by Kali Willows
“We’ll go slow. Keep the lube close by.” She leaned in and claimed him with a provocative kiss then pulled away. “I’ve never had sex be a life or death matter, I sure hope you picked the right girl.”
“Lady, and yes, we did. Regardless of the outcome, Gwen, I’m glad we connected. You’re a remarkable woman.” Tatsu gripped her bare hips as she straddled him. A tear collected at the rim of her eye; she was determined not to let him see it.
“This has to work.” In a slow, rhythmic manner, she slid back and forth over his cock, grazing her clit, feeling the excessive heat seeping from his pelvis. Closing her eyes, she collected her hope and reached between her legs. She watched his expression when she eased herself onto the thickness of his head then slid over his shaft.
“Oh.” The splendid heat filled her pussy, and she moved up and down on the rock hard flesh, sinking lower each time.
Consumed with the mind-blowing sensation of him inside her, she dragged his fingers up to her breasts. The length of his cock filled her with sweet agony, the pleasure multiplied as he squeezed and pinched her nipples.
“Ah—”
Gwen looked over her shoulder to find Yong trying to reach behind him, his face a mask of pain.
“It’s starting isn’t it? The energy?”
“Yes,” Yong doubled over.
Stopping in mid thrust, she held Tatsu deep inside her. She fought the desperate urge to move.
“The lube, bring it here.”
Yong trickled the cool fluid down her lower back, drizzling it over her ass.
“That’s it, now spread it around and get me ready for you.” She guided his hand, distributing the slippery fluid across her skin and over his intended target.
“I want you to begin with your finger. Ease it in with the lube, then insert two.”
“Got it,” he huffed.
“Are you all right?”
“Fine.” Gentle, but persistent, he followed her directions.
She gasped at the sharp penetration of his finger sliding into her ass.
“Gwen?”
“It’s okay, don’t stop. I’ve never done this before, but I’ll be fine. Keep going.”
Sheer delight washed over her at the double penetration. She wanted more.
“Yong, two fingers. I can’t hold back. Give it to me, please.” She tilted her pelvis on Tatsu’s cock, and rolled her hips, bringing on erotic pleasure. Two fingers increased to three, and the sensation became liberating.
“More lube. I want you inside of me, now.”
The drizzle of wetness down her ass aroused her more. “Take me now.”
His hard fingers retreated to be replaced with the tip of his cock.
“That’s it; ease it in, a little at a time.” All of a sudden, she felt like an expert calling all the shots.
Yong sank into her, filling her with a stinging, sweet sensation.
“Oh God, that’s it.” She panted and moved again on Tatsu’s shaft.
Riding what soon became a rhythmic beat, she reveled in the explosive feeling of both dragons plunging inside her, then retreating. She arched in ecstasy.
“I’m gonna explode,” she cried. “Tatsu?”
“I’m okay, don’t stop, babe. Keep going.” He winced, digging his fingertips into her hips.
“Yong?” She tried to look over her shoulder.
“Good, I’m good.” Yong gasped, driving into her faster. “Gwen, God, you’re so tight. I can’t hold on. I’m gonna come.”
“Tatsu, are you close?”
“Yes.”
“Yong, deeper.” She reached behind her, scratching at his hips, wanting him closer to her, seeking that piercing bliss as he buried his cock even farther than before.
“Tatsu, rub my clit,” she begged, guiding his hand over her swollen pussy. He flicked and rubbed her tender nub.
“Oh yeah, that’s it, oh—oh—” she shrieked. Her thighs tightened, her back stiffened, and her vaginal muscles clenched around Tatsu’s cock.
“I feel you coming Gwen.” Tatsu’s breathing sped up.
Yong plunged into her with powerful thrusts. “Oh, I’m—I’m—uh…” He pulled her hips, hammering her ass, and convulsed. Slowing his pace, he pushed deep and hard.
“Holy fuck, Gwen, oh—oh,” Yong rested against her back, shaking.
