by Becca Van
“I–I don’t…know.”
“It’s about to get a hell of a lot better,” Andre rasped. He kept up a slow steady rhythm of advance and retreat and didn’t stop until he was buried in her ass balls-deep.
He tried to think of anything except for how her channel felt clenching around his hard dick as he stayed still.
When her muscles once more contracted around him, he knew that he wasn’t going to last much longer, so he wrapped an arm around her hips, the other around her shoulders just beneath her breasts and pulled her up as he moved upright to his knees.
The action made his cock sink into her star a little more, causing both of them to groan with pleasure.
“What?”
Andre wondered if she was going to say more, but couldn’t find his voice to ask. Being careful not to jostle her too much, he moved back down the bed, stood to his feet taking her with him and then sat on the end of the mattress. He slowly laid down onto his back, his cock still embedded in her ass and settled her along his body. He released his hold on her hip and caressed his way up to her breasts. He growled low in his throat as he kneaded her soft fleshy globes, her firm nipples stabbing into the palms of his hands.
Aiden rolled off the side of the bed and walked down to the end. He knelt down between his and Caly’s spread thighs and caressed up and down her soft skin. “I just need a quick taste.”
Caly lifted her head from Andre’s chest and opened her mouth, but whatever she was about to say didn’t emerge. Instead she mewled and squirmed on his cock as Aiden licked at her pussy.
“Oh,” she gasped and then her hips started rocking. Each move of her pelvis sent him closer and closer to the edge.
“Hurry the fuck up,” Andre rasped. “I’m dying here.”
Aiden took one last lick of her cunt and stood. He bent over, pressed his mouth to hers, and kissed her deeply. Thankfully he didn’t kiss her for too long. When he broke the kiss he grabbed hold of his cock, sliding it up through her wet folds and then began to press in.
The deeper Aiden penetrated her the tighter she got and if that wasn’t enough to make him lose control her internal muscles kept clamping around him reflexively.
Alex crawled closer to Caly and after placing a couple of pillows under his hips, he lay down on his side. The angle and position of his body was perfect for Caly to take his flight pod brother’s cock into her mouth.
She must have seen Alex moving from the corner of her eye, because she turned her head and then licked her lips as she eyed his cock, so close to her mouth.
Alex gripped the base of his dick and then began to pump his hand up and down his shaft. “Do you want some of this, honey?”
Caly didn’t answer, at least not with words. Instead she leaned over the couple of inches separating her mouth from Alex’s dick and then her tongue came out and swiped over the head.
Alex groaned and then he gasped when Caly opened her mouth wide and sucked him deeper into her mouth.
Andre looked up at Aiden and nodded his head.
Aiden withdrew his cock from her cunt and as he slowly penetrated her again, Andre clasped her hip and drew his dick from her ass.
Each time they moved they increased the pace of their pumping hips and Caly kept up with them, bobbing up and down on Alex’s erection.
The only sounds in the room were the slapping of their bodies, moans and groans and panting breaths, but Andre wanted to hear his mate scream their names.
“I’m so fucking close,” Aiden said in a growly voice and he shoved deep into Caly’s cunt.
“Me too,” Andre gasped.
“Me three,” Alex rasped.
Caly moaned her agreement and he groaned when her ass rippled and massaged his cock.
“Then let’s send her over,” Alex panted.
Aiden nodded as he moved his hand to her clit and began to swirl his finger around her pearl.
Caly made a keening sound which was muffled as Alex slid his cock back into her mouth, but Andre knew she was right on the brink. He’d wanted to make her come before he sank his fangs into her but he could already feel his balls drawing up.
“Now,” he commanded.
Aiden and Andre drove into her pussy and ass at the same time and sank their fangs into her flesh.
Caly screamed and shook as she orgasmed. Her internal muscles clamped down so hard he wasn’t sure he’d be able to move but he didn’t really need to. She milked him and sent him up and over the edge. He roared as fire shot through his whole frame. His balls felt like they were trying to crawl back up into his body and he felt electrical sparks zapping him every which way.
