green eyes.
“Not here.” She whispers, searching his eyes. “Take me home.”
Landon clenches his jaw, nods. “Honey, let’s walk outside.” Fucking hell, I have to make sure that my aura disappears instantly. I don’t want anyone tracking me home. I don’t like this feeling I have. I trust her but something is off. My gut feeling is never off.
She closes her eyes, nods. Yeah, I know that it will be difficult for the General and his warriors to track. I’m going to make it difficult for the General to catch my mate. I’m don’t know what they want him for.
He takes her hand and laces their fingers, then pulls her close to his side. They walk across the room weaving around the dance floor, out into the hallway, and out into the dense mist.
He stops outside the door and smiles down at her. “Honey, I’m not letting you go.” He leans down to kiss her as he holds her tight. Hell, yeah. Our auras will merge into one, making it difficult to track.
He continues to kiss her deeply and holds her tight as he teleports to several different areas around the vicinity of Hell’s Night club. He teleports around the city, and finally he teleports into his room.
Fucking yes. She’s here in my room and soon will be in my bed. My mate is finally in my arms.
About The Author
P.T. Macias (Patricia), resides in Sacramento, California with her loving husband, children, and family. She adores her four beautiful grandchildren. She was born and raised in San Jose, California.
Patricia loves going on cruises, concerts, white peaches, pistachio ice cream, and margaritas. She’s an avid reader and enjoys reading romance paranormal intrigue suspense thrillers.
She loves writing about drama, suspense, and intrigue. She throws in a dash of love and passion. Patricia is intrigued with the different types and depths of love. Love is powerful and motivates an individual. She’s fascinated with the physiological, spiritual, and psychological process that love creates. The range and facets of love an individual is capable of feeling is what she strives to illustrate in her stories.
Patricia loves the paranormal genre. She finds this genre an exciting challenge and enjoys writing about the sexy vhampiers, werewolves, dragons, and other entities. Her greatest thrill in writing the paranormal genre is the limitless range of characteristics, powers, and weaknesses available to develop the characters' and entities' realms.
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