Two Wolves For Lizette

by Jessica Miller

  Arielle, making a daring move, finally spoke up for herself, placing a tiny hand on Aadall’s rippling, bare back. “I am Arielle, Aadall, and I dream of bringing the Dragonruu and humans together...through love. Let my voice guide us.”

  Aadall felt himself melting beneath her gentle touch and suddenly placed his arms around her slender waist, wanting to pull her close to him. “That is what we secretly dream of, too, Arielle. As you are not like other humans falling for our tricks in the industry, we are not like other Dragonruu. Show us...show us how to love...,” The powerful Dragonruu said the last words in a whisper, as Arielle’s soft lips covered his in a sudden, daring kiss.

  Zefelli came up behind the two locked in their embrace, and hugged himself against Arielle’s luscious rump. It felt so exotic to him. Kissing her shoulders softly, he reached around to rub his hands up and down Aadall’s flexed forearms. Arielle was overcome by the Dragonruu men’s extremely sensual touch, as she had never been touched by any human male, either, but knew that this special, amplified touch was even headier and more exhilarating than that of any human male. She uttered a low moan as Zefelli pushed up her ginger locks and placed a trail of kisses on her pale neck, as soft as the brush of butterflies’ wings, which contrasted with the swollen and hard heat she now felt pressing into her backside. Aadall had slid his warm, masculine tongue into her mouth, masterfully massaging it against hers in slow caresses. Arielle shifted, stamping a foot and moaning out even louder in pleasurable frustration at the two Dragonruu overtaking her sweet virgin innocence.

  A scathing, irritated hawk responded back to Arielle’s escaped moans of pleasure, as it had apparently been watching from high above in the trees. The three froze.

  “It’s not safe here,” Zefelli whispered against Arielle’s neck, still sending a tickling brush up the side of it and making her shiver. Aadall’s hands had slipped down to the front of Arielle’s sheer dress, and he could feel her nipples harden against his wide palms as she shivered.

  “Yes, let’s finally get to the cave. Zefelli, you lead the way, and Arielle, you can ride me, helping guide me, as you two seem to both be familiar with this territory.”

  Aadall looked cautiously overhead, getting an eerie feeling they were being watched by the hawk, or the other inhabitants of the forest.

  He thought how Arielle, a soft and delicate female human, was indeed a brave soul to venture here by herself to plot out a different and better future for herself, the rest of humanity, and the Dragonruu. He watched her crystal-blue eyes widen in awe as Zefelli shifted form. Zefelli, shimmering black and even more intimidating looking dragon than Aadall, couldn’t resist but let out a warning roar near the treetops at the spying hawk that had interrupted their shared moment of intimacy. The spare-feathered black bird squawked away in fear, making Arielle giggle and calming her nerves about riding on the back of a huge dragon.

  Upon entering the seemingly tiny cave, it stretched deep back into the cliff, where a tunnel led into a large grotto. The grotto sparkled with gems, shining from both the ceiling and floors, and in an adjoining secret room, there was a pool of warm, blue-tinted spring water with steam rising off of it. The cave was still plenty dark, and Zefelli breathed out a sparkling fire for the three to huddle around, before he and Aadall shifted back into human form. Arielle was in awe of the beautiful cave, normally inaccessible to mere humans. It reminded her of how Dragonruu still had such an advantage over the humans, even when it came to secret hiding places. The wondrous cave was so unlike Arielle’s little makeshift nook in the hillsides far below, where the dragon guards were still always around the corner.

  Deep in thought, she sighed audibly. She looked above at the cave ceiling’s twinkling amethyst formations that glowed a hypnotizing shade against the firelight. She suddenly felt Zefelli’s eyes on hers, from across the fire. They locked eyes, then both looked away bashfully. Aadall was pacing silently, finally kicking at a log, sending a spray of rainbow colored sparks towards the ceiling. Much to the dismay of all three, things suddenly felt awkward as they faced a strange reality: Two Dragonruu males sat alone with a young female human, yet all three of them were hiding together, away from the oppression they felt from each of their separate cities, and by doing so – they were breaking serious laws, which could lead to harsh punishments; perhaps even death.

