by Lacy LeRoch
Oh, bitch wants to play that hand does she?
“She’s a weak species and couldn’t handle the travel. In simple terms, she’s out cold.”
“Oh, come on Philli, let me bite her head off. She shows disrespect to our Maddie. And what was with the ‘my’ bit? We don’t belong to her.” The deep rumble of a voice vibrates through my mind, causing goosebumps to rise on my skin.
I softly moan as the voice purrs. I feel the vibration right through my body and swear I feel a soft touch along my skin like someone is running a finger lightly down my body.
“I’ll let you do it, besides you don’t know how glad I am to hear you say that,” I moan, trying to keep still under the phantom touch that caresses my skin.
“Would you and Dragon like a room, ma petite?” Philli laughs, his hot breath blows along my ear.
“I can hear your Dragon?” I ask perplexed, as I begin to realize there is two different forms inside of Philli. I heard both Jay and Jordi tell me that he was a Dragon, but I thought he was just in one form.
“I’m glad you can hear me, my beautiful Maddie. I will teach you to speak to me, the way I am able to speak to you,” Dragon purrs.
Philli drops his arms from my waist and walks around to face me. He gently reaches out and takes hold of my chin raising my gaze to his. “Ma petite, yes you can hear Dragon. We are two different beings.”
With that, a huge smile breaks out over my face. I’m not sure why I’m so happy about it, but it feels like it’s a really big deal to be able to hear Philli’s Dragon.
Philli rubs his thumb along the edge of my jaw, his eyes growing darker. He leans forward pressing his lips to mine softly. He rubs his lips over mine tenderly, then he pulls back sighing. “As much as it makes me very happy you can hear him, I have a feeling you won’t find it so good when he doesn’t shut up.” He chuckles.
“Wait… wait a goddamn minute. She…” Sophie places her left hand on her hip, pointing her right hand out at me sneering, “…that… God, I don’t even know what to call it. But… she can hear your Dragon?” Sophie asks, rolling her eyes and looking unimpressed.
When no one answers her, she stares at me with a smirk on her face. Walking over, she places her hand on the back of Philli’s shoulder and slowly runs her tongue over her bottom lip. I stop breathing, fire and rage builds in my mind. The air stills around us, the room becomes deathly silent as everyone waits to see what’s going to happen next?
I can’t believe she would have to nerve to put her hands on my man… my man.
I start to see red, all I can’t think of is that I don’t like anyone touching him. My complete focus is on that one tiny spot she’s touching on Philli. I want nothing more than to rip her throat out. To teach her a lesson for putting her hands on what is mine.
A red haze works its way slowly into my vision, my hands start to burn and I hiss in pain. Gritting my teeth together so hard that my jaw starts to hurt, I can feel something moving within my mind. A twinge of memory, like a book being opened. The feeling gets stronger, the touch increases with every passing second. At first, I think it’s Dragon pushing into my mind, but the touch is feminine and soft. When Dragon is in my mind it isn’t a gentle touch, it’s overpowering and dominating.
“Maddie,” Alison whispers, grabbing her head and gingerly sitting up. “Maddie, I think I’m going to be sick.”
“You will keep. But trust me when I say, if you do not remove your hand from Philli this minute, I will kill you,” I growl at Sophie.
Walking past her, I make my way to Alison and glance over my shoulder, just to make sure she listened to my warning. Sophie has stepped back, her head lowered in deference. Philli has his fists clenched tightly at his side and is talking heatedly to her. From the sick look on her face, he isn’t telling her a fairy tale.
Alison’s wiggles to sit up on the table, the bottom of her shirt catches on the edge, rising up slightly and exposing her small bump.
“What the fuck?” comes a voice from behind me.
“I knew it was her,” whispers another.
I snap. “For fuck’s sake, what is it with you men and a pregnant woman? She’s having a baby. Surely, I don’t need to explain to you all how that happens.”
“Call on me, if you need me my sweet,” Dragon growls.
“It’s not that, ma petite,” Philli says.
Jordi runs over to Alison side and takes hold of her hand. “Do you need some air, little one? You’re pretty green, right now.”
