1 comments/ 31803 views/ 6 favorites Love Renewed By: Draconia69 It was late at night when she got home from work; as usual she looked around before completely settling onto her roof. When she saw that the coast was clear she landed and as she folded her wings about her she returned to human form. A sleeping bird stirred in its nest and made her pause in her path to her roof door, "Who's there?" She could certainly feel someone there, but her keen eyes and strong nose could not place anything out of the ordinary. Little did she know another dragon was lurking in the shadows of the treetops. He watched her as she looked around cautiously, 'That's right little one, there is someone here,' he thought. How he had watched her every night, following her home and then hiding until she fell asleep. "Soon, I will reveal myself to you and you will be mine. But not yet, you are not ready my little queen." He had been working with her for the past 3 years, and known her all her life. They had grown up together, explored each other, and helped each other. She had been his before, but he loved her so much that he couldn't give her the attention and love she craved, he was ready now and she would be his again. The moon was high as Erin peered into the darkness beyond her little cottage. 'I know I shouldn't fly home but the cool air is so relaxing. If only I had someone to share it with.' She thought as she pulled her jacket tighter around her full bosom. Then, she spotted him, he was almost perfectly hidden from her sight, and there was an odd familiarity to his presence. Still, it angered her and she revealed her true form with a deafening roar of anger. Then she took flight to capture her peeping tom. "Well Shit," he muttered as he flew up, making himself more visible. He flew towards her back-winging to show his undersides in a show of submission. She neared him and roared at him as she started to turn back towards her roof. He followed her and landed on the roof beside her, changing into his human shape before she turned around. "Who the hell," she started to scream at him as she turned around, "Scott!" "Hello, love," he smiled as she to him. "What are you doing here?" she questioned. "I have come to reclaim you my queen," he answered her huskily as he drew her in and kissed her deeply, their tongues entwining with passion. With that he lead her into the cottage and to her room. He quietly undressed her, kissing every spot of skin as it was revealed. As he was kissing her he sent chills all down her spine from her head to the tip of her toes. "Scott... I'm getting so wet," she whispered breathlessly. He rose his head from the crest of her erect nipple, which stood out like a little spear and kissed her deeply, letting his tongue connect with hers. They kissed with a passion that surpassed any that they had ever felt before. He broke the kiss and started kissing her cheeks, moving to nibble and bite her neck. She responded to him with a low growl, grinding her hips into him, feeling his pulsing member growing hard beneath his restraining pants. She slowly slid her hands down his chest, unbuttoning his shirt and removing it before she slid her left hand inside his pants to fondle his large, pulsing cock. With her right hand she undid his belt and jeans, letting them fall to the floor all the while stroking him, massaging him to a hardness he had never been before. He undid her jeans and backed her slowly to her bed, making them step out of their hinder-some pants. As they reached the bed, he gently laid her down, spreading her legs and moving his wanting lips to her seat of passion. He breathed in deeply, inhaling her scent. It drove him crazy, and with animalistic ferociousness he ripped off her delicate panties, revealing her sopping wet pussy. She reached her hand to him but he snapped at it, growling at her as he pinned her arms down in a show of dominance. He was in total control of her. He inhaled her intoxicating scent once more before plunging down to feed upon her sweet juices. She let out a slow moan as he licked her gash from clit to ass and back again, stopping only to suck and nibble on her hard little clit. He reached his hands around her back and grabbed a large handful and pulled her harshly towards him sinking his tongue deep inside her love hole. She couldn't hold back anymore, she screamed as waves of ecstasy rolled through her body. She soaked his face in her cum. When her climax subsided, she managed to grab a handful of his soft, dark hair. She forced his head back, growling at him. "Now! I.... need.... you.... NOW!!!" she hissed. Pulling him up, she pushed him over onto his back and positioned herself above him. She continued to growl at him as she lunged towards his neck for a quick bite as she slid down his rigid shaft, forcing him all the way inside her. She remained attached to his neck as she started rocking slowly on his humongous cock. She tasted his blood on her tongue, sending waves of warmth and splendor down her spine. She rocked faster and started to slide up and town his shaft in time with the rocking. The biting mixed with her rocking and raw energy was rendering him helpless. She stopped biting him and crushed her mouth onto his, forcing her tongue almost to his throat, letting him taste his own blood. They started to tremble as they began to climb towards climax as one. Deafening roars filled the room as they reached climax, biting and clawing at each other as wave after wave hit them, his seed shooting deep inside her, filling her womb. Slowly the waves receded and they collapsed in a heap on her bed. "I love you my dear queen," Scott. "I love you too, my king," she replied sleepily as she slid off of him and nestled her head into the hollow between his chin and his chest. "Sleep, love. I will see you in the morning," he whispered, kissing her hair before dozing off himself. Love Renewed She couldn't believe what all that she had lived through in the past year. Nyla St. John sat at her desk thinking about all the awful things that had happened to her, wondering if it wasn't for the work of God would she still be here on earth. It was the anniversary of her long divorce and she couldn't help but think about the man who had caused so much trouble in her life. Nyla remembered clearly the first time they had met, it had been at a ball for charity. Shawn Peters had been the finest man she had seen in her life. He stood 6'2, dark caramel skin, light brown eyes, thick kissable lips, and the most toned body any woman could ask for in a man. They had dated six months before he'd asked her to marry him. Shawn had wined and dined Nyla and treated her like a queen, she couldn't ask for anything else; she had the perfect man. Their wedding was the most talked about wedding in the black community, with them both having high powered jobs. Shawn was an attorney and she was as successful investment banker; both had their own firms; they were a power couple. As Nyla remembered the good times she also remembered the bad. Nyla had come home one day later than usual, and her day had been stressful all she wanted to do was take a hot bath and go to bed. She didn't know that Shawn was home