by Kali Willows
“Twin dragons?”
He gave a soft smile. “Yes.”
She stepped behind Yong, and continued her gentle exploration with her nails along his bare back. Next, she moved behind Tatsu and clapped her hand over her mouth.
“Does it hurt?” Her eyes welled up.
Yong feared what he would find. “No, it can’t be.” Approaching, he swallowed hard at the sight of the jagged flesh and touched the nubs of wings poking out of Tatsu’s back.
“How can we stop it?” Her voice was frantic.
“I’m not sure we can anymore.” Tatsu said.
“We could have before? How?”
“It doesn’t matter now. We shouldn’t have gotten you involved.”
“The book states,” Yong tried to keep defeat from overwhelming him, “the way to keep the change from happening is to cancel the exchange of energy flow between us, basically short circuiting it.”
“Grandfather had a theory,” Tatsu said.
“What was it?”
“If both of us were to—experience the identical explosive force at the same time, it would neutralize the event and put a stop to it, for good.” Yong met her narrow-eyed probing stare.
“I’m not following you.”
“Think about it for a minute. What is the one thing all humans consider the ultimate mind-blowing experience?” He took her hands in his.
“You mean like when I raged before?”
“No, angry energy feeds the change. We couldn’t both lose control like that at the same time. One of us is always less reactive, so one will still overpower the other.” Tatsu said.
“Anger is the highest peak I can think of. What else is there?”
Yong responded, mindful not to frighten her. “Orgasm.”
“What?” Her head snapped back, and she pulled her hands away. “Oh, oh.” Her heart-shaped face turned bright red.
“I know how it sounds, but that’s why Grandfather had Madame Eve set us up for a ménage. The best chance to have the same frenzied shockwave would be to—climax at the same time. We just didn’t expect the change so soon.”
She took a step back, frowning. “Couldn’t you have solved your problem, a long time ago by—pleasing yourselves at the same time?”
“It’s different.” Tatsu returned to the couch. “There’s a much greater response during sex with partners than during masturbation. It’s the connection between the mates, a package deal. Maybe it’s a dragon thing, but the mental, emotional, and physical turn on at the same time is the ultimate. You know what I mean?”
“That, yes, I do understand, but climaxing at the same time, that could be tricky to achieve.”
“Very.” Tatsu’s voice was filled with doubt.
“Why is all of this happening now?”
“Over the past several years, if one of us got riled up over something, it created—a quickening. Each time, it became more potent, until the energy started to shift. Tatsu has always been the more hot-headed twin, so he became stronger, but recently, something changed, and I started absorbing him instead.”
“If you thought it would take longer, why is it happening so fast?” Gwen drew closer again, looking into his eyes with fascination.
“We think, because it’s 2012, another year of the dragon. The last surge we experienced was in 2000—it’s the only thing that makes sense.”
“Why couldn’t you have cured it when you had sex before? Either of you?”
“Uh—that.” Yong covered his mouth with his hand through a fake cough.
“What?”
He winced at Tatsu’s hanging head and went over to the mini bar behind them, pulling out a bottle of cognac and three glasses, splashing generous amounts for each of them.
“Here, you’re gonna need a drink.” He handed one glass to Gwen and another to his brother.
“You’re scaring me.” Her shapely lips distracted him, and her cleavage didn’t help his focus any.
“The truth is, I’ve never been with a woman before.” He chugged back his drink.
“You’re gay?” Her mouth fell open.
“What? No, I’m not gay. I’m a—a—”
“Yong, are you a virgin?”
“Yes.” He turned back to the bar and grabbed the bottle, serving up another glass of courage.
“What about you?” She looked over at the wincing man on the couch.
“Uh—yeah, same here.”
“Sweet Jesus, are you guys kidding me?”
Yong placed his fingers under her glass and tipped it up. She swallowed the contents and choked out, “Virgins?”
“Look, it’s okay if it’s too much for you. I half expected you to bolt when you saw my back,” Tatsu said.
“No, it’s not that at all—this is a lot of pressure for a one-night stand. I’m no expert in bed.”
Silence filled the tunnel-shaped apartment. Gwen shook her head. Yong was sure she was contemplating the mess they’d put her in. Guilt permeated his mind and he walked over to the wall-sized window to watch the crashing falls through the dome-shaped glass.
“Gwen?” Tatsu said.
“Yes?”
“I know you handle fire like a dragon, but how did you get the ability?”
Returning to the couch, Yong nodded. “Good question.”
“I don’t know. It had never happened to me before until the night—”
“What night?”
Letting out a big sigh, she dropped down between them. “The night I almost died, about six months ago.”
“What happened?” Tatsu asked, taking her hand.
“I found out my ex was cheating on me with his accounting client, and told him I knew.”
“And then what?”
“I’ve never lost complete control like that before, I was raised to keep things to myself, not to complain, so most of the time I tolerated him.”
“Go on.” Yong urged her.
“What happened?” Tatsu gripped her hand.
“He had one of his violent spells, and I woke up in a pool of my own blood.”
Yong caressed her back, encouraging her to tell as much as she felt comfortable with.
