#NSFWednesday this week is another treat from the Furry Alien Mates series by Delaney Rain. Captured by the Dragon Warrior is more anthropomorphic fun with alien mates, hurt/comfort and an HEA. Once you've enjoyed the excerpt, the book is available now.
From the blurb:
Sergeant Rampon Molwynog is a Cero soldier assigned to protect the prince and the prince's mission to bring aid to the humans of Earth...even if some of the humans keep resisting those efforts. While on a team investigating a recent rash of break-ins at nanobot distribution centers, Rampon is accidentally abducted by the perpetrators. Knowing his team will find him shortly and not looking forward to explaining what happened, he's taking a much-needed break while waiting for rescue.
When the dust finally settles on their adventures, will these two soldiers have what it takes to stay together, even if it means one of them gives up everything else in his life?
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Captured by the Dragon Warrior features an anthropomorphic lizard as an alien, hurt/comfort themes, a self-thrusting peen, abduction and rescue, military service, overcoming bad actors who can't accept help from aliens, and a HEA. This is the fourth in a planned 6-book series featuring different couples that should be read in order.
Content considerations: physical violence, blood and burns, use of fire as a weapon, amputation
HEA
Excerpt:
My Quincy gulped and licked his lips. His intriguing green-brown eyes kept flicking back and forth between my cock and my face.
“You may touch any part of me that you wish,” I said to reassure him since it was probably his first experience with a Norlon. “May I do the same with you?”
He stared at me for a moment as his face reddened, and then he nodded. Something seemed to shift inside him because he then stood up straighter and said, “Yeah, let’s do this.”
I smiled, a deliciously predatory feeling washing through me. With one swipe, I pushed the table in front of me out of the way and stood. Quincy was staring up at me, lips parted and breathing fast, and I couldn’t resist kissing him. He made a little squeak and startled but then leaned into my hand on his cheek and opened his mouth for me. The moan out of him when my tongue played along his was the sweetest sound.
Eager to see all of him, I tapered off the kiss and was pleased to find him attempting to chase my lips for more. Smiling, I caressed across his furry chest and the cobbled muscles along his abdomen. I petted his chest and his head. “Your fur is quite soft. And you are very strong.”
Quincy chuckled, his eyes squinting nearly shut. “Hair, not fur. Have you ever, you know, done anything with a human before?”
“Mmm, no.” I undid the button and zipper on his many-pocketed pants. “I have mostly known other Ceros I have served with. You are unique to my experiences.”
He had been smiling, but when I dropped his pants to pool on his feet, his smile faded.
I cocked my head, looking him over and trying to discern what had happened. When I could see nothing amiss, I had to ask, “Is something wrong?”
“This is usually when I have to talk about my leg.”
“You wish to discuss your leg? The mechanical one?”
“Yeah. I mean, no, I don’t want to talk about it, but most guys do. The last guy I was with, he… Um…”
Though I did not enjoy knowing of the other males who had mated my Quincy, I could see that something bothered him about the encounter and did not want to repeat the issue in my ignorance. “What happened?”
He looked defiantly up at me, face tight and brows low. “He didn’t want to see anything, so he made me keep my pants up enough to cover it all.”
“I want to see all of you.” And to prove that, I used two claws to cut through his underwear before watching them fall to the floor. “You should be naked all the time.”
Quincy looked down, up at me, and down again. He started laughing in the most delightful way. It made his stiff pink cock bounce and his sac below it jiggle. There was a short fringe of fur down there that I longed to bury my nose in. As it was, I couldn’t resist drawing the scent in with quick flicks of my tongue.
His laughter cut off as he stared at me. “Why is that so hot?” he whispered.
“What is hot?”
“That thing with your tongue.”
“I am tasting your scent. It provides a deeper appreciation of every nuance than when I simply use my nose.” I tugged him close, pressing us together. Quincy made an adorable squeaky noise before his eyelashes fluttered as I thrust my cock up and down against his. “You smell like you need a thorough mating.”
