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

screen moved in front of her to show more images of Salvatt in the steaming pool of water, his shimmering body on display for her hungry eyes.
    She slid the syringe toward her slick sex, taking a sharp breath as she pushed it inside. The image of Salvatt's face grew larger on the screen. It seemed to consume her whole, and black out every other thought she'd ever had.
    The syringe hit her g-spot as she pushed the lever to release the semen. It shot hard against her womb, filling her with heat. She threw her head back as she came again, her body throbbing around the syringe. She pulled it away, Salvatt's seed deep inside her now.
    She felt faint and flushed. Her head was spinning. Gasping, she sat up on the side of the table. She stood, the hot semen flowing down her leg and dripping on the floor. Heat pricked at her chest and she couldn't breathe. She gasped for air, her mind fuzzy like a fever dream, and she tripped against the table.
    “What's happening?”
    “The Draconian DNA is having an unexpected effect on your body. Your vital signs are spiking. Remain calm. Help is coming.”
    Celeste grabbed a swath of fabric hanging by the shower and wrapped it around her body before she buckled at the knees and fell to the floor. The Draconian medic rushed into the room, picked her up, and carried her into the next room where he placed her on the bed. He scanned her with his medical wands without speaking.
    Soon, her heart rate slowed and her breathing returned to normal. She took a deep breath and tried to sit up. The medic put his hand to her chest, keeping her immobile.
    “Please remain still,” the medic said. “You've had an adverse reaction to the artificial insemination. I've controlled the reaction. But you must rest.”
    “Is there something wrong?” Celeste asked.
    She couldn't help but feel like she had just conceived a child with her fated mate. What had happened during the insemination process was more powerful than anything she’d ever experienced.
    “We will know if the seed takes soon. I suggest you rest while the ship begins its journey toward the wormhole. Try to sleep. We will be ready to jump to the Draconian system by the time I can test you for pregnancy hormones.”
    “Alright. I guess I'll hang out here. Is there any food in this place?”
    “The kitchen should be stocked with foods commonly enjoyed by human females of your age. If you require something else, a replicator has been provided,” the medic said.
    He started for the door, and she was relieved to be left alone. She wanted to put on pajamas and get comfortable, but she didn't have anything to wear. She slid from the bed, holding the sheet around her as she walked toward the closet door. Pulling it open, she found it filled with clothes.
    It was a wardrobe full of the latest in human fashions and latest Draconian styles. The women back on Draconia preferred long, draping robes with bold color patterns on flowing fabrics.
    Celeste pulled a stunning Draconian formal gown from the closet. It was exquisite, and cut for her human size. She gasped, gripping the towel around her body. After putting the gown back on the rack, she looked around for pajamas. She found them in a drawer in back of the closet. A pair of red plaid flannels pjs called out to her so she grabbed them and slid them on. They felt like a dream after her ordeal, and she let out a soft purr of appreciation.
    “Bedtime sequence,” she told the room's holocom system as she walked back to the bed.
    She slid under the covers with a sigh. Tomorrow she would find out if she was pregnant. Only yesterday she had been half-considering a life of solitude; tomorrow she could have everything she had ever wanted.
    Celeste woke as the lights slowly crept up to mimic the sunrise. When her eyes parted, she almost forgot where she was. She gasped at the sight of space outside her window and jumped from bed, her heart racing. She looked around, recognition returning more with each breath.