Shield [New World Book 1] by C.L. Scholey

in. Massive birds like dark blue-gray pterodactyls flew overhead. Red ferns grew waist high. The air was warmer. A slight mist rose from the water’s edge. Grace stepped away from Rask then gasped. She was nude.
    “Rask, my clothes,” she yelped.
    He gave her a predatory leer.
    “This is my dream now.” He winked.
    Rask took her hand and led her to the water. It was clear and cool and refreshing. Grace turned in his arms when they were almost completely submerged. His fangs were showing until he dipped his head for a kiss. Their tongues danced. Rask trailed his lips down her throat to her shoulder. He lifted her higher so she could wrap her legs around his waist and he suckled first one breast then the other. Grace let her head tilt back. When he settled her onto his penis, he was hard and thick. Grace welcomed his entry.
    “Oh,” she groaned. “I’ve never dreamed of having sex. I can feel everything.”
    Rask chuckled. “That’s because we’re having sex in our bed while we have it here.”
    “We’re really doing it? On the bed?”
    “Yes. But this is much more enjoyable.”
    “I think you’d feel good anywhere,” Grace panted. “I’ve never been so connected to anyone before.”
    “Don’t your males dream of their mates?”
    Rask lifted her hips and gently pulled her down.
    “Maybe some, but I’m guessing not like this,” she replied.
    “Too bad for them,” Rask muttered.
    Grace tossed her head back and cried out when she came. Rask sank his teeth into her neck. Grace went limp. Rask turned her over and bent her forward over the pool’s edge. He remained deeply buried within her. Grace could feel him grow inside her. She gasped. He wasn’t hurting her, but she felt every inch. He was always very tender when he became engorged. His rocking against her was rhythmic. Grace could actually feel his cock expanding as it filled with his seed. He worked his fingers to her clit and rubbed her. Grace could feel her climax building again. He pumped until every inch of him filled with his seed. It was surprising how long he was able to last. As relaxed as she was her orgasm was blissful. Rask roared loudly when he came and slumped over her.
    Grace felt a chuckle build. “Same time tomorrow night, handsome?” she asked cheekily.
    When he turned her in his arms, his look was sober.
    “I will save you from your dreams from now on,” he said seriously. “Now that I know you have no dream control, I will wait until you fall asleep then follow you.”
    “You are the most amazing male I have ever met,” Grace said.
    Rask pulled her from the water and led her to a soft mound of ferns. They lay down together. Her head rested on his shoulder.
    “Close your eyes and rest,” he said. “While I am here I am resting, but I sense how weary you are. You are safe in my dream.”
    “Will I stay in your dream?”
    “Yes. I’ll make certain you do.”
    For the second time that night, Grace closed her eyes with a smile on her face.
    * * * *
    The next morning Grace sat in the eating room with Rask. Stacie and Tosk joined them. Grace was happy when Stacie flashed her a grin. Stacie settled herself close to Tosk. The males in the room eyed the two women openly. Grace could see the confusion on their faces. They knew she and Stacie were female, they knew females mated and it had something to do with their manhood, yet none of them knew how. Rask and Tosk had no intension of telling them. The problem was the males could go into must on the drop of a dime. All had reached their prime. With Stacie and Grace so close and giving off female pheromones things became volatile. Grace had been ready to run when a few men who got a whiff of her came unexpectedly in their pants with yelps of confusion. It would have been comical seeing the discovery of their growing penises for the first time if she hadn’t felt bad for them and worried for herself.
    What Grace didn’t understand was why Rask said the men would know better than