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Not Me in a Hurricane

Sequin

Earthside, on vacation – somewhere tropical, but he won’t say where because his sister and her new mate are freaking annoying

Dark clouds hung in the electric blue sky. Nothing good had ever come from a sky looking like that. The only thing more annoying than a storm alert broadcast on the first night of your vacation was your sister posting photos of her new mate’s baby bump. How many kids was this? I’d lost count. I’d never been great at playing uncle for Duke’s kids and that probably wasn’t about to change. Call me the spoiled brat baby of the family but some things are what they are.

I’m off the grid. Well, what they used to call off the grid before everything and every place in existence hopped on the grid. Good for me, though. Being on the grid means I don’t have to ride out this hurricane alone. Not as long as Pheromone Swap exists. Honestly, that hook up and romping app is probably the best thing to EVER come from one of my relatives.

BUT I deleted the app before I left London. Thought I really wanted to be off the grid. Oh well. Time to make a new one. It never took long. A new handle? Haha! Time to be punny!

@NotMeinaHurricane

Good enough. Fuck this hurricane but fuck me first. I check all my usual boxes. I want an alpha. Safe sex only. I have condoms but if his junk doesn’t like draconic latex, he’ll have to bring his own. I don’t really care about what he shifts into – as long as he freaking shits. I mean, who doesn’t shift? Vampires and elves? Don’t they like shift into bats and trees respectively or something like that?

Inside his inner sanctum, my dragon rolled his eyes. I’m in the mood for fur. I’m not exactly all scales myself. I may not be as genetically diverse as Duke, but I have fur where it counts and all my fur counts. I strip off my shirt and sink onto the edge of the hot tub at the Scale B&B place I rented out for the foreseeable future. The electric blue sky has faded into grey and the wind has picked up. Not gonna lie. It feels sorta bad ass. At least, it does until the first thunder bolt cracks over my head.

Mother fucker! Mother fucker! Mother fucker!

Whoever heard of a dragon being afraid of storms?

“I don’t want to get blown away!”My dragon roared back at me.

Neither did I.

That’s why I had a plan to anchor myself to some big strong alpha as soon as one pinged me back. In the meantime, I tried to assure myself and my inner beast that the building was hurricane proof. It even said it in the listing. Most modern architecture was storm proof. Hell, some of them were tsunami proof too.

I wandered through the house and checked the fridge. I had plenty of food and the extra crystals provided by the Scale B&B host were on the counter. So, I wouldn’t be without power either. I popped some sport drinks into the fridge because if the right alpha pinged me back, we’d need them.

I scrolled through the responses. A lot of them were unicorn hunters looking for a threesome. I’d done that once or twice, but it wasn’t really my thing. Too many dicks and holes to keep track of. Once I let a guy’s wife watch and that was fucking weird. She kept telling me to fuck him harder and like uh--- have you fucked his ass? He was so not ready for me to go harder.

A few were old enough to remember when my dad was dancing at Glitter Bomb, and a few were barely out of high school. None of them were really what I was looking for. Oldguys wanted to relive their glory days or for you to call them Daddy and young guys either talked too much or needed to be reassured everything they did was good and perfect. Sometimes a guy wanted to call someone a good boy. Other times he just wanted to be dicked down so hard that his heartbeat rang in his ears louder than, the thunder shit going on outside.

Then there were the dick pics. Don’t get me wrong. Sometimes I liked a good dick pic. I liked seeing the goods and what someone was working with. Tonight, I wasn’t in the mood to tell any fucking body how nice their dick was. My dragon trembled inside his inner sanctum and not in the horny way either. So when @Stuckhereonvacation messaged me, I knew I found my match.

@STUCKHEREONVACATION

Are you waiting out the storm too? I was supposed to leave last night but my brother ran off with some seal shifter and we missed our flight.

@NOTMEINAHURRICANE

Not waiting it out. Got here not long ago. Didn’t plan on this weather.

Thunder cracked overhead, and I ducked down. Inside his inner sanctum, my dragon did too.

Mother fucker! Mother fucker! Mother fucker!

@STUCKHEREONVACATION

To be honest with you, he’s still out. I’m not liking this weather. Like it even less in an empty house.

@NOTMEINAHURRICANE

My house isn’t empty.

@STUCKHEREONVACATION

Ugh!! Don’t tell me you’re a unicorn hunter! Look dude, you’re hot and all but I’m not looking for anything too exciting. Not exciting in multiples anyway.

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