by Zoe Chant
“Wait,” she gasped.
Radu immediately looked up at her. She moaned a little at the loss of his mouth on her breasts and Sorin’s hands stopping their exploration, but she knew it wouldn’t be for long.
“I want to see you, too,” she said. “Both of you, and—there’s a couch, at least.”
She didn’t think she could get dressed and leave the building in a dignified fashion if her life depended on it, but her door was locked, and no one would bother them here. It was an old building, sturdily constructed. The walls were thick.
Radu smiled wickedly, and Sorin kissed her just under her ear.
Then they were both in motion, herding her across the office to the couch against the far wall. Sorin had managed to strip out of his t-shirt by the time they got there, revealing a white gold chain around his neck. He tugged Hannah down to sit sideways on his lap, going for the fastening of her bra with one hand and the zip of her pants with the other.
Radu stayed standing, shrugging out of his suit jacket and yanking off his tie. His eyes were riveted to her, and Hannah held his gaze while Sorin pushed her bra down. As soon as it was off, Hannah raised her own hands to cradle her breasts, offering them to Radu as he unbuttoned his shirt, peeling out of it and the undershirt beneath. He took his heavy watch off, leaving the slim gold bracelet he wore beneath.
Sorin had her pants undone, meanwhile, and his hand was sliding down the lower curve of her belly. His fingers found the place where her panties were damp. He rubbed her there, and Hannah’s eyelids fluttered as she moaned.
When she opened her eyes again Radu was perched on the edge of the couch by her knees. She spread her legs, making room for Sorin’s hand, room for Radu to come closer. Radu leaned in, his hands covering hers as he bent his head to her breasts, kissing and licking.
Hannah’s breath got faster, between Radu’s mouth on her breasts and Sorin’s fingers rubbing her through her panties. He got just the right pressure on her clit and Hannah let out a high, startled moan. She was leaning against Sorin’s bare, muscular chest, and his other arm was around her, holding her steady.
She slipped her hands from under Radu’s and reached for him, running her hands over the pale skin of his stern shoulders. He looked up at her, smiling with his eyes while his lips closed on her nipple.
Hannah leaned her head back against Sorin’s shoulder and let herself just feel. Her hands wandered over Radu and Sorin as they drove her out of her mind. It wasn’t long before she grabbed Sorin’s hand and redirected it under her panties. She wanted to really feel him, not just that sweet pressure through damp cotton.
She pushed her panties down, baring herself properly, and heard a little synchronized longing sound from both of her mates that made her open her eyes. Sorin’s fingers were buried in the dark red curls of her mound, his fingers finding just the right spot again. Radu’s gaze was lower, on the place where her thighs were parted, showing her pussy.
“You too,” Hannah whispered.
Radu looked up at her, startled.
Hannah took hold of his hand and guided it down.
“I want your fingers,” she told him. “Inside. Sorin—you stay right where you are.”
“Yes, ma’am,” they said, in perfect unison. Radu’s voice was low and hoarse, Sorin’s nearly laughing, and the harmony was perfect.
She turned her head to kiss that joyful laugh from Sorin’s lips while Radu’s fingers traced over her pussy, feeling how wet she was. She spread her legs for him as much as she could without stopping to get her clothes all the way off, and he took the hint.
Radu’s fingers slipped into her easily. She was so wet, so sensitive and ready. Radu curled his fingers right away, finding just the spot.
She gasped into Sorin’s mouth and arched up into Sorin’s fingers, and he pressed down, working her clit while Radu stroked her g-spot. Radu got back to kissing her breasts while Sorin held her tight, kissing her until she couldn’t breathe.
She could feel how hard his cock was under her, but Sorin seemed to pay no attention to that. Between her two mates’ attentions Hannah was soon writhing between them, gasping and moaning non-stop. Their hands and their mouths were everywhere, and they surrounded her, holding her steady and driving her wild all at once.
“How are we doing, sweetheart?” Sorin murmured in her ear. “Are you going to come for us?”
“Please,” she gasped, and Radu’s fingers pushed deep into her, hitting just the right angle.
