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Dragons’ Mate

Dragons’ Mate

By Beverly Ovalle

Published: Boroughs Publishing Group


They had been searching for their mate, but when they find her she is traumatized and scared to be around strange men. They must get her to accept them before they reveal their true natures. Will their love be strong enough to break down her barriers? Could she truly be destined to love two dragons?

Today Annie’s dragons will shift and fulfill her every desire, which means a fiery threesome—and true love.


They slowly stared her down, gold and green eyes unblinking. Grrr, dragons. Sometimes she could tell they thought they were boss.

Tine suddenly leapt up and licked her from head to toe. Ew. Brand followed suit and licked her too, evidently not to be outdone. Ugh. Now she was wet and sticky all over. Glaring at them, she stripped and dove into the pond. The sensation was decadent, the movement of the warm water caressing her hypersensitive body. Then the water swirled behind her and she recognized the dragons had followed her in.

“Get out!” she cried, surfacing. She did not want to share. The boys were the reason she needed to rinse off in the first place.

Of course they didn’t listen; they loved to play like this. Brand came up beneath her, positioning himself so that Annie was straddling his snout, and he lifted her up out of the water atop his head. After the dream she’d had, her flesh was tingling and reactive, and she had a flash of panic. That supple dragonskin kindled heat better left unexplored, and she was just about to dismount when Tine leapt up and nudged her forward, tumbling her off and dumping her headfirst into the water. From the noises, she swore both dragons were laughing. Then she thought she heard, It is time.


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Beverly Ovalle dabbled with writing on and off for years when her best friend finally dared her to submit a story to a writing contest. Beverly decided she had nothing to lose and since she’d always wanted to be an author sent it in and agonized for months waiting to hear back. Contract in hand she has never looked back.

Beverly has been obsessed with dragons and romance since she was a young girl, collecting dragon books and reading everything she could find on them even down to the care of real life dragons. She’s always been slightly panicked that the world as we know it will end, so has prepped for it, haunting survivalist pages and prepper projects she felt she needed in the event SHTF.

An avid fan of all romance, Beverly’s goal is to share her love of the written word and write the hot and erotic romances that she enjoys. She writes what she loves to read and it was only a matter of time before her obsessions crept into her writing for her to share. She hopes you enjoy her tales as much as she loves writing them.

A Navy Veteran, Beverly has traveled around the world and the United States enabling her to bring her settings to life, meeting and marrying her husband of twenty five years along the way for her own romance. Reading romances since the fourth grade she’s followed as the genre changed and spread into the vast cornucopia of romance offered today.

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From Me to You ~ A teaser from Enticed by the Cowboy

I’m taking a break from my dragons! I know, I know. Vacation and the whirlwind of returning to work has swept me away. I’m working on a contemporary western short, set on the Triple D. A refreshing break to get me back to writing.

Gotta love those sexy cowboys. Here just an unedited tidbit. Hope you enjoy!

Triple D: Enticed by the Cowboy

Blaire snuck into the barn, following the cowboy she’d seen entering earlier to start his chores. She’d seen him from the window of her bedroom and couldn’t resist the urge to follow him. A gleam of sunlight caught her ring. Quickly, she turned it. She didn’t want the sparkle of her engagement ring to give her away. Blaire crept further in the barn until she spied her quarry. The rustle of horses shifting in their stalls a familiar sound to her ears.

Slipping into a freshly cleaned stall, Blaire clamored up on a bale of hay. It was just waiting to be broken and spread out. Sitting down, she had a perfect view of the cowboy’s gleaming, muscular shoulders. Just as she’d hoped! Even though the air held a crispness to it, he sweated from hard work. His muscles bunched with each movement. His shirt lay across a gate, sending tingles to her tummy at the sight. The smell of horse manure wasn’t enough to stop her breath from quickening.

