Dragon Isle Boxed Set, Books 4-6: Lost to the Dragon, Beware of Dragons, and Catching the Dragon

by Stern, Sophie

  “What are you doing?” Penelope’s voice quivered.

  “Something I should have done a long time ago,” she murmured, and pressed her lips to Penelope’s.

  Something snapped inside of Penelope as Lindsey touched her. The woman’s touch was gentle, soft, and everything that Penny had been craving. Lindsey gave her a sweet kiss, the kind of kiss you’d give on a first date, but when she went to pull away, Penelope grabbed her.

  She yanked Lindsey back to her, pressing their bodies together. The room went silent, everyone vanishing from Penelope’s mind as she focused fully on the kiss, on Lindsey, on the moment.

  A moan escaped her mouth as she gently licked and sucked Lindsey’s perfect pink lips. How had she been missing out on this? She’d never been with a woman before, but now?

  Now it seemed pretty fucking fantastic.

  Lindsey seemed perfectly comfortable as her hands traced down Penelope’s arms. A tingle shot through her body and settled in her pussy, lighting her core on fire as Lindsey deepened the kiss.

  Penelope wasn’t sure if she was allowed to do more or not, but she was trying to live in the moment, so she slid her hands to Lindsey’s bottom and gripped. Firm, tight, and tiny, her ass was everything Penelope’s was not, but she didn’t let insecurity rule her.

  Not tonight.

  She had never been particularly into women, but it was like going to the club had woken this new side of herself she’d never known about. Just like when she was thinking of Janae naked, now she was wondering what it would be like to play with Lindsey.

  “Fuck, that’s hot,” she heard a voice say, but Penelope was too far gone to know who was speaking or what else they were saying.

  Lindsey’s hands came to her front and cupped her breasts over her thin t-shirt. Penelope moaned as Lindsey pinched her nipples over her shirt. Her pussy was wet. She could feel her panties growing wetter as Lindsey continued to kiss and touch her.

  “I can’t not be a part of this,” she heard a voice say. “This is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.” Then Jasmine was pressed up against her from behind. She knew it was Jasmine. She could smell her.

  “What are you doing?” She whispered against Lindsey’s mouth, but Jasmine just licked her neck. She bit Penelope’s ear.

  “Just joining in on the fun, honey.” Her hands found Penelope’s shirt and she lifted it, pulling it up over her head and off. She tossed the shirt to the floor, then settled her hands on Penelope’s hips as she continued sucking and biting her neck.

  “So lovely,” Lindsey murmured from in front of Penelope, and she kissed slowly down her front. Her tongue swept across Penelope’s clavicle in long, swift movements.

  “Breathe,” Jasmine whispered in Penelope’s ear, and she realized she had been holding her breath.

  She breathed in and out and then gasped when Lindsey sucked a nipple into her mouth.

  “Oh my dragons,” she murmured.

  “That’s it, just let go,” Jasmine’s voice sounded again in her ear. “Tonight, honey? It’s all about relaxing. It’s all about letting go of everything.”

  “I didn’t know I was hanging onto anything,” Penelope said dryly, but Lindsey bit her nipple and she yelped. Jasmine held her perfectly in place, and she groaned, grinding her hips back against her.

  “Hush,” Jasmine said, and she closed her mouth, shut her eyes, and focused on the sensations.

  Lindsey played with each of Penelope’s breasts, giving them her full attention.

  “I love your tits, Pen,” she murmured as she sucked and licked them. “They’re so full and round and heavy.”

  Lindsey stripped off her shirt, then, and stood back up to kiss Penelope some more. She rubbed her own breasts against Penelope. Her fingers caressed Penelope’s face as their nipples touched. It was unlike anything Penelope had ever experienced before.

  She wondered how people went through life without feeling anything like this, without feeling this alive, this at peace.

  Lindsey kissed her again, more deeply this time, and Penelope almost came right there.

  Then, to her surprise, Lindsey pulled away and winked.

  “I think that should about do it.”

  “What?” Penelope asked through her lust-filled haze. She couldn’t quite think straight anymore.