“That’s it,” Radu murmured, his lips against her breast. “Right—there.”
She arched under their hands, biting her lip on a cry, and came in waves that seemed to wash away everything but their touch.
She lay perfectly limp, eyes closed, for a moment, until she became aware of her pants cutting into her thighs and the roughness of Sorin’s jeans under her butt. Their hands were still on her, Sorin’s cupping her belly, Radu’s resting on her thigh.
She opened her eyes and immediately met Radu’s gaze, and she saw the flicker of dragon fire in the darkness of his eyes. Hannah smiled and squirmed a little, feeling the delicious lingering heat in her body. She was thoroughly wet now, sensitive from her orgasm. The next touch would be glorious, and she had two mates still in need of satisfaction.
“So,” she said, squirming again to feel how hard Sorin was, glancing down at the front of Radu’s pants to see them tented out. “Now what?”
Radu’s gaze flicked up, past her, meeting Sorin’s eyes, and Sorin kissed the back of her neck, his hand sliding down toward her pussy.
“Take me, sweetheart?”
“You first,” Hannah agreed.
She looked back to Radu, and he gave her a hungry look as he slid off the couch, drawing her pants and underwear the rest of the way down. She was fully naked then, spread out on Sorin’s lap for both of them to see.
They were both watching like they’d never seen anything more desirable.
Sorin’s hands kept moving on her. He wasn’t trying to arouse her now. It was just like he couldn’t bear not to be touching her. Radu stood up and unfastened his pants, slipping them down off trim hips and freeing his cock.
Hannah moaned a little and sat up at the sight of it, big and beautifully thick. Sorin gave her a little push. She had to get off him so he could finish undressing. Hannah moved toward Radu, kneeling up on the couch and setting her hands on his hips.
Radu’s gaze only got hotter, and he wrapped one hand around the base of his cock, reaching out with the other hand to free the clips holding her hair. It tumbled down in unruly curls, and Sorin made a hungry sound behind her.
Hannah looked over to see him shimmying out of his jeans. His cock was just as big as Radu’s, though with more of a curve to it.
Hannah looked back and forth between them, and Sorin let out a soft little breath of laughter and came to stand right beside Radu so that she could see them easily, side by side. Hannah wrapped her right hand around Radu’s cock, her left around Sorin’s, and gave each of them a slow, light stroke.
Radu kept very still, but she could see his abs tensing with the effort. Sorin reached for her right away, setting his hand on her upper arm and petting her as he shivered all over.
They were both so hard for her, so eager, but willing to let her choose how to do this. Neither of them would push her, she knew. But she wanted them both. She was still dripping wet for them, and her pussy ached to be filled up by them.
She leaned over to give each of their cocks a promising kiss—Radu’s first, and then Sorin. Radu groaned at the touch of her lips, while Sorin sunk his fingers into her hair, but still neither of them pushed for more.
“Sorin first?” Hannah said then, leaning back to sit on her heels, spreading her knees wide to show her pussy.
“Yes,” Sorin said, sounding a little frantic. “My turn first.”
He turned away, grabbing his jeans again—looking for a condom, Hannah thought, which was good. Somebody had to be thinking about it
, and she hadn’t been thinking ahead at all.
“Let me hold you, darling,” Radu said, sitting down and opening his arms, and Hannah let herself trust them both to arrange everything. She followed the guidance of Radu’s hands, turning to sit on his lap, her back to his chest. She could feel his cock pressing against her butt, but Radu didn’t thrust against her, just guided her to spread her legs wide, her knees hooked over his, so that she was offered up to Sorin.
Sorin looked up from rolling on a condom and groaned, his eyes going hot and dark just like Radu’s.
Hannah reached down and touched herself for him, spreading her pussy open wider.
Sorin lunged toward her. He fell to his knees between her legs. His hands spread on her thighs and he licked right over her fingers as he pressed his face between her legs.
It was Hannah’s turn to groan. She sunk her fingers into Sorin’s curls, tugging him in closer. He went just where she wanted him, nuzzling and licking while Radu teased her breasts, until she was half-wild with pleasure.