Blaire easily imagined the feel of his callused hands touching her. Her breath caught. The glide of his fingers stroking her breasts, teasing her nipples. They tightened, aching with need. Surreptitiously spying on him through the slats, Blaire’s hands cupped her breasts. Her fingers gliding across her nipples. She stirred, restless. She didn’t have time for this. She dragged her camera over her head. The harsh scrape of the straps against her nipples sending a shudder through her. A low moan escaping her. She froze. The cowboy continued working.

She unsnapped her western style shirt, trying to stay quiet. She wanted to enjoy the sight before her. Jeans hung low, the curve of his buttocks making her ache to taste and nibble. She knew he was commando beneath the well-worn denim. They hung too low to have anything beneath them. Firm buttocks, dimples begging for her tongue.

Exhaling softly, Blaire sighted the camera, focusing in on the shot she wanted. The shutter clicked softly. Making sure the stall framed the sight of the gorgeous man. Blaire was working on fliers and photos for advertising the Triple D Dude Ranch.

Dan emphatically refused to allow any of the cowboys working the ranch to pose. These weren’t posed. Blaire smirked. Not much he could do once they were online already. Blaire licked her lips. She’d rather be licking the man in her camera lens. Her nipples brushed the slats of the stall through her shirt. Warmth pooled in her belly. Her camera followed the path of his ass. The curve drew her eyes down, camera following, snapping each shot.

Blaire stifled a giggle. A ragged hole in his crotch teased her with a glimpse of his balls. His movements gave her a peek a boo show. Her mouth dried. A glimpse of his cock swinging focused her attention. She couldn’t get enough. Kneeling, angling to see more of the cowboy’s cock, Blaire focused her lens, zooming in tight.

Want to meet Blaire? You can find her at the Triple D Dude Ranch for only .99 cents. Currently at Amazon and soon to be on KU. I’m waiting for one more site to pull it down before it’s enrolled. Hopefully this weekend, but I can only wait.

Triple D Dude Ranch


Blaire is a freelance photographer on assignment. She is heading home to Texas, armed with her camera to do a photo feature for the Tribune. Taking photos of the dude ranch, she gets an eyeful of an uninhibited cowboy through her lens. The summer heat of Texas has nothing on the heat he generates in her.

Dan was expecting a photographer but not the sexy urban cowgirl that arrived. He knew it was hot out, he just hadn’t expected the hot and sexy woman to make him burn the minute he caught sight of her. One look and he had to quench this fire inside.

One touch between Dan and Blaire sparks a wildfire that burns hotter than the Texas summer and is just as hard to put out.

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Triple-Dude-Ranch-Beverly-Ovalle-ebook/dp/B014ZCMQV4/


From me to you ~ I’m going western again!

I’m heading out on vacation again! We’re going to see Mount Rushmore, the Winchester Mystery House and then visit with our son. It’s a been a year since I saw my baby and I’ve missed him. He’s 25 but he’ll always be my baby, lol.

In the mean time, I have been writing. I stumped myself with Finding Faith. I have to go back and read it over. I think I got lost in the woods with Faith and Crag! But even so I’ve been busy. I’m working on a new erotic western adventure. Yup, we’re going back to the Triple D Dude Ranch! I’ll be pulling Triple D Dude Ranch from the retailers I have it at and putting it just on Kindle Unlimited. Triple D: Enticed by the Cowboy will be on KU when I finish it. If I get any time while on vacation to write!

Here’s just a snippet.

Blaire snuck into the barn. The cowboy entered earlier to do his chores. She’d seen him from the window of her bedroom. A gleam of sunlight caught her ring. The sparkle of her engagement ring bringing a smirk to her face. Quickly, she turned it. She didn’t want it to give her away. The rustle of horses shifting in their stalls a familiar sound. Blaire crept further in the barn until she spied her quarry.

Slipping into a freshly cleaned stall, Blaire clamored up on a bale of hay. It was just waiting to be broken and spread out. Sitting down, she had a perfect view of the cowboy’s gleaming, muscular shoulders. Just as she’d hoped! Even though the air held a crispness to it, he sweated from hard work. His muscles bunched with each movement. His shirt lay across a gate, sending tingles to her tummy at the sight. The smell of horse manure wasn’t enough to stop her breath from quickening.