“Uh.” Tatsu wailed.
Gwen looked down slowing her rhythm, and took in a sharp breath. A stabbing pain shot through her hips. “No, Tatsu.” She collapsed on his chest.
“I’m sorry,” He pulled his hands back, his fingernails morphed into claws, his right arm covered with dark green scales.
“Yong, help me!” she screamed.
He pulled out and scrambled to her side. “It didn’t work. It’s my fault.”
“It’s not too late. Yong, help me.”
“What do I do?”
“Get something to tie his hands down, or he’ll rip me to shreds.” Yong disappeared from her line of vision before she finished speaking.
Tatsu’s ragged breathing grew heavier, and his voice shifted into a fierce snarl. His jade eyes had transformed into glowing, red slits with almond shaped pupils.
“Yong, you know what to do. You promised,” he bellowed. “Behind my ear. Do it now.”
“What are you talking about?” She stared at him in disbelief. “This isn’t happening. Hold on Tatsu, please.”
“Yong knows what to do. Get away, Gwen. It’s too dangerous. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Hurry, Yong.” Tatsu’s cock felt as though it was growing bigger inside her. She held his hands above his head and moved in long strokes, up and down.
“It’s okay. It’s gonna work. I know it.”
Tatsu began to convulse, he arched, roaring. She wasn’t prepared for what came next. She screamed.
“What is it?” Yong returned with strips of shredded material from the bathroom shower curtain.
“Look,” she pointed at his shoulders. Tatsu’s back deformity had mutated into fully formed wings, expanding out to the sides.
“Yong, behind my ear, now.”
“What’s he talking about?”
“There’s a kill spot, behind his left ear. He made me promise to kill him if the change happened.” Tears flooded down Yong’s cheeks. “I can’t, brother, I can’t.”
“You won’t need to. Tie his hands to the bedposts. Tie them strong.”
Yong sprang into action, doing as she said.
“Now his feet.” She began shifting up and down again, bursting inside from the pressure of his cock.
“Uh—” Tatsu grunted.
“That’s it, come for me. Come inside me. I’m yours.” She trailed her hands down his chest; his skin had dried and begun to flake. “Let go baby, please.” She drove onto him.
His body temperature, now scorching hot, melted the silk bedspread. The blazing heat didn’t faze her at all.
“Yong, get back,” she warned. Tatsu’s breath blew searing heat over her naked body. “You’re close, Tatsu; I can feel you pulsing inside me. It’s time.”
He thrashed beneath her; she writhed with burning. His body stiffened and he let out a thunderous roar.
“Yes, Tatsu, that’s it, my dragon.” She slowed her pace as he released with violent spasms.
“Ah, yes.”
“Gwen, nothing’s changed, he’s still—” Yong moved closer, inspecting his features. “It didn’t work.”
Tatsu’s breath grew shallow and deathly calm washed over his mangled body. His fiery eyes fluttered, and then closed.
“Tatsu? Don’t you dare, don’t give up.” She broke into sobs and ran her trembling hands up to his sallow face. “You can’t, not now.”
Watching him lie there, motionless, a wave of scalding heat rushed through her.
“Gwen, what’s happening to you? What are you doing?” Yong gripped her arm, and then bellowed in pain.
Barely able to hear or see him, consuming red overtook her vision, and
sound faded away. All she could see were tantalizing lips, calling to her inner animal. She leaned down and delivered a soft kiss to her motionless dragon. Tenderness swept over her and the intensity of her yearning for him magnified.
“Tatsu, come back to me.” She lingered against his cooling mouth. Her head ached. Her stomach flared with stabbing pain, and then everything faded to black.
***
“Gwen?” The sound of his voice grew closer, as she tried to lift her pounding head. “Sweetie, wake up, please?”
She collected her senses and forced her heavy lids open.
“What happened, Yong?” She searched her memory. “Oh my God, Tatsu?”
“I’m right here.”
She focused and saw her double dragon.