“I don’t feel so good, Jordi.” She groans, leaning into his open arms.
Someone growls from the other side of the room, the growl is low and threatening. It takes me off guard, scaring me. I never knew men growled like beasts before.
“Fuck off, it can’t be you. I would have preferred that fucker over there…” Jay says throwing his hand out and pointing to a blond guy who’s deliriously laughing in the corner, “…over you.” He growls throwing his hands up in the air and runs toward the large male who’s standing at the end of the table, staring at Alison.
Jordi blocks Jay midstride and yells, “Now would be a perfect time, Philli.”
“I suggest everyone take a seat at the table. Don’t make me control the action. Now is not the time for such matters,” Philli says, staring at every male in the room.
“Like fuck, it isn’t the time, Philli. This fucker here knocked up my baby sister. And don’t think for one minute that I haven’t forgotten the fact you mated my other one. I love you, Brother, but you do see how weird this is, yeah?” Jay growls.
He walks over, reaching out his hand to Alison, helps her off the table, and into the seat at his side. He sits down and pulls Alison’s seat close to his own. Keeping her as far away as he can, from the other men at the table.
I walk over to the seat on the other side of Jay, pulling it out. Philli stops me, grabbing my arm steering me to the other end of the large table.
“What?” I ask.
“I can’t have you sitting near any other male, ma petite,” Philli whispers as he pulls on my arm.
“And I need to sit with, Alison,” I grumble.
Philli grunts, taking hold of my hand, he walks back over to the seat I was originally going to sit in. Philli notices Jay smirk and barks, “Shut up.”
“Dude, I’m thinking that I won’t have to protect this sister, she’s feisty.” Jay chuckles causing the table of men to erupt into laughter.
“Shut up, come on… order,” Philli bangs on the table, causing the room to fall into complete silence. “McKinley, you want to lead us in the meeting here?”
The man that I have learned to be McKinley runs a hand through his reddish brown curls. He takes a step forward. Jay jumps up from his seat and roars, “Stay where you are fucker, haven’t you done enough?”
“I…I…” McKinley sighs, “…forget it.”
His eyes run over Alison carefully. She sits at the table staring at her hands. I’ve been so caught up with what’s been going on, that I never took too much notice of the men in the room with us. My breath hitches when I finally get a good look at McKinley.
“Holy shit, no way,” I mumble under my breath, leaning behind Jay I whisper to Alison, “Ally is that—” Seeing the distress on her face, I stop mid sentence and start thinking the one sentence over and over in my mind, hoping to get Dragon’s attention. “Dragon, tell them to let us out.” I was just about to give up when Dragon finally answers me.
“I can’t let you out of my sight, little one.”
“Please, Dragon. Ally cannot take much more of this stress. It isn’t fair on her. Please, Dragon,” I beg.
I hope I can get him on my side.
“I would love to allow you to do this because it means so much to you. But, you see, that male at the head of this large table?”
I glance up through my eyelashes at the man in question. He looks at Alison with so much passion and longing. “Yes, I see him, Dragon.”
“Well, m
y beautiful girl, Alison belongs to him as much as you belong to me. And do you see that man at the other end of the table? The one with the blond hair.”
I turn my head to the other end of the table and see the other man Dragon is talking about. I get confused when I notice two blond men at the table.
“Which one, Dragon, there are two?”
“The one who looks like he’s been sucking on lemons.” He chuckles.
I start laughing aloud at Dragon’s description about the man. “Oh him, so what about him?” I ask.
“Well, Alison belongs to him as well.”
“What the fuck?” I snap aloud, startling everyone at the table. I shake my head and apologize. “Sorry.”
Philli shakes his head and tells the men at the table, “She’s talking with Dragon. Please go on, McKinley.”
Philli runs his hand up and down my arm in a soothing motion. God, I never knew such a simple touch could make me react this way. My skin tingles, my pulse quickens, and I have to clench my thighs together. I bite the inside of my mouth, stopping a moan from rising. When the feeling doubles and runs from the inside of my thigh up the side of my ribs, I glance up at Philli and notice his hands haven’t moved. One is around my shoulder and the other is resting on the table in front of him.
