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by Logan Jacobs


  and pull her mouth to mine.

  “What are you doing?” Kas whispered as she turned to face me, but her

  breath was heavy, and I could feel how badly she wanted me.

  “Feeling you,” I said as I looked into her violet eyes. “Do you like it?”

  “Oh,” she breathed, and a slight shudder ran through her body before

  she gulped and answered me. “Yes, I do.”

  “Where else do you want me to touch you?” I asked as I pushed her

  hair back behind her shoulder and gently caressed her neck. “Do you like it

  here?”

  “Yes,” she gasped, and her eyes closed in pleasure as another shudder

  ran through her. “Please… don’t stop.”

  Because of our bond, I could sense her pleasure, and it only made my

  erection that much harder as I leaned forward and pressed my lips against her

  neck. Her skin was soft and had the faintest scent of sweat and flowers, and I

  gently kissed my way up to her ear. Then I trailed back down to her

  collarbone, slid my tongue out to give her a small lick, and bit down lightly.

  “Oh, Rath,” Kas moaned as I moved further down on her body.

  I kissed her cleavage and tugged her tunic down to reveal even more of

  her perfect, pale breasts. Then I licked and nibbled at her sensitive flesh as

  she writhed and shuddered beneath me.

  Her skin was warm from the fire, and as she pushed her chest further

  up against my face, I slid my hand over to her thigh and gently pushed up her

  tunic.

  “Please,” she begged through ragged breaths. “Oh, yes. I want you so

  bad. I want to feel you inside me again. I want you to fill me up.”

  I could sense every fiber of her being was filled with desire, and it just

  amplified my own, so I moved my hand slowly up her skirt so that every inch my fingers went was pure sweet torture.

  Her knees spread open for me as I pushed my hand up her thighs, and

  when I got to her hip, I realized she had no undergarments on.

  “You’re so sexy,” I growled as I lifted my face from her breasts and

  used one hand to pull her mouth to mine. “And all mine.”

  Kas gasped and opened her mouth for me as I pushed my tongue

  against her own. She was hesitant at first, but then she kissed me deeper as I

  continued to move my hand toward her sex. Her breath became ragged, and

  then I slowly slid my fingers down to her pussy.

  She was already wet and dripping for me, and the feel of her made my

  cock twitch. I rubbed her slit until she moaned into my mouth, then I slid two

  fingers inside of her at once, and she tore her mouth from mine so she could

  gasp with pleasure.

  “By Freya, you feel so good,” she moaned into my ear, and she shifted

  her hips so I could push my fingers even deeper into her.

  The blonde’s excitement already had me going crazy, so I continued to

  move my fingers in and out of her as I sensed her pleasure build. Suddenly,

  she gripped onto my shoulders and held herself there as her body stiffened

  and her breath caught in her throat.

  “Rath,” she cried against me, “I’m going to…”

  Just then, I felt her velvety, hot walls spasm around my fingers, and I

  held steady as she rode out the waves of her orgasm. My digits made sloppy

  and erotic noises as I teased the blonde down from her high, and when I

  brushed my thumb across her throbbing clit, another gush of liquid trickled

  out around my hand.

  My cock was as hard as a forged sword by now, and I couldn’t wait

  any longer. So, I pulled my fingers out from Kas’ still fluttering pussy, and I

  pushed them into my mouth to taste her sweet juices. Her come was sweet

  like the nectar from a peach, and I licked every drop off before I got down

  onto my knees in front of her and pulled her tunic over her head.

  Her perky, full breasts were exposed to me now, and I tugged my own

  tunic off and yanked my pants down before I leaned forward and took one of

  her taut nipples into my mouth.

  “I need you inside of me,” Kas breathed as she gripped onto my hair

  and held my head in place.

  While my mouth worked on her breasts, I grabbed her by the hips,

  pulled her to the edge of the bench she was on, and rubbed the tip of my cock

  against her dripping wet entrance as she panted above me.

  “Rath,” she begged, and she tried to push her hips into me.

  “Pleaseeee.”

  I wiggled myself against her for another few seconds, just to tease her

  a bit more, then I quickly glided myself into her with one smooth motion.

  Kas gasped and arched her back as she reached down and grabbed me

  by the hips to hold me in place. Her walls clenched and unclenched around

  me in a spastic rhythm, and more of her juices dripped down my shaft.

  “I forgot how big you were,” she whimpered against my neck. “It feels

  as if you’ve split me in two. It feels like wonderful agony.”

  “You take it so well,” I groaned. The feel of her around me was more

  than I could bear, and she shuddered against me as she felt my pleasure

  intensify.

  I reached around to grab the back of her neck, and I held her in place

  as I thrust in and out of her tunnel with hard, swift movements. Kas gasped

  every time the whole of my erection entered her, and after a moment, I felt

  her body grow stiff again, and she cried out once more as she was flooded

  with pleasure.