Aiden’s and Alex’s shouts joined his as all four of them came together. Just as he was coming back down his eyes opened and then widened in wonder as he saw what looked like zaps of lightening surrounding all four of them. Aiden withdrew his fangs from her neck and lifted his head away just as Alex bit right next to where Aiden had.
“Holy shit,” he heard Lance say as if from a long way off and he wondered when their elder had come back into the room.
He squinted through the light and saw that Lance was sitting on the other side of him and Caly. His mouth gaped open when he saw pure white arcs of light emanating from all four of them and followed the streaks to Caly. Her mouth and eyes were open wide as if she was in pain and screaming but nothing came out of her mouth.
When she began to convulse, he roared with fear and fury. He had no idea what the fuck was going on but her being in pain wasn’t acceptable. And she was in pain. He could feel what she was through the strengthening link and what he was feeling was excruciating.
His blood felt like it was on fire and he knew he wasn’t feeling half of what Caly was.
“What the hell is going on?” Alex roared just before he collapsed back onto the bed with a groan.
Aiden flopped onto Caly and although he tried to push himself off and Andre tried to help him, their efforts were futile.
He was able to turn his head toward Lance and he was shocked to see that their elder wasn’t as affected with whatever was happening. Lance’s head was tilted up and his arms were held out from his body. But what shocked him was that his whole body was encompassed in white and blue light.
Andre opened his mouth to speak but nothing came out. The fire racing through his body grew in intensity and then the light faded. It took him a moment to realize he’d closed his eyes and just as he thought he was about to pass out from the pain, it dwindled away.
He drew in ragged breath after ragged breath as he took stock of any damage he’d taken to his body, and as he flexed his muscles he was shocked to feel stronger than he’d ever felt before. Energy sizzled through his system, empowering him like never before.
When he felt warm moist air brush over his chest he forced his eyes open and after blinking to clear the spots from his vision, looked down at Caly. She was breathing deeply and evenly but there was an ethereal glow around her he’d never seen before.
Aiden had somehow managed to roll off her and away on his back and was staring at the ceiling. Alex was on his side, blinking.
“What the hell was that?” Alex asked, his voice hoarse.
“Don’t know,” he replied and then cleared his throat.
“She has magic and we just tapped into it,” Lance said in a low raspy voice.
“What sort of magic?” Andre asked after a couple of minutes, glad his breathing was nearly back to normal.
“I think our mate is able to seek and destroy hunters.”
“How?” Aiden pushed up onto his knees.
“Those zaps of electricity were exactly like Merlin’s magic.” Lance grabbed hold of one of Caly’s hands and brought it to his mouth. He kissed the back of it and then moved two fingers to her inner wrist and checked her pulse. “How or why she has such, I don’t know.”
Andre’s heart was already filled with love and contentment but hope surged to the forefront of his emotions. If what Lance said was correct t
hen maybe they would be able to rid the world of the hunters and be able to live a long and happy life with their women.
What worried him the most, though, was that their mate would be in constant danger until all the hunters were taken down, and that scared the absolute shit out of him.
Chapter Ten
Anton cursed under his breath as he strode through Rock Springs. He’d given Calysta a couple of days to get comfortable and then had followed. He was lucky enough to be able to hide out in the mayor’s house, since he’d been a hunter, too, and was glad he’d donned a disguise. If anyone took note of him they wouldn’t be able to track him by looks alone.
He sometimes wished he could change forms and fly like those dirty fucking dragons, especially when he was trying to find that sexy bitch, because he wasn’t having much luck even sensing her. He’d always known there was something different about Caly because she had drawn him to her as if she had siren powers. He snorted at that thought, his eyes scanning as he walked along the street. Anton had a feeling those fuckers already had that slut in their clutches and although he’d called a few of his minions in to help look for her, none of them had found hide nor hair of her.