  Arielle got up, feeling too much heat from the powerful dragon-made fire and the unfinished sexual tension they had released upon her innocent body only minutes ago. She felt overwhelmed at what she had allowed the Dragonruu to do to her, as she had never even been kissed by a boy. Secretly, she wished for more from the irresistibly sexy dragons. But now, she thought that they must have come to their senses, and the three were only hiding out in the cave until they made sure they were alone and safe. Was this night already over?

  She felt her dreams of Dragonruu and human unity melting away, and especially the idea of falling in love with the dragons. The two remained quiet, seemingly lost in thoughts of their own. Before long, they took a bottle of liquor out from the backpack, politely offering a drink to Arielle. She shook her head no, trying not to cry, feeling ashamed of herself, and walked away from them to another part of the grotto.

  She wandered dazedly towards the inviting warm, bluish, bubbling pool, hidden around the other side of the wall, out of the two’s sight.

  Zefelli, already feeling a rush again from the delicious lemon liquor, crouched up in concern, ready to follow after Arielle, feeling worried about her. Aadall waved his hand no, motioning for him to sit back down. The fire had become a blurry rainbow ball of warmth as the two began a mental conversation; just one more of the Dragonruu’s powerful abilities that the humans lacked.

  “Did we frighten her, Aadall?” said Zefelli.

  “Well, yeah, you could say that. I’m sure she wasn’t planning on two Dragonruu crash-landing next to her in the Outlands tonight...and then, especially how we all started to...”

  “Yes, Aadall...she showed us. She showed us true desire. She showed us LOVE. It is what we want for ourselves, so we can discover the emotion of love for each other and for our race, and we can all learn how to love humans, too. Because, I felt that with Arielle...Her angelic voice and real, human beauty overwhelms me in a way I have never felt before. But, Aadall, I know you, who could not ever fathom trusting a human until tonight...that upon hearing her gentle voice and seeing and feeling her beauty, that Arielle made you feel real love, too...”

  “Yes. You are right, Zefelli...And, I can barely stand all the feelings I feel right now. I need...I need you right now...” Zefelli quickly blew out the fire, and crawled over drunkenly to his best friend. Aadall’s strong arms lifted Zefelli on top of him, where Zefelli quickly covered Aadall’s firm, soft lips with a deep and hungry kiss. The two rugged, slightly drunken Dragonruu, tumbled into a dark corner, grappling at each other as they rubbed the shared heat between them, trying to stifle growls, as they kissed and nipped at each other’s necks.

  Meanwhile, curious Arielle had dipped a toe into the swirling, beckoning water of the pool. Somehow, the mysterious water managed to bring back the same exhilarating sensations as the Dragonruu’s powerful touch, once again bringing a surge of tempting emotions throbbing deep within her. She kicked her legs back and forth in the soothing water as she began to hum an alluring, captivating hymn to herself. Her own voice soothed her weary soul and she slipped into an ambient state of pure delight, suddenly forgetting her worries and troubles; not even worried about Zefelli and Aadall and what they were doing in the very next chamber.

  The two males had grown more impatient and excited in their arousal, when suddenly Arielle’s hypnotizing melody filled the chambers of the cave. Aadall’s frantic kiss that was smashed against Zefelli’s hungry mouth suddenly softened. They began to kiss slowly and methodically, and Zefelli gently guided the quivering Aadall to flip over onto his stomach. The smooth slab of rock on Aadall’s tight abs cooled down his heated body temperature. He
felt Zefelli help guide him out of his shorts to where he was finally exposed and fully vulnerable to Zefelli for the first time.

  Zefelli leaned down over Aadall, kissing the side of his scruffy face gently, as Aadall felt Zefelli’s own powerful chest and abs cover his exposed back. He focused on feeling Zefelli’s heartbeat against his shoulders, as he breathed in and out evenly in essence with Zefelli’s sweet breaths against his ear. Zefelli entered Aadall. He moved in and out in a slow and easy rhythm, with the soft singing continuing to resonate through the cavern. Just as Arielle’s song seemed to reach a high point, so did Zefelli, with a feeling from deep inside, as he let out one last animalistic groan, signaling a final release of all the built up, primal urges leaving his body, once and for all. Aadall was still shaking. Zefelli kissed and stroked him gently, trying to soothe him. He lay on top of him for a few more minutes, interlocked with his male lover.