“It worked?” She sat up in bed, wrinkling her nose at the scent of the charred bedding underneath her.
“Yes, it did. It was you all along.” Tatsu caressed her face with his palm.
“What do you mean?” She was still naked, but for the comforting warmth of Yong’s bomber jacket draped over her.
“Don’t you remember what you did?” Yong took her hand.
“What happened to you, Yong?” She inspected the wrapped gauze.
“A minor casualty, in the midst of everything.” He gave a wink. “You don’t remember?”
“No.”
“Tatsu almost died. You saved his life.”
“How?” She looked at their jade green eyes with relief.
“You breathed fire into me.” Tatsu said. “You gave me your energy.”
“I did?”
“According to Grandfather, that’s a dragon’s bond—the mating bond.”
“Your grandfather?”
“We called him; we weren’t sure what to do.”
“How long have I been out?”
“A few hours; your temperature is back to normal, now.”
“It wasn’t before?”
“No, you were running a bit of a fever.” Yong chuckled.
“How high?”
“We—couldn’t figure that out.”
“Oh?”
“Yong went to the hotel and grabbed some first aid stuff and a thermometer.” Tatsu smoothed his hand over her bandaged hips.
“Oh, yeah, and…?”
“Before we could get a reading, you melted the thermometer.” They smiled at her. “Our dragoness.” Yong gave her a sexy grin.
“What about you?” She reached for Tatsu, turning him to the side, examining his bare back.
She observed bandages, but nothing unusual.
“You’re normal now?”
“Well, almost.” Yong kissed her hand and got up.
“You’re still the same?” She looked back and forth.
“We’re better than that. We’re both safe now. Thanks to you, it’s over.”
“I can’t believe it worked.” She threw her arms around Tatsu and squeezed him tight.
“There’s only one problem now.”
“What’s that, Yong?”
“We’re kinda hooked on you; do you think you could handle two dragons around for a little while?”
Watching them both, she eased back into the pillow.
“What?” Tatsu’s brows furrowed.
“I get two of you to myself?”
“We can see how it plays out, if you like.”
“That all depends.”
“On what?”
“How’s my hair? Did you singe it?”
They burst out into laughter.
“Oh, one more thing.” Tatsu patted her hand.
“Yes?”
He nodded at the bar behind him.
“Got it.” Yong got up, walked over to the bar, and grabbed something from the counter. He backed toward her, hiding it in front of him.
“What’s going on?”
“It’s after twelve.”
“Okay, so?”
“Happy birthday,” they recited. Yong turned around with an elegant, white-iced cake.
“How did you know?”
“Madame Eve arranged to have the cake left in the bar fridge, with a note, we were to say happy birthday after midnight.”
“That’s so sweet,” she gushed, reaching for it.
“Oh, hold on, we’re missing something.”
“Right here.” Yong held up two candles, and stood beside Tatsu, handing him one. They blew on the wicks, igniting them.
“Make a wish.”
“It already came true.” Gwen blew out the candles and took the cake, placing it on the end table. She removed the jacket and lay back on the bed, ready for her gift.
Dragon Temptation
A 1 Night Stand Story
By
Kali Willows
~DEDICATION~
To Pierre,
My husband, my best friend, my confidant, and the person that inspires me most.
Thank you for always helping my reach for the stars, and to go beyond my comfort zone in order to create & live life to its fullest.
You are my romance hero. IU.
Chapter One
The morning light gleamed on the embossed ebony of the kanji letters. Helpless, she stared at the invitation.
“Trust me, Cin, Madame Evangeline will find the perfect match, and it’s for one night, so why not?”
Cindy rocked back in the recliner and shot her the evil eye. “Are you kidding me, Gwen? A sex date? For your wedding? Come on.”
“The only ones who would know are you, me, and your date. Believe me, this is not something I would advertise. Your secret is safe.”
“I don’t want to be the desperate maid of honor who needed a mercy date—it’s degrading.” Bolting out of her seat, she stormed toward the fireplace mantel, shielding her tears.
