How to Tame Your Dragoness 2

How to Tame Your Dragoness

Book 2
Moxie Morrigan
2

 What’s a man who finds himself married to a dragon to do?
Aren finds himself drawn to Shara, rapidly falling for her fiery demeanor.
Unfortunately, he has to go home, and bringing her along is bound to cause
trouble. The shape-shifting dragon is unused to curbing her demanding nature.
Will Shara and Aren be able to keep their budding relationship a secret? And
when she visits his room late at night, will they be caught red-handed?

 



This erotic short is 4,200 words long and contains scenes
intended for a mature audience.



 



-Excerpt-



I could feel a presence standing over my bed, and
something brushed my face. My hand closed over the person's wrist, and without
thinking, I had pulled them down onto the bed. I rolled over on them, pinning
them to the mattress, sending blankets and furs in every direction.



 



I really only awoke when I met shocked
yellow eyes. Shara had snuck into my room.



 



"What are you doing?" I hissed
at her through my teeth. I had been worried that I hurt her, for a moment, but
I watched her face shift from surprise to wry amusement and then to something
sly.



 



"You brute. I didn't know you had it
in you." Shara said, breathily. She squirmed beneath me, tickling my
imagination in all the wrong ways, and I could feel the rush of embarrassed
heat flooding my face. I realized she was wearing a rather loose slip, the sort
meant to be worn under something else. It didn't cover her much as all.



 



"You shouldn't sneak up on someone
like that. You shouldn't be in here at all, actually. What if somebody saw
you?" I remembered the little threat I had been given earlier, at the
hands of my father. Being caught in bed with her would not exactly bode well
for me...



 

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Moxie Morrigan
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 Aren is trapped between a rock and a hard place. His heart
belongs to the seductive, beautiful shape-shifter, Shara. His heart is
shattered when he learns his father has arranged a marriage for him, to a woman
he has never known. He is torn between his home and his duty, and what lies in
his heart. Which path will he choose?

 



This short story is 4,029 words long and contains scenes
intended for a mature audience.



 



-Excerpt-



 



Shara's eyes narrowed as she came
at me again, all aggression, the tip of her sword trying to find me somewhere
in my middle. I batted her blade downward, forcing the point away from me,
facing it towards our feet. She was shifting her arms, trying to get out from
under me, and I let her momentum shift her to the side.



 



I dropped my blade all together,
freeing up my arms, which I closed around her in a bear hug. I squeezed,
tightly, clamping her arms to her sides. I drew her in close to my body, her
attempt to pull away forcing her back against my chest. She kicked and failed,
growling at me like an impatient beast, my forearms locked just under her
breasts. My nose was against her hair. She couldn't get enough leverage to get
away from me, though I worried she might try to head-butt me to escape. If I
came home with a broken nose and black eyes, someone might ask questions I
didn't want to answer.



 



"You fight dirty, Aren."
Shara complained, breathlessly. Something about her tone had shifted. One hand
had bent upwards so that her fingers could draw over the skin of my forearm.
The other still held her sword, but it dangled loosely in her fingertips.



 

 Aren is a young hunter on a trip in the forest when he
nearly becomes the hunted. When he encounters the shape-shifting female dragon,
Shara, he is instantly drawn to the bewitching creature, but does she return
his interest, or is he simply prey to her? His beauty-and-beast has demands of
her own, and she seems used to getting what she wants, when she wants it.

 



This erotic adventure short story is 5,129 words long and
contains scenes intended for a mature audience.



 



-Excerpt-



 



"Do I scare you, little
boy?" She repeated herself, from the other night, but now it was playful
and slightly mocking. Her breath tickled my ear.



 



"Maybe, just a little
bit." I managed to not squeak and I was absurdly proud of myself for that.



 



"Good." Shara said,
before she closed her soft lips over my earlobe. I was shocked, a soft noise
tearing itself from my lips. A jolt of heat ran through my middle. I didn't
know what I was expecting, but it certainly wasn't this.



 



Her teeth were nipping at my skin,
her lips, parting in a grin I could feel against my cheek. I had locked up, for
the moment, shocked by her forward demeanor. I didn't know how to respond. The
dragon had been a blunt creature when it came to her needs, sure, but I hadn't
expected to be somewhere in that list.