When he saw a sheriff’s car driving toward him he lowered his head and pulled the Stetson on his head down a little more. As the sheriff passed by he watched the man in the driver’s seat from the corner of his eye. Anton cursed under his breath when Reece House looked his way and the car slowed. He’d met him once before when the deputy sheriff had just started out on his career path when Anton had come through town on his way to see his underling, Jerome Watson.
Jerome had been an idiot full of his own self-importance and grandeur, even taking his ego so far as to call himself Lord Jerome. The stupid fuck had set up a meeting in the Rock Springs diner and they’d been watched by the sheriff and other town people like they were bugs under a microscope.
Sheriff Darrien Westly had of course known what they were right away, but since he had Deputy Reece House with him, he had acted as if Anton and Jerome were criminals. Anton had no doubt in his mind that the deputy remembered the incident. The kid had watched him and Jerome like a hawk hunting prey. The only thing going for him right now was the disguise but he felt like Reece could see right through it. If he didn’t have to find Caly he wouldn’t have been out and about in the small Podunk town and cursed the fact he hadn’t been able to take that sexy bitch out the moment he knew she would end up a dragon shifter’s mate.
He’d been planning this setup a long time and knew that Caly would be the ultimate bait. What pissed him off was that he couldn’t have gotten here sooner because the higher ups in the FBI had been riding on his ass the last couple of days. Anton had intended to follow his bait within minutes of sending her out but now everything was screwed to hell and back.
He sighed with relief when Reece turned the corner, taking the opportunity to duck into an alleyway and hiding behind a Dumpster. Intuition was telling him to get out of town and search the surrounding county, but he would have to wait until nighttime came. He’d hidden his car behind the previous mayor’s house and the only way he was getting his vehicle out of the yard was in the dead of night, otherwise he had a feeling nosy neighbors would be reporting his presence. Especially since the mayor was now missing and no one was supposed to be living in the deceased’s house. Anton was glad he had better vision than the average man because that meant he didn’t need to turn on lights to see what he was doing.
There was something about Special Agent Calysta Adani that was, well…special. He had a feeling if he could catch hold of her with the dragon shifters he would also find Sir Lancelot Du Lac.
The archives had reported that Lance was the only first surviving dragon shifter and if they were able to take that fucker down, then dragon shifters would be no more, and if that was the case, then the world would be his oyster.
He’d worked hard and long over the last hundred years researching and planning the dragon’s downfall, and had a feeling everything was about to come to a head.
Rage surged through his body, causing a red haze to form over his eyes. He was better than those fuckers and once he ruled all of mankind, he would be the most powerful man in the world. Also the richest. He would be able to buy anything and anyone he wanted and he wasn’t giving up until he reached his ultimate goal.
However, he first had to find Caly. Maybe when he got his hands on her he could convince her to rule by his side.
Lust coursed through his veins, hardening his dick until it ached. Now that he thought about it, the idea grew in his mind. Calysta was one hot woman and he wouldn’t have any trouble sinking his cock into her tight wet cunt. It didn’t matter that he was decades older than she was because he was lucky enough to look no more than his late thirties. Anton would take great pleasure in beating the defiance out of her. Taming that feisty, sexy bitch would give him great pleasure and once he had her bowing to his needs, no one would be able to stop him.
* * * *
The moment Caly surfaced from sleep she knew she was different. Energy was racing through her veins, just beneath the surface of her skin. She didn’t need to open her eyes to know that all her mates were still in the room with her. She had no idea how but she could feel them, and not just because of the strong bond which had been cemented between them moments or maybe hours ago.
Lance and Aiden were currently in bed cuddling with her and Andre and Alex were sitting on the sofa against the far wall. The heat which she usually felt emanating from her men didn’t seem to be as hot and she wondered if that was because she had something extra running through her blood or because she was getting used to the excessive warmth.