Blaire easily imagined the feel of his callused hands touching her.

You know it only gets steamier! 

Haven’t read Triple D Dude Ranch? Why not? It’s only .99!

One look ignites a smolder between Dan and Blaire, one touch sparks a wildfire that burns out of control, hotter than the Texas sun.


Blaire is a freelance photographer on assignment. She is heading home to Texas, armed with her camera to do a photo feature for the Tribune. Taking photos of the dude ranch, she gets an eyeful of an uninhibited cowboy through her lens. The summer heat of Texas has nothing on the heat he generates in her.

Dan was expecting a photographer but not the sexy urban cowgirl that arrived. He knew it was hot out, he just hadn’t expected the hot and sexy woman to make him burn the minute he caught sight of her. One look and he had to quench this fire inside.

One touch between Dan and Blaire sparks a wildfire that burns hotter than the Texas summer and is just as hard to put out.

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Lightning Strike ~ Part 5

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Lightning Strike

When Levi woke up, Daphnaie had shifted around. She was curled up against his side now. Her head nestled on his arm, practically burrowed into his armpit. He smiled. It was not a dream or a hallucination induced by the ozone of the near lightning strike. She stirred and snuggled closer. He turned, pulling her into his chest, surrounding her with his body, enclosing her in his arms and settled back to sleep.

Daylight streaked across the sky, dawning over the mountain tops. Levi could feel the warm, female body stretched against his. He had woken to soft feathery kisses being placed across his chest. He lay there, wanting to see what she would do next. He could feel her wiggling against his morning wood. She kissed his neck and chest, licking delicately at his nipples, giggling as they hardened. She wiggled up to kiss his lips. He pretended to be asleep, even when her lips stilled and he could feel her eyes staring at him.

She harrumphed and continued down, kissing some more of him. She licked each of his nipples and suddenly bit down.

“Hey!” He jolted up, gazing sternly down into her face. Her face was alight with mischief as she smiled with his nipple between her sharp, little teeth. “Let go of that.” She giggled as she released him and pushed him so he was lying on his back, his penis flying in the air like a flag.

“Mmm.” Daphnaie wiggled down him and slid her face between Levi’s legs, fingers caressing and stroking him. She nuzzled her face into his balls and dick, hands framing his groin as she played, making him so hard he felt he was ready to burst. She started licking him and sucked one of his balls into her mouth. He groaned, pulsed, and could see pre-cum dribble from his opening. The feeling of her mouth suckling and her tongue massaging his ball made him unable to stop the steady drizzle down his length. One of her tiny hands came up, delicately probing his opening and played with his cum. The feel of her mouth and fingers had him growing harder and pulsing. Levi arched into her hands and mouth unable to stop his reaction.

Daphnaie released his ball with a pop and quickly sucked the other one in, her humming tightening his balls. She grabbed his dick with one hand and released his balls as she came up on her knees. With one hand on his dick, she licked him like a lollipop and engulfed him in the warmth of her mouth. The feel of her mouth and throat squeezing him was exquisite. He shouted as she swallowed, pressing him tighter against her throat with her tongue just as a small finger inserted itself into his ass.

He shouted, ejaculating into her throat, the suction of her mouth and the feel of her finger being inserted inside of him sending him out of control.

Daphnaie swallowed with each pulse of his cock, prolonging his pleasure. He arched into her mouth, not wanting the pleasure to end. The feel of her tongue, the roof of her mouth, and the swallow of her throat against his tip was as exciting to him as the wiggle of her finger in his ass.

Levi’s chest heaved. Daphnaie slowly lifted her head, her tongue darting out to get the white cream that was trying to escape the edges of her lips.

“Good morning.” She giggled at his hoarse greeting. “I’m awful hungry. What say you crawl up here and feed me?” He could see her nipples were hard little knots. His hand wandered, fingers searching out her core. She was burning up and soaked.

