To Wed A Dragon: BBW Dragon Shifter Paranormal Romance (Weredragon Warriors Book 2) (5 page)

Nora's throat moved but other
than that, she held herself absolutely still. “Go on,”
she said tightly.

“The Dracans are a
dragon-shifting, peace-loving people. We kept to our lands and never
caused offense to the Syndorians. Yet the Syndorians attacked and
invaded Draca. The Slayors outnumbered our soldiers and they
massacred our civilians. Our king ordered us to gather the surviving
civilians and get them to safety. We were to get them away from
Korra. There was nothing left for us on Korra. Our people, our
lands, our lives were completely destroyed. King Rykor ordered us to
take as many civilians as we could and search for a safe haven.”

Edriq paused and finished his
coffee in two gulps. “Thirteen ships took off from Korra, and
the Slayors shot twelve down. Only one ship escaped and crash landed
on Earth.”

Nora blinked and shook her
head slowly. “You're telling me that there are dragons living
among us.”

“Only three soldiers
were assigned to each ship. The rest of the Dracans on board were
civilians. Rohan, Zul and I are the only three weredragon warriors
left now. Rohan was the Crown Prince of Draca, so he's our king now.
After we got the survivors out, Rohan incinerated the smoldering
wreckage of our ship. We found a city and our people tried their
best to rebuild their lives. We were on an alien planet and we had
to try our best to blend in. Our people stopped shifting and their
dragons grew dormant. Most of the Dracans can no longer shift now.”

“But you can,”
Nora said breathlessly. It wasn't a question.

Edriq had to smile. The
woman seemed to know him even before he could tell her more about
himself.

“Yes. So can Rohan and
Zul. We are not civilians. We are Draca's Dragons, soldiers of the
Draca army. We need our dragons to fight and keep our people safe.
Because we held on to our dragons, our life spans remained the same
as when we were on Draca. We don't age as quickly and we live longer
than the humans on Earth.”

Nora took a sip of her cold
coffee in silence. “And I thought the Damn Slayors were
members of some underground crime gang,” she mumbled with a
short, brittle laugh.

“The Slayors are not
gangsters,” Edriq said grimly. “They are the brutal,
savage soldiers of the Syndor army. They've been hardened by their
harsh training, and if they show any sign of weakness or emotion,
they are destroyed.”

Nora shuddered. “And
they can shift into snakes.”

“Yes. It takes
discipline and iron will to retain your shifting abilities on Earth.
It was stressful, physically and mentally, to adjust quickly to the
atmosphere on Earth. To hold on to our shifting abilities took extra
effort and energy. But the Slayors are soldiers, tough, cold and
merciless. They found us, and they'll do everything to wipe out the
surviving Dracans.”

Nora chewed her lip as she
nodded to herself. “That little old lady...” she began.
“She's a Dracan.”

“Yes. One of the
civilians on that ship with us.”

“I thought she was
human.”

“If I'm not wrong, I
think her dragon has been asleep for a long time, more than half a
century now,” Edriq said, quirking a smile. “And she
probably has a human husband, human children and grandchildren.”

When her eyes and mouth
rounded, he went on levelly, “Many Dracans have found human
mates and settled into simple, peaceful, productive lives. Some of
the people you work with may be Dracans, or descendants of Dracans.”

He leaned forward and looked
deep into her eyes. “Dracans are very sexually compatible with
humans.”

“Oh.” Nora
blinked and swallowed, acutely aware of the blush blooming across her
cheeks. “
Oh
.”

CHAPTER
THIRTEEN

Nora looked down, suddenly
unable to meet the heat and intensity of Edriq's gaze. No man had
ever looked at her like this before. There was desire in his eyes,
but also a fierce, raw want and yearning.

She didn't know what to feel.
Flattered? Frightened? Or perhaps she shouldn't be feeling
anything at all.

Edriq was a stranger. There
was no reason she should feel anything for a stranger.

Yet…

He wasn't a stranger. She
felt as if she'd known him for a long time, from the beginning of
time. Even though he had spoken calmly, she could feel his deep pain
and anger as he told her about the atrocities suffered by his people.

She knew he had told her the
truth. She believed him, with every fiber of her being.

And she had been right about
him. Edriq was a leader, a fighter, a protector. Together with his
brothers, he'd led his people to a strange new planet and defended
them against their enemies. He protected not just the Dracans, but
their human mates, families and friends.

She had saved a Dracan's life
tonight. Maybe in the course of her work as a paramedic, she had
saved many more Dracans and their families. Maybe some of the
Dracans had saved her too, like that brave elderly Dracan woman. She
had urged Nora to run and save herself. She wasn't afraid for
herself and she wasn't afraid to die if it meant Nora would be safe.

Nora looked up and met
Edriq's silver eyes. She gasped and blinked rapidly when she saw
something rising from him. Something huge, ferocious and terrifying.

She jerked and stifled a
panicked cry when Edriq reached out and covered her hand with his.
His touch seemed to steady her and she dragged a ragged breath into
her lungs.

“What…?”

“You're looking at my
dragon, Nora,” he said quietly.

“Y-your d-dragon,”
she stammered, staring up towards the ceiling.

“Yes. But only you can
see it. The other humans in the cafe can't see my dragon.”

She muttered the only lame
thing that came to mind. “I see.”

It was indeed his dragon.
His dragon took shape right before her eyes, rising from him and
towering above him. But it didn't take solid form. His dragon
flickered and glowed like a hologram. Both the dragon and the man
were staring at her, their silver eyes locked on her. They were one,
yet separate. At the moment, Nora knew that it was the man who was
in control. The great beast tried to lurch towards her but Edriq
clenched his fist and the dragon jerked back as if it had been yanked
back by a leash.