“What’s going on?” I moan asking Dragon.
Sweet mother of mercy, I hope I didn’t just say that aloud. I can’t think straight. It’s getting hard to sit still. The touch runs up between my legs, just stopping at my apex, then back down to the inside of my knees.
“Hmmm… Philli wants to play, little one,” he purrs.
“I-I don’t understand,” I pant.
The phantom touch gently brushes up against my most sensitive place, I jump and clench my thighs together.
“Don’t move, ma petite. Not a sound or you’ll be punished. Your pleasure is mine. No one is to know what we’re doing. Understand?” Philli groans in my mind.
“How… how is this possible?” I send back to him.
The touch presses down a little harder on my aching pussy, and I moan aloud. I flush bright red when one of the men at the table raises his eyebrow at me, he shakes his head and chuckles.
“That’s five, ma petite,” Philli whispers in my mind. His face is serious as he tells the room, “So you think that someone let them in?”
I almost start panting when my nipple is pinched hard. I have to look down at my breast just to make sure that Philli isn’t making a show of me in public. As if reading me, Philli purrs in my mind. “I can make you feel anything I want, ma petite. I can touch you here…” I feel the pressure of him rubbing my nipple between his fingers, as he continues, “…without even touching you. It’s a Dragon thing. Keep still, let me touch.”
A hot stream blows over my breast, and a soft, gentle touch runs down my stomach and stops right above where I want him to touch me the most. I’m breathing heavily and fidgeting.
I’m so torn between wanting more and begging for him to stop. I can’t focus on the conversation at the table.
“If someone did allow them entry, this is dangerous. We now have two more mated females that we need to guard,” the blond across from me pipes up.
“That is true, Laron, but what makes us think the girls are the targets? We need to find out what the real target is? Is it the council, the girls, or us in general?” McKinley asks.
“I want to taste you right here,” Philli groans telepathically.
I feel the phantom touch run up the length of my pussy and flick across my clit. Oh my God, this feels so good. I hold my breath and wait for the feeling to pass.
“Breathe, my sweet, Maddie,” Dragon moans. “I can smell her sex, Philli, so wet, so sweet, we need to have her, now.”
“I agree,” Philli tells him.
“Okay enough, we’re getting nowhere,” Philli tells the room. “I will ask Romie to get the scouts out on the job. I need to get Madison settled, and then take her to see, Lucy.” Philli turns to face Jay. “Jay, we need to follow our laws right now.”
“Don’t tell me what I need to do, Philli. My sisters, my way. You know how I am with family,” Jay growls at Philli. He turns his head and glares at McKinley. “You and I aren’t finished.”
“I understand, Jay, but don’t take this from me. Can’t we come to some sort of agreement? I don’t want to fight you on this,” McKinley tells Jay.
McKinley quickly glances to the end of the table at the quiet, sullen blond. Jay follows McKinley’s gaze and huffs. “I feel like I’m missing something extremely important here, not only with my sisters but with this bombing stuff as well.” Jay closes his eyes briefly and lowers his head. “McKinley, clear the room but keep who you need here,” his voice rings out hollow and unfeeling.
“Are you sure?” McKinley asks, his eyes wide with shock and wonder. McKinley’s eyes flash to Alison, his hands shake uncontrollably as they rest on the table.
I feel sorry for him, he looks at Jay and shakes his head in disbelief. All eyes bounce from Jay to McKinley trying to piece the puzzle together.
“You really can’t be that stupid. Clear the room, before I change my mind,” Jay growls, startling Alison. Jay softens his tone, taking Alison’s hand. “I’m sorry, little sister. I need to learn to be gentler.”
Chapter Twelve
The distance between Madison and I is driving me insane. Even though she’s sitting beside me, I need her closer to me, so I reach out and pull her onto my lap.
“Ma petite, you’re shaking, are you all right?” I ask pulling her closer to my chest.
“I’m… I’m fine,” she stutters, snuggling deeper.