Daphnaie crawled closer, crouching, giving his hand better access and continued to lick his flaccid length, sipping at his tip like a straw, getting the last of his cum. He pressed a finger into her, sliding it in and out. She undulated on him. The mewling sounds she made around his dick sent vibrations of excitement through his body.

Remembering how she let him do what he wanted to do to her, he lifted her up until her thighs were straddling his head and held her down above his mouth. He licked her lips, causing her to squirm and try to lower herself. His hands tightened, holding her in place. He teased her, licking around her labia, sending a whisper of breath over her clit. He shifted her, his tongue circling the rosette that hid her darker secrets and then slid his tongue deep into her pussy.

He moved her, shifting her hips on his tongue, forcing her body to do what he wanted, barely brushing against her delicate, weeping parts. He held her up and blew across her opening, watching it clench from wanting to be filled. He moved and laid his tongue against her clit, heating it up. She tried to move, seemingly wanting more. He held her and bit her clit, the pain and pleasure causing her to jerk. He shifted her, his teeth scraping her clit as he forcefully pulled her away from his teeth. He could see her clit was swollen and red from his teeth scraping it. He plunged his tongue into her cunt, bouncing her against his face, her juices covering him. As she started to cum he swooped in on her clit once more, sucking it into his mouth. Her scream titillated him even more.

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Lightning Strike ~ Part 3

ls4“Yes, if you really want me to.” His voice sounded strangled. She nodded her head. Levi unzipped the sleeping bag, tension running through him and took his free hand and ran it down her body. He could do this. He could feel her shiver. “Does anything hurt?”

“Not there. Can you check my other side?” Before he could stop her, she rolled over. She rolled out of his arms with a short breath of air escaping as she landed on her side on the sleeping bag, “Please check again.”

Levi swallowed painfully. “Okay.” His voice was hoarse even to his ears. He looked down. She had rolled to her side away from him. Her curves begged for his hand, his mouth. Controlling himself, he quickly readjusted himself to make his jeans less painful, unbuttoning the top button. He then ran his hands from her neck to her waist. He breathed deeply and ran his hands from her waist down her leg. He pulled his hands away and she rolled to her stomach.

“Did I land on my side, truly? Or do you think I rolled that way? Maybe you should check more.” Her voice was muffled, her face down.

“I called 911. They should be coming.” Levi wasn’t sure how much more he could take. The feel of her curves reminded him of warm, melted chocolate. He could just imagine her taste.

“They wouldn’t have gotten the call. Nothing makes it past the mountains, nothing ever has, nothing ever will. Did they say they were coming?”

“No.” He shook his head and sighed. “I don’t even know if it was clear enough that they heard me.” Levi swallowed. “How do you know this? Where do you live?”

“Then check. I’ll let you know if something hurts.” She wiggled her bottom at him, giving him a glimpse of what the shadows between her legs hid, once again ignoring his questions. “Please.” She turned her face toward him.

Nodding, he placed his hands on her shoulders. Something wasn’t quite right, but he needed to make sure she was okay. Levi tried to keep in mind his training as a medic and ignore his body’s response to her. His hands were so large against her back that he spanned the width of her with ease. He shivered at the thought of running his hands over her skin once again.

Shifting, he twisted to better face her, straddling her legs, enabling him to use both hands at once. Slowly moving down her back, his fingertips brushed the sides of her breasts. He could see goose bumps forming on her skin. The contrast of the strength of his hands against her delicate back caused his body to tighten. The sight of his hands against the warm golden brown of her skin made him burn. He moved down, his hands filling with her soft, firm ass. His thumbs slowly caressing her crease as he moved lower, shuffling backwards on his knees. He moved down to the tops of her thighs, his thumbs running over her puckered opening and down to caress her softness, sliding easily in the nectar he found there as she lifted into his hands. He shuddered. Caressing her once more with his thumbs, he moved his hands down her legs. She moaned, lifting to try to follow his fingers. He didn’t think it sounded like she was in pain.

