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  TYNAN

  PLANET OF THE DRAGONS BOOK 5

  BONNIE BURROWS

  Copyright ©2018 by Bonnie Burrows

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  WARNING: The books in this series are all very SEXY. Please only read if you feel you will enjoy these themes. :)

  Sierra Smith had not just traveled the world but traveled the universe too. She wondered what more she wanted from life and she knew it was time to have a child.

  When she discovered that Weredragon Prince Tynan Moran from planet Lacerta was having fertility problems she knew this was her calling.

  Prince Tynan wasted no time in flying the beautiful human over to his planet and getting her into his bed.

  However, Sierra had no idea that prince Tynan was desired by almost every woman on the planet.

  And this meant that there were many who wanted Sierra gone, no matter what it took...

  Can Tynan protect his new mate and keep her focused on the baby making? Or was Sierra going to have fly home sooner than she thought?

  CHAPTER ONE

  CHAPTER TWO

  CHAPTER THREE

  CHAPTER FOUR

  CHAPTER FIVE

  CHAPTER SIX

  CHAPTER SEVEN

  CHAPTER EIGHT

  CHAPTER NINE

  CHAPTER TEN

  CHAPTER ELEVEN

  CHAPTER TWELVE

  CHAPTER THIRTEEN

  CHAPTER FOURTEEN

  CHAPTER ONE

  Sierra Smith looked over at Tynan slumbering in satisfaction beside her in lights dimmed to a low, soft golden glow and remembered an old saying that had been passed down over the centuries, going back all the way to old Earth before the days of interstellar travel: Let sleeping dogs lie.

  Sleeping dogs, perhaps, yes. But the proverb most certainly did not apply to sleeping dragons in beautiful men’s bodies. When naked in bed with a male Lacertan, one did not just let him lie. Male Lacertans, the weredragon Adonises of Earth’s most fabulous colony planet, were creatures of such raw, magnificent sex that one wanted to keep them awake for long nights of the greatest pleasure in all of space. Tynan had done it to Sierra only twice tonight. Twice. That simply would not do—not when he was every bit as good as the bedroom reputation of his people and then some, and not when he looked like that. When he was a dragon, he was impressive enough, as all his people were. But in this, his human form, he was utter perfection.

  Tynan Moran was born into the social station of a prince and looked every bit the part. His sleeping face was a work of masculine art, the handsomest Sierra had ever seen, every feature perfectly formed. He looked like everything one would want a handsome prince—or a noble knight, or even an angel—to be. And Sierra almost resented how his immaculately groomed, dark hair still rested on his head after the way the two of them had rolled around on the bed in foreplay and after-play.

  He had made her feel such wondrous things with that body of his. That body: it was like a thing of hewn and cut marble rendered into flesh, with every lean muscle from top to bottom chiseled into the best possible form and the massive, mighty pecs and cobblestone abdominals lightly dusted with hair.

  And there was something down under the covers, between his thighs, that was every bit as mighty as the rest of him, something that grew like a king’s royal scepter, turned as hard as the hull of a starship, and could thrust like a ship’s engines. Tynan had more than proven that, which was why it was a shame to let him just sleep there. A Lacertan man was indefatigable in bed, and it would not take much for Sierra to rouse him—and arouse him. Just a touch in the right place…

  But no, not just yet. She would let him store up just a little bit more of that inexhaustible energy, then wake him to go for the rest of the night. Sierra would take just a few minutes for herself, to think about the adventure on which she had just embarked. It was an adventure that would change not only her life but the life of the world outside the long, broad window that took up one side of the bedchamber.

  It was not every woman who was chosen to help change the course of a planet’s history, but that was the position—or one of the positions—in which Sierra now found herself. Smiling softly at her sleeping dragon man, Sierra slipped out from between his silk and satin sheets and onto the carpeted floor to pick up the flimsy robe that she had shed when Tynan took her to bed.

  Sierra’s tight and curvaceous body was honed by years of sport and strenuous physical action. She was not a woman who had ever cared for keeping still except in the afterglow of sex, and even then, she was always hungry for more, which made Lacertan men her ideal partners. She pulled her long, dark hair, which came down to her shoulder blades, out from under the robe, let it hang free, and strode on bare feet over to the cushioned inner ledge at the window; there she sat to look out at the starry sky over which the entire city that was Tynan’s home floated.

  Outside the window lay the three levels of Nimbus City, of which the Moran family aerie lay on the third and highest level, in keeping with their vast wealth. Nimbus City was one of several floating communities that moved slowly through the skies of the planet Lacerta. Such places were where many of the most affluent and lavishly wealthy people on the planet lived. In a year’s time, Nimbus City would trace a path all the way around the planet, then continue on another year’s cycle.