His eyes were incredibly wide. “Is your… Is your cock moving by itself?”
“It is.” I smirked with pride. “Would you like to feel it do that inside you?”
Quincy’s mouth popped open and then he was nodding. “I— Yeah. Yes.”
Consent secured, I happily picked him up and returned to the couch. I sat and kept him on my lap, though I did have to assist him in removing his clothing from his ankles and then his shoes and socks. I couldn’t resist running one hand all over his lightly furry leg while I palmed his asscheek with my other hand. He was full and firm, and just this much touching had him panting. Did he not receive enough physical attention? I would shower him with my touch from now on so that he would always feel satisfied.
“Are you self-lubricating, too?” he asked as he took my cock in his hand. His casual grip was not nearly enough sensation, so I thrust through his fist several times. “Oh fuck, that’s amazing.”
I made myself withdraw my cock from his hand and retreat back into its concealing pouch. The restriction made me groan, but I quickly let my cock out again, now freshly slicked. “The lubrication is within, and it is abundant when I’m aroused.”
Quincy nodded, staring at my glistening blue cock. “How do you want me?”
I leaned back and scooted forward until my ass was nearly off the couch cushion under it. The position made room enough for Quincy to remain on top of me. He seemed to understand his mission because he got up on his knees and moved closer.
“Wait,” I said when he made to insert me into his ass. “Let me prepare you first.”
He paused and watched me dip a finger into my pouch beside the base of my cock. Wet now from tip to knuckle, I reached behind him and painted his crease with slick. Quincy arched his back, thrusting his ass out for me, and I found his hole. I watched the pleasure play across his face as I teased my way inside him slowly. He may have been experienced enough to take me without preparation, but that he allowed me to play was a bonus for us both. I eased in and out of his tight passage and watched the way his eyelids fell to half-closed, his mouth open as he moaned for me.
Quincy started rocking back onto my finger, driving me deeper. “Come on. Ugh! Please? Fuck me.”
Ready to comply, I gripped my cock where it waited between us and guided it to his waiting hole. I was far bigger than one finger, so I went slowly, watching him for any discomfort.
I quickly discovered that my mate was not one to wait for his pleasure.
Quincy lifted and fell, forcing himself to open up and let me in. He bit his bottom lip and groaned at the ceiling, his fingers scratching against the scales on my chest. I was having trouble keeping my eyes open, the sensation of his heat and the grip of his body so very overwhelming. When I felt as though I could move without harming him given how much he had already accepted, I held his hips still and let my cock thrust.
“Oh fuck,” he hollered and grabbed at my shoulders. “It’s moving!”
I chuckled at his awed and pleasured expression as I slowly eased him down, aiming for him to sit fully on my groin. My cock could move several inches, but I wanted to be as deep inside him as I could be. Again, Quincy didn’t wait long, and when he sat, he moaned and leaned forward to rest against me.
“Fucking fuck, you’re big.”
And he’d taken all of me. Mates truly were perfectly made for each other.
I was claiming my mate. As my cock thrust inside him, I held Quincy against my chest and felt his cock leaking on my abdomen. We moaned in sync with each other, hands roaming, and it was the best sexual experience of my life. It wasn’t adventurous or athletic, but just a simple mating that meant so much. He was mine, and I was his.
That he wasn’t aware of this was something I happily allowed to slip my mind as I felt his fingers touch where we were joined. When he sat up and grasped his cock in his hand, I watched transfixed as he pleasured himself in time to my cock’s thrusting within him. What a beautiful sight! He fought to fly higher as I struggled to keep watching, the both of us desperate for our climax.
When his tight ass spasmed and his cock spattered my chest in white, I managed to keep staring at his beauty as I came deep inside him. Flushed pink, mouth open on an ecstatic yell, and his entire body straining, Quincy Boone was male perfection. And he was mine.
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