by Ophelia Bell
Looking up from his comfortable nest at Simina’s back, he saw Cato hovering beside the bed with an uncertain expression. Veryl shot an irritated look over his shoulder at their teammate. “Dude, it’s called snuggling. It’s something we do after making love to a woman at the same time.”
“Or to each other,” Dez said. “I think we’ve covered that tonight too.”
Cato let out a deep breath and climbed in behind Veryl. Dez watched him then darted his gaze to Veryl, whose expression was almost as fearful as Cato’s, as though neither of them were quite comfortable with the new feelings all this had awakened in them. Dez reached across Simina and gripped Veryl’s bicep. “It’s okay to want the pleasure as much as the love, trust me.”
“I know,” Veryl said, gazing adoringly down at Simina. “She showed me that much, at least. It’s just so new, knowing I can finally have it all with both of you too. You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this.”
Cato settled onto the bed, draping one arm over Veryl’s midsection while he situated his other arm above his head. He scooted close and kissed the other man on the shoulder, then twisted back around to turn out the bedside lamp. “Let’s give this snuggling thing a shot,” he said.
Dez switched off his light and settled back against the sleeping woman between them, closing his eyes in contentment.
“My money’s on Dez caving first for morning sex,” Cato said into the darkness.
Veryl chuckled. “That’s not even a fair bet. Of course it’ll be him.”
“Fuck you both,” Dez said.
“Is that a promise?” Cato asked.
Dez’s cock twitched. “You can fucking count on it.”
* * *
Sleeping had always been one of Dez’s favorite indulgences after food and sex, but it had never felt so damn good. After the past several years of sleeping alone, jerking off alone, and only sharing meals with his two closest friends, he was in heaven.
Simina snoozed in his arms, a small furnace of warmth and softness. He fell into blissful slumber with his lips pressed to the back of her neck and his hand cupping one of her ample breasts. He didn’t even dream, he was so utterly content with her in his arms and Veryl and Cato both in close contact.
He wasn’t sure what roused him, but the first thing he was aware of when consciousness seeped in late that night was a low whisper and breathy, feminine sigh in response. Simina shifted against him, and a second later, a big hand slipped between their bodies and gripped his stiff erection.
Dez let out a startled grunt in response, and when his eyesight acclimated to the dark, he could see Veryl’s violet gaze glowing back at him. Behind Veryl, Cato leaned up on one elbow, his mouth at Veryl’s ear. “That’s right, get him hard. As soon as he’s fucking her, I’m burying myself in your ass.”
Veryl closed his eyes, his lips parting, and a low groan of longing escaped his throat. He tightened his fist around Dez’s cock, stoking the fire of lust inside him.
“I’ve got this, brother,” Dez said, smiling at his friend. He pulled Veryl’s hand away from his shaft and Veryl gripped Simina’s hip with it instead. The soft sigh she emitted betrayed her consciousness, as did the shift of her backside against Dez’s groin.
Dez pushed against her and whispered, “You ready for me, baby?”
She twisted in his arms until her torso was slanted into him, and looked up into his eyes. “Yes. Please, yes.” At the same time, she lifted her leg and draped it over his hip, opening herself for him. The movement made his cock slip between her legs, resting just against the upper swell of her lower thigh, right at the edge of her wetness. The heat sank into him and he slipped his hand down her belly to part her folds, then tilted his hips back, and then up again so his tip was aimed right at her opening.
“Ohh,” she moaned as he pushed into her, the soft sound mimicking the groan of pure ecstasy that rushed unbidden from him. She turned to face Veryl again, who captured her mouth in a hungry kiss.
“Give him what he wants,” Dez said to Cato, and only then did he catch sight of the open bottle of lube on the bedside table and Cato’s movements at Veryl’s back. As he pushed deep into Simina’s tight sheath, Cato’s body mirrored his movements, and Veryl let out a deep, agonized groan, wincing at the invasion.
