“I have since I was five. My parents were killed in a battle against enemy warriors who wanted to claim our town. Lord Markus took me in as his own. Tristan and I have been best friends ever since.” Micah spoke about Tristan and Markus fondly; they were his family, it was plain to see.
“Wow…so do other dragon shifters come through here a lot wanting to take the town?” I asked. Micah shrugged as he got the pan hot for the bacon and a sauce pan ready to melt the chocolate.
“Occasionally. There are seasons for it though. In the summer is when we get most threats to our territory. Mostly other dragons from Canada or Central America. We really do have an ideal section of land here in the mountains and forests. It provides protection from the humans. We can both blend in and hide in plain sight amongst them.”
I watched the muscles of Micah’s back move as he began to fry the bacon and then whisk the chocolate as it melted.
“So the female dragons fight too?” I asked. Micah glanced back at me and snorted.
“Of course they do, if they want to that is, they are just as capable as the men are,” Micah said. I smiled. Well it was good that their society wasn’t archaic or anything. Micah finished up the chocolate covered bacon pretty quickly. The bacon was crispy and the combination of sweet and salt was to die for.
“Micah…this is so good,” I said and almost moaned in pleasure when I took another bite of the bacon. Micah smiled knowingly.
“I know it is, I happen to be a great chef,” I giggled and Micah grinned at me. I liked this Micah much more than the one I met initially. I picked up a piece of bacon that had yet to dry and a drop of chocolate fell onto my chin. Before I could even move Micah was beside me and he scooped up the drop with his finger. My eyes locked onto his and he held his finger out for me to lick the chocolate off.
I closed my lips around his finger and swiped the chocolate off with my tongue. He tasted delicious. Micah’s pupils dilated and I felt that familiar heat buffet against my skin. Slowly and deliberately Micah leaned in and pressed his lips against mine. A small moan escaped the back of my throat as I tasted chocolate on his soft lips and then his tongue passed over my bottom lip before he slid it into my mouth to caress mine.
My hands didn’t know where they wanted to go. I caressed his strong shoulders and slid them down the ridges of his biceps, and then I caressed his taut stomach and chest. Micah pulled me from my seat and then walked over to the couch where he laid me down and lowered some of his body weight onto me. Just enough so that I felt his hardness right at my core. I gasped and Micah’s mouth slid down from my neck to my collar and was going decisively lower. My skin was ablaze for his touch and my sex was throbbing with need.
Tristan’s face popped into my head and I pushed against Micah’s shoulders until he let me sit up. “We can’t do this can we? I mean…I am marrying Tristan in a couple of days.” I said and Micah sighed heavily.
“You’re right, this is wrong…you should go back to bed,” Micah said sullenly. His face was closed off and frankly I felt just as sullen as I stood up to leave. I had very real feelings for both Micah and Tristan and it just crept up on me.
What was I going to do?
*****
The next morning, I woke up to soft male voices speaking on either side of me. I wondered if it was a dream as both of the voices I realized belonged each to Tristan and Micah. I opened my eyes and saw first Micah’s gorgeous face. Tristan’s hand was on my hip and I turned briefly to make sure it was him. They were both still in pajamas. Well Tristan was wearing pajama bottoms, Micah was still in his briefs. The sun had barely risen and both men were extremely close to me.
“Good morning Stephanie,” Tristan said, smiling. I simply blinked at him before I turned back to Micah who gave me a slow and sexy smirk.
“Morning…what’s going on?” I asked cautiously. Micah brushed the hair from my eyes and Tristan leaned forward to press a kiss to my shoulder. The brief interactions sent tingles through every nerve ending and some very sensitive muscles south of my belly button clenched in anticipation.
“We both want you Stephanie,” Tristan said and I rolled over onto my back so I wasn’t facing only one person. I glanced in between them in befuddlement.
“You…you mean you both have feelings for me…too?” I asked, still cautious. Tristan’s smile widened and Micah’s smirk turned into a full on grin.