 



She was moving in front of me,
then, her knees on either side of my thighs as she straddled me where I sat.
Her eyes gleamed a molten gold in the firelight and were narrowed into thin,
focused slits. Her plush lips were still curved in a mischievous smile as her
slim arms circled my neck. 

 Aren is trapped between a rock and a hard place. His heart
belongs to the seductive, beautiful shape-shifter, Shara. His heart is
shattered when he learns his father has arranged a marriage for him, to a woman
he has never known. He is torn between his home and his duty, and what lies in
his heart. Which path will he choose?

 



This short story is 4,029 words long and contains scenes
intended for a mature audience.



 



-Excerpt-



 



Shara's eyes narrowed as she came
at me again, all aggression, the tip of her sword trying to find me somewhere
in my middle. I batted her blade downward, forcing the point away from me,
facing it towards our feet. She was shifting her arms, trying to get out from
under me, and I let her momentum shift her to the side.



 



I dropped my blade all together,
freeing up my arms, which I closed around her in a bear hug. I squeezed,
tightly, clamping her arms to her sides. I drew her in close to my body, her
attempt to pull away forcing her back against my chest. She kicked and failed,
growling at me like an impatient beast, my forearms locked just under her
breasts. My nose was against her hair. She couldn't get enough leverage to get
away from me, though I worried she might try to head-butt me to escape. If I
came home with a broken nose and black eyes, someone might ask questions I
didn't want to answer.



 



"You fight dirty, Aren."
Shara complained, breathlessly. Something about her tone had shifted. One hand
had bent upwards so that her fingers could draw over the skin of my forearm.
The other still held her sword, but it dangled loosely in her fingertips.



 

 The entire Mating Season of the Dragons collection is now available in this anthology! Get three steamy stories for the price of two, with this collection of previously published stories.



Mating Season of the Dragons-

Bambi is a dedicated wildlife researcher following an astonishing tribe of humanoid dragons. On one of her observations, she realizes it is the breeding season for these creatures. Will Bambi manage to mingle business with pleasure?


This story is 3,160 words long and contains scenes intended for a mature audience.


-Excerpt-


 It was a warm autumn, but that would be over soon, and the tribe she watched now would retreat to warm caves for the winter, this mating season resulting in several clutches laid during the cold months. This group would probably be at it until the leaves finished falling.


Admittedly, it was an interesting concept. Bambi turned it over in her head. What did it feel like to utterly give in to such primal instinct? The rut had to be overpowering, the desire to do nothing else but to find a mate, to breed...


Bambi ran her hands down the front of her khaki vest, feeling the press of her own ample breasts, her nipples hard against the constraints of her bra. Her own touch sent a surprisingly strong jolt through her, a potent yearning. Once more, she found herself chewing on her bottom lip. Maybe she should just work the tension out, do something so that she could concentrate on getting out of here and finish up her notes. It was distracting. She tried to think of something else, anything else, as this was really not the time or the place for.. That. She shifted her legs, squeezing her knees together. 


Mating Season of the Dragons 2-

In this sultry sequel to Mating Season of the dragons, Bambi is back to work once more trying to study her tribe of humanoid dragons. When she is discovered spying on the clan, they are less than happy to see her, and a familiar face comes to her rescue. Bambi once more finds herself in the company of her half-beast, and once more she is unable to keep her hands to herself…


This short story is 3,512 words and contains scenes intended for a mature audience.


-Excerpt-


Red was watching her, keenly, drinking in her reactions even as she drank in the room. When he caught her eye again, he was suddenly touching her again, once more closing hands about her and lifting her. He didn't go far, a few steps towards his shallow nest of a bed, and he had placed her right into it. The furs kept anything from being scratchy, and she was surprised at how she sunk right into it.


Red was sinking on his digitigrade legs, then, his knees on either side of her. He was straddling her body, an intense glint in his amber eyes, his intentions suddenly and perfectly clear. Bambi was leaning up to kiss him again and found him willing, though a moment later he had retreated from her mouth to let his gently forked tongue draw across her neck, tasting the salt of her skin. A gasp burst from her, a shudder of pleasure moving south through her body.