“Hey.” Gwen’s wounded voice stopped her in her tracks.
“Oh, honey.” She faced her, swiping at her cheeks. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to—it’s different for me.”
“So, you don’t think I was desperate then?” She crossed her arms and glared.
“Of course not. I’m such an ass.” Cindy hung her head and sighed. “Let’s be honest, you have always been far more adventurous than me.”
“Adventurous, I like.” Gwen gave her a big hug. “It’s time to start living again, my dearest friend.”
“With a one-night stand?” She let go then plopped down onto the couch, one leg tucked under her.
“It’s not marriage or anything. A step toward some joy in your life. Tatsu and I may have fallen in love, but it doesn’t mean every match Madame Eve makes ends up in a commitment.” She sat down and patted her friend’s knee. “Our situation is—unique. That’s all. There’s no pressure.”
“I don’t know.” Cindy glanced down at her bare ring finger.
“Listen, I know how much you and John loved each other; it’s a real shame it didn’t work out.”
“It was my fault.”
“How can a miscarriage be your fault?”
“Maybe I should have taken it easy.” She caressed her flat tummy.
“It’s not like you were out skydiving and drag racing. Look at me.” Gwen cupped her chin in her hand. “Your own doctor said it was nature’s way of saving you more pain down the road.”
“I understand there were too many things wrong with her development, it’s just—” A flow of tears streamed down her cheeks.
“Lots of couples survive a tragedy, even losing a baby. John wouldn’t allow himself to grieve and get past it like a real man. It was wrong, how he treated you afterward.”
“He was hurt.”
“So were you. When you needed him most, he bailed.” Gwen passed her the tissue box. “Then he went right out, picked up some young chick, and knocked her up. What a kick in the face.”
“He said he fell in love with her.”
“A nineteen year old? Maybe he enjoyed the milk and cookies at bedtime.” Her snarky voice rose. “He’s twice her age; it’s wrong on so many levels.�
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At a sudden clatter over their heads, Cindy jumped. “What’s that?”
“Oh, Tatsu called in the cavalry to fix the roof. Hey, I’m gonna get some water, would you like any?”
“Please.” Dryness filled her mouth after the emotional upheaval.
As Gwen disappeared into the kitchen, Cindy went over to the closed curtains. She pulled them open and gasped.
“Oh, hey, sorry Cindy. I didn’t mean to scare you.” Yong’s muffled voice filtered through the glass.
Your sexy little smile doesn’t make up for the fright of finding a half-naked man in the front yard. She glared.
The stunned look on his face was brief, and then he busied himself on the ladder.
Shirtless, he stood on the metal steps, reaching above him.
She studied his sculpted pecs and chiseled abs through the clear barrier.
Damn he’s hot. And his bright green eyes are so intense. I’d love to get my fingers in his long, dark hair…what the hell is wrong with me? He was with Gwen, why would I even let myself think about him?
The lean, defined muscles in his arms and shoulders flexed as he worked, causing a stir deep inside her.
Gwen said the Chinese symbol on his chest means double dragon. I wonder if it’s double because he’s a twin?
“Beautiful, isn’t he?” She jumped at Gwen’s voice in her ear.
“Dammit, don’t sneak up on me. What the hell is it with you people scaring me?” She grabbed the bottled water, twisted the cap off, and took a long, cooling drink.
“I still don’t understand why you won’t ask him to be your date for the wedding. He’s going solo, too, and I think he likes you.”
“We are not discussing this again.”
“Fine, I’ll shut up about it.”
“Thank you.”
“But I think you’re missing out on something pretty wonderful,” her meddling friend whispered, eying the man candy out the window.
Cindy yanked the curtains closed.
“Man, you’re testy.”
“Enough of this self-pity; let’s fill out the questionnaire before I lose my nerve.” She blew her nose and walked over to the computer.
“That’s my girl, you won’t regret it.”
“Fine, but no ménages for me.”
