Draekon Fire: Exiled to the Prison Planet : A Sci-Fi Menage Romance (Dragons in Exile Book 2)

by Lili Zander

  “Do either of you have anywhere to be for the next couple of hours?” I whip my t-shirt over my head, and Dennox and Vulrux’s eyes instantly go to my naked breasts. “Because if you don’t, I have some ideas of what we can do.”

  Their eyes flare with heat. “Do you?” Dennox asks silkily. He picks me up and carries me to the bedroom, tossing me on the bed. “Tell us all about it.”

  His dominance sends a thrill through me. “I’d rather show you,” I purr, coming to my knees. I run my palm over his cock through his pants, holding his eyes. I’ve never been so brazen, I’m emboldened by his open look of need.

  “Show me then,” he commands, unfastening his pants so I can really look at him. His cock is already jutting out, thick, proud and ready.

  Yum.

  Vulrux undresses as well. Everywhere I look, it’s a feast for the eyes. Bronze skin, every inch covered in muscles, tattoos, and nipples piercings. They’re my naughtiest fantasy come to life. And there are two of them. Lucky, lucky Harper.

  I slide my hand down Dennox’s muscled chest, down the tight V leading to his groin. He gasps when I grasp his cock at the base. I smile. Sure enough, as I’d suspected, when I curl my fingers around his thick member, they barely meet.

  “Tell me,” I ask. “Do Draekons like when their mates lick their cocks?”

  “Put your mouth on mine, and find out.” The breathless quality of Dennox’s voice tells me all I need to know.

  Dipping my head, I press a kiss to his hard, hot member. It throbs under my lips. “Harper,” Dennox groans. He strokes my cheek, the gentle gesture a contrast to the stark, raw need in his tone.

  A thrill runs through me at the way his eyes are clenched shut. Slipping my hand underneath, I caress his balls. They tighten, and his cock rises even more.

  I also got an A in anatomy.

  I tease Dennox with my lips until he reaches a hand underneath to squeeze my breasts, his grip firm I sit up to give him more access, taking his cock in hand and slowly stroking it.

  Vulrux pulls on his cock as he watches. I lick my lips and beckon him closer. Yes, the two men swim naked, and I’ve seen their cocks before, but this is the first time I’ve been able to touch. Call me greedy, but I want to feel both of them. After all, it’s the Draekon way.

  With a curl of his lips, he approaches the bed, slipping behind me. Surprise, surprise, he goes right for my bottom, gripping and massaging my flesh. Dennox keeps playing with my breasts as Vulrux fondles my ass.

  I arch my back and enjoy the attention. Two hot, attentive guys, seeing to my every need? Yes, please.

  Vulrux’s lips trail kisses down my neck and shoulder as his finger nudges between my ass cheeks. I’m not a total anal virgin, but the one time Tom ventured there, it was weird and uncomfortable. I never let him do it again.

  I make a little noise in protest. Immediately both men stop. “Did we hurt you, diya?” Dennox asks.

  “No.” Keep touching me. “I didn’t mean to make you stop.”

  “Does this frighten you?” Vulrux runs his fingers over my bottom. My pussy aches at just that light touch, and a shiver of pure pleasure runs through me. I’m nervous about both of them being in me at the same time, but every instinct tells me I can trust Vulrux and Dennox to make this good for me. Not just good. Amazing.

  I make a decision. “No,” I say softly. “I know you would never hurt me.” I push my ass back into his hand. “Please don’t stop.”

  “I will make it feel good,” he promises.

  Dennox wastes no time getting back to worshiping my chest. His large hands cup my breasts, offering them up to his mouth. His tongue swirls around my areola before nipping sharply, making me suck in a breath. “You like that, Harper?”

  I can only whimper in reply. My insides ache and tighten as Dennox takes turns sucking each nipple between his lips.

  Vulrux’s finger rims my hole, pressing slowly. It yields under pressure. He must have used some sort of lube or something because it slides right in. The slick, stuffed feeling stirs my arousal up further.

  Dennox nips my aching nipples with his teeth, and I shake, gasping, already so close.

  “No, Harper,” Dennox says, raising his head with a wicked smile. “You will wait for us this time.”

  “Please,” I groan. I’m not above begging, but Dennox stops my mouth with his kiss.