“All I can remember about that night is that everything went dark red, and then I blacked out. I woke up in the hospital. My friend Cindy had stopped by and…well, she called 911.”
“You had a concussion?”
“Yes. Later, when we were alone, Cindy told me what she saw when she arrived.”
“What?”
“She saw him holding me by the throat, and I grabbed his hand and burned him—with my fingers.”
“What’s your heritage?” Tatsu watched her with an intense glare.
“I’m not sure. I’m adopted. I only know I’m of mixed race.”
“What about your birth family?”
“My adoptive parents told me my birth mother couldn’t keep me. She was young and single. They didn’t know anything about my father. They did tell me one other thing.”
“What was that?”
“Well, they said she had been pregnant with twins, but lost one before birth.”
“Wait a minute, Gwen. What year were you born?”
“’76.”
“The same year we were born?” Yong whispered with wide eyes.
Tatsu stood up and paced back and forth.
“Do you realize what you’re saying?”
“Wow, it didn’t occur to me earlier, but, yes, I think I do.”
“She’s a dragon.” Both men declared.
“Un-friggin’-believable.” He shook his head. “Grandfather said Madame Eve would find the perfect match—you don’t think she knew?”
“What, that I could be—no, it’s impossible.”
“Yet, here we are, with the perfect mate for us. We couldn’t have planned it better; you can handle the heat and the risk of flames. She is the one.”
“That is, if you even want to consider—” Yong met her stunned gaze and put his arm around her. “A
re you all right?”
“I think I’m better than that.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, I just assumed it was because I was adopted, but I’ve never fit in anywhere, and since that horrible night, I thought something was seriously wrong with me.”
“Do you still want to?” Tatsu kneeled in front of her, the corners of his mouth curled back.
“Do I want to bust your cherries?” She blushed.
“Um—yeah, that.”
Chapter Six
Tatsu kissed the back of her fingers with a long, slow sweetness that made her toes curl. Yong inched closer, smoothing her hair back, placing tender kisses along her shoulders and up her neck.
The slightest contact of their lips to her skin was intoxicating.
“There is something to be said for your enthusiasm, gentlemen.”
“It seems you’ll be our teacher this evening.” Still kneeling in front of her, Tatsu glided his hands over her boots and along the outsides of her thighs.
“So I guess I should teach you guys a little tongue-fu? Since we’re working at beginner’s level, that is.” Her giggles were short-lived when the boys stood up, tugging her to her feet with tantalizing smiles.
“Where should we start?” Tatsu whispered in her ear then captured her lobe with heated lips. Finding it difficult to focus with his attentions and the distraction of Yong continuing to worship the other side, devouring her neck, Gwen tilted her head back. They were driving her wild with their mouths running along her flesh.
“I’m curious, gentlemen.”
“What is it?” Tatsu asked between sucks on her neck.
“How is it neither of you have ever been with women before?”
“We were worried it would be too dangerous.” Tatsu squeezed her breast with gentle fingers.
“And now, with me?”
“You aren’t just any woman.” Yong ran his fingers along the small of her back. “You are the woman. You’re a dragoness.”
Liking his reply, Gwen was eager to get down to business. “Yong, undo my dress.” Facing her other object of desire, her excitement grew as he complied, easing open the clasp. Sliding the form-fitting garment down her shoulders and over her hips, he dropped it to the floor. Gwen’s sensitive peaks pushed hard against the confines of her lace bra.
“Tatsu, would you—?” She nodded at her leather boots.
“It would be my honor.” He unzipped one knee-high boot and eased it off, and then the other, finishing by massaging her foot.
“Let’s take you to the bed, shall we?” Yong took her hand and led the way, with Tatsu right behind.
Her magnificent twins eased her back onto the red jacquard silk bedspread and stood at her command.
“There are candles on the end tables—?”
“As you wish.” Yong trailed his hand down her foot, and she shuddered.
Gwen watched with amazement as her double dragons went from candle to candle and blew on the wicks, igniting them. In moments, they had the room illuminated with the glow of red pillars and flickering flames. The heavenly scents of jasmine and roses swathed her.
When they returned to the bedside, she sat up. “Take off your pants.”
Both pairs of jeans fell to the floor, leaving her with a splendid eyeful of something she grew impatient for.
“Identical in every department, I see.” Inching forward on the mattress, she inspected the leanness of their abs with her fingertips, and stroked down to their dicks. Wrapping their cocks in her hands, she gave slow, pressured strokes up and down.
The sight of them rolling their heads back with eyes closed was empowering.
“Time to play.” Taking the head of Tatsu’s cock into her mouth, she teased with her flicking tongue and then licked around the rim, evoking a low groan from him. At the same time, she continued to palm Yong’s shaft, squeezing and releasing, smearing the bit of precum around with a fingertip.
The delectable sensation of her tongue cradling his swelling cock spurred her on. His dick hardened with each dip of her head, making it difficult to pace herself.
Sliding his fingers through her hair and holding on, he pulled her closer, easing deeper into her mouth, and she sucked harder. His hips and his breathing quickened. She pulled away.
“It’s your first time; I don’t want you to come too fast. I’m afraid it might not work.” Stroking him again, she moved to Yong’s rigid flesh and lapped at his head then worked his cock slowly in and out of her mouth.
