Dragon's Redemption - Signed Paperback

Kidnapped by the monster that haunts our village, I find myself tasked to nurse my captor back to health. I should hate him, but the more I touch my dragon captor, the more I want him to touch me.


Eldrin was just a simple shop boy until he came home one night to find the Beast of Bourveil Thicket threatening his master. In a courageous attempt to save his master, Eldrin offers himself up as payment, promising to help the Beast with his festering wounds. However, it quickly becomes clear that there's chemistry between them.

Zoth is trapped in his dragon form, his parents dead long before they could teach him to control the beast within. After a scuffle with the local guards, he's left wounded and in need of help. Thanks to his reputation, his only choice is threats. However, when a young beautiful druid appears, offering his aid, Zoth can't help but steal him away, hoping something will come of it.

Will this odd pair overcome their differences or will the world tear them apart?

WARNING: This spicy shifter fantasy romance contains jaw-dropping twists, kidnapping, forced proximity, size difference, enemies to lovers, sizzling love scenes, special peen, a vivid fantasy world, and a happily ever after that will leave you speechless. It should only be read by those who like their dragons grumpy and their druids sassy!

Chapter One: Zoth
The transformation magic was wearing out, but I still hadn’t cum yet. I gripped the courtesan’s hips tighter, increasing the speed of my pounding. Flesh slapped together, the man in front of me moaning like a bitch into the pillow. I couldn’t tell if he was enjoying it or not, but it didn’t matter. He’d been paid well for his service and was a means to an end. Besides, he should count himself lucky. My spell made my body look and feel human. If I were in my true form with ridges and scales running down my cock, he probably wouldn’t be as comfortable.
Or maybe he’d like it more. I didn’t know, and I didn’t care. What mattered right now was cumming. That’s what I paid for, and that’s what I was going to get.
Digging my fingers into his hips, I increased my speed, the sound of our flesh slapping together filling the room as the bed banged against the wall. I didn’t care who heard me. It was the middle of the day anyway. Anybody who was trying to sleep at that hour could suck my left nut. The man in front of me gripped the sheets; his fists balled up as he pushed his face further and further into the pillow. The sound of his moans filling the room made me even harder, stroking my ego in all the right ways.
“You like that, don’t you?” I growled, a smirk forming on my lips. “Such a needy little bitch.”
I wasn’t sure if his moans were involuntary or confirmation, but I took it as the latter. The more he made noise, the more it turned me on. I felt his hole tense, his body shaking under my grasp. The friction doubled between us, and I reached down, grabbing a fist full of his hair and pulling him backward. His moans doubled in volume, the pillow no longer stifling him. His back arched gracefully as my thick cock plunged into his willing hole over and over again. I could feel my own orgasm building at last, my thrusts growing erratic as I neared the edge.
But before I got there, the courtesan cried out, thick ropes of cum splashing over the bed linens as he came involuntarily. His hole pulsed around my shaft, driving me over the edge at last. My abs tensed as my balls drew up, and with one final thrust, I slammed my cock home, filling his guts with my seed. Wave after wave of pleasure filled my body, each as little smaller than the last as I emptied my balls at last.
With a final sigh, I slipped out of him, letting him collapse on the bed in a heap of sweat, cum, and sex. I took a step back, leaning against the foot of the bed to look at my handiwork. If there was one thing that I liked more than anything, it was seeing how I left men shaking after having my way with them. Reaching down, I scooped up a towel hanging over the bedframe and wiped myself down. I’d grab a bath later once I got back. But right now, I needed to move. The magic keeping me in human form would fade soon, and I didn’t want to get caught without it. I could only do it once a day for an hour or so, and I was fairly certain I had only minutes left.
However, no sooner had the thought entered my mind than I felt the shift begin. Glancing down, I watched as the half-hard cock I was wiping off with the towel thickened, the base of the shaft turning back to black before fading to a fiery red as it neared the tip. Ridges and scaly skin covered it, and I felt the long line of rounded nubs on the underside form once more. My hands had a similar coloration, the scales and claws forming. Even my clothes shifted to accommodate my much larger dragon form. I remained humanoid in shape, but as I glanced in the mirror, I saw the long snout, horns, and spines that marked me as the monster I was.
And, of course, that was the moment the courtesan decided to turn around.
His eyes grew wide, his mouth open in a silent scream as he tried to find his voice. I dropped the towel, placing my palm over his lips and pressing him to the bed before he could cry out. The fear in his expression was delicious, but I didn’t want it to bring the entire city of Bourveil down upon me.
“Be quiet, or I’ll make sure you’re quiet forever, got it?” I hissed, my voice nearly an octave lower than it had been a moment ago. “You provided me a service, and I plan to pay you for it. Do you understand?”
I could feel his hot breath against my hand and nearly hear his racing heart in his chest. The man was scared for his life. And, I supposed, he should have been. It wasn’t every day that someone came face to face with the Beast of Bourveil Thicket and lived to tell the tale.
“Look, here’s your money,” I said, reaching into my pouch and producing five gold coins. “More than three times what we agreed on.” I tossed it to the bed, the metal jangling as it landed on the sheets next to him. “Keep quiet, and I will leave peacefully, okay?”
Slowly I removed my hand, making sure not to pull it too far away at first. He didn’t scream immediately, and I began to relax, giving him a little more space.
“See?” I said. “No harm done.”
“B-but didn’t you k-kill all those m-men l-last winter?” the courtesan stuttered.
“Sure did,” I replied, slipping my dragon cock away and buttoning up my pants. “That’s what happens when you enter my home without asking.”
“And b-burned the f-farms?”
“Oh, that was just for fun,” I smiled, exposing my rows of sharp fangs. “Sometimes I get the itch to start a fire now and then.” I finished buckling my belt and placed both my hands on the bed, leaning down close to him. “Sometimes, I sneak into town and steal things. And sometimes those things are people….” I traced a thick black claw across his cheek. “Especially delicious little morsels like you.”
I felt him shudder under my touch, and I couldn’t help but smile.
“W-will I… Will I become a m-monster t-too?”
I couldn’t help but laugh. “Maybe,” I replied, giving him a small wink. “You’re filled with enough dragon cum to turn any man into a beast.” I watched his eyes grow even wider. “But I think you’ll be okay. It’s not a blue moon tonight, and that’s the only time the curse can be transferred.”
Watching his emotions run the gamut was deeply entertaining as I fed him lie after lie. I’d been going to town for sex for years, and not a single one of them had turned into dragon shifters. But every single one that had seen my true form asked the same damn questions. It was almost starting to get boring.