by Kelsey Soliz
“It might be best if we do it one at a time. You’ve only shifted one time before, and in the first few months of shifting it usually is quite difficult to maintain the shift for very long. It takes a whole lot of energy and your dragon might be too strained to hold her form long enough for all three of them. Whatever happens, happens. We’ve got a few more days here so we’ll make it happen when we can, yeah?”
I took a deep breath and spun around, looking over my other mates. “Okay, I think I’m ready. I know Maalik kind of took the lead last time, but maybe we can go in reverse order that we have been for everything? I feel bad that Lander always has to wait so long.”
Everyone looked to Lander to see his response, I was relieved when no one seemed jealous that I chose him to go first. These guys were so good at supporting each other, it really made all of this easier.
I went up to Lander to give him a hug and he leaned down to put his forehead against mine. “Thank you, Isla. This means a lot to me. Now let’s do this! I want to fly with your dragon.”
I gave him a swift kiss then stripped, tossing Maalik my clothes before I walked far enough away that my shifting wouldn’t cause anything or anyone damage. I closed my eyes and focused my breathing, letting my limbs relax. I reached out for my dragon, she seemed in a good mood and anxious to get a little exercise so I mentally bowed my head towards her, offering her the reigns.
She didn’t hesitate to take them, gently easing past me as I absconded back to my little bubble. I was more ready for the pain this time, and I was able to just focus on my breath going in and out of my body as the worst of it passed, still making me cry out but not enough to take my consciousness from me again.
The pain passed fairly quickly and then we were rising above the trees again, the sun warming us and making the experience even better. I was so much more relaxed this time, and I figured it was because I initiated the shift instead of her demanding it. Lander’s gorgeous royal blue dragon alighted beside me, his tongue flicking out in the small distance between us to pick up my scent.
My dragon immediately recognized him, nearly purring as we flew in an ascending spiral. I don’t think flying will ever not feel completely liberating and freeing. I thought I enjoyed being a human, but being able to fly was pretty fucking cool. I felt the tension on the chain between me and Lander tighten considerably and a growing desire build within me to make him visibly mine.
In sync, we slowly found our way back to our take-off point in the sand, walking in circles around each other in a kind of dance. My dragon snapped out her wings fully as she did this, being the diva she was. Apparently she wanted this branding to be fancy. I could sense Lander’s dragon behind me, gaining playfully as my dragon half-heartedly evaded him. Soon he had us pinned down though and the second I felt the flames erupt from his snout, I heard my other husbands shift.
My dragon rumbled with triumph when they approached us as well, letting Lander continue to pin me down as they rolled me over and exposed my other flank. Soon two more spots tingled pleasantly and my dragon was nearly drunk on happiness.
Immediately after the last two brands had set, she jumped up and whipped around, smacking her tail quite hard on a tree but too dazed to understand the different sort of pain. I heard the crack as the flimsy palm tree fell over, but my dragon had her sights set on the glorious dragons set before us. She growled at them, bobbing her head toward the Lander-Dragon so that he’d submit to us. He did so willingly, flopping down and lowering his head to the sand as she nipped him and shot out a bit of flame.
When we could see the proof of our branding, the invisible wall between me and Lander shattered and the familiar headache came again as I felt Lander’s presence in my mind.
Doing okay there, Tiger?
I know you didn’t just reduce me to a feline. Maalik told me I was ‘majestic as shit’.
It was still strange to feel his laughter since his dragon was doing anything but.
You’re definitely majestic as shit. You’re a sexy-ass, powerful dragon to be feared.
Much better.
Our dragons rubbed their necks together, leaning into the new bond and acknowledging it. We hadn’t forgot about our other mates waiting though so she turned us around and approached Atticus, loving how good his brilliant gold looked against our purple scales. Following his brother, he too submitted willingly and my dragon was quick to capitalize on it. She wasted no time in delivering her brand, purring with contentedness as our mental link snapped into place.
Shit this is weird.
Hahaha leave it to you to win me over with cussing.
Sorry. This is incredible, I can feel you under my skin, invading my every thought.
I know, pretty wild, isn’t it? I love you.
Love you, baby. Declan’s getting impatient.
I know him and Lander felt my mental eye roll but my dragon didn’t want him left out, and I could feel our energy waning quickly. Declan was all ready for us, all but begging to be marked. Knowing how eager he was, my dragon decided to be a diva again and draw it out.
She walked in between all three dragons that had their eyes glued to her, and she was positively loving the shit out of being the center of attention. She put her head up high, extending her neck fully and strutting around a little in a display of I don’t even know what. She let out a stream of fire up into the sky, roaring her satisfaction and with a wily look towards the Declan-Dragon she shot up into the sky and waited for him to pursue us.
He was on us like white on rice, nipping our tail as I felt my other mates laughing at us through the link.
Guys I might need help here. She’s out of control.
Nah, this is first class entertainment, Isla. I’m sure Declan is a little irritated at being made to wait still but you’re right, she’s quite the diva.
Lander and Atticus continued to laugh as my dragon tried to pull some fancy moves, dipping and dodging at an attempt to show off in front of her mates. I know the dragons were eating it up, but I was so embarrassed by her blatant display of cockiness.