  Arielle had been so entranced in her own music and the warm, inviting water that she stripped out of her innocent blue dress and undergarments. She enjoyed the feel of the warm silt at the bottom of the pool between her toes and then dipped completely under.

  The singing abruptly stopped. Zefelli and Aadall came to their senses and realized it was once again Arielle’s powerful vocal gift that brought them together. They walked hand in hand around the corner into the room containing the blue pool. Arielle popped up from the water just in time, tossing back her full mane of hair behind her, and thrusting her bare, full breasts upwards towards the ceiling. She continued singing again, unaware the two were watching her in awe.

  Aadall had received great pleasure from Zefelli, but was desperate to experience his own explosion of intimacy. He looked at Arielle, not with lust, but with appreciation and amazement.

  “Arielle...” he began.

  But instead of being startled by the valiant Aadall, now standing at the edge of the pool, nude and ready for her, she smiled a knowing smile, still humming, and crooked a finger towards him to join her in the water. Zefelli rested his back against the cooling rock nearby, but was anxious for Aadall to receive the human love that Zefelli already felt in his heart from Arielle. Aadall waded in towards her in the warm water, wrapping his arms around her waist, feeling her soft and wet human skin as he kissed at the side of her neck.

  Arielle again felt the sensation of something hard and stiff, but this time naked and burning hot at the front of her thigh, as she continued to hum softly. But his grip on her was still tight and urgent as he tried to fight the music. He could feel her quivering, as she tried to continue to act seductive, despite him being able to smell her virginal innocence. Arielle felt Zefelli’s watching, glowing eyes meet hers. He, too, could smell her fresh virginity and secret nervousness to receive Aadall.

  Zefelli motioned her over to him, then lifted her up out of the water, and pulled the two of them backwards, propping them up against a smooth rock. He held her against his still bare body, cradling her full breasts, and nuzzling her neck, trying to soothe her.

  Zefelli knew Aadall was pent up still with the same innate, aggressive dragon frustration Zefelli had experienced until only moments ago, but he was determined to help guide sweet, virgin Arielle on how to make Aadall be tender and gentle with her.

  “Open your thighs apart, Arielle. Let him see your forbidden human fruit,” Zefelli whispered into her neck. Arielle did as he commanded, and Aadall, still in the water, leaned down towards her timidly opened thighs, and inhaled her intoxicating scent, as he then began to nuzzle at her exposed and vulnerable place.

  She smelled of sweet strawberries and vanilla beneath the little red curl of hair that rested above her tiny opening. Aadall kissed each thigh to keep them from shaking, but they only seemed to tremble more as his mouth edged closer and closer to her nether region.

  “Now...let him taste you,” Zefelli whispered.

  Arielle felt the most pleasurable sensations she had ever felt in her young human existence. She cried out, which still had a beautiful sound to it. Aadall held her still quivering thighs down with his strong hands, as he kissed and explored her swollen area with his soft, wet lips and firm tongue. Zefelli massaged her breasts, and she even felt his own hardness return against her. Arielle could finally not take anymore of the amped up, Dragonruu pleasure that she had somehow unlocked.

  She wailed out, shaking the walls of the cave; a crystallite form even dropped and shattered from the other chamber. She almost felt like she could not breathe, as she managed to cry out, “Aadall...kiss me, tell me you love me, and TAKE ME!”

  Zefelli quickly helped Arielle onto her back, allowing Aadall to lean over her throbbing body, as he whispered with true sincerity that he loved her and her humanity, and that he was going to take her all the way. He entered her, causing her to gasp.

  The two virgins became loud with surprised and excited moans. Zefelli continued to try and calm Arielle’s tiny shaking body that was trying to accommodate the massive dragon length inside of her. He stroked her hair gently in his lap, as the two quickly found an unstoppable rhythm.

  But soon, Zefelli felt new waves of arousal as he watched his best friend thrusting into Arielle and making strong love to her, causing her full, white and creamy breasts to bounce alluringly. She began to scream as Aadall roared in unison. Full of desire, Zefelli entered Arielle’s wide open mouth with his long, throbbing member. She gulped it, muffling out her powerful screams of ecstasy as she came. Aadall then climaxed in a hot torrent, soon followed by Zefelli.