  Vulrux presses his lips down my spine, heading—oh no, would he really do that? He nibbles on one ass cheek, then the other. My pussy is dripping, and little mewls of need escape my lips. I thought I had a vivid imagination, but this is hotter than my wildest fantasies.

  With a hand on the back of my neck, Dennox guides me to all fours. The tight V of his midriff fills my vision, along with his giant, jutting cock. I’ve had it with teasing. I open my mouth and take in the broad head, lapping at him.

  His precum is thick, with a honey flavor. I taste again—yep, definitely sweet. Holy wow. Sweet and attentive, muscles for days, yummy-tasting precum. Can these guys get any more perfect?

  Dennox strokes my hair, his face full of wonder, as if he can’t quite believe I’m real.

  I flick my tongue over his cock, looking up at him with lust-filled eyes. “So good,” I murmur, opening my mouth for more, ready to take his length down my throat and suck him like a Draekon popsicle.

  Vulrux lifts my hips and props my bottom up higher. I feel his breath against my inner thighs, then he presses his lips against my skin. He kisses me, soft and slow, as if he has all the time in the world.

  Finally, he puts his mouth on my pussy. I gasp as his tongue swipes a path between my pussy lips, and every muscle in my body tightens in response.

  My moan vibrates around Dennox’s thick cock, and he throws his head back and bites out a curse. Vulrux’s licks speed up, lapping up and down my pussy as if he wants to commit the taste of me to his memory. His tongue circles my clitoris and I whimper as my insides tighten.

  His mouth pulls away, and I’m about to moan in protest when I feel the flared head of his cock at my entrance.

  “Yes,” I murmur around Dennox’ cock. I’m sucking as if my life depends on it, only pausing to gasp for breath when Vulrux pushes inside me.

  “Fuck, yes.”

  With a gentle hand on my back, Vulrux glides in and out, slowly at first, then faster.

  It. Feels. Ah. Mazing.

  Dennox tugs my hair a little, drawing my attention back to his cock. I lean forward, taking more of his length than I have before to make up for neglecting him.

  The two men rock in and out of me, one in my pussy, one in my mouth. My brain tries to keep up with the sensation. System overload. Abandon all thought. My orgasm rises like the tide, threatening to engulf me. I’m going to drown.

  In unison, both of them pull out of me.

  I try and chase Dennox’s cock with my mouth, and he leans down to kiss me instead. “Wha—?” I protest when his lips leave mine.

  “Not yet, diya.”

  “First, we must prepare you to take us,” Vulrux adds.

  I’m confused until he props my hips higher. My ass waves in the air. I know what’s coming.

  Sure enough, Vulrux’s slick fingers delve between my upturned cheeks. “We will go slowly,” he promises. “I will be gentle.”

  I bite my lip. I know they won’t hurt me, but I’m still a little nervous. “Relax,” he soothes once again.

  Dennox strokes my back, the touch gentle and calming, and I take a deep breath. “Okay, I’m ready.”

  Vulrux stretches me, first with one, and then two fingers. When he adds the third, I feel a surge of slick wet heat and a moan escapes my lips. “Good?” Vulrux asks, his eyebrow raised.

  “Mmm.”

  Dennox lies down next to me, distracting me with kisses. It works until Vulrux fits a fourth finger into me and pumps slowly.

  “Oooooh.” “Relax, sweet one.” He pulls his fingers out and positions me over his lap. He holds me tight, comforting me as he eases insi
de. I feel my muscles stretch to accommodate his thickness, and I tense up automatically and clench my hands into fists, but Vulrux is patient. He moves slowly and steadily, and allows me to get used to him before pushing deeper. When he’s finally done, I’m seated fully on his cock, my anal muscles rippling around him, stirring up a deep, dark pleasure.

  “Good?” Vulrux asks.

  “Y-yes.”

  He rewards me by sucking on my neck. When this is over, I’m going to have some serious Draekon hickeys.

  Awesome.

  Vulrux moves a little, letting me get comfortable to the sensation of him in my ass. It’s definitely strange but in a good way. I feel full and empty at the same time. My pussy muscles flutter, ready for more.

  “My turn,” Dennox says, his eyes blazing with heat.

