by Ophelia Bell
“What? Tell me, Sister!”
“I’m… I don’t know. I feel like I’m coming alive. My cunt is, at least. But he hasn’t sacrificed his nirvana to us yet.”
“You’ve got his tongue in your little dragon snatch and you’re complaining?”
“No, you imbecile. You know we won’t wake up until he gives it to us.”
Her brother began to answer but she grew distracted by the growing heat between her thighs. Something was definitely going on down there. The man’s steadily moving tongue was splayed across her clit that felt way too alive for how frozen the rest of her was.
“Oh Christ, you’re … you’re wet and soft, and … oh shit,” he said.
She wanted to scream out, “And what?” and then grab his head and push it back against her. But she couldn’t do that. All she could do was itch inside her prison wishing he would get on with pleasuring himself instead of her so she could break out and throw herself on him. Except she didn’t want him to stop pleasuring her, either. She might come. Would it count, she wondered? Would she even be able to? Oh, sweet Mother, she’d love to find out.
“I… oh shit. Am I allowed to do it first? Is it possible?”
“He’s that good, huh? Damn you, Sister. I thought for certain that he’d pick me first.”
The string of expletives on her lips fell short when the tongue between her legs was supplemented by a pair of fingers slipping silk-like into the tight crevice of her pussy. They didn’t just slide in, though. They pushed against her now very alive pussy walls and he teased at the insides of her while murmuring pleased little sounds against her clit. Sounds like, “Yeah, that’s it. My magic fingers just broke your spell, huh?” But the steady finger fucking and gentle tweaking of her swollen nub made her a little deaf to the rest.
“He’s in me. Oh. Oh. How… how is it possi-uh.”
Her brother had the nerve to giggle over her reaction. She’d have happily breathed fire on him if that were still allowed. She might still do it anyway after she were free. Damn the rules.
“Are you gonna come, Sister? Stuck in this prison?”
She might just do it. That tongue of his was so talented and insistent. She could even feel the pliancy of her pussy under his touch. What would happen if she did come, most of her body trapped in this rigid form?
What he did next solved the problem.
“I’m going to fuck you now, if that’s okay. You feel like you’re enjoying what I did anyway. I’m no geologist like Eben, but I’m pretty sure rocks don’t normally get that soft and wet when you lick them.”
“You bitch,” her brother’s voice intoned in her mind. Like she cared. Her pussy was awake. More than awake, it felt like her entire existence rested right between her thighs in that bundle of swollen, throbbing flesh that had clearly come to life before the rest of her and that he was still stroking and licking. And now he was standing up and pressing the hot tip of his cock to it.
If she could have yelled out she would have.
“Yes, just fuck me!”
“You couldn’t help yourself, could you, Sister?”
“Oh, but he feels so good. He’s going too slow.”
“Describe it to me, please?”
“Oh , Brother, he is thick and so, so sweet. He is so sweet, Brother. This one, if we share him, we must treasure him.”
Her brother’s chuckles of amusement in her mind faded into the background with the thrust of the human man’s cock into her needy pussy.
“Oh, sweet Jesus you feel amazing. Tight and hot,” the man said, his warm breath leaving tangible condensation on her jaw. His low, desperate groan resounded in her ears. One of his hands warmed her ass cheek where he held it to gain leverage while he fucked up into her. His other arm reached past her, however.
“Ah, that’s nice,” her brother intoned from behind her.
“Oh, is he … ?” She was unable to finish her question amid the steady push of the man’s cock into her.
“His hand… fingers are… oh yes that is very, very nice.”
“I described for you, Brother. Your turn. Tell me!”
“Your description was lacking, ah… but the man’s not shy. And not inexperienced. Ohh, God.”
She’d have felt a bit giddy hearing her brother’s normally collected demeanor so rattled, except that her own was pretty rattled, too. Her pussy felt too thick and full of him. She couldn’t make a sound but her mind was busy crying out with every dirty curse she could think of.
“Sister, you just made an unholy noise in my head, what happened?”