How is it that I’m this pathetic, introverted girl and my dragon is the exact opposite?
Baby, she’s perfect. You’re perfect. How’s your energy levels? You doing okay? You’ve been holding this shift a remarkably long time, not to mention the fact that you’re flying again.
I did a quick self-assessment for Atticus, loving how sweet and thoughtful he always was.
Good for the moment but it’s starting to wane. I’m going to see if I can encourage this hothead to seal the deal.
Easier said than done because my dragon was having a ton of fun showing off. After a few more high-flying tricks she floated down and waited for Declan-Dragon to follow suit, jumping on him the moment he was all fours on the ground and nipping him in the flank as she branded him. She seemed to turn inwards towards me and say ‘you happy?’ and as soon as my mental link with Declan manifested she basically flipped her hair and retreated.
I was breathless as my body twisted back into itself, leaving me on all fours this time with my hand to my heart as I tried to get my body fully under control again. I sat back on my ankles, looking around me to see if everyone had shifted back yet. Declan-Dragon was still in the air, following in my dragon’s footsteps and showing the fuck off. His tricks were even more impressive, seeing as how he’d had way more time to practice them.
Maalik came over to help me up, sliding my clothes over my body as I leaned against him for support.
“It’s like she wanted my body out of commission for the day. Did you see that? She’s ridiculous!”
Maalik busted out laughing, and I felt my dragon throw her head back haughtily again before turning her back on us and prissily curling up for a nap.
“You’re not going to do anything like a normal first-timer, are you Isla?” Lander and Atticus had walked up behind me by now, stepping into their shorts before wrapping arms around me. We all looked up to catch the rest of the show from the dee
p red dragon that was now flying through the clouds upside down, making it look like he was floating on a cloud.
He gave up soon, and Declan came to join us as we all wandered back into the house. Between the shifting, flying, and being under the baking sun I was exhausted. I sought out the cool of the house we had for a few more days, flopping down on the couch as my husbands settled around me. Maalik came with some cool drinks and blessedly more food, and we all kind of vegged out. Some movie started playing on the tv as everyone got comfortable, and I didn’t even try to fight the nap that my body so desperately needed.
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I woke up who knows how much later, feeling a wet spot under my face and I was mortified to find I had drooled all over Lander’s lap.
“Oh God, I’m sorry Lander. That’s so gross.”
He chuckled at me but continued right on petting my hair and rubbing my scalp.
“I’m not worried about it, Isla. You definitely needed that nap.”
“What time is it? Where is everyone else?” I tried to sit up but my head was pounding from all the mental barriers I had shattered earlier. I groaned and threw my arm over my eyes, hoping the darkness would help with the pain.
“It’s about dinner time now, you pretty much slept through the day. Everything okay?”
“My head is killing me. Establishing those links with you guys all at the same time probably wasn’t the smartest idea I’ve had.”
“Damn. Mine is sore too, I can’t imagine how much worse yours is though since you had three links opened up. I think everyone else is down by the water, you want to see if some fresh air would help? I can go find where the ibuprofen is?”
“Shower first. But yes please.”
Lander helped me up, getting my shower ready for me before kissing me sweetly on the forehead and leaving the room to get some pain killers. The hot water did wonders to ease the rest of the lingering aches in my body from the shift, and when I was done I threw on a light summer dress and walked out to find a glass of water and a few pills laying out. Chugging down both, I stepped into the cooling night air and found my way down to the shoreline.
It was odd to be able to feel the chains within me and basically follow them to where my husbands were. Helpful though, as I probably would have had to wander a bit to find them otherwise. They were a little farther south than we usually hung out, sitting at a big table that was fully laid out with all kinds of delicious looking foods. White lights strung out around them, quiet music playing, and I had to pause next to a tree for a moment and just enjoy watching them talk and laugh together. They were all so at ease next to each other, looking like the best friends I knew them to actually be.
Committing the picture to memory, I walked with bare feet through the sand towards them.
“There’s our woman. Feeling better?”
“Yeah, now I’m just waiting for that ibuprofen to kick in. Thanks for those by the way, Lander.”
Lander scooted over, making an obvious spot for me to come and sit between him and Atticus.
I tried to sit on the bench but he swung his leg out and pulled me onto his lap, wrapping one arm around me as the other guys started offering me drinks.
“Now that you’re here, you want to eat?”
I looked around us, closing my eyes to take in the sound of the waves, the feel of the ocean breeze, the presence of the stars above us and the smells of all the delicious plates in front of us. Smiling, I opened my eyes and leaned back into Lander to soak up the moment.
“Yeah, I’m starving.”
The guys made me a plate and we all ate together, swapping ridiculous stories and our favorite memories so far on our honeymoon and from the weddings. They made me laugh until I cried when they recanted Lander’s discomfort on our wedding day and their master plan to make him sweat it out Lander wasn't quite as amused.
When we were all comfortably content, Declan stepped away and then the music got louder and he was asking me to dance. I snuggled into him, then into each husband that cut in after. We stayed out there most of the night, the guys all taking turns dancing with me and alternately holding me close and making me crack up when a faster number came on and they tried to grind up on me with their asses shaking all up in my business.