“Shh,” Simina said, placing her hand on Veryl’s cheek. “It hurts the first time. It’ll feel good soon.” She slipped her hand down between them and began stroking Veryl’s cock. Dez reached over her and added his hand to Veryl’s shaft, squeezing his base while Simina’s smaller hand worked up and down above where he held his friend.
Veryl kissed her again, and while their mouths merged, he moved his hand between her thighs and began to stroke her with as much urgency as she and Dez were stroking him.
Dez had every desire to draw this out for as long as he could, but his dragon was going wild with the flood of emotions and sensations he and his teammates shared. They hadn’t even marked each other, but everything felt different. They were more in sync than they’d ever been in the arena or during training. And when Simina’s tight channel clenched around him and her cries grew more intense, he sensed the rising tide of pleasure surging in all four of them at once.
“Fuck, baby, that’s so fucking good,” he murmured in her ear as he plunged into her over and over, riding the pleasure to a mind-blowing climax, unsure where his ended and the others’ began.
Veryl’s blazing purple gaze met his, and a singular thought shot through his mind, one he was sure they all shared: “More.”
Dez wanted it all, and the tight squeeze of Simina’s pussy around his cock told him she wasn’t ready to stop, either. He pulled out of her and rolled her onto her back, settling between her legs. She stared up at him, flushed and breathless, then glanced at Cato as though for direction.
Their team captain laughed as he pulled out of Veryl. “We’re not even close to finished yet, love. You said you wanted everything.”
Dez pushed her legs wide and she lifted them, bending her knees and pulling them close to her chest. Her beautiful snatch spread open for him and his mouth watered. “Goddamn, are you perfect. I want everything too, starting with a taste of this, now that you’re filled up with all three of us. Then I’m having a taste of your ass, since you seem to know so much about what it feels like to have a cock in you there.” He slicked two fingers down through her slick folds, straight to the tight opening at her backside, and teased in circles before pushing two fingers into her.
Simina’s head fell back onto the pillows with a moan, and she was soon obscured by Veryl, who had turned over and was now on all fours. Veryl kissed her as Dez slipped down to settle himself between her thighs and delve into heaven. He swiped his tongue in a long sweep up through the center of her channel while still slowly fucking two fingers into her ass. She gripped her knees tight, holding herself open for him to feast on.
And feast he did, shoving his tongue into her to sample the delicious combination of all four of them that was now mixed up inside her. He moaned at the decadent treat, better than any dessert he could have imagined, then shifted focus to her clit, sucking the hard little bundle and rolling it against his tongue until she bucked and let out a muffled cry into Veryl’s mouth.
The violet dragon refused to relent, kissing her as though their lives depended on it while he teased and toyed with Simina’s breasts.
Beside Dez, Cato moved up to Veryl’s ass again and pushed his freshly lubed cock back in. “I had no idea this would be so damn good,” Cato said.
Seeing his friend’s thick, wet shaft disappear into Veryl made Dez’s own cock throb with need. He added a third finger to Simina’s tight opening and she took it easily, her juices proving more than enough lubricant. She was wetter than he could comprehend, and the very idea of coating his cock in her lust again and shoving into her tight ass had his head spinning.
He rose up on his knees and held onto the backs of her thighs, pushing her legs wide until Cato took one in
his hand and held it against Veryl’s hip, giving Simina’s ankle a gentle kiss that was completely at odds with the violent pounding he was giving Veryl’s ass.
Her sweet pussy continued to drip down her cleft, and her tight rosette was covered in it. Dez positioned his knees to either side and pressed his thick tip at her opening, pushing a little at a time, surprised at how readily she took him, despite how tight she was.
“Yes! Dez, do it, please. Fuck me hard!” she cried, pulling free of Veryl’s fevered kiss. Veryl’s mouth was at her breasts now, sucking one nipple as though he were ready to devour her whole.
Dez’s body was on fire and his head buzzed with need. He held tight to her thighs. “Hold on, baby. You want all of me, you got me.” Then he slammed into her ass hard, his entire body thrumming with the intense pleasure of that single stroke.