  I could feel her own orgasm as if it were my own, and it brought me

  that much closer to the edge, so I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her

  down by the fire to lay on her back. Then I pounded in and out as hard as I

  could until I could feel sweat beading on my forehead. The head of my cock

  bumped against the entrance to her womb with every thrust, and Kas raked her nails down my back as she tightened her legs around my waist.

  “Fill me with your seed,” she begged, and she looked up at me with

  violet eyes full of desire. “Please, Rath. I need you to fill me. I need you to

  breed with me.”

  Her desire flooded through me, and I thrust one more time as my cock

  tightened and released inside of her.

  “Yessss,” I growled as my lava-hot essence sprayed into her over and

  over again.

  My orgasm drove Kas over the edge, and once again I felt her sex

  tighten and spasm to milk around my cock as liquid gushed against my inner

  thighs. I filled her with every last drop I had as she rode out her own wave of

  pleasure, then I collapsed on top of her with ragged breaths.

  I waited a moment as my breath evened out, and then I slowly slid

  myself out of her and rolled over onto my back. My pants were still around

  my knees, and my chest glistened with sweat, but I was well satisfied, and I

  knew Kas was, too.

  “Whoa,” the blonde breathed as she turned to look at me. “Every

  time… it just gets better.”

  “I could feel your pleasure even more this time,” I told her.

  “I could feel yours more, too,” she said with a smile. “It just makes it that much more intense. It is like a circle. Like Ouroboros. I felt you feel my

  pleasure, which caused me more pleasure, which you felt, and I experienced

  in turn.”

  The light and shadows of the flames dan
ced along her naked body, and

  I reached over to slowly caress down her side. Her legs were splayed out

  wide as faint tremors ran through them, and I could see where my creamy

  seed trickled out from her bright pink entrance.

  “You’re beautiful,” I told her, and she blushed and looked down.

  “Thank you,” she whispered. Then a big yawn overtook her, and I had

  to laugh.

  “I think it’s time for bed,” I said.

  “I think so, too,” she agreed, and she stood up and pulled her purple

  tunic over her head before she started to head toward the house. She stopped

  once she realized I wasn’t behind her, though. “Aren’t you coming?”

  “I’ll be right in.” I smiled as I pulled my pants up and leaned my back

  against the bench. “I’m just going to finish off this mead.”

  “Alright,” she said, and she gave me a small wave before she headed

  inside to curl up with Asta.

  I grabbed my pint glass and took a large gulp out of it, then I settled

  back against the bench more and took a deep breath.

  Blar woke up then and turned to me as he stretched and smacked his

  lips.

  “Sorry, pal,” I chuckled. “I didn’t mean to wake you up.”

  The little blue dragon walked over to me with eyes still half closed and

  collapsed onto my lap. Inger raised her head then and followed Blar over to

  me, where she curled up against my hip.

  I reached down and stroked the two dragons, and I looked over to see

  Uffe raise his head slowly. His eyes were still droopy from sleep, and he

  looked at the three of us for a few seconds before he stood up, walked over to

  where I sat, and plopped down against my other hip.

  My whole lap was crowded with dragons, and I chuckled softly, gave

  them each a pet, and took another drink of my mead.

  The more I thought about the dragon trade, the more I couldn’t

  understand it. To kidnap babies and take them away from their mothers, it

  was just utterly wrong.

  I looked down at the sweet little dragons in my lap and thought about

  how they would feel if they were taken away from me.

  Blar snored slightly, and his little back rose and fell with each breath.

  His long, blue body was curled up in the valley between my legs, and he had

  his head rested against my right thigh. His little horns shone in the firelight, and his skin glistened so beautifully that it almost looked as if it sparkled.

  Inger was curled into a tight little ball against my hip, with her tail and

  head tucked against her belly. Her red scales had a slight orange glow from

  the firelight, and the little spikes on her back cast a small misshapen shadow

  against my leg. I reached down and stroked lightly down her back and heard

  her purr in response.

  Uffe was sprawled out against my other hip, with his back legs and tail

  on the ground while the top half of him laid on my hip and thigh. His head

  was so close to Blar’s that they were nearly touching, and I couldn’t help but

  think of the bond they already shared.

  Dragons were such social creatures, they’d proven this to me time and

  time again, and I wanted nothing more than to show that side of them to the

  world. I was so lucky to be able to experience it the way I did, I knew that. I

  was probably the luckiest man who ever lived. I was the man who could tame

  dragons, and part of me wondered why I’d been chosen for such a role, but

  then the other part of me knew it was meant to be. There was something

  about the dragons and me, we were the same in so many ways, and I could

  feel we were meant to be together.

  My little dragons meant the world to me, and I’d do anything in my

  power to keep them safe and happy.

  Blar and I had to defeat whatever creatures the council brought for him to fight. We had to bring dragons back to Asgard, it was the only way to

  make things right again.

  The world was off balance without them here, I could feel it, and it was

  up to me to make it right once again.