The whole evening went perfectly, and I was more than a little relaxed from all the wine that kept appearing throughout the night. I was perfectly buzzed, and had no objections when Lander scooped me up to carry me back to the house. But instead of making it to the house, a similar setup to my wedding night with Maalik had shown up in the clearing we had used earlier to shift. Lander laid me softly down in the middle of a pillowy stack of blankets and I lay there for a few minutes with a stupid smile on my face, going over the perfect evening over and over in my mind.
I would say the night stayed as sweet as it had begun, but turns out having copious amounts of wine in me made me real handsy. I think I was slurring a little when I demanded music again and they all chuckled at me quietly as the speaker was retrieved. I stood up to take my dress off, insisting that I wasn’t allowed to wear clothing right now because I was on my honeymoon. The guys didn’t seem quite as tipsy as I was, but had no complaints when I gave up on the zipper and forced it apart as I slid it over my hips.
The light fabric tore quite easily, but I decided to care later. Or never. I let my body sway to the music, telling my husbands over and over how amazing they were and feeling upset that they all had their clothes on.
“Can’t seduce you like that you know. Skin! Show meee skiiinnnnn!”
To prove how serious I was I tackled Atticus, wrenching his shirt of his body in a similar fashion as my dress. I rolled him on top of me, glaring out at my other husbands who were just laughing at me. I don’t know what was so funny, but I was glad they were all happy enough to be smiling.
Soon I had all my husbands surrounding me, some in boxers still and some not. My buzz was wearing down slowly but my desire was not. I unashamedly climbed on top of Maalik, straddling him as I kissed a trail down his throat.
“See? Maalik, naked. Maalik gets the girl. You should have followed suit when you all had the chance.” I loved how easy I could make them laugh, but at least someone was taking me seriously. Declan climbed up behind me, his nakedness proudly erect as he pushed my hips down against Maalik and worked against me at the same time. I gave up with kissing Maalik, enjoying too much where other parts of my body were being entertained.
Maalik slid me onto him slowly, both of us whimpering when he was fully seated. Declan soon had my other opening primed and ready and I threw my head back on his shoulder as he slowly entered me.
“Oh God you guys. Yes, yes. Oh, please don’t stop.” They did their secret brother-communication thing, and it made me wonder if I could reach them mentally now that we had all fully claimed each other. A quick thought out to them and I was pleased when I could tell them exactly how they were making my body feel.
They flinched a little when I pulled them into my private little brain chat room, but when they understood the things I was basically shouting at them they picked up the pace, using the link to tell me how sexy I was and how wonderful they thought my body was.
I tried to pull Lander in and the second he became aware of our silent fuck-fest he was naked and stroking himself, moving towards me with every intention of joining in. I looked him over head-to-toe, taking in the wind-tousled hair that fell against his shoulders, his beautiful sculpted body on display just for me and the drop of moisture on the tip of his glorious shaft as he brought it ever nearer to me.
Deciding to throw caution to the wind, I mentally told him what I wanted to do him after pulling Atticus in to the chat room too, and all four of them groaned at the images I was shouting at them. Pinned between Declan and Maalik, Lander grabbed my face to sear a kiss onto me but what I really wanted was to taste him again.
We let our tongues slide against each other for a moment and then I used his hips as support as I leaned ov
er and kissed and licked all over his delicious torso. When my mouth found its mark, I could feel everybody’s pleasure ricocheting through our bond and it was the most tantric, all-encompassing thing I had ever felt.
I found a rhythm with Lander, he helped me by guiding me at the pace he felt good at and soon I felt Atticus nearby, tracing tingles down my spine and reaching for my hand as he put himself into it. All four of us joined together, we lost ourselves in the bliss of sensation, whimpering and moaning in tandem at the onslaught of connection. Through our mental connection we kept encouraging each other, them all verbally worshipping me as I tried to convey how amazing I felt.
We all crescendoed together, reaching for that star that was just out of reach. They all picked up their pace and I absolutely got destroyed as they all riddled me with their affections and loved on me with their bodies. I seriously thought I was about to be comatose the way they kept stretching my pinnacle farther and farther out, making all previous orgasms I’d experienced seem like a single taste of chocolate instead of the whole damned factory.
I almost started to panic because it was tipping the scales of being too much, but feeling them all shatter around me, being able to connect our minds as it happened and feel it within me helped me hang onto sanity a minute longer. As soon as I had swallowed everything Lander gave me and Atticus had spent himself in my hand and onto my body, Maalik and Declan shuttered around me and then I collapsed, completely blacking out.
Twelve
I woke the next morning comfy in bed, incredibly sore and with warm familiar bodies surrounding me.
“Please tell me last night was real and I’m this sore because it actually happened.”
I felt whoever’s chest I was tucked against rumble in amusement and the sexy-scratchy-just-woken-voice of Declan confirming it was real. I sagged against him, trying to gain my bearings. I slowly lifted my head again, taking stock of where everyone was. I didn’t remember getting into bed last night, but here I was. Someone must have cleaned me off too, because I definitely wasn’t this fresh feeling after the last activity I remembered.