“Ah. Shut up.”
The truth was that she couldn’t even think straight enough to answer. It wasn’t enough that the man’s beautiful aroma kept sinking into her nostrils, but his perfect cock kept sinking into her pussy, too. And to top it off, her clit had apparently fully melted and the steady rub of his pelvis against it sent jolts of pleasure through her from head to toe. Her ears tingled from the soft little guttural noises he made that bordered on dirty language. Then she realized they were dirty words. But the dirty words weren’t only about her, they were about her brother, too.
“Fuck, your pussy’s so tight, and Christ your brother’s ass wants me so bad. I wish there were two of me so I could fuck you both.”
The statement startled her.
“Brother?”
“You told me to shut up,” he responded smugly. “Yes… parts of me are a bit more flexible than they were before. The parts he touches. Remind me why we agreed to sleep back-to-back?”
“The Queen said we had to. He’s not supposed to wake us both, but he’s going to anyway, isn’t he? Yeah, that’s nice and I think he might be about to come. Tell me, Brother, does he still have a finger in your backside?”
“Two. And when I’m awake again I’m definitely returning the favor.”
“He’s decided I need one, too. Like his perfect cock wasn’t enough.”
“What, a finger in your ass?”
“Oh yes. Oh, sweet Mother, yes.”
“Sister, you know I get first crack once we’re awake now right? It’s only fair if you get him fucking you now and all I get is a couple fingers, not even a cock-grab.”
“Uh-huh, fine.” That was all she could lurch out between the thrusts, then the man’s harsh cries made her ears vibrate, the sensation a refreshing change from all the silence of the past centuries. To hear the passionate cries of a man was one of the things she’d missed most. Warm heat spread between her thighs. She wished she’d been awake enough to come with him, but there would be time for that soon. Very soon.
An odd popping sounded in her ears as if pressure released, then the world fell out beneath her. The human man’s voice echoed around her and with another solid thrust his seed heated her dormant womb. Everything melted into electric clarity. The cool air shocked her skin, the light burned her eyes. But she could see the light now, and she could see his lovely face, flushed and exultant after his orgasm.
Wide, blue eyes framed by long, golden lashes stared back at her in amazement.
She wanted to throw him down and fuck him until she reached her own climax, but he was so pretty and shocked to see her eyes blink open, she knew she had to at least give him something. She unfurled her wings first, reveling in the pleasant stretch of long unused muscles. She caught the air with them and wrapped her legs around his hips, careful to avoid letting him slip out of her.
“Don’t worry, love. You’re mine now. I won’t hurt you.” She dipped her head to his collarbone and let her animus tongue flick out to mark his skin, worrying that if she waited she’d miss her chance.
“Sister,” a deep voice spoke from beside her as her brother’s lithe figure moved around behind the man. “Don’t forget to share.”
Chapter Six
Events bled into themselves after Dimitri came inside the statue’s incongruously soft, wet pussy. Two figures rotated around him. He was still standing, his cock solidly sunk inside the woman, but now h
er legs were wrapped around his hips and she had wings. His body tingled with the buzz of pleasure. He’d only hoped for one brief moment of pleasure with one of them. Now that it was done, it hit him that no, this was barely scratching the surface.
Her lips were definitely not light on his own when she kissed him. It was the kiss that finally made him stumble and kneel on the ground, shaky from the orgasm.
“I did it,” he mumbled to no one.
“You did,” a male voice murmured in his ear. A pair of lips brushed against his shoulder, sending delicious tingles through him.
“My sister marked you already, it’s my turn. Formality, you understand.”
Dimitri cupped the girl’s ass and squeezed. The other figure knelt beside him and a strong hand gripped his chin, gently urging him to turn his head. Soft lips fringed with coarse blond hair met his, the man’s velvety tongue insistent as he delved between Dimitri’s lips. The lips grazed his jaw and lower, until they pressed against his collarbone just opposite where the girl had branded him a second ago.
In the blink of an eye, the figure poised above him wasn’t a man, but a golden dragon, forked tongue flicking out and gliding over Dimitri’s bare chest.