  The other girls giggled. Penelope noticed that Janae and Ashley were facing each other and touching a little bit, though they still had their clothes on.

  “She just wanted to get you a little riled up before your date, hon,” Jasmine said. “And from what I can see, she did a lot more than that. Janae almost came.”

  “I did not,” Janae protested, but then smirked and said, “I totally almost did.”

  “That’s…that’s it?” Penelope asked, but Lindsey just nodded.

  “You needed to relaxed. We helped you relax. Nothing more. Don’t read too much into it.”

  “Do you guys all…”

  “Fool around all the time?” Lindsey finished. “Sometimes. Usually when my Master wants to see me play with someone else. Most of us have fooled around or kissed at one point or another, but it’s usually in front of the guys. It gets them riled up and it’s fun for us, so it’s not really a big deal.”

  “Oh,” Penelope said, touching her fingers to her lips. She had no idea her friends were so sexually open. Sure, they all hung out at a dungeon, but lots of people did that.

  Right?

  “Are you ready for tonight, Pen?” Jasmine asked. She pet Penelope’s hair softly, running her fingers through her hair. It was long. She’d been growing her hair out and it was well past her shoulders now.

  “I’m not sure.” Her answer was honest, but timid.

  The plan was that she’d dress up and have Jasmine fly her out to The Dungeon. The sex club was located in a mansion in the woods, or jungle, if you wanted to get serious about the uninhabited part of the island, and you had to fly there.

  She was a dragon, so she could fly herself, but tonight she didn’t want to show up naked. She couldn’t exactly carry clothes to change into if she flew herself there. Well, she could cart a suitcase or basket, but who wanted to do that? She wanted to look good when she showed up. She didn’t want to look windblown.

  Tonight she wanted to look her best.

  Penelope didn’t know what Miles planned to do to her – or with her – but she sure wanted to find out. Something about him was different from the last time they’d run into each other. Maybe it was his attitude or maybe it was just growing up.

  Penelope wanted to figure it out. She wanted to get to know him. As much as the idea of giving him another chance terrified her, she wanted to see what Miles was hiding beneath that way-too-gorgeous surface of his.

  “Now I’m horny and nervous,” Penelope muttered, but the other girls giggled.

  “It’ll be okay,” Ashley said kindly. Her hair was pink again and pulled back in two pigtails. Penelope reached out and tugged one, but Ashley’s eyes darkened. “Don’t do that unless you want me to jump your bones, too.”

  Penelope raised an eyebrow.

  “It makes her super horny. She’s into hairpulling and a bite of pain.”

  “Just a bite, though.” Ashley winked.

  “Fuck,” Penelope muttered. She needed to leave before she got any more excited about her friends and their sexy bodies. She reached for the corset they’d chosen for her earlier. “I better get laid tonight.”

  “I don’t think that’s going to be a problem,” Lindsey said.

  Jasmine laced the corset while Ashley started fidgeting with Penelope’s makeup. Ashley was the go-to girl for makeup on the island. She could make anyone look fantastic. Even if you’d spent the last three days crying and drinking and not sleeping, Ashley could make you look like you were a princess going to a ball.

  “Smoky eyes, smoky eyes,” she said, holding up a bunch of different brushes. “You’re going to make his dick so hard,” Ashley said. “I wanna hear all about how it taste
s while you suck it.”

  “Aren’t you married?” Penelope said, surprised at how open they were all being.

  “Doesn’t mean I don’t want the deets, hon. Maybe I’ll learn something.”

  “I doubt you have anything left to learn.”

  “There’s always something new to learn. Why do you think we all love The Dungeon so much? Even if you’ve already tried something, sometimes it’s fun to see how someone else does the same thing.”

  “Or how they do it with different people,” Jasmine added.

  When Jasmine finished lacing the corset, Penelope slid off her pants and panties and stepped into the g-string. Sure enough, it made her ass look great. She twisted and turned in front of the full-length mirror in her room, admiring the view. She’d never really thought too much about her backside, but now she thought she looked great.

  She looked completely touchable.