What would happened if he
lost control of his dragon, even for a moment? she wondered.

“My dragon will never
hurt you,” Edriq said softly. “And I won't ever lose
control of my dragon. I may allow my dragon some degree of control
in battle situations but I am always able to take it back. Always.”

“Okay.” Nora
gave a jerky nod. “N-nice to meet you,” she said to the
dragon.

The dragon opened its mouth
and displayed all its deadly, serrated teeth. She could have sworn
it was grinning at her. Then it reared back and breathed a stream of
fire at her.

Nora raised her arms
instinctively. But the fire didn't hurt her. The translucent blue
flame was as incorporeal as the dragon, and only the outline of the
fire licked at her.

Nora felt a soothing,
comforting warmth spread across her body. All her muscles relaxed
and she slowly lowered her arms.

A small cry escaped as she
stared at the empty space above Edriq's head. Edriq was sitting
calmly opposite her. Alone. Without his dragon. Well, he would
never be without his dragon, it was a part of him. But he had hidden
it away.

“It's gone,” she
squeaked at last. “You're hiding it from me,” she went
on accusingly.

“Yes.”

Nora looked down and saw that
Edriq's fists were clenched so tightly that his knuckles gleamed bone
white. Edriq had forced his dragon down by superhuman will and
leashed the great beast under his human form.

“The fire,” Nora
mused. “It kinda tickles.”

“That was no ordinary
dragon fire,” Edriq said tersely.

“I didn't know dragon
fire could be ordinary,” Nora muttered.

Edriq glared at her.

“So—what kind of
fire was it?” she prompted.

Edriq seemed to hesitate for
a beat. “A dragon will breathe fire unto its mate to claim
her,” he said at last.

Nora nodded absently. Then
she gasped as the full meaning of his words hit her.

“Are you saying...what
I think you're saying?” she choked out.

Edriq never took his eyes off
her. “My dragon has found its mate,” he said.

CHAPTER
FOURTEEN

Edriq walked up the stairs
with Nora but he didn't touch her. She had been jumpy and nervous,
stuttering and blushing furiously ever since he told her that his
dragon wanted to bathe her in its claiming fire and do all sorts of
naughty, delicious, erotic things to her naked body.

Well, not in so many words.
But she got the idea.

“Thanks for walking me
home,” Nora said, stabbing her key into the lock. “I,
um, I have a really early day tomorrow...”

“Rest well. Have a
good night, Nora,” Edriq said softly. He wanted her, all of
her, but she wasn't ready. She'd had a glimpse into his dark,
dangerous world tonight and amazingly, she hadn't freaked out and run
away screaming for him to keep the hell away from her. She was one
strong lady. But he already knew that.

Edriq knew he shouldn't push
his luck but he couldn't leave without taking a part of her with him.
Her taste, her scent, the feel of her lips.

He leaned in slowly. When
she didn't push him away, he gave her a soft kiss on the corner of
her mouth.

Nora's eyes fluttered close
and her breath hitched. When her hand moved up his chest to his
shoulder, Edriq pulled her in and kissed her again.

Her lips were full and soft,
and she tasted so fucking sweet. Hot, exquisite and intoxicating.

Nora's lips parted invitingly
as he deepened the kiss. Edriq took his time, teasing and savoring
her. He tasted her thoroughly, their tongues tangling as they moved
and moaned against each other.

With one arm around her
waist, Edriq cupped her breast and thumbed her nipple through her
bra. He could feel her erect, pebbled nub pushing against his palm
as she arched her back in invitation.

Kissing her hungrily, Edriq
kneaded both her heaving breasts and tugged at her aching nipples.
Nora whimpered and ground her crotch against him wantonly.

Edriq lifted her up against
the wall, so that he could rub the tip of his pulsing erection
against her core. Nora wrapped her legs around his hips and let out
a soft cry when he ground his rock hard cock against her crotch.

Bending forward, Edriq bit
her nipple through her bra and slid his hand into the waistband of
her jeans. He found her panties soaked with her sweet, feminine
juices and growled.

“Nora,” he
gritted out.

She was so wet and so ready.
He massaged her swollen clit with his fingers and she climaxed
forcefully. Digging her nails into his neck, Nora shuddered and bit
down on his shoulder to muffle her scream.

Edriq caressed and kissed her
as he let her down slowly. They were still fully clothed and he was
hard as a rock, but he wasn't going to do anything that might break
or hurt her.

It had been a wild, intense
night for her.

If he could give her some
comfort and release, he was glad to do it. Even if it meant being
tormented by both his dyspeptic dragon and his own aching blue balls
for the rest of the night.

“Edriq...” Nora
whispered as she slid down against his body. Edriq groaned as he
felt her luscious curves pressing up against him.

He was a highly disciplined
man, but he was still a man. There was just so much he could take.
He wanted her so bad he was going out of his goddamn mind.

Nora looked up and staggered
back at the scorching, primal hunger in his eyes. She realized that
she was staring into the eyes of a lethal, relentless predator.

With a hand over her
thundering heart, she scrambled into her apartment and slammed the
door.

One second later, the door
opened again. “Good night, Edriq. See ya.”

Wouldn't wanna be ya.

Yup, it was no fun being him
right now.

His dragon was throwing a
hissy fit, thrashing madly within him. The lusty, fiery beast wanted
to claim its mate right now. It couldn't wait to release its fire
and seed into that beautiful, luscious female and mark her.

“No,” Edriq
ground out. “Not tonight.”

He stalked away before his
dragon could burn Nora's door down. He had found his mate. The
search was over, but the hunt was still on.

He still had some Damn
Slayors to hunt.

CHAPTER
FIFTEEN