“How are you feeling, mo chroí?” Lance asked.
Tears of emotion burned her eyes. Lance had just called her “my heart.” All the other endearments ran through her mind and by some miracle she was able to interpret each one.
“I feel…” She paused because she didn’t know how to explain it. Opening her eyes, she blinked when she saw Lance and Aiden smiling at her. Both of them were lying on their sides with their heads supported by their hands and they were looking down at her. “Um…”
She looked toward the end of the bed when Andre and Alex moved from the sofa to the sit near her feet. They were both frowning as if worried and she smiled tentatively, trying to relieve their concern.
“Do you feel ill?” Aiden asked as he pushed a strand of hair off of her cheek.
“No, far from it.” She took a deep breath and exhaled before trying to explain how she felt. “I don’t know what’s going on but I feel so energized. It’s like I’ve got a really big buzz going and like I could take on the world.”
Andre placed a hand on her quilt covered thigh and rubbed his hand up and down her leg. “Tá mo chroí istigh ionat.”
Caly swallowed and tears burned her eyes at Andre’s words. The literal translation was “my heart is within you.” To hear that from one of these confident, sexy, alpha men and know that he was telling her he loved her was so poignant and heart-warming, but she could also feel what her four mates felt for her and love like she’d never felt before surged into her heart and filled all the empty spaces she never knew she had.
At that moment nothing existed beyond this room or the men that were now hers. She didn’t care about her job, the unsolved missing persons cases. Nothing.
“Do you remember what happened, A ghrá?” Alex asked.
“Just that we made love and mated.” Caly tried to ignore another warm fuzzy surging into her heart at Alex calling her love.
“Did you see the bright lights, M’fhíorghrá?” Aiden asked.
Caly sniffed and wiped her eyes before the tears in them could fall. Aiden had just called her his “true love.”
“What’s wrong, Mo shíorghrá?” Lance asked.
She couldn’t contain her tears of happiness and a sob escaped her mouth. Lance sat up and then he lifted her onto his lap. She buried her face a
gainst his chest and tried to rein her emotions in, but it was hard when she was overwhelmed by everything she was feeling. After taking a couple of deep breaths she was able to regain control and drew back to look at each of her men.
“I can feel everything you are feeling and for some strange reason I can understand what you’re saying. What language is that, anyway?”
“Celtic,” Aiden answered.
“Do you remember seeing the lights?” Alex reminded her.
“Yes. What the hell was that all about?”
“That was your magic coming out, Caly,” Lance answered.
“Uh, okay.” When she tried to remember, at first she drew a blank, but then the memories slammed into her mind. She gasped with shock as she remembered the sensation of her blood heating to a level too hot to handle and sparks flashing over her skin. However, although she’d experienced some pain, it hadn’t been agony, but after the bright lights and the way her flesh had felt too small to cover her body, as well as the zings of electricity zapping across it, she couldn’t recall anything else and guessed she must have passed out.
“Can we talk about this after I’ve had a shower?” Caly asked. She was feeling sticky and a little sore after the lovemaking and wanted to clean up.
“Sure,” Aiden said. “Do you need some help?”
Caly looked at the wicked smile on his lips and the lustful gleam in his eye, but as much as she would like to make love with her men all over again, she was feeling too raw and tender.
“No,” Caly answered and when she saw the look of disappointment in Aiden’s eyes she reached out and clasped his hand. “Aiden, don’t be upset. I’m just feeling a little…achy.”
“Damn, darlin’. I’m sorry. We’ve should have been more careful with you.”
“It had nothing to do with what you, we did. I’d never done any of that before and it’s normal for a deflowered virgin to feel a bit of discomfort.”
“Yeah it is, but we should have been gentler.” Aiden frowned.
“No you shouldn’t. You were all wonderful.” Caly released Aiden’s hand, crawled from Lance’s lap and off the bed. “I’m hungry. Do you think we could have some food when I get out of the shower?”
