The Dragon's Stolen Bride
Elizabeth's noble born fiancé is a ruthless killer, so she is making a run for it when both the angry knight and a dragon converge on her. The dragon wins, and carries her off. To her astonishment, he shifts into a ruggedly handsome man. Will the dark-haired beauty succumb to the dragon's charms? And what happens when Sir Richard comes looking for his stolen bride More
Elizabeth's father has sold her into marriage to a murderous nobleman. While trying to escape Sir Richard before their wedding, she is snatched up by a passing dragon. To her astonishment, he shifts into a ruggedly handsome man. A man with a strong need to mate with her. Will the dark-haired beauty succumb to the dragon's charms? And what happens when Sir Richard comes looking for his stolen bride?
Warning, this 10,250 word novella contains extremely explicit consensual sex between adults, sex with mythological creatures, sex with a dragon shifter, and breeding with a Happy Ever After.
* * * Only for 18+ adults * * *
His fierce, dark eyes locked with hers. Holding her captive for several long breathless seconds. Only the need to breath broke her out of her trance, and she quickly averted her eyes as she panted, hot and shaken. When he took a step closer, she hazard a glance his way, but didn't let her eyes rise above shoulder level.
“Hi,” she said, ringing her hands. She’d never heard that dragons could transform into humans. She knew of the shifter tribes east of the Empire, but they changed between humans and normal animals, like wolves, bears, hawks, horses… “I-I’m Elizabeth, daughter of Arthur.”
A smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.
“I’m pleased to meet you, Elizabeth,” he said.
She loved the way he said her name, practically breathing it out. Something else, though, owned her thoughts at the moment.
“You are naked,” she said, trying to avoid staring at his dangling genitalia. It wasn’t easy. He was indeed blessed in that area. “Do you have any clothes?”
“No,” he said. “Is that a problem for you?”
She smiled. “Um, no. My people just don’t normally walk around naked, that’s all.” She glanced at his crotch. “It’s a bit…distracting.”
“Good,” he said.
About the Author:
Cat Wilder has been writing SF and Fantasy under another pen name for years. For all of those years she wanted to really let it rip and tell some truly wild and wicked stories. The e-book revolution has given her the opportunity to tell her sexy stories. Cat is a lifelong Texan, from down around Houston, kind of Space Central for NASA. She's married with dogs.