Mating Season of the Dragons 3-

In the long awaited chapter of the Mating Season of the Dragons trilogy, we find Bambi able to complete her research of her dragon tribe from the most intimate of locations- she has been accepted into the home of her red dragon. Will Bambi learn of his true intentions towards her? And will she be able to keep from being distracted long enough to actually do anything resembling work?


This steamy story is 3,004 words and contains scenes intended for a mature audience.

 


 

 In this sequel to Mating Season of the Dragons, wildlife researcher Bambi is visiting a tropical isle during her winter months when she hears enticing rumors about some special natives indeed- mermen and mermaids lived there at one time! Upon finding one, she learns why such creatures were so irresistible to lonely sailors, as his hypnotic voice drives her wild. Will Bambi once more be unable to resist getting way too close to her research?


 


This story is 3,024 words long, and contains scenes intended for a mature audience.


The creature's eyebrows went up slightly and he smiled at her gestures. Just that alone was enough to make her melt. He was gorgeous. The generous lips parted and she got a glance of strong, sharp-looking teeth. Despite his somewhat human upper half, she had to assume they were somewhat predatory. Fish, shellfish, that sort of thing. Damn. She wished she could ask him questions.

He spoke, and Bambi didn't understand a word. She actually found  herself holding her breath. It almost hit her like a physical force, a ripple  of sudden pleasure washing over her as he formed words, some vibration of it rippling through her body like a shockwave. She had never sensed anything like it before, almost like a perfect musical note in every word and phrase. Her eyes halfway lidded as a spark of heat flashed between her legs. She almost squirmed in place.

She was left staring at him for a moment, trying to understand it. No wonder mermaids were known to drive sailors mad with their voices alone, with their calls. The vibrations released dopamine, she was guessing, some perfect cocktail of hormones and enzymes.

"Holy shit. " Bambi found herself muttering out loud. " That's quite a, uh, name you have there. " She was still stunned, trying to wrap her mind around what had just happened, the sudden arousal flickering to life inside of her.

He smiled at her, now seeming a little sly, satisfied with himself as she struggled to right her thoughts. He had managed to wreck her with mere words. Who else could make that claim?

He ducked his head for a moment, possibly drawing water through his lungs, before he was hauling himself onto the rock next to her, revealing the strange combination of his body. Scales reached all the way up to his hips, glistening wetly, a perfect true blue with green edging to each little hard triangle. The tail was long, almost serpentine, and Bambi was reaching down to feel the curve of his hip, the powerful flex of his muscles. He wasn't  slimy at all, not like an actual fish. Once more he reminded her more of a serpent. He curled on his side, facing her, that long tail lazily dipping off the side of the rock. He just smiled at her enthusiasm, possibly seeing her as childish, but she didn't care. This was too perfect to pass up, even if the merman she found was a bit of a little showoff.

 Bambi is a dedicated wildlife researcher following an astonishing tribe of humanoid dragons. On one of her observations, she realizes it is the breeding season for these creatures. Will Bambi manage to mingle business with pleasure? 


This story is 3,160 words long and contains scenes intended for a mature audience.




-Excerpt-


She drew her head back from the edge of the stone as the creatures below her seemed to have reached their peak. For once, Bambi didn't want to see any more. Her frozen position had sent sharp little pins and needles sensations through her hands and knees, and it was a relief to roll over silently, her back on the stone. She was left staring up at the vibrant oranges and reds of dying leaves. It was a warm autumn, but that would be over soon, and the tribe she watched now would retreat to warm caves for the winter, this mating season resulting in several clutches laid during the cold months. This group would probably be at it until the leaves finished falling.

Admittedly, it was an interesting concept. Bambi turned it over in her head. What did it feel like to utterly give in to such primal instinct? The rut had to be overpowering, the desire to do nothing else but to find a mate, to breed...

Bambi ran her hands down the front of her khaki vest, feeling the press of her own ample breasts, her nipples hard against the constraints of her bra. Her own touch sent a surprisingly strong jolt through her, a potent yearning. Once more, she found herself chewing on her bottom lip. Maybe she should just work the tension out, do something so that she could concentrate on getting out of here and finish up her notes. It was distracting. She tried to think of something else, anything else, as this was really not the time or the place for.. That. She shifted her legs, squeezing her knees together.  


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