Levi settled at her feet and lifted his hands off of her and licked her juices from his thumbs. She rolled over on her back. Breasts plump, nipples hard and begging for his tongue. She stretched, arching off of the ground, spreading her legs slightly.

“One more side to check.”

Levi looked at her and his nostrils flared. Her arms were over her head. Her chestnut hair gleaming in the lowering light as the late afternoon crept toward evening. Her breasts were thrust up. She had her legs open enough for Levi to see her clit, pink and throbbing, peeking out from under her hood. Her pussy lips were plump, darker pink and glistening. As he watched she spread her thighs more, tilting her pelvis toward him. Her lips spread, giving him a view of the nectar dripping from her dark little cave.

He swallowed convulsively. He had to remember she was injured. He had to behave rationally. She had been struck by lightning and had hurt herself falling from the tree. She wasn’t looking for anything else.

“Touch me,” she pleaded. He placed his hands on her neck and ran them across her delicate collar bones and up her arms. “More.”

He ran down her arms, and moved them lower. He ran his hands across her breasts, her nipples diamond hard against his palms. Involuntarily his hands closed on them. She moaned and stretched against him, rubbing her nipples against his palms.

He huffed out a breath of air and continued down, his thumbs and forefingers rubbing against her nipples as his hands slid down to cup her breasts. She moaned and quivered. He looked down and could see a line of moisture drip from her, his large size an advantage in viewing her tiny body. She shivered as he released her nipples and slid his hands down her ribcage. His thumbs caressed her belly button and he could see her body tighten as he moved even lower. He stopped just above her bare mound, thumbs pressing lightly into her abdomen.

“You’re not done.” Her voice was breathy, her body offering itself to him. He slowly moved his hands down, thumbs avoiding her jewel, and down, lightly caressing her labia. She spread her legs, trying to capture a deeper touch. She moaned and tried to arch into his hands. With one more swipe of his thumbs on her lips, and dipping slightly into her juices, he moved his hands down her legs to her feet.

“I’m done.” He could not take his eyes off of her. She lay out like an offering before him, arms still stretched above her head, breasts firm, topped with hardened nipples. She tilted toward him, soft belly clenching, legs spreading to expose her secrets sending the scent of her arousal to his nose.

“But I hurt,” she undulated. “You have to make it stop.”

“You don’t know what you’re doing.”

“I do.” She sat up and leaned forward. His cock had crested his jeans again where he had left the button undone, the head peeking out seeking relief, a creamy tear running down as it cried for attention. She swiped her tongue against it, licking the exposed tip. Levi groaned. Hands clenched at his sides. She nuzzled closer, sucking as much of him as she could find, sending her tongue inside his jeans to torment him. The moisture had his cock sliding out more, as if seeking to go deeper in her mouth.

She pulled back, looking at his deep purple head above his waistband, dripping pre-cum and throbbing. She ran a hand across the tip, it moved as if to follow her. Levi grasped her shoulders and pushed her gently back.

“You have to stop. You were hurt.” He knew he needed more information but his brain was scrambled. “Where do you live?”

She reached her hand out to trace the outline of his cock. “I’m not hurt. But I am hurting.” She leaned back and spread her thighs. “I hurt here.” As she ran her fingertip between her lips and spread them for him to see. “Right here.” She took his hand and pressed it against her mound, moving up and down against it. Pulling his hand away, she dipped her fingers through her gathered juices and rubbed them across his tip then across his mouth. “Help me.”

Groaning, Levi settled back. She lay back and slipped her fingers inside, fucking herself, watching him. He unbuttoned his pants, his cock bursting out, hard and throbbing. He groaned from the enormous pleasure of being released from the constriction of his jeans. The sight of her finger going slowly in and out where he wanted to be caused him to grow even harder, seeking her warmth from where he was at. He stood, quickly toeing off his boots and pulling off his jeans.