so she started taking her clothes off and immediately walked into bathroom to take her bath. As she bent to turn the faucets she heard foot steps behind her. Nyla turn around and spotted Shawn in the middle of the bathroom, staring at her. "Hey baby I didn't know you were home I didn't see your car." She said walking toward him. The minute she got within arms length of him he took is big hand and slapped her across the face. "Don't act like I don't what been up to, you fat bitch, I know you been fucking around on me!" Shawn screamed as she skidded across the floor. "W...WH...what are you talking about?" Nyla asked slowly getting up. "You fat black ugly bitch you know what I'm talking about, don't act like you don't." he yelled. He grabbed her and slammed her against the floor kicking her in the stomach. "You were out late fucking some otha nigga and not me, well I'll teach you not to be fucking wit me!" he said repeatedly kicking and slapping her. Nyla couldn't do anything but try to fight back, but the more she tried the harder he hit and kicked her. She heard something crack before she finally became unconscious. Nyla sat at her desk crying remembering how Shawn, the supposed love of her life, almost beat her to death. She later found out that she had been pregnant, and that she had lost the baby, but what made it worse was while she had laid in floor a bloody mess Shawn had raped her. She would have died if had not been for Miss Elli who had come into the house with her emergency key when she'd heard Nyla's screams. Miss Elli a portly 65 year old woman had knocked Shawn over the head with her baseball bat. That was more than a year ago. Even though Shawn had been serving time in jail for attempted murder and rape he had still given her a run for her money when she had filed for divorce. Since he was a high powered attorney he had lots of connections, but not enough. He had lost his firm and all of his connections after they had found out what he had done to his wife. Nyla had let his partners buy his share of the firm, and she'd kept everything else. She was now worth millions of dollars. All of that trouble was behind her now and she was moving on with her life. ************************** Tyler Adams stood in the doorway of Nyla's office watching her cry, as a myriad of emotions crossed her faced. Still, she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. She was dark chocolate in color, obsidian eyes, high check bones, and from the looks of it she had at least a size sixteen figure. Tyler loved his women with meat on their bones. Everyone knew what had happened to her, and people still couldn't believe she had the courage to come back to work after only four months away. Tyler wondered why a person would do something like that to another human being. He and Nyla had been really close friends until she had gotten married; Tyler had sensed Shawn's dislike of him since the moment they had been introduced. So he had just backed off and chalked it up as Shawn being territorial about his woman, because if he had a woman as beautiful as Nyla he wouldn't want a man, even it was her best friend, around her all the time. Nyla was jerked out of her reverie by two quick knocks on her office door. When she looked up it was tall and sexy Tyler Adams. She had always thought that he was sexy since meeting him her freshman year at Howard University. Tyler was a dark pecan color with the most amazing hazel eyes she had ever seen. He had once told her he got his eyes from his Italian and black grandmother. Tyler was also the tallest man she had ever seen other than on a basketball court, he was 6'5. Nyla quickly wiped the tears from her face as Tyler walked though the door. "Why the long face and tears?" he asked taking a seat across from her in a muted pink soft leather chair. "I was just thinking about how my life has changed so much in the last two years. It still amazes me that what happened to me really did happen and it was not just a dream that I can wake up from, ya know." She said pouring her heart out to the only person she trusted outside of family. "Miss St. John you have come along way, don't let bad thoughts discourage you from going on." Tyler said moving around her desk to bend and give her a friendly hug. As he hugged her though he wasn't thinking friendly thoughts about her; the thoughts he were thinking were triple x rated. What is the matter with you? He thought as stood still with a hand on her shoulder. She is in need of friendly companionship, not, I want to have sex with you companionship!! When Tyler hugged her she had chills all up and down her spine. That was when she realized that she was attracted to him, her longtime best friend and study buddy. He smelled so good when he bent to hug her she had to catch herself before she audibly inhaled his masculine scent. Nyla hadn't been attracted to a man for almost a year. After her rape, she hadn't even wanted to look at another man; not even her father or two brothers. When they had walked into her hospital room she had screamed bloody murder as they tried to console her. Even now, even though she knew that Tyler was not Shawn, and she was attracted to him, she was getting nervous with having his hand on her shoulder. As he went to removed his hand from her he felt her body start to shake thinking she was going to cry again he reached his other arm over her to grab a tissue for her, and as his body started leaning over she couldn't think about anything else but the fact that he was close to her and that he might hurt her. Even though her conscious mind knew that he wouldn't, her subconscious mind did not and she screamed trying to slap him away from her body. When the scream first hit his ears Tyler retracted immediately to see what had happened to make Nyla scream the way she had. She was shaking when she moved away and all he could do was pull her into his arms and promise her that every thing would be okay. "Shhhh, baby every thing is going to be alright I won't let anybody hurt you ever again." He whispered in her ear as she hesitated then took a death grip on his rock solid body. "Why did this have to happen to me why? All I did was try to be a good person!" She wailed as her body shook even harder with the violent sobs. Tyler was glad that it was after hours and nobody was there so that she could get what was on her chest out without an audience. "Every time I go to sleep I see him walking into that bathroom and slapping me, and then I try to wake up knowing there is more to come that I don't want to relive, but it is as if someone is playing a joke on me and wants me to relive night after night my worst nightmare. I just want it to be over." She whispered in an eerily calm manner. After a while she calmed down and Tyler just stayed there rocking her back and forth until she was totally together. When he finally let go, Nyla felt lonely as the heat of his big body faded away. "How about I follow you home and we order take out and watch a movie, then that way neither one of us will be alone." He asked cautiously, giving her a crooked sexy smile that made her immediately feel at ease. "That would be fine, I would love to."