“Now,” Hannah gasped. “Sorin, now, I need you, I need—”
“Sorry, sweetheart.”
Sorin picked his head up and gave her a smile with shiny-wet lips, and then he moved over her. He braced with one hand on the back of the couch, using the other hand to line up his cock with her pussy. He still teased a little, dragging the head over her wetness, rubbing it right against her clit.
“Now,” Hannah repeated, grabbing his hips.
“Now,” Sorin agreed. He slid into her in one long thrust, pushing her back against Radu as she was filled.
“Oh,” Hannah gasped. It was just what she needed, the completion of her mate inside her. She was surrounded by them again, Radu under her holding her tight while Sorin thrust into her, slowly at first and then faster and faster.
He was kissing her mouth, tasting like sex and sweetness, and every time he broke away to breathe he was murmuring to her how beautiful she was, how good she felt. Someone’s hand slid down to tease her clit again. Radu was still kissing her throat, nuzzling at her hair.
Hannah tipped over into another orgasm. It seemed to draw out forever as Sorin kept moving in her, Radu moving under her. She was lost in the explosion of bliss, and at some point she felt Sorin stiffen above her. He gripped her tighter and thrust into her deep and hard as he came.
Sorin relaxed over her, and Hannah stroked his hair as he panted, both of them coming down from their orgasms. She felt drunk with pleasure and satisfaction.
And still...
She turned her head to look at Radu, who caught her mouth in a kiss as soon as the angle allowed. She sighed against his mouth as he let her go. “I could kiss you all day.”
He kissed her again.
“I could do more than kiss you,” Radu murmured, stroking his hand down her thigh. “If you think you’re up for a little more.”
“Doesn’t feel little to me.” Hannah ground back against him as Sorin slipped from her pussy.
She made a soft wanting sound, and Radu’s hand slipped between her legs, pressing fingers in to fill her up while Sorin pulled away, rummaging through the clothes on the floor before he came up with another condom.
He handed it to Radu, and Hannah scooted forward on Radu’s lap to kiss Sorin again while Radu put the condom on. Then Radu’s hands were on her hips, guiding her to lift up. His cock slipped into her like it belonged there, filling her up perfectly, pressing just where she was feverishly sensitive after coming twice already.
“Oh,” she gasped, leaning into Sorin, her hands tight on his shoulders. “Oh, yes, Radu, yes.”
“As I said,” Radu murmured, his hips rocking under hers as his hands guided her to move on him. “Your wish is my command.”
Hannah’s breath went out of her in a long shuddering moan. Radu and Sorin held her up between them as Radu moved deep inside her, coaxing still more pleasure from her. She let them move her, trusting them to make it good, and the fire rose up in her again, higher and higher.
Soon she was riding Radu without help, rising and falling on his cock as she kissed Sorin. Radu moved under her, groaning as she worked his cock. She felt his grip on her tighten, his body stiffening, and she knew he was coming inside her. The throb and swell of his cock pushed her over the edge, and Hannah fell forward against Sorin’s chest as she came again.
They stayed there, in a sweaty, panting heap, until Hannah squirmed between her mates.
She looked around her office and felt herself go red all over again, giggling a little with the absurdity of it. It was four in the afternoon, a week before the mayoral election, and here she was, sandwiched between the Gray twins, her mates, on her office couch.
Sorin pulled back first. “Have we entertained you, sweetheart?”
Hannah laughed harder.
“Thoroughly!”
She accepted Sorin’s hands to help her rise up off of Radu and get to her feet. She felt unsteady, as if her bones had melted a little. She was pleasantly sore, too. She glanced at her discarded clothes and her office chair and could not imagine simply going back to work for the rest of the afternoon.
“I think it’s time to make our escape,” Sorin said, eyeing the windows and tugging Hannah forward a step.
Radu stood behind her. Hannah glanced back at him as she said, “I don’t know, what will my new boss think about me leaving early?”
Radu grinned, looking like Sunny again, all relaxed and sweet. He stepped up and wrapped his arms around her from behind.