She gazed at him, a smile caressing her lips as Levi undressed. She was so tiny. He was so much larger than her. Standing over her while she played with herself, Levi wanted to lean over and gobble her up. She pulled her hands free, her fingers glistening and her cunt dripping. He reached down and with one hand grabbed her wrists. He raised them up, pulling her with them until she was kneeling. He leaned forward and sucked her fingers in his mouth, licking her nectar from her fingers.

She tried to lean into him, but his hand on her wrists kept her in place. He stood up, pulling her with him, holding her in front of him. He released her fingers with a slurp, but continued to easily hold her wrists in one hand. She was displayed upright, unable to move as she was held up by his strength, her toes barely touching the ground. She shivered, her nipples tightening even more and he could see her juice dripping down her legs. He ran his free hand down her back and around her cheeks. She shivered again. He thrust a finger into her, filling her, thrusting in and out of the passage she had teased him with.

She twisted in his hand, unable to break free, barely able to move. She tightened on his finger and threw her head back with a cry as she clenched her muscles on his digit. His hands were just as big as the rest of him and her passage was tight around his finger. She cried out again as he worked two fingers into her, thrusting furiously as she broke with a cry. He could feel her muscles grab his fingers, her cry tapering off, and her breasts quivering. He stroked her lightly with his thumb, petting her through the aftershocks of her release. Pulling his fingers free, he laid her down.

His cock throbbed, bobbling in the air, desperate for the sanctuary of her body. Releasing her, he followed her down and sucked a chocolate nipple in his mouth, suckling like a starving babe. Her body rose against him, soft as silk. He ran his hand down her, stopping at her mound. He feathered his thumb across her lips, dipping into her to spread her juices around. She whimpered.

Releasing her nipple, he kissed his way down her body. He moved between the juncture of her thighs. Spreading her lips with his hands, he exposed her secrets to his view. He leaned forward and ran his tongue through her softness, stabbing into her heat. She groaned. He raised his head and placed a kiss upon her throbbing clit, flicking his tongue on it as he did. She squirmed beneath him. He stopped and sucked her clit into his mouth. She bowed and screamed.

Levi shifted, covering her with his body and thrust into her molten core. Keeping his weight on his arms, he rode her until he shuddered, sending a pulsing jet of warmth and bathing her insides with his essence. She shuddered with him, his thrusting and explosion sending her spiraling even higher.

They panted as they came down, sounds of the meadow infiltrating the quiet aftermath of their spent passion. He lay over her, cocooning her with his body. She moved, wrapping her arms around his waist, pulling him down to her.LightningStrike_fullres

“Don’t. I don’t want to hurt you with my weight.” He pumped his hips forward, still semi-hard from the warmth and tightness of her surrounding him. “I’m Levi. What’s your name?”

She nuzzled his neck, nipping and kissing away the stings. “Daphnaie.”

Levi pulled back slightly. “Daphnaie.” He looked at her and glanced at the tree and spoke slowly. “Daphnaie.” She nodded between kisses. “You didn’t fall out of the tree did you?”

She stopped and blinked up at him. “No. Why would I have done that?”

“Daphnaie, the laurel tree is your home, isn’t it?” He sighed. “My grandpa would tell me stories about the Daphnaie.”

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Stealing Hope

Stealing Hope CoverThe apocalypse has come and gone.
Those who survived learned to adapt.
Dragons awaken to once again reign over the skies.

Upon eruption of a volcano, Ari awakens to a changed world, and a knowing that his dragon’s mate is near. He saves her twice—once as a dragon, and again as a man—and wins her confidence.

Hope cried out, moaning, “just change me with pleasure?”

Hope is restless and unfulfilled until she meets Ari, the man of her fantasies. The sensual tension between them heightens with every touch. When their passion explodes, Hope gets pulled into the dragon’s mating ritual…and into a world of erotic sensation she never dreamed existed but now cannot live without. The dragon binds his mate to him with a ritual that shows Hope her true nature in this humorous erotic romance.

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Have you been following the serial of Rise of the Dragons? It has two more sessions to run before it’s done. Don’t miss Rise of the Dragons, prequel to Stealing Hope!


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