  “As promised,” Jasmine smiled, patting her on the bottom. “You look great. Curvalicious, hon. Curvalicious.”

  “Sit,” Janae pointed to the bed, and Penelope sat down while the girls slid the way-too-high stilettos onto her feet. She was glad for their help because the damn things had so many straps, Penelope couldn’t tell which way was up.

  Then they started prettying her up. As the women gathered around to fix her hair and makeup, Penelope’s heart swelled. She was lucky to have so many great friends in her life who would drop everything they were doing tonight just to help her.

  She was so lucky.

  So, so lucky.

  “He’s going to go nuts,” Janae said when they’d finished.

  Penelope stood and turned to look at herself in the mirror. Her hair was dark brown with blonde highlights. It looked more blonde than brown today. Janae had curled it and Lindsey had helped her pin it back and up. She looked like a slutty cheerleader going to prom.

  In a corset.

  Ashley, true to her word, had given her smoky eyes and used bright red lipstick on her mouth. It really made her lips pop. She wondered quickly what they would look like wrapped about Miles’ cock. Would he like looking down at her, seeing her mouth around him?

  “I wish Audrey and Skye were here,” Jasmine commented. “They’d go nuts for the dirty pinup girl look.”

  Penny nodded. Then there was a bright flash in her face.

  “Hey!” She screeched. “No pictures.”

  “It’s just for the other girls,” Janae waved her hand. “Audrey will slap me if I don’t at least get a picture. Besides, it’s on ChattySnappy, so it’ll delete in like, five seconds, anyway.”

  “You ready, hon?” Jasmine looked back to Penelope, who was staring in the mirror.

  “Ready as I’ll ever be,” Penelope said. She stood on wobbly heels and watched as Jasmine stripped down. She tossed her clothes on the bed and guided Penelope outside.

  “We’ll clean everything up, then lock up before we go,” Ashley said. “Don’t worry. You’re going to be great.”

  “You really look wonderful,” Janae added helpfully.

  Even Lindsey smiled, winked, and pinched her nipple through the corset.

  “Knock ‘em dead, baby.”

  Jasmine gave Penelope one last gentle hug, careful not to mess with her hair. Then she closed her eyes and held still for a moment. She shifted into a beautiful, big dragon. The shift took only a few seconds, then Jasmine’s human form was gone and in its place was a stunning creature.

  “You’re so gorgeous,” Penny whispered.

  Even though Penny was a shifter, too, she loved seeing her friends shift. She liked watching them change from normal-looking women into these big, majestic creatures. She wondered sometimes how humans did it: stayed normal. She wondered how they handled staying in their normal bodies all the time. Penny could hold her human form without trouble and considered it to be her default state, but sometimes she just needed to shift.

  It was like an itch that built up inside of her, swelling and growing until she had to let the dragon out or the desire to shift would consume her. She would be rendered incapable of doing anything else until she changed, until she let herself become free.

  Stepping forward, Penny reached for Jasmine and stroked her softly. Her fingers roamed her friend’s hard body, touching her gently, petting her. Jasmine growled in response. It sounded like a good growl.

  “You’re gonna be late,” Lindsey said helpfully, and Penny nodded. Jasmine knelt down and Penny climbed up, wrapped her arms around her friend’s neck, and took a deep breath.

  “It’ll be fine,” Ashley said.

  “You’re going to be great,” Janae added.

  “Thanks. I think it’ll be okay.” It had to be.

  She looked fantastic and she was feeling horny and anxious. Thanks to her friends getting her all riled up, she was more aroused than nervous now, but it was time to go see Miles again and suddenly, her stomach was full of butterflies.

  They were going to be alone together for the first time in forever. They were going to be alone at a mansion in the forest where anything could happen. He could murder her and no one would ever know. Not that Miles would ever do something like that, but Penny was dramatic sometimes and had random thoughts.

  No, he definitely wasn’t going to murder her.

  What he was going to do was so much scarier.

  There was no doubt in her mind that the night would end in sex. It would end in dirty, raw, filthy, sweaty sex and once that happened, she couldn’t pretend to hate humans anymore. Not that she hated them now, but she had stuck firmly to her “no dating humans” rule for years. Tonight she was going to break it.