Retreating, she smiled up at him. “Same goes for you, my dear; we can’t have you losing control too soon.”
Lying back on the bed, she allowed them to remove her remaining garments. Her nipples hardened in the cool air.
As their mouths moved up her shins, and across the inside of her knees, she wiggled with delight. Tatsu crept up to lie next to her and rested on one elbow, captivating her with his smoldering jade green eyes. Yong remained between her legs, exploring every inch of her skin with tongue and teeth.
Tatsu descended upon her lips and delivered an all-consuming kiss. Their tongues danced and curled.
“I want to taste you.” Yong’s ravenous mouth traveled along the inside of her thigh, sucking and nibbling on the sensitive skin at her bikini line. Spreading her legs wider, he gathered her juices on a fingertip and circled her clit. When she moaned, he chuckled and pulled away, leaning in to blow against her oversensitive tissues.
Starving for more of Yong’s feeding frenzy, she reached for him, whimpering. Her desperation mounted, wanting more of each of them. Gwen rubbed her clit, inviting Yong to sample her moisture.
One dragon lingered with breathtaking kisses, the other glided his tongue along the outer folds of her pussy. He paused for a moment, and Gwen glanced down. He grinned and buried his face in her mound.
“That’s it, right there. Oh, that feels amazing.” She rolled her hips in little circles, struck by an idea. “Tatsu, I want you to suck my clit. Yong, come here.”
Yong assumed his brother’s position and gave her a long, feathery, slow, building kiss that drew her in.
Tatsu skipped past the subtlety phase and captured her clit between his teeth.
“Oh, you’re driving me crazy,” she panted, between kisses. As a rolling wave of white hot spasms shot through her core, he lapped up her juices. He drove his finger deep inside her, and she whimpered at every flick, every lick of his tongue at her tender, swollen clit. Gwen forced herself still, wanting to experience every sensation of this remarkable moment.
“I can’t take much more.” She eased Yong back and lifted up on her elbows. “Tatsu, do you have any condoms and lube?”
She caught his unmistakable smirk. “Now? You’re ready?”
“I’m more than ready—it’s time to wrap the dragons.”
Before she could blink, the multi-pleasure pack landed on the bed and a bottle of liquid rolled beside it.
“Are you sure you two are virgins?” Shaking off the residual tremors, she sat up and grabbed the package, tearing it open with shaky fingers.
“Well, we have—tried before, but never got this far.” Tatsu’s sheepish look made her pause.
“What is that supposed to mean?”
“A few years ago, we had a double date, hoping to cure our problem.” Yong sat up.
“What happened?”
“We sort of, got overexcited, and—” Tatsu turned away, covering a muffled laugh.
“And?”
“His date left sort of quickly.” Yong said, grinning. “We had to call it a night.”
“Why did she leave?” Puzzled, she glanced between the brothers. “What’s so funny?”
“Tracey—needed to—tend to her hair.”
“I don’t get it?”
“What Tatsu is trying to avoid saying is he got so aroused, he breathed fire—lying on top of her—ready to—”
“I get the picture, then what?”
“I messed up her hair.” Tatsu shrugged, looking
like the cat that swallowed the canary.
“He set it on fire.”
“What?”
“I didn’t realize hair spray could be so flammable.”
“You’re not wearing much hair spray, are you?”
“Excuse me?” She patted down her tousled mane.
“He’s kidding, Gwen.”
“Oh my God, you two are awful!” She slapped at their bare, solid chests, embarrassed at falling for the joke.
“Let me make it up to you, princess.” Tatsu captured her lips with a deep, sensual kiss.
Gwen closed her eyes, savoring the flavor of his tongue and pulled back, wanting another glimpse of his brilliant green eyes. She grabbed a plastic wrapper and tore the corner with her teeth.
“Who’s first?”
“Without triggering the shift of life force—we’re not sure how—” Yong’s brows furrowed and his chin dropped to his chest,
“Hey, I’m pretty sure your grandfather’s book was more specific than that. Wasn’t it his idea for the ménage?” She held up the second condom.
“Are you sure?”
“We’ll work through it, Tatsu.” She trailed her fingers over his lips and down the steely contours of his chest. “But, we need to infuse some logic here, too.” She tried to peek at the almost forgotten deformity.
“The change began with you, so we have to make sure you get a boost first.” She took out the rubber ring and rolled it onto his cock.
“Would it hurt you to lie on your back?” She caressed his broad shoulders.
“I think I can manage.” One corner of his mouth pulled back into a smirk, bringing her some relief from the sense of doom that lingered about them. She traced the outline of his handsome face, and gave a slow, deep, searching kiss, trying to push aside her fear of what could become of one of her dragons.
Tatsu lay in the middle of the king-sized bed, wrapped and ready for her to redeem him.
“Yong,” She tore the second package open and sheathed his cock, working to sound confident. “Are you okay with—taking the other side?”
“Other—oh—you want me in your….” His face filled with flushing redness.
“Would you mind fucking me in the ass?”
“You need me to answer that?” He chuckled. “I don’t want to hurt you, though.”
