Taming the Beast

“Nice to meet you,” he said, stepping forward. “And this is my friend Mykos.” The dragon exhaled a hot breath in response.

Her mother reached up and moved a piece of hair from her face. “Are they treating you well?”

“Everything is good.”

Javelin was relieved to hear her answer. He wasn’t sure she would want to return after visiting her family. Sitting behind her in close proximity for the ride had caused his body to vibrate with desire and he wanted it to continue. He was happy to have the vibrations from Mykos for cover and glad he’d been able to angle his hips slightly, preventing the massive erection from poking her for most of the trip.

“That moss is growing in the greenhouse,” June told her proudly. “We won’t have to find gold anymore or touch smugglers if we cultivate it correctly.”

“Smugglers?” her mother asked with an expression of horror.

“A story for another day, Mom,” Madeleine explained.

“You can come home now, right?”

Madeleine looked over at Javelin. “Guess I didn’t think that far ahead.” He was busy chatting with her father and hadn’t heard their conversation. “Maybe you can cultivate it a little slower,” she whispered to her sister.

June shook her finger at Madeleine. “What are you up to?”

“Hopefully, something naughty.”

“You mean you’d want to stay even if we don’t need the gold?”

“I do. I know it sounds crazy, but I want to see where this goes.

“I don’t think that’s crazy at all. There’s something about them and … oh my hotness, those human bodies.”

“I know. They’re all built like that, June. ALL of them.”

June glanced at Mykos and nodded approvingly. “I can only imagine.”

They spent most of the day touring the colony. Javelin was impressed with the ambition behind the project even if it didn’t have the desired quality in the end. “You have a good foundation to build on here,” he said. “I’m sure our two groups can think of solutions to benefit us all.” He didn’t mind the stares and was happy to answer any questions asked of him. “I didn’t realize my tribe had been so reclusive. We should have done a better job as cultural ambassadors.”

“So, we start now,” Madeleine said. “Dragon rides for everyone.”

“That’s not a bad idea,” he said with a laugh.

“We might end up with even more mixed couplings,” she said, watching him from the corner of her eye.

“Do you think that’s a good idea?”

“If done right. I don’t see how our group will survive in the long run without it. Moss or no moss, we simply need more of us to keep the cycle of life going.”

He bit his lip nervously and asked, “Cycle of life? Do you see yourself participating in that?”

“Having children? I think it’s vitally important, but what do I know? I’m just a servant.”

He caught her smirking when she said it. “And what would the servant like to do next?”

She looked him straight in the eye and said, “Sunscreen.”

“Sunscreen?”

“Yes. I think you’re overdue. You must have tons of scales just begging to be slathered with green goo.”

“So this slathering is for my dragon side?”

“Yes, your better half.”