They were nothing but a tangle of bodies joined in indulgence for what seemed an eternity. Dez and Cato swapped once, taking a turn at their partners’ asses while Simina and Veryl embraced, touching each other with urgency that betrayed their own enjoyment. Simina had her hand wrapped around Veryl’s cock while Cato fucked her, and Veryl’s fingers strummed at her clit until her climax had her flushed and crying out yet again. And just like before, when she came, the three of them followed suit almost immediately.
Dez never wanted this to end, but soon exhaustion overtook them all and they collapsed together onto the bed, barely finding enough energy to cover themselves up. This time Simina was sandwiched between Cato and Veryl, her head resting on Veryl’s shoulder while the big, violet dragon gently caressed her shoulder and Cato stroked her hip.
Dez settled at Veryl’s other side.
“So which of you was it?” he asked.
“Hmm?” Veryl replied.
“Who caved? I know for a fact it wasn’t me. You guys were already starting when I woke up.”
Veryl chuckled. “Wasn’t me, either. I woke up with her hand on my cock and Cato’s fingers in my ass. I think we’re in trouble with these two deviants calling the shots.”
Dez’s eyebrows shot up and he glanced between Simina and Cato. Neither one opened their eyes, but both sported wicked smirks.
“He loved it,” Cato rumbled. “You both did.”
“Loved every fucking second,” Veryl said.
“So did I, man. So did I.”
19
Simina woke sticky and sated, almost buried in a pile of warm male dragon goodness. She hadn’t felt so good … so complete in ages. At least not since she’d first made love to Talon and they’d explored their darker desires together.
Her bottom was still a little sore, both from Cato’s spanking and then from the thorough fucking. Had all three had her? She couldn’t quite remember, but as the haze of sleep cleared, she thought she remembered being almost perpetually tangled with Veryl in a tender embrace while the other two had their way with each of them.
She turned toward the dark-skinned man on one side of her, her chest warming at how peaceful he looked. It turned out they had that in common. No wonder they didn’t quite work on their own together—he needed a dominant partner as much as she did.
But the tenderness he added to the mix was a more than perfect counterpoint to Cato’s almost sadistic domination and Dez’s hedonistic abandon. Between the three of them, she could actually see herself finding happiness again, if they were willing to entertain the idea of sharing.
She’d heard of other shifters who were in polyamorous relationships. Bryer and Ignazio were the ones she was closest to, and they certainly appeared beyond happy with their mate, though she doubted the two of them took their friendship to the level these three men had. But who was she to judge if they did? It was none of her business.
She was just happy that Veryl had gotten what he wanted. And that with any luck, she would too. God, should she even bring up the idea of making it official so soon?
She glanced at their sleeping bodies, Veryl on his side still with his arm draped over her, Dez on the far side of him, clinging just as close, and Cato just over her shoulder at her back, one thick tattooed arm draped over her middle. It was like the world stopped for her in that second, her body humming from head to toe with the overwhelming ache to have all three of them as her mates, and more than that—to have their children.
The sound of Cato’s breathing changed behind her, his hand tightening on the breast he had been cupping in his sleep. “I can hear your wheels turning, love,” he whispered. “Care to share?”
“I was just thinking how the three of you made a mess of me last night. Yet somehow, I don’t mind a bit.”
He chuckled and leaned up on one elbow to stare down at her with a dubious look. “I don’t believe that’s really what you were thinking, but I have ways of making you talk.” The glint in his eyes sent a hot jolt to her core, and she shivered.
“As much as I would adore letting you subject me to whatever you define as torture, I’d like to bathe first.” She sat up and started to navigate a way out of the bed, but paused to stare at the bathroom door when a thought occurred to her.
“What is it?” Cato asked.
“I don’t think the shower will do,” she said, recalling the expansive bathroom in the luxurious cabin and the huge, shining shower she’d marveled at as she did her business after their second round of sex the night before. Dez’s cabin was a step above her own, but even as big as the shower was, it wasn’t big enough for all of them.