“You’re smaller than I thought,” Dimitri murmured in a daze.
The dragon rumbled and a puff of gilded smoke erupted from his nostrils. He leaned forward and flicked his tongue in a pattern on Dimitri’s collarbone opposite where the female had made her mark earlier. Another bright sting seared his skin, but the pain faded quickly with a gold breath from the dragon. This means we’re bonded, he thought. The understanding unburdened him of a great weight for the first time in a year.
“You don’t want to see me at full-size,” the dragon said. “We like this size. It’s manageable. Full size is good for flight and not much else.”
“Show me anyway, if it’s no trouble,” Dimitri said, fascinated to know everything he could learn about these amazing creatures.
“Show him, Aurik.” The warm figure of the female shifted to a slightly less intimate position on his lap, but still wrapped herself around him possessively. “My brother is very big. You’ll like him,” she whispered into Dimitri’s ear.
He’s big in a lot of ways I like, Dimitri mused, but was still eager to see the dragon. “I’d like to see you, too,” he whispered to the girl. He’d learned her brother’s name so far, but not hers.
“My name is Aurin,” she said as if reading his mind. “What do we call you?”
“Dimitri.”
She gave him a sweet, glowing smile. “I’d love to change for you, Dimitri. Anything you like.” She pulled away and joined her brother.
Aurik had a wicked expression on his face when she approached him and the scene had the feel of a standoff, the two of them a few paces apart and facing each other. Dimitri sat up to watch.
She slowed and flexed her muscles.
“Biggest wins, Brother?”
“No. He wants to see our natural forms. Honesty, Sister.”
She sighed. “Right, okay.” She turned to face Dimitri who stared goggle eyed.
The air shifted around him and suddenly two large beasts shared the room with him.
He stood up abruptly.
“Jesus you guys are gorgeous.”
Aurik was immense—he took up half the room. He stretched his wings and knocked a vase off a pedestal, then quickly drew them back against his sides. Dimitri walked closer, slid a palm over the dragon’s scaled knee. The texture felt like velvet, which was unexpected.
“You guys have fur?”
“Not fur,” Aurik said in a rumbling voice. “Just the surface of our scales. Defensive filaments. We’re impervious to damage in these forms.”
“Oh. It feels nice, though.” Dimitri couldn’t stop touching it, as soft as it was. He let his hand trail further up Aurik’s large thigh. The dragon settled back and a sigh of gold smoke washed over Dimitri.
Curious, he kept stroking further. The taut muscle of the dragon’s thigh flexed and his immense cock twitched and pulsed before Dimitri’s gaze. It had been nearly two years since he’d been intimate to any significant degree with another man. Each time he tried, he would see his brother’s face the last time they had made love to Thea. It often seemed strange to him that he had no qualms about looking in his brother’s eyes with Thea’s sensuous figure and sounds of pleasure as a buffer between them. But the second she was gone he hadn’t been able to touch another man. It just felt wrong without a woman between them. Without Thea.
Now he wanted nothing more than to touch this creature and to be touched by him. He reached out a tentative hand and stroked up the length of the dragon’s cock. No velvet armor adorned the beautiful shaft. It was entirely hot, golden skin, the length of Dimitri’s arm.
“You can stop me, but I admit I’m curious. Is this as big as you get?” Dimitri asked.
“Not quite, but there’s not enough room in here. Particularly not when you’re touching me like that.” The response was guttural and definitely aroused. “I think you’re making Aurin a little jealous.”
Dimitri became aware of the other dragon in the room. She raised a ridged brow at him over one golden eye. A plume of shimmering smoke rose from her graceful snout.
“You wanted us both,” she said. “Now that you’ve got us, what are you going to do, Dimitri?”
He looked back and forth between them.
“Ah… do you get off better in this form?”
The siblings exchanged a sardonic look. Aurik answered. “Our form doesn’t matter. We change to accommodate our partners.”
