Dominated by the Dragon

Dominated by the Dragon

A former super soldier turned dragon demon must choose between his soul mate and saving the world from a nuclear winter.

The British army’s nuclear testing bonded a dragon into Flynn Hemsworth’s soul. Military scientists vivisected and tortured him until he escaped two years later. Although he’s never aged, he’s been alone and on the run for almost six decades. When he prevents a naked woman from being the prize lot in a coven’s slave auction, he realizes she has an unexplored submissive streak.

Hope Mathews—a sassy blonde with killer keyboard skills—is a strong independent woman. When Flynn prevents her being sold to a demon, she discovers she enjoys spankings and light bondage.

Together Hope and Flynn must shut down a coven of black magicians, rescue kidnapped demons, and stop a black ops nuclear missile hitting the UK. Even if they manage all that, Hope’s the granddaughter of a billionaire while Flynn’s still on the run from the military who want to dissect him again. Can they find common ground and build a life together?

Reader Advisory: Contains explicit language, a virginal heroine who discovers she enjoys spanking and bondage. Add in some serious dragon demon loving, light the blue touch paper, stand back, and watch the sparks fly.

PUBLISHER NOTE: Paranormal BDSM Romance – 63,094 words. BDSM, Exhibitionism, Orgies and Spanking.

♥♥♥♥ Red-Hot Romance

63,094 words (149 pages)

Doms of Dragon Island 1


She wanted him to teach her about sex and seduction, to make her body submit to his darkest desires. He ran his free hand down her spine, slowly, softly, teasing her until… What is happening here? I’m squished up against his cock and moaning like a whore. “Take your hands off me.”

His palm landed on her bare buttocks, making her thrash and squeal. He increased the pressure on the small of her back, pinning her in place. “You’re going nowhere until you calm down and listen.”

Callous Bastard. How dare he! No one manhandled her like this. Hope felt his dick pulse and grow, and she … liked it. He was hung like a freaking dragon, maybe because he was one. Bill, her verbally abusive ex, could have sung castrato compared to him, but that didn’t give this monster free rein to assault her. Determined to break free, she raked her nails down his calf and tried to sink her teeth into his leg.

His hand came down on her bare behind again. “Well, little girl, I’m waiting.”

Sharp pain made her ass sting as he landed another slap on her tender butt cheeks. She yelped and thrashed against him. Despite her cheeks burning with anger, her pussy grew damper still.How embarrassing is this, and how can I be so turned on?

Her buttocks burned hotter than her cheeks and still he smacked her ass. Feet kicking like a swimmer sprinting for the finish, Hope stiffened her legs. Somehow, when she tried to stand, she ended up on tiptoe, her sore ass high in the air. He ran his hand over it, soothing where he’d spanked. As a powerful, modern-day woman, she wanted to hate the feel of his hand on her bare skin. Only, she didn’t. That didn’t make her any less angry, though. She’d make him pay for this once he released her.

Pinned in place, she gasped when his erection swelled again. She wondered if it tasted as good as it felt. She wanted to suck it between her lips and run her tongue along it until he shuddered and moaned.

Slap. His hand landed so hard she grit her teeth and winced. Her breath came out with an “Ugh.”

She blushed, partly from desire, partly from the way her blanket poncho rode up and bared her bottom. She gave her derriere a pert wiggle she thought might entice him to… No! She wasn’t easy, but damn, she was eager.

She struggled to regain her dignity—too late—and ignored the liquid heat of her arousal pooling between her legs. Finally, she admitted defeat and forced herself to lay still. “Okay, I’m sorry. Now get off me. Gramps won’t pay you a penny if you hurt me.”

He landed a final slap on her buttocks, more playful than punishing, then he stroked his hand between her legs. “What’s a little spanking between friends?”

His fingers came away coated with her hot, sticky cream. Sparks of excitement flowed through her blood, building her unspoken desires. Then, as quickly as he’d upended her across his knee, he released her.

She jumped upright, staggered, and almost fell. He moved faster than she’d thought possible and looped his arm around her waist. She almost sighed at his touch. His touch set her body tingling, and for an instant, she forgot the pain in her buttocks and the constant itch of brimstone on her skin. Rather than meet Flynn’s gaze, she swallowed, kept her eyes downcast, and backed away. Great. Now I’m staring at his crotch.

He grinned and raised his sticky fingers to his lips. “My dragon wants a taste.”

She should look away, but she’d never seen anything so sexy as this hot guy licking her juices from his fingers. Her throat dried, and again she flicked her tongue over her lips. Finally, she felt calm enough to speak without her voice shaking. “I won’t fight you if you promise not to hurt Krystal or me.”

He nodded and took another step back. “Look, Lady, I’m an honest bounty hunter, and I’ve been paid to keep you safe. It’d be a damn sight easier if you weren’t so sexy.”

Her? Sexy? Bill had called her a beanpole, too frigid to give him decent head. He’d used harsh words and cold body language to keep her out of his bed. She’d never told anyone how eager she’d been for his touch, but the bastard had pushed her away.

Flynn had muscles of iron and the speed of a supersonic missile. He could snap her in two as easily as he would a breadstick, but when his gaze meshed with hers, she saw desire in his eyes. Around him, she felt feminine and sexy, and while she’d die before she admitted it, she desired him right back.

He’s as strong as he is sexy, and God help me, I like it. Damn it, next thing I’ll simper and call him Sir.

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