  He could break her heart or make her soar and Penelope didn’t know which was going to happen.

  It was time for her to go see Miles.

  Time healed all wounds, right?

  So what could possibly go wrong?

  6

  Miles paced in front of the empty mansion, waiting for Penelope to arrive. Would she actually come? Would she show up? Had he been too hard on her?

  He hadn’t expected to run into her at Anthony’s place. When he’d contacted his old friend to let him know he’d be returning to Dragon Isle, Anthony had been ecstatic. He hadn’t said much about Penny, and even though Miles had been dying to ask, he’d tried to play it cool. He certainly hadn’t anticipated seeing her at the sex club.

  What was that about?

  Maybe Anthony had been too wrapped up in handling Gabriel and their new mate, Audrey. Perhaps getting him up to speed on Miss Alchemy was the least of Anthony’s concerns. Still, Miles would have liked to know if Penelope had suddenly discovered her submissive side. Had she been playing with other Doms? Had she slept with someone who was into the lifestyle? Did she know what it felt like to be tied up and teased?

  Did she want to discover that with him?

  When he spent that summer with Penelope years ago, she had been sweet and innocent. He had stolen her virginity, but she had stolen his heart. Their lovemaking had been sweet, slow, and romantic. It had been the perfect reflection of their innocent love. They were both untainted by the world. They were naïve, young. Now, neither one of them was naïve. Neither one of them was young.

  During his years away, Miles had played with plenty of women, but their sex had never been romantic. He didn’t want romantic. He didn’t want sweet. He wanted hard, fast fucks he didn’t have to think too much about. He didn’t want the romance because he knew it would remind him of her. It would remind him of Penelope and everything he’d walked away from for his country.

  He’d served his country for six long years, but it had cost him everything.

  It had cost him his princess.

  Leaving the island had been a mistake: one Miles had lived with for years. Not a day had passed that he didn’t think of her. No matter where he was stationed, no matter where he was fighting, no matter where he was with, he thought of her sweet face. He missed her, loved her. He craved her.

  No one could r
eplace Penelope.

  When he’d been overseas, things had been tough. When he wasn’t too exhausted and sleep deprived to be scared, he’d been horrified. He didn’t want to admit how afraid he’d been. There had been a few close calls where he’d wondered if he would ever make it back to her. Would he ever be able to show her how much he’d missed her?

  Would he ever get the chance to tell her he was sorry for leaving?

  He never should have gone. He knew that. Still, Penelope was the reason he was back. She had no idea how much strength she’d given him. In the battlefield, in his job, and in life, he thought of her. He pushed himself because he wanted to make her proud. He wanted to come back to Dragon Isle and find her. Miles wanted to show her that he had become a strong man: a good man.

  He was a man she could be proud of.

  He was a man she could love.

  Maybe it was too much, expecting her to come talk to him tonight. Maybe it was too soon.

  He’d been wanting to “talk” to Penelope for the better part of six years and now? Now the only thing he wanted was to fuck her, dominate her, own her. He wanted to whisper that she was his, that she’d always been his. He wanted to fuck her until she forgot all the other men she’d been with. He wanted their faces to fade from her mind, from her heart.

  He wanted her.

  Miles wanted to possess Penelope Alchemy the way she had possessed him for six damn years.

  Yeah, he’d run off and enlisted, but he hadn’t forgotten her. He had pined for her, hoped for her. He’d wanted her, craved her. He’d been with other women during his time away. Six years was a damn long time, but none of them had come close to making him feel the way she did.

  None of them could make him feel alive the way Penelope did. She was so sweet, so innocent, so caring.

  She had been a luscious wildcat in bed and a sweet kitten everywhere else. She had lived on Dragon Isle her whole life and had spent it giving back to the community. She was always volunteering for things, always offering to help the people around her. She read stories to little kids at the library and freelanced for all the businesses in town. She helped people with their websites and spent time with elderly dragons and no one had noticed just how perfect she was.