  Far below the city lay the countryside and the land cities and settlements of the planet Lacerta, primarily occupied by citizens whose ancestors the waters had mutated into human/dragon shapeshifters. Generations ago, they had adapted to having two forms in the process of claiming the planet and building it into the most splendid home for humanoids outside of Earth itself.

  The Lacertans were justly proud, respected and admired throughout the Commonwealth of Worlds. But even their lives were not perfect. The Lacertans had one great problem that had plagued them from the time they first settled here. They had taken up one means of addressing that dilemma, and it had served them for as long as anyone living there could remember. But Sierra Smith had come to help them solve their problem in another way, and the success of that solution lay with what happened while she lay with her dragon Prince.

  At the summons of Tynan Moran and his family, Sierra had come to Lacerta to be his mating partner and to have his child, a coupling and a birth that would usher in a new era of change and hope for all of Tynan’s people. All in all, Sierra thought, this would be a worthy accomplishment for any human woman, but especially for one who not long ago might not have lived to see this day. It was only a few months since she had lain almost at the point of death in a hospital on the Earth colony of New Canada in the Proxima Centauri system. A case of Udarian mitochondrial disease had come close to taking her life. And look at what her life was now.

  Sierra looked back at the sleeping figure of the man who was now in her life. He looked so peaceful—so unlike the way he’d been before he drifted off. Since their first time, Tynan had outperformed every other Lacer
tan male who’d taken her to bed in her travels across space. And well he should, considering the incentive placed on both of them not only to produce a new heir for his family nest but the beginning of a new chapter in the history of his planet.

  This was the day of their momentous decision, the day that the two of them fully committed themselves to the purpose for which Sierra had come to Lacerta. They had taken a bit of time to acquaint themselves with each other, to learn to enjoy one another’s company out of bed before they took to the bedroom, but looking back, that now seemed like not much more than a formality. Sierra felt as though she were destined to have Tynan in bed, to enjoy the things he would do to her and she to him, and in time to bear the issue of all that vast carnal ecstasy.

  Looking back at the hours that they had spent taking transcendent delight in each other’s body, it all felt to Sierra like a foregone conclusion. It could not have been any other way. Still, they had also taken the formality of telling Tynan’s family at dinner that they would be visiting Dr. Garver as planned, to receive what they needed to fulfill their purpose. The news was happily received, and Sierra was especially pleased to have the approval and support of Tynan’s family.

  These dragons were good people, but they were among the wealthiest citizens of their planet and accustomed to having the best of everything, so it was no small thing for Tynan’s parents and older brothers to approve of her as his partner. Of course, it was Tynan’s approval that mattered most, as he would be the one to do the deed (as many times as was necessary, and then some), but knowing his parents were on board would make it that much easier for Sierra.

  So, it was with the best wishes of the Morans that Sierra and Tynan, who had already well consummated their attraction, sank into a warm bath after dinner, then she slipped into a robe and Tynan into a thong for an after-dinner bottle of the finest Lacertan wine, a gift from his parents. Then, they flung off what little they were wearing and flung themselves happily into Tynan’s bed.

  With every kiss and touch and caress, Sierra and Tynan were ever surer that they were doing the right thing—and doing it very well. Sierra had quickly grown to love Tynan’s body, and she loved it all the more now. Her hands and lips were everywhere on him, as they tossed and rolled about on the bed. Sierra was on top, then Tynan flipped her, then she flipped him back. Soon, he submitted completely to her attentions—well, almost completely. When he settled down prone on his back and she put herself over him to begin kissing her way down his torso, he flung his powerful legs around her and hugged her with them, and they both laughed at the momentary, sexy roughness of it.

  She responded by putting love bites on his pecs, which turned his nipples to hot pebbles of flesh that she took glee in giving a firm, deep sucking. He relaxed the tightness of his thighs around her and let her make her way down with her lips below his pecs and along the cut stones of his abs to find the dark bush of his pubic hair, in which she rustled her nose and made delicious noises. His long and straining erection throbbed lividly at her jawline, begging for his attention, which Sierra immediately gave it.

  Going lower, Sierra took the uncircumcised bluntness of the end of his phallus into her mouth and sucked and pulled tenderly at the foreskin, drawing gasps and moans from Tynan. With his approval, she let as much of his member slip into her mouth as would comfortably go and compensated for the rest by gingerly teasing the large, full, round sac of his scrotum with his fingers.

  She took in both the throbbing of his piece and the tremors of pleasure through his body as she sucked him, taking delight in the delight she was giving him. Making beast-like noises of euphoria, Tynan sifted his fingers through the dark thickness of Sierra’s long hair and let her do her sexy work on him. She removed her mouth from his erection and sank her head ever lower to pay the attention to his man-fruits that she had given to his hardened vine.

