Dragon Alliance, Book One
(Sci-fi menage M/M/F)
Chelsea is kidnapped from her Melbourne home and taken to an alien planet to be sold at auction. Luckily, she a gets a last-minute reprieve and is rescued by Tarkan and Ari, two sexy male dragon riders. Tarkan and Ari have long resigned themselves to the fact that they will never have a woman of their own. But when Tarkan lays eyes on Chelsea he concocts a plan to ensure she not only commits to them, but will fight for their right to be together.
Excerpt: (Chelsea’s first encounter with a battle dragon)
The dragon was close enough to touch and its head from forehead to chin was longer than Chelsea’s entire body. She wasn’t sure if she was going to faint, scream, throw up—or all three—when she felt a strong, hard body at her back.
“Easy.†Tarkan’s arms wrapped tight around her. “That’s Benmonth. I’ve told him all about you and he’s very curious. He’s never met an Earth woman before.â€
Chelsea leaned back against Tarkan, letting him take her weight as she eyeballed the big, scary, toothy dragon. “So, are we talking curious as in ‘gosh she’s interesting let’s get to know her’ or are we talking ‘gosh she smells good, I wonder what she tastes like and does she come with a dipping sauce?’â€
She felt Tarkan chuckle against her back and Ari moved to stand next to Benmonth, looping his arm under the enormous jaw and leaning all his weight against the dragon. “They don’t eat people,†Ari said.
Chelsea eyed the battle dragon, not at all convinced by that declaration.
Tarkan released her and placed his hand on her lower back, urging her closer. “Benmonth wants to meet you. He promises he’ll be on his best behavior.â€
Uh huh. Was that before or after he swallowed her whole spat out her bones? Tarkan’s pressure on her back didn’t ease, even when she started digging her feet into the sand. As soon as she got close enough Ari grabbed her wrist and placed her hand palm down, right in the middle of Benmonth’s forehead.
Tarkan stepped beside her and rested his hand on her shoulder. “Benmonth will scent you. It’s the dragon equivalent of a handshake and it’s nothing to be frightened about.â€
Her heart hammered and she licked her lips. “What does it involve exactly?â€
“All you have to do is stand there. Benmonth will sniff you, maybe nuzzle a bit and then you’re done.â€
Good god, nothing to it. She took a breath, locked her knees and clamped her mouth shut on the scream she knew was coming. Giving one short nod to let them know she was ready, Chelsea braced herself.
Benmonth scooted back a bit and laid his neck and head on the ground, then he shuffled closer until his nostrils were resting almost on her toes. He sniffed a couple of times, wriggled a bit more and sniffed again—this time in a steady rhythm. Using the skin between his nostrils the way a person would use their hands, he began making his way up her body. He was thorough, slow and very, very careful.
Once Chelsea got over her initial fear and she accepted the fact that she wasn’t going to be dragon food, she actually relaxed into the experience. Benmonth’s touch was soft and his rhythmic snuffles were kind of soothing and—there was no getting around it—the nuzzling was adorable. It shouldn’t have been, it should have been really scary but there was so much puppy in it Chelsea couldn’t resist softening towards the big, black and scaly. Even as she made the admission she knew she was certifiable.
When Benmonth was done Tarkan pulled away. “Benmonth likes you.â€
Ari gave her a big cheesy grin. “And the introductions are over we can fly back to the den. You can mount up between Tarkan and me so you’ll feel safe on your first ride.â€
Ride? Ride? Hell no. No way. “Now wait just a minute. If you think I’m going to climb the dragon mountain and fly off into the sunset, you are completely delusional.†She backed away, ass out as Tarkan held onto her wrist and wouldn’t budge. Then Ari scooped her up and while she was kicking and screaming and begging to be put down, Tarkan climbed up to sit at the junction of Benmonth’s neck and shoulders. Ari adjusted his hold to plaster her back to his front and gripped her like a vice, wrapping one strong leg around hers to stop her from kicking.
Chelsea felt a surge of triumph. These two smartasses weren’t going to get her on Benmonth if Ari had to use both arms and legs to pin her into submission. Then a large gray claw appeared in her peripheral vision, wrapped around them and lifted them into the air. That’s when all the fight went out of her. Too much, too weird, way too far out of her control. She stayed rigid in Ari’s arms while they dangled for a moment in the air before they were placed gently on Benmonth’s back.
The outraged protest died in her throat when she felt Benmonth tense and heave underneath her, his huge wings snapping open as he launched himself skyward. Protest forgotten, all she could do was open her mouth and scream.
Author Bio:
DJ MICHAELS
Books have always been my refuge, a bit (okay, a lot) like an adult cubbyhouse. When real life gets too much—or too little—I can delve into my stories and be utterly transported to places familiar and exotic.
These days I get to create my own worlds chock full of sexy warrior men and strong, capable women. And let’s not forget the dragons.
My cubbyhouse is very cool, the door is always open, and new friends are most welcome.
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