Dragon Human Romance Novels & Stories

A jolt of excitement ran through me that had me wanting to jump at him, latch on and never let go, but Ian’s hand gently splayed across my stomach, suddenly holding me from behind and grounding me. Rian’s shoulders tensed at my movement, but his eyes never left mine. His nose blew smoke before a puff of some came from his mouth, forming into a heart as it reached me and Ian, who whispered into my ear, “Don’t let Daddy Dragon’s romantic side fool you,” he pressed harder into my back as Rian forced his beast back, “he’d just as soon make you cry with pleasure, shoving his knot deep inside you for days.” All I could do was stand there. My underwear was officially soaked and Amara kept trying to

💕(Vampire Romance)💕 🌹🌹 Episode five🌹🌹 .. .. 💕King Damien’s POV 💕 .. .. I pulled her into my arms the minute we got to a secluded place. I can’t seem to get enough of her but there’s another thing that’s been bothering me. Once we mate,there’s a possibility that she might become pregnant, she’s human after all. I led her into the cave which was beautifully adorned with several flowers and ornaments.

Mystrel introduced me to several people and I had yet to meet a red eyed rogue. "How are these rogues not really rogues," I asked curiously and he chuckled. "They've all found their mates, some even with humans and have turned them so they can remain together forever," he said sincerely and I smiled. He took me to the edge of the forest and said we could strip and run our wolves. I nodded happily and began pulling off my layers. I looked up at the trees and saw Ash grinning down at my naked chest. I growled angrily and turned away from his sight to pull off my jeans and panties. I dropped to all fours and contorted into my white wolf. I heard a whistle of appreciation and looked up at Ash an

, she said in a hushed whisper. “Oh”, Dragomir’s eyes widened, “I thought they liked each other…is…is he killing her…oh, he is making love…oh yea…” Raisel looked at him and back at the performers, “I don’t see a thing, lovemaking?, no it doesn’t seem like it, no I don’t see any of that…”, she leaned in closer towards him, "When does the dragon come out?”. The man turned to look at them, distracted by their constant chattering, “Have you not seen the play, The Punishers Bride? It is just now shown through mime and dance…”

‘She can hear all of us,’ Bynjym says softly, as if it will lessen the betrayal of knowing that someone else can hear the dragon who is bonded to me, the dragon that only I should be able to hear. ‘It is not a betrayal,’ he says. ‘You are MY dragon, Bynjym. You bonded with me!’ I insist. ‘Of course, I am. A dragon can only bond themselves to one human in their lifetime. You know that if you die, I die. That’s how the bonding process works. We’ve been over this, human.’ He always calls me human when he’s trying to annoy me or he’s irritated with me. Right now, he’s irritated. Well, I’m more than irritated.

No fear of my dragon, just his promise to dive in with me. I clung hard as the bond swelled huge, cocoon heating up, Seraphina's thread glowing bright. Woman under him, dragon rising, wolf inside, we breathed as one. Too much, too beautiful, too damn healing to fake. Ronan nuzzled my neck, still hard inside, lips soft now. “Forever, Nyra. My mate.” His wolf rumbled content, wrapping me safe. “Forever,” I whispered, tears hot on my cheeks. Our scents mixed, cum leaking slow between us, the grass cool under our heat.

The dragon beneath him stirred, muscles tightening, wings pressing invisibly, reacting to the intimacy of their bond. Her hands moved to his shoulders, then tangled in his hair, drawing him closer. Every inch of her ached with desire, but fear of losing control held her for only a heartbeat. Verath’s lips trailed down her neck, brushing over sensitive skin, igniting fire that spread through her veins. She shivered, leaning into him instinctively, feeling the bond surge with every pulse of their combined magic. “You’re mine,” he whispered, voice rough and possessive, amber eyes glowing as he pressed against her fully. The dragon thrummed beneath him, responding to the desire, flaring warmth a

The fire flared, casting them in molten gold. His body caged hers. But still, he did not touch. The fire did that for him. It kissed her throat. Slid across her hips. Sank into her skin like it had been waiting. Still, he did not claim her. He didn’t need to. The fire claimed her instead. But the court didn’t understand what they were witnessing. A dragon mating ritual was ancient. Sacred. Rarely performed before witnesses, and never before with a mortal. The fact that she still stood, untouched by the fire—wrapped in it like it was her birthright—made silence fall like a blade.

She had to study each of his moves. “Come on, i won't bite he said. I’m as harmless as a lamb.” Arabella tore her gaze from the man she wanted, meeting the blonde’s eyes directly. “But I’m not,” she stated, her voice little more than a low growl. Instead of being turned off by her warning, the blonde’s interest heightened, his attraction filling the air like the musk of an animal. He wanted her. He wanted sex. “Well, that’s how I like my women. Dangerous.” He grinned, and more arousal radiated from him.

The baby smiled as he slept, as if dreaming. "You even smile, you little brat. " The creature retorted as Damian smiled. "You are such an actor. " Liana looked up at him, with eyes filled with anger, wonder and confusion. He definitely sensed that and began, " Human, do you have any idea who you are dealing with right now? Do you? Of course you don't. I am the king and lord of the mighty Dragon realm. The one and only ruler of the blessed dynasty, the robust and fearsome, Draco. "