  Sierra sensed the tensing and release of his muscles at what she was doing to him and sucked and licked on and on until he called for her to put his hard-on back in her mouth. This, she did most eagerly, savoring the taste of his man-sap. He had taken special supplements to sweeten the taste of both his pre-cum and his seed just for her. She took her time enjoying the way his throbbing root filled her mouth and the way his sap tasted on her tongue until Tynan caressed her shoulders and said he was ready again for the main event.

  Sierra again took her mouth from Tynan’s hard-on and kissed her way back up the way she had traveled to reach it, finally reaching that achingly handsome face and planting her kiss on his mouth. He accepted her kiss, relaxed his legs further, and enclosed her with his arms, then rolled her over onto her back and brought his loins to meet hers. She had the feeling of both falling into a bottomless pit of desire and soaring over a mountaintop of joy at the smooth stroke of his first penetration, moving his length all the way into her and pressing his warm, slick balls against her mound.

  Tynan humped her hard and fast, making them both feel as though their bodies were fusing together into a single flesh. She tightened her thighs around him as he had done her, making it feel that much more wonderful. He accompanied his eager and exuberant thrusts with kisses and licks on her lips, nose, ear, neck and shoulder. His hard pecs pressed down against her yielding breasts, and the beats of his pounding piston inside her wet passage vibrated from their bodies into the bed.

  The sounds of their bliss mixed together in the air with Tynan thundering on, up and down, in and out of her, until he let out a long bellow of ultimate rapture with his climax and the thick white cascade of his cream into Sierra’s womb. She gasped and whimpered under him, clutching at his neck and shoulders, imagining how it must be inside her as he poured his white waterfall into her. At length, he partially relaxed and returned to kissing her lips and neck while fully sheathed in her womanhood. Grunting with his own satisfaction, Tynan set himself to completing hers.

  He unsheathed his piece from her now semen-filled channel and traced a path down her body as she had done with his, lingering with his tongue on Sierra’s breasts and nipples, finally traveling down below her abdomen to nuzzle and lick her pubes before coming to the place from which his white wetness now trickled forth. To tease her, Tynan took his fingertip and rubbed his warm cream along the folds of Sienna’s opening, making her shudder. Then, he tenderly pried open her slippery lady parts and brought his tongue and lips to where they would have their greatest effect.

  Sierra moaned loudly and arched her back with the sensation of his oral service to the center of her greatest pleasure. He sucked and licked and flicked at it, alternating the attention of his mouth with that of his fingertip, dipping his finger into her to collect a little more of his cream and rubbing it onto her nub, making her squirm. Pleased at the way he was pleasing her, Tynan returned to licking and sucking at her pulpy little knob until her entire body bucked, and she let out a last delirious moan, carried off on the wave of her orgasm.

  From that climax, Tynan gave her sex a deep French kiss, probing inside her with his tongue and giving her after-tremors of bliss. Then, he climbed back up beside Sierra and took her in his arms, giving her a kiss that tasted of his sweetened cream. They curled up into an embrace of arms and legs and lay there for a while, kissing and licking each other’s lips, squeezing and kneading each other’s buttocks. Sierra played with his thick man-hose, and he did the same with her slippery curtains, an after-play that turned to a between-play. They pulled back the sheets and slipped under them, and once they were under the covers, Tynan once again mounted her and entered her with his renewed erection.

  The thrill of being joined again made them thrash and roll about under the covers as they had done when they first hit the sheets. Sierra threw him onto his back and straddled him, and he drilled her furiously from beneath, making his tool a missile that he fired up into her wetness while roughly groping her breasts, knowing full well that she could take a little roughness as well as she gave it. The bed, sturdy as it was with the best Lacertan craftsmanship, shook
from the blows of his thrusts up into her.

  Grunting loudly with clenched teeth, Tynan reared up on the bed, coming to his knees while still keeping Sierra’s legs wrapped around him and his shaft all the way in her, and began to bounce her on his lap, driving his tool hard into her that way and almost making her scream. She clung to him as he made her ride him that way, her body drinking in every beat of his massive scepter, until he flung her down again onto her back.

  In a tangle of silk and satin, Tynan topped her, propping himself on all-fours with his knees and the balls of his hands pressing into the bed, and pumped her savagely with blows of his pulsing weapon that made them feel as if they would both pass out. His orgasm hit him as hard as his thrusts, and when it struck, he held himself all the way in her and ground his crotch in circles against her sex, teasing her joy bud to make her come along with him. In the throes of climax, Sierra dug her fingernails into his shoulders and made him roar.

  Another fountain of Tynan’s seed filled Sierra’s depths, and a post-coital fog settled over his mind. He fell from atop her to his side of the bed. Rumbling sounds escaped him with his descent into sudden sleep. Sierra curled up beside him, and for a while at least, she dozed off as well. They had celebrated their decision to make a new little Moran with all the enthusiasm that the occasion demanded.