Loved By A Dragon Novels & Stories

Loras' body contracts and he lets out a groan as the salty taste fills her mouth. She smiles and gets next to him, wrapping her arms around his now relaxed body. "Woman... If I knew what that mouth could do I would have lost our little bet since before we made it." He sighs and pulls her closer in a tight cuddle. "Now will give me the answers?" She asks. "Ah yes... That's the other thing that mouth can do." "Annoy you?" "Greatly. But It's worth it." He sighs dramatically and Astrid laughs. "The dragon's fire kills everything it touches. The only exception are members of the royal bloodline. Dragon tamers."

“ Rain, many years ago I fell in love with a powerful dragon man. This is forbidden love but at the time I didn’t care. He was the most handsome man I had ever seen. I would watch him for hours, longing to touch him and be apart of his life. My mother warned me against being with this dragon man. I knew he would have a fated mate but still I just couldn’t stop my love for him. Then the day came when he met his fated mate. She was a beautiful royal dragon and so kind and loving. I wanted to hate her but I couldn’t. She was everything that I couldn’t be for the dragon man. I couldn’t remain in the shifter realm and be the goddess of the moon. Again my mother warned me to stay away and let them

"And the dragon! Don't forget the dragon, Mommy." I nodded, then imitated a deep voice. “Of course the kind dragon who loves apples.” Noah burst out laughing. “Dragons eat meat, not apples!” I shook my head, feigning seriousness. “No, this dragon is different. He only likes fresh red apples. And every time he finds one, his eyes sparkle like…” I paused, then pointed at Noah. “…like Noah’s eyes now.”

“I want you to be my first, my only, lover.” I’ve heard the possessive growl of the other dragons. I’m pretty sure that mine rivals any of theirs. “Are you sure, Emmi?” “I’m sure,” she says, pulling her shirt over her head and dropping it on the ground. I lean down and take her mouth, pulling her against me as I pour my love and passion into the kiss. She needs to know what she’s getting into. A dragon loves more deeply than a human could ever imagine. When she clings to me, whimpering with need, I press my forehead against hers.

Somehow, the dragon avoided giving her that last bit of stimulation to send her over. Beth couldn't decide if this was the best thing that had ever happened to her or a nightmare. She loved it, she hated it. She couldn't wait for it to end, she wanted it to go on forever. This dragon was playing her body like a world-class musician plays their instrument and her sighs and moans were the symphony the dragon was conducting. Her books hadn't exaggerated how skilled dragons were in the art of love.

But Mother Dragon didn’t pause for her, instead, she flew past her, creating a gush of water that flooded forwards. Thorn looked down at his baby, still struggling to let out its first cry. Mother Dragon flew towards the baby. Thorn tried to move away from her, but Leila urged Thorn to trust her. The dragon ducked her head down towards the baby. Thorn saw the near-imperceptible traces of a smile around her mouth, and her eyes flooded with pure love. Leila sensed a connection to the Mother Dragon. As she stood up and walked to the Mother Dragon, Leila said, “She says she wants to help the baby. I’ll hold it.”

A knock on the door made me move the quilt lower to ask who it was. "High Lord Tymon has asked that I bear food and fruits to you, my Lady." A tiny voice came from the other side of the door. A brownie, perhaps. I turned my back to the door. "I'm not hungry. Later." I said. I vaguely registered a sigh and shuffling of feet as the brownie left. "What the history will not tell you is that Dragons were not created by Luna. We existed. Even before Luna." I blinked at that, but said nothing, lest I interrupt her. "Before Luna, the mother, there were other gods that ruled the world. There were beings that walked the earth that were feared. Some still do. Like

she said. “I love you too, I should get downstairs and eat and then I’ll see you at school tomorrow,” I said to her. “You’re not coming over today?” she asked me sounding disappointed. “Not today, I’m not feeling quite myself yet,” I said to her. “What colour dragon did you get?” she asked her voice suddenly nervous. “Guess,” I said. “A violet one,” she said with a laugh. “Sorry to disappoint you,” I said. “Oh shit did you get an indigo one?” she asked me sounding almost disappointed.

he was a dragon and she was human. When his eyes met hers and amidst the tears in her eyes, her lips curled up in a smile of relief. It was unmistakably clear in her cerulean eyes, she had felt his pains as much as he had and she had feared for his life. He knew it then and there that she loved him. Somehow she had fallen in love with him, a dragon. *** “Love what a flimsy weak feeling it is…”, Isolde said in disgust. “For someone who claims to hate it you talk a lot about it”, Raisel retorted.

My fated mate shut me out of our bond for the ninety-ninth time just as the last spark of dragonfire inside me began to die. I walked into the Oath Hall of Obsidian Keep alone. Black stone stretched beneath my feet, cold enough to bite through my slippers, and every step made the cracked channels around my dragon core grind deeper into my chest. “I’m here to renounce the Obsidian Court and dissolve my life-bond with the Dragon Lord.” The clerk took in my bloodless face and lowered his voice. “Lady Ashton, once I set the seal, the Court will no longer be required to protect you. Are you certain?” My dragonfire had been unstable since birth, leaving me weaker than most dragonkin. When I was te