I want to give her more comfort, but I need my focus on the situation of keeping everyone calm and at peace. Every few seconds Dragon and I send calming energy waves out across the room. I’m tired and all I want to do is get my beautiful mate home and finish what I started with the mind play.
Home, Mon Dieu, I never thought I’d be able to take a mate to my home. I start to panic about whether or not she’ll like my cave. Will it be too much for her? God, will I need to move into one of the assigned chambers? I don’t want to live so close to the others. But if that’s what she wants, I will put up with it. Anything to make her happy.
“Philli, get this over with,” Dragon growls angrily. He pushes his scales forward, ruffling them under my skin, and I start scratching my arms in discomfort.
“You okay?” Madison whispers over her shoulder. Her soft voice brushes over my skin like a lover’s caress. I instantly harden, rubbing my face over the back of her neck and kiss the base of her neck softly.
“Do not worry for me, ma petite. We need to help with this now, then you can guarantee that I will finish what I started,” I whisper.
I grind my hard cock into her ass and moan in her ear. Madison shivers in my lap. God help me, but I like that she doesn’t try to hide the effect I have on her. Her nipples harden in her bra, and the smell of her sweet, wet pussy beckons for my cock like a Siren singing for a sailor.
“McKinley, I am losing my patience here,” Jay growls next to me.
Mon Dieu, but I forgot he was there. Madison makes me forget everything, but her. Shit, her brother really doesn’t need to see me dry humping into her like a horny teenager. I turn my head and look at him. I mouth, “Sorry Brother.”
He winks and looks back to McKinley and the others. Oh great, talk about embarrassing, now the sex beast himself is helping get this done fast so I can mate his sister. Talk about weird.
McKinley sighs and slowly glances around the room. “You know the minute I clear this room, everyone will know. Right?”
“I don’t care, fucker. You should have thought about that,” Jay shrugs.
He squeezes Alison’s hand and leans down to whisper something to her. She shakes her head violently from side to side. He whispers again with more force this time.
“Jay, he… they won’t want me,” she whimpers painfully.
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sp; “May I?” I ask Jay.
He nods and looks around the table once more. I lean over and take hold of Alison’s small hand in my much larger one.
“Listen to me, Ally. I’m sorry, may I call you, Ally?” She quickly nods, avoiding eye contact. “Okay listen. We’re all special in the room, little sister, and we’re different for our own reasons. Some of us can shift, others can fly and heal. But I need you to understand something. We are a council who have had our powers blocked in some ways. It means we don’t feel desire unless we are drawn to that person for a reason. Are you following what I’m trying to tell you?”
“Not really?” she whispers honestly.
“Philli, let me,” Madison says.
Madison reaches down and unlinks my hold on her waist and I growl. She wiggles off my lap slapping my thighs at my protest. “Down boy.” She chuckles and kneels down in front of Alison taking both of her hands in hers. “I think what Philli is telling you, is that the men here…” she gestures around the room, “…they don’t feel the need to have sex, or be with anyone unless there is something about that person they need.”
“Unless they are me,” Jordi gloats, leaning back in his chair arms outstretched.
“Not helping, man,” Owen growls.
“Shit, sorry, dude. What I meant Alison is that I’m a wolf. That doesn’t affect me. I’m the only species on this Island that isn’t affected in the same light.” Jordi’s face drops as his words sink in. He sighs lost in thought and look down at the table.
“Madison, I’m me, plain old me,” she mumbles barely above a whisper.
Madison rolls her eyes and lets go of Alison’s hands. She takes her shocked face in her hands and stares her in the eyes. “You need to listen to me. You’re beautiful, smart, stubborn, and as I found out today, you my dear are my little sister. So that gives me a right to kick your ass if you say that sort of rubbish again. Now, whatever Jay told you to do can’t be that bad, right? He has been all roar, roar, roar. Don’t touch, get away. My kin, my rules.” The men around the table start laughing at Madison’s mimicking. “So, he wouldn’t make you do something he thought was going to hurt you. You should be able to feel that just as much as I can. Right?”