“I’m sure he’ll understand the circumstances,” Radu murmured in her ear. “You may want to put a few things back on, darling. It’ll be a bit breezy.”
“Oh,” Hannah said, abruptly understanding Sorin’s glance at the windows. Her heart beat faster. “Really?”
“How else?” Sorin asked, grinning and walking right up to the window, completely naked.
Radu was gathering up Hannah’s clothes, and he helped her into her panties and pants, then untangled her bra, while Sorin was pushing the window up and leaning out, looking at the wall outside.
“This should work,” Sorin announced. “There’s a ledge. Won’t even have to jump out and change in midair.”
“You wouldn’t...” Hannah looked at Radu, who smiled a little and shrugged.
“Desperate times,” Sorin said. “Well, and being teenagers. We haven’t done it like that in a long time, honestly. Usually there’s some way around it.”
Hannah shrugged into her shirt and did up a few of the buttons while Radu gathered up the rest of the clothes scattered on the floor, including everyone’s shoes. He bundled them efficiently together, tucking half inside Sorin’s t-shirt and buttoning up his own shirt around the rest, and carried all of it over to the window.
“Me first?” Sorin asked, already leaning halfway out.
Hannah couldn’t help admiring his gorgeously naked body before she glanced out to be sure that the schoolkids had left the park and wouldn’t be getting an eyeful as Sorin climbed out. No one seemed to be looking their way.
“You first,” Radu agreed, his tone longsuffering and teasing all at once. “As always.”
Sorin leaned in and gave Hannah one more quick kiss.
He hauled himself out the window in a startlingly graceful motion, balancing himself for an instant on the ledge before he started to change. His body shifted and stretched until he unfurled his wings and pushed away to fly in a short loop.
He was amazing, a huge dragon with deep green scales, nearly black. There was a glitter to them that made the color unmistakable in the sunshine.
“Oh,” Hannah breathed, staring wide-eyed at her mate.
She looked over at Radu, who was smiling as he watched his twin fly.
Showoff, she heard Radu say, and realized that he was directing his dragon-speech to her and Sorin both.
Our mate should know what she’s getting, Sorin replied blithely.
He came back to the window, clinging to it somehow with hi
s hind legs and reaching in with one foreleg to Hannah.
Ready? Sorin asked.
Hannah looked over at Radu again, and he took her hand and helped her. She rested her arms on Sorin’s scaled forelegs, and felt his clawed hands wrap gently, carefully around her before he helped her out the window, lifting her in one arm to hold her against his huge, scaled chest.
Radu passed over the bundles of clothes to Sorin’s other arm, and then Sorin pushed off, carrying her in a dizzy swoop. She looked back and saw Radu in his dragon form. He pushed off the wall of the town hall and beat his wings to join them in the air.
He looked just like Sorin in this shape, but there was something about the way he held himself, even in flight, that was perfectly, entirely Radu. Hannah knew she would never confuse the two of them.
Where to? Radu asked, rising above them to circle.
“Oh,” Hannah said aloud, but the sound of her voice was taken away by the wind and the beating of her mates’ wings.
I mean—that way, three blocks north. The red house, third from the corner.
She screamed aloud in the next second as Sorin swooped down toward her house. She’d barely gotten her head around flying in a dragon’s hold, and the dive was shocking.
Sorin quickly leveled out, and Hannah gasped, clinging to him. She had the sense that Radu was scolding Sorin, somewhere she couldn’t quite hear.
Sorry, Sorin said. I got excited.
Sorin glided very gently the rest of the way to her house. He landed lightly in the backyard, barely brushing the trees, and he was shifting back into his human shape almost before he set her on her feet. He stumbled over and closed his arms around her once he was human again.
Hannah pulled him over to the back porch, looking up as Radu came in for his own landing, just as precise and careful. In the blink of an eye he was back in his human shape, gathering up the bundles of clothes that Sorin had dropped.
“Shall we?” Radu asked dryly.
Hannah took a breath to calm her racing heart and turned to open the back door. Her keys were—hopefully—still in her jacket pocket, but she never bothered to lock the back door.