  Chapter 26

  “Rath?” Kas’ voice woke me up, and I heard her and Asta giggle

  before I groaned and opened my eyes.

  The two women stood over me and held their hands over their mouths

  as they tried to stifle their laughter.

  “What’s so funny?” I asked, and my voice was husky from sleep as I

  pulled myself up onto my elbows. I realized then the dragons were still in the

  same places they’d fallen asleep in the night before. They were all curled up

  in my lap and were stirring as I did.

  “I’m sorry,” Asta chuckled. “It is just so cute.”

  “Yeah, yeah,” I said with a smile, and I rubbed my face with my palm.

  “I didn’t mean to fall asleep out here, we just got comfortable, I guess.”

  “We can see that,” Kas teased.

  Inger stood up, yawned, and shook herself awake, and Uffe rolled

  over, stretched, then smacked his lips together while he looked at me with

  sleepy purple eyes.

  Blar, however, didn’t move an inch. The little blue dragon continued to

  snore as he laid on my legs, so I reached down and poked him softly on the

  nose.

  “Hey,” I laughed. “It’s time to get up.”

  He opened one eye slightly to look at me, then closed it tightly, as if I

  wouldn’t notice he was actually awake.

  “No, no, no,” I chuckled as I reached down, grabbed him under his

  front legs, and pulled him to my chest. “It’s time to get up.”

  The little dragon pushed his face against my beard and nuzzled me for

  a second before he stretched out, rolled over onto his feet, and shook his

  whole body.

  “How about some breakfast?” I asked everyone.

  “That sounds wonderful,” Asta sighed.

  After such a long night, I figured we could all use a pick me up. We’d

  gone to bed so late that I could tell by the sun it was already mid-morning,

  which was well past our usual wake up time.

  I finished moving all the dragons off me, then I stood up and stretched.

  I noticed both Kas and Asta staring at me, and their lips twitched up into faint

  smiles. I was confused at first, but then I looked down and remembered I had

  no shirt on.

  I winked at the girls before I quickly pulled my tunic over my head and

  gave each of them a kiss on the cheeks.

  “Get the fire going for me,” I instructed. “I’ll be right back.”

  I headed over to the trees in the yard to gather some things for

  breakfast. I wanted to make the girls something special since they’d had such

  an intense experience the night before, and I thought some fresh fruit dough

  would do just the trick.

  Larena had shown me how to make this delicious breakfast dough a

  long time ago with peaches, flour, and a few other things. I hadn’t made it in

  quite a while, but I wanted to do something special to get the girls back to

  feeling normal after what we’d done the night before. I knew some of the

  information we’d found wasn’t easy to handle, but I wanted the girls to know

  everything would be alright.

  So, I picked the ripest peaches I could find, then headed back over to

  the fire pit. The girls had it going nicely, so I grabbed some water, f
lour, and

  spices, and started to cut up the peaches.

  “There’s a portal open today,” Kas announced while I prepared

  breakfast.

  “Really?” Asta asked. “You said there weren’t any open yesterday,

  right?”

  “Right,” Kas agreed. “I think we should go check it out.”

  “I think that’s a great idea.” I grinned. “Blar can tell us where it goes,

  and we can decide if we want to jump in or not.”

  The little dragon nodded his head absentmindedly, but his eyes were

  on the peaches in the bowl next to me.

  “Oh, alright,” I chuckled and gave him and the twins a small piece

  each.

  “You spoil them,” Asta laughed.

  “They deserve it,” I said with a shrug. “They work hard.”

  Asta made more of her elven tea to go with the fruit dough I made, and

  soon breakfast was all ready. The dough was flaky and sweet, and I made a

  pocket for the peaches to sit in while it cooked so it soaked up even more

  sweetness. I was sure it wasn’t as good as Larena’s, but it was still delicious.

  “Mmm,” Kas moaned after she took a bite. “I think this is the best

  thing you’ve ever made.”

  “I’m not sure I’d go that far.” I smirked.

  “I would,” Asta mumbled through a mouthful of food. “This is

  delicious.”

  “I’m glad you like it,” I laughed, and I looked down to see the little

  dragons all ripping into their own pieces. Blar and Inger tore off huge chunks

  and ate them quickly, while Uffe was gentler and took his time.

  After we’d eaten and had a cup of tea, we got prepared to go to the

  portal. Even if it led somewhere terrible and we decided not to jump through,

  it was better to be safe than sorry, so I had the girls put on all their armor and weaponry before we headed out.

  Kas wore a simple white tunic under her deep, nearly black steel

  armor, and her plain metal sword hung at her hip. Her long blonde hair hung

  down her back, but she’d braided the front two sections to keep it out of her

  face. The sunlight glistened off her hair and armor, and she looked even more

  badass with the stark contrast of colors.

  Asta had opted for a white tunic as well, and it only served to

  compliment her long, snow-colored hair. Her dark armor and sword gave her

  a fearsome impression, and her outfit, paired with her bright yellow eyes,

 

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