  The three quickly separated, all sprawling onto their backs, their breaths heaving in and out. They lay on the cooling floor, trying to regain their composure. It quickly dawned on all three that they had managed to conquer a century of separation oppression and hatred against all odds, through their shared, triangular explosion of united love; dragon and humans, finally fused together as one.

  *****

  Arising from their post-coital slumber, the three quickly parted and sat up in fear, all exchanging worried glances. A deep rumbling that seemed to come from outside had suddenly shaken them awake. Muffled, angry shouting was carried through the air rushing in from the mouth of the cave. The shouts sounded like many voices pounding on the rocks at the foot of the cliff in a collective rage.

  “How...?” Arielle’s voice waivered in panic. Zefelli scratched his head, racking his brain.

  “The hawk that saw us?” Aadall offered, with panic rising in his own voice.

  Zefelli shook his head. “No, they don’t have speaking capabilities. The only ones who would tell on us in this forbidden territory, are the fairies.”

  “The FAIRIES?!” Arielle cried out. Aadall and Zefelli both looked at her, puzzled. “The fairies - no - they’re my friends. They’re the only ones I could talk to about how I wanted our world to change. They’re the ones that I talked to when I visited my place on the cliff! They know all about my secret yearnings to one day fall in love with a Dragonruu. They....they...”, Arielle couldn’t even finish her sentence, and hid her face in shame between her drawn up legs, trying to cover her nakedness, and began to weep at her stupidity.

  Zefelli and Aadall each surrounded her, hugging her to console her, ignoring the still threatening shouts from outside below. They were safe in this cave for now, especially since they knew it was humans after them. Humans could not reach this high up, nor would they be brazen enough to face off two male dragons.

  Zefelli began to speak calmly, as he rubbed Arielle’s shoulder softly, and Aadall stroked her hair.

  “Arielle...these fairies live in this part of the territory because they’ve been banished. You see, they are trapped Dragonruu souls, who disrespected Dragonruu law or committed heinous crimes in their lifetime, and are now banished to a weakened fairy form forever. Dragonruu officials use them as messengers and spies. They live in the Outlands, but travel back and forth. In exchange for information they collect, they get to spend a day in Ansuul and Denbyshire each, as a reward for each piece of informatio
n they gather.”

  Arielle still did not seem consoled. Her head continued to hang down in shame.

  Aadall then spoke. “Humans are charmed by their sparkly colors and tiny size, and they know just how to trick humans – just like they did you. You might not be to blame. Maybe they witnessed my crash landing in dragon form, which drew them near, or saw us all together in the clearing, or—”

  “Or maybe this is ALL my fault, because I was here and singing like a dumb, naive, human girl, and now we are going to be killed! You will be dwindled down and forced to exist among these fake, sparkly mongrels, and I’ll be...I’ll be burned at the stake or hanged, and - and be DEAD.”

  “NO, Arielle, damn it! We are going to protect you!” said Zefelli. She looked up, and saw his eyes aglow in all seriousness. He kissed her sweetly. The cave rumbled again.

  “I have a plan, you two,” said Aadall, firmly. He knew he needed to be strong in the protection of his new beautiful human.

  Zefelli looked up curiously and unsure, and said, “You do...?”

  Aadall’s eyes were ablaze with an energy, and Zefelli was quickly informed of the plan via telepathy.

  “Arielle, go and show yourself,” said Aadall. “Let them see you are unharmed. They must know you are with dragons, but survey the area, and let us know what we are truly facing, please.”

  Arielle sniffled back her tears, trying to be brave. She fetched a large fur blanket from Aadall’s backpack in the grotto to hide her nakedness, then took a deep breath and peered outside the mouth of the cave, looking far below.

  Her father’s face was at the front of the crowd. “Arielle, you come down here, RIGHT NOW!” he boomed up at her.

  Other men had joined the frontline of the brigade with guns, bows and arrows and torches, ready to try and fend off the dragons. The crowd was rowdy and had their weapons already drawn, ready for a fight.