“Oh, good. As much as I’d love to experience a full-sized dragon cock, you’d probably kill me in the process. I need you both and my size seems more manageable.”
“Wise plan,” Aurik said, his form shimmering to resume a human size and shape.
Aurin seemed reluctant to change.
He stepped toward her where she sat on her haunches a few paces away. She was easily the size of an SUV, but more eager for his touch. He could tell by the short, gusting breaths she let out when he approached her. He remembered that he’d been the only one to come so far.
He reached up a hand to her head.
“You don’t need to pet me, but I do like it,” she said with humor in her voice.
“Maybe I’ll just pet you here,” he said. He stroked his palms down her large thighs that were spread before him. The same velvety texture of her golden scales teased at his skin. So soft. Christ he’d never touched anything as soft, not even human skin. It made him wonder what her pussy felt like.
He let his hands keep moving, enjoying the quiver of her muscles under his palms. She liked his touch and the evidence was very apparent the closer he got to her pussy.
A sweep of a tongue grazed his shoulders and he looked up in question.
“Just wanted you to know you’re on the right track.”
He nodded and moved forward, his eyes on the tight seam of scaled flesh between her thighs. He knew something wonderful waited beyond, and couldn’t wait to discover it.
He reached out a tentative hand to graze her slit. All he could see was the faint seam in the center, but it gleamed with wetness. He raised his knuckles to his nose to smell her, then licked, watching her dragon eyes react. A low growl rumbled in her throat and her tongue lashed out.
“You’re a tease,” she rumbled. “I like it.”
“Open up your dragon pussy, baby, let me see what I can do with it.”
“It doesn’t work that way. You’ve got to have a cock big enough. But dragons rarely mate with each other anymore, so that’s why we change shape most of the time. We’re accustomed to being smaller.”
“You’d like a big cock that can fill that dragon pussy wouldn’t you?”
“No… I want you. I can change my size at will, so I can accommodate any size that would fulfill me.”
“Oh? Can you get even bigger?”
A hesitant rumble rose from her
chest and she glanced behind him at Aurik. After a second she nodded her large head slightly. The air warmed around him and she stretched her wings. Her large body bunched and tensed, her scales shimmering and stretching.
The space she occupied forced him to move back several steps. He bumped into a warm body behind him and was immediately enveloped in a pair of thick arms.
“You like big? She’s almost as beautiful as I am at her full size,” Aurik whispered in his ear. She kept growing until she nearly filled the room and her head bumped against the lip of the deep skylight above them. He stared up at her angular head, highlighted from behind by a dark square of night sky and stars.
“You’re bigger?” Dimitri asked, marveling at the immense creature before him. He’d never seen anything so beautiful. Her gold scales gleamed and sparkled in the low lights. She could barely stretch her wings in the room even as large as it was. He could have fit five of his childhood homes inside this room alone, and she seemed to occupy every inch of it. Not just with her beautiful dragonesque bulk, but with her presence. She still eyed him with curious amusement, waiting for him to render judgment for her change.
“I’m bigger, yes,” Aurik said, emphasizing his words by pulling Dimitri’s hips back against his very large and very erect cock.
Dimitri’s thick arousal pulsed at the heat of the other man behind him. Aurik’s fingertips dug into Dimitri’s hips and pulled more deliberately forcing Dimitri’s ass cheeks apart so the thick length of his cock pressed between them. Christ it had been so long since he’d had a proper fuck, but tasting Aurin had incited a deep longing for feminine flesh against his mouth as much as he wanted the solid thrust of a cock deep in his ass. Jesus, did it have to be so fucking complicated with him? Nobody had pleased him enough since Alex’s death. He’d only sought out the most mindless of encounters, chased that brief pinpoint of pleasure, then left without looking back. For the first time since that day he finally had the desire to find something deeper that might last.
“Be gentle with him, Brother. He looks uncertain.” The resonant voice and gust of sweet breath over his skin made him look up at Aurin’s majestic form again. Her wings were folded along her back and she’d settled down, remaining in her dragon form. She looked relaxed, but attentive.