“It works just fine. Dez didn’t seem to mind getting fucked in it yesterday morning,” Cato said.
“Oh, if it were just me, I’d be in there already, but I’m not the only one who needs a bath after last night.”
Cato’s eyebrows lifted and the corner of his mouth curled. “True enough. Got any better ideas?”
She turned toward him and pointed past his shoulder, out the French doors that led to the dock. The length of weathered wooden planks stretched several yards past the shore of a lake that extended about a mile back, ending at thick forests on the opposite shore. “That bathtub is plenty big enough for four dragons.”
With a surge of joy, she leapt to her feet in the center of the bed and bounced up and down gleefully, bursting with too much happiness to hold it in. Cato let out a surprised laugh as she bounded over him, giggling at the noises of the other two men rousing from their slumber with gruff grumbles and half-coherent questions.
“Time for a morning swim, boys! Catch me if you can!”
She tore naked down the dock, shifting as she ran. When she reached the end and vaulted off, she was fully shifted and her wings stretched wide, carrying her across the water, her talons skimming the mirror-smooth surface. With the sunrise reflected beneath her, she felt surrounded by sky.
She soared up, stretched her wings and made a wide arc into the air above the lake, then angled back down, aiming for the water near the end of the dock. As she approached, she saw all three of the men running naked down the end and diving into the water. They came up in a circle, staring up at her and she aimed for the open water between them.
She plunged in head first, shifting beneath the water as she swam back to the surface. Dez, Cato, and Veryl were soaking wet and laughing. Breathless from her sprint around the lake, she stared around at each of them. Her heart raced and her body heated with a fresh wave of need she didn’t think she’d ever tire of, now that they’d reawakened it.
As they treaded water, their expressions changed, mirroring the rising tide of carnal hunger that gripped her.
“I don’t care how sore I am. I need you now. All three of you. Please.”
Veryl treaded water in front of her. He cupped her cheek in one hand, his gaze earnest and filled with love. “You have us, starshine. Anything you need.”
At her sides, the other two moved in, murmuring their agreement. As a unit, they urged her closer to shore where they could find purchase on the sandy bed beneath the water. Rather than attempt to share her tender pussy the way the
y had the night before, they took their time. Veryl made love to her first, wrapping her legs around his waist while he entered her beneath the water. Cato and Dez supported her floating torso, kissing her and teasing her breasts while they caressed her body from shoulders to hips.
She climaxed along with Veryl, her gaze shifting between three sets of eyes and the brightening sky above, feeling like she was flying the entire time, carried on the currents of the pleasure they gave her. When Veryl finished, Dez took his place, plunging into her with the sensual enjoyment she’d learned was his trademark. After another shared orgasm, Cato took his turn, spearing her with his cock so hard she cried out at the first stroke, clinging to the other two as he fucked her with mad urgency before finally slowing and letting himself enjoy their coupling.
She lost herself in the languid undulations of their ministrations, losing count again of the number of orgasms they gave her. Finally, they were all spent and satisfied.
After seeing to their actual bathing, she climbed back onto the dock with the intention of running into the cabin for a towel. Veryl hopped out before she could take a step and immediately had her wrapped in a blanket-sized towel, rubbing down her chilled limbs.
“Wow, you were prepared, weren’t you?” She smiled up at him, pleased by his thoughtfulness.
He smiled and reached for another folded towel among the stack he’d apparently left waiting for them before joining her in the water. “I didn’t think you’d want to go inside immediately. It’s beautiful out here at dawn, isn’t it?”
He wrapped the towel around his waist and sat in one of the sturdy wooden lounge chairs nearby, tugging her hand until she fell boneless onto his lap. She rested her head on his shoulder with a happy sigh, watching Cato and Dez horseplaying in the water.
“Are they always like this?” she asked.
“Never,” Veryl said. “They bicker. Dez likes to push Cato’s buttons like you wouldn’t believe, even though he looks up to him. We both do—he’s our leader, always has been in some sense since we were kids, but we trust him because he’s always right.”