  Sounds good to me. I spread my legs wider, and he smiles at my invitation. Vulrux lies back, and Dennox kneels in front of me, splaying his palm over my chest and pushing me back until I’m lying flush on top of Vulrux.

  “There is something you should know,” Dennox says, toying with my breasts, leaning forward to swirl his tongue around my nipples. Total boob draekon.

  “What?” I pant.

  Dennox bites my breasts lightly, holding my eyes as he scrapes his teeth along my sensitive flesh.

  “Vulrux is patient,” he says, swinging into position over me. His cock brushes my pussy, and my hips strain upward for more. “I am not.”

  His giant body settles over me, his biceps bulging by my head as he holds himself up. Reaching down, he fits himself into me. Pinning me with his gaze, he slides inside, inch by inch, centimeter by centimeter, until my inner walls are throbbing, my holes completely stretched.

  This is incredible.

  “Brace her,” Dennox says to Vulrux, who tightens his arms around me as the soldier’s hips begin to piston. A flush spreads over me, warmth from deep within, pleasure consuming me. Dennox speeds up until he’s fucking me so hard I’m about to fly apart. My breath comes in gasps, my body undulates between the two men. I’m drowning in desire, completely overwhelmed with sensation.

  “Don’t stop.” I hook my hands on Dennox’s pumping torso, digging my nails and hanging on for dear life. The move makes him pound harder, and I cry out encouragement. I might die from this pleasure, but if he stops, I definitely won’t survive. Each thrust makes me come undone.

  “Diya,” Vulrux gasps. His hips slam up, his cock pulsing inside me. I cry out as I shatter, a thousand shining droplets of pleasure raining down on me. With a snarl, Dennox plows forward once, twice, and lets out a fierce shout of triumph before he collapses on me. He still holds most of his weight, but he presses his face to my breasts, rubbing his stubble against them before resting his head between them, eyes closed. His expression radiates contentment.

  Weak with pleasure, I raise a hand and brush back his dark hair. We lay like that for a few long moments, the silence punctured only by our breathing and the steady dull drumbeats of the downpour outside.

  Finally, Dennox stirs, blinking and rising off me. Vulrux sits up and lifts me off his cock. I groan, belly fluttering with aftershocks, my muscles quivering and clenching.

  “Wow,” I say softly, grinning at my two men. It takes me two tries, but I finally sit up.

  Dennox opens his mouth to says something, and a shudder rocks through his giant body. Eyes wide, his head snaps to Vulrux, who frowns. A second later, the light-haired man’s body shudders the same way.

  In a blur, they both push away from the bed.

  “Guys? You okay?”

  “Outside,” Dennox gasps, pulling at Vulrux.

  I roll to my feet, grabbing my clothes and following them as they stumble through the house. I’m not exactly sure what’s happening, but I can guess.

  They’re transforming into dragons.

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  Vulrux:

  The air stills as the transformation begins.

  Pain fills my body. Near me, Dennox’s hands clench into fists, his expression agonized. My nails start to lengthen into claws, and I stare at them blankly. My mind is still hazy with pleasure, my body still sated and lax.

  Dennox, with his soldier’s quickness, understands what’s happening before I do. “The transformation is upon us,” he gasps, his face contorted as his bones twist and reshape. “We must go outside.”

  Bast! Of course. My house is many things, but dragon-proof it’s not. The mating bond took longer between Viola, Arax, and Nyx, but Viola hadn’t had Draekon blood flowing through her veins. Harper has, and the presence of the mutation must have accelerated the bonding.

  Dennox hurtles through the house, and I follow on his heels.

  “Harper, stay back!” I shout, and feel relief when she stops in the doorway, face stricken with worry. I don’t have time to tell her what’s happening. The dragon is upon me.

  The driving rain hammers at my body as I sink to my knees, gasping in agony.

  My skin tears. My bones break and reform. For an instant, I can’t breathe, and then I feel wings erupt. My skin hardens into scales, and my tail lashes to and fro.

  For sixty years, the dragon inside me has waited for this moment. Now, it is free at last.

  I rear up and breathe flames into the sky, bellowing my joy at the long-delayed transformation. At my side, a gleaming bronze dragon spreads its wings and arches upward. Dennox.

