Fire Dragon's Baby (Dragon Shifter Scifi Alien Romance) (Elemental Dragons Book 1) Read Online Free PDF Page A

exploded with moving images of Salvatt doing all kinds of things.
    Salvatt fighting. Salvatt in sleek red dragon form, flying above a volcano on Galaton. His muscular dragon body, powerful and dominant in the scene. Salvatt on his obsidian throne. Salvatt shirtless in a crystal pool, droplets dripping down his muscled chest, his eyes hooded and gazing right at her. There was fire behind the black globes of his eyes. She could see it.
    She stared at the images of Salvatt, as she rubbed the cream on her skin. She felt her body rise with heat. She came alive with an electric thrill that radiated outward from her core.
    She gasped and her nipples tightened. The images of her mate told the story of who he was. His fierce drive. His battled-hardened muscles. The hidden moments of joy and playfulness. She knew him now. Longing for him gripped her heart, and the ache in her core tightened.
    “Salvatt,” she said, feeling their connection spring up inside her.
    All the years in the orphanage. All the years in college and working at the lab, she'd never felt truly attached to anyone. Now, she could feel a deep, true attachment to Salvatt. It made her want to weep with joy.
    She pushed off the ledge and ducked under the water, rinsing off all the soapy cream. When she emerged, she felt like she was a new woman. She filled her lungs with air and pulled herself up out of the water.
    “After the bath, you will apply more mating cream,” the AI said.
    The images of Salvatt disappeared, and she looked at herself in the mirror. Her long auburn hair fell around her curvy frame. The look in her eyes gave away how she felt. A lone still image of Salvatt remained on the mirror. She stepped forward, touching her fingertips to his image on the screen.
    “Can this be real, Salvatt Dorr?” she asked the image.
    “Applying dryer fan,” the AI stated.
    Fans started above, blowing the remaining water from her skin.
    “Please apply the mating cream evenly over your entire body,” the AI stated.
    She lifted the cloudy glass bottle and dug her fingers into the thick white cream. It was smooth and silky on her fingers with a slightly different texture than the shampoo version. She rubbed it between her palms, taking in the subtle scent. She found it inexplicably alluring as she rubbed it on her naked flesh. With every caress of her curves, she grew more aroused.
    Celeste had rubbed it all over herself, everywhere but her aching core. She longed to feel her slick fingers over her need. But she resisted, not wanting to push herself to the brink. Salvatt was a universe away. There was no one here to fulfill her.
    “Please apply cream to sexual organs,” the AI stated.
    “I guess there's no avoiding it,” she whispered, scooping another dollop of lotion onto her fingers.
    She slid them between her thighs, pressing her fingertips against her lips. Her nipples tightened, and she pressed the lotion against her swollen clit. She groaned, as her body spasmed with release. The orgasm hit her hard, making her knees go weak as she stood naked before the mirror. She grasped the marble counter top, catching her breath as her head swam and her body clenched.
    “Oh my God, I was not expecting that.”
    “You are now ready for insemination,” the AI stated as a padded bench slid out from the counter. “Please recline on the provided table and spread your legs.”
    “Wait a minute. How is this semen getting inside me?” she asked.
    She sincerely did not want to be impregnated by the AI.
    The AI lifted a mechanical arm out of the wall. It settled in front of her face, holding a rubber syringe.
    “I can inject the semen for your convenience. Or you may perform it manually. Whichever is your preference.”
    “I'd rather do it myself,” she muttered.
    “Very well. Please recline on the table, spread your legs, and inject this syringe.”
    “Who says romance is dead?” she said, holding the rubber syringe.
    She settled down onto the padded table. The