  Alerted by my roar, people fill the clearing. My cousin Arax, and his pair-bond, Nyx. Rorix. Ferix. Thrax. Haldax. Their eyes widen with awe as they see the two dragons in front of them.

  The rain hammers down, brutal and unrelenting. I snarl my defiance. I will fly today. I spread my wings, that glitter blue-green like the color of the underground lake, the color of Harper’s eyes.

  Pain engulfs me once more as the rain shreds my wings.

  Harper’s running toward me, as are the others. “Change back,” she screams. “Get to the safety of the paths.”

  I try to yell at her not to stay where she is. To my ever-lasting gratitude, Nyx grabs her before she runs into the rain. Thank Caeron. I take a deep breath. My body seems to know how to transform by instinct because I don’t have to think about what to do to become a man again.

  We crawl back to the paths. My arms are bruised, battered and sore, but I’m not badly injured; the rain didn’t have too much time to do damage.

  Harper sinks to her knees beside us, her fingers running over our arms. “Are you okay?”

  Dennox nods. “Just cuts and scratches,” he says, with a hardiness borne of long years of training. “It’ll heal by the morning.”

  Harper slowly realizes that a hush has fallen over the camp, and every single person is watching us. Including the two scientists. Her cheeks go pink as she takes in the audience. The mating bond causes the transformation; every single Draekon knows that. We might as well have announced that we just had sex.

  For a moment, she seems almost speechless, then she shrugs faintly, and her face splits into a broad grin. “Not to be a prude or anything,” she quips, “but I really think the two of you should put some clothes on.”

  Harper:

  Holy fucking tamales. They’re dragons. Call me superficial, but that’s totally, absolutely hot.

  Dennox’s dragon is bronze and powerful. Vulrux’s dragon is bluish-green and looks sleek and fast.

  And the fire-breathing? Is. So. Cool.

  I can’t wait to jump them again.

  The other Draekons crowd around my mates—and yes, I guess I’m calling them that—congratulating them, patting them on the back. Ryanna grins at me. “Let me guess, you couldn’t resist the hotties,” she says, under the chatter.

  I laugh. “I guess not.” I give her an appraising look. “Which leaves Sofia and you as the single ones.”

  She rolls her eyes. “Oh God, tell me you’re not going to become one of those people,” she says. “Everyone doesn’t have to be a couple, you know. Or a trio. Some of us are happy being single.”

>   I’ve watched Ryanna in camp. She totally has a crush on Thrax, and both Thrax and Zorux, have spent hours with her, patiently teaching her how to throw the bone knives they use to hunt.

  Of course, neither men transformed into dragons when they laid eyes on her. Maybe that’s what’s holding her back?

  “If you say so,” I reply, holding up my hands. “No matchmaking, I promise.”

  Viola comes up to me. “Don’t say ‘I told you so,’” I warn her. “Gloating is a bad look on you.”

  She doesn’t crack a smile. “Can I talk to you alone?” she asks, taking hold of my elbow and leading me away from everyone. When we’re out of earshot, she looks at me with a serious expression on her face. “I heard you went to visit Raiht’vi,” she says.

  So much for Nyx being cool about me visiting the scientist.

  “Yeah, is that against the rules?”

  She frowns. “Don’t be flippant, Harper.” She looks around and moves closer. “I don’t trust her.”

  “Why not? She’s not exactly winning prizes in the charm department, I grant you that, but she’s not that bad.”

  She takes a deep breath. “I’ve never told anyone this,” she warns. “Not even Arax and Nyx. When you were unconscious, Arax and Nyx went to back to the spaceship to get our luggage, which sounds harmless, but wasn’t really, because the rains were imminent, and they hadn’t transformed.”

  After seeing what the rains did to my two dragons, I can see why that would be dangerous.

  “They wanted it to be a surprise,” she continues in a low voice. “When I couldn’t find them, Raiht’vi told me that they went to look for the Draekons that took Olivia and the others.”

  “What?”

  She nods grimly. “She was ill,” she admits. “And she might have been delirious.”

  “But you don’t believe that.”

  “No.” She gives me a steady look. “I think she said that because she knew I’d go looking for Arax and Nyx in the jungle. I think she was trying to get me killed.”

  I give her a shocked look. “Are you sure?”