“Yes and we think it would be best if we share you as our mate,” Micah said quietly. A thrill ran through me and I smiled.
“Really?” I asked with excitement leaking into my voice. They both chuckled and Tristan scooted closer to me. He pressed a kiss to my neck and goose bumps broke out across my skin as the sensation rippled through me.
“Yes, really,” he murmured and then he kissed me again, his tongue flicking out and tasting my skin. I gave a breathy moan and Micah’s hand slid up my camisole until he cupped my breast; he squeezed it in his hand and then pinched my nipple as he rolled it in between his fingers.
I gasped at the shot of pleasure that rippled through my core. My clit was throbbing and already my hips were moving as I sought some relief from the building pressure.
Tristan slipped his hand beneath the waistband of my shorts and his fingers found my clitoris immediately. I moaned out loud that time as he rubbed against the sensitive nub with the perfect amount of pressure. At the rate they were going I was going to climax in no time. Micah’s mouth closed around my nipple through the satin camisole and his tongue flicked against it before he gently nibbled on it with his teeth. I was breathing heavily and it felt like pleasure was coursing through my every vein.
Tristan’s fingers slid into my core easily with how wet I was and he pushed right against my G-spot. My back arched and he continued to work his fingers while Micah used his mouth on my breasts. The orgasm rushed through me like an electric wave and I clenched around Tristan’s fingers in spasms as my entire body shook with the pleasure. I was breathing hard when I came back down from the climax and then I realized that my clothes had been torn off of me and both Tristan and Micah were naked.
My eyes widened when I took in the size of them and I wet my lips with my tongue. Micah groaned and he scooted down between my legs where he pulled my knees over his shoulders. Micah’s mouth found my clit and he slid his tongue over it and then flicked against it hard and fast. I cried out, but then my cries of pleasure were muffled as I became preoccupied with Tristan’s straining cock. It was edging it towards my mouth and I flicked my tongue out against the engorged head before I took him into my mouth. Tristan moaned and then cursed, which was uncharacteristic of him, but sexy as hell.
I took him deeper into my mouth and his hands held my head and face tenderly as I sucked on him. Down below I felt Micah spreading the wetness from my core to my anus as he pushed a finger inside. My hand fisted in the sheets and my lips tightened around the base of Tristan’s cock. He moaned again and ordered Micah to do whatever he had just done to me again. Micah slipped another finger into me and I groaned at the feeling of fullness.
“Have you done this before Stephanie?” Micah asked as he slowly moved his fingers in and out of me. I nodded and then Tristan slid his cock out of my mouth, Micah moved up on the bed and laid down while he gripped my waist and positioned me over him. I felt him position his cock at the entrance of my sex and push slowly in, it felt like he filled me completely. I moaned as he began to slowly move in and out of me while Tristan used my arousal to lubricate himself as he slid into my ass.
I cried out as the feeling of fullness felt so good it was hard to breathe and not taste the pleasure that was coursing through me. Both Tristan and Micah started to move in tandem and I simply held on to Micah for the ride as they both thrust into me over and over again. I couldn’t help but cry out their names as their pace got faster and the pleasure got to be nearly too much.
I knew my orgasm was going to be devastating. The room was also filled with moans from both Tristan and Micah. I fe
lt the sharp of edge of climax rocket through me and then I was falling into a million pieces. My vision blurred and I wasn’t aware of anything else other than being connected to both Tristan and Micah in that moment. I knew that they were it for me; for some reason I felt at home with them and I didn’t want it any other way. First Micah and then Tristan emptied their release into me. They had fully claimed me as theirs.
When our breathing returned to normal I found I was tucked securely in both Tristan and Micah’s arms. “That was amazing,” I whispered and they both chuckled. Micah kissed me softly on the lips and Tristan trailed kisses up my arm.
“It’s safe to say we’ll have a joint wedding then? You’ll agree to be our shared mate?” Tristan asked hopefully. I nodded and then smiled.
“I wouldn’t want it any other way,” I said and I snuggled securely in their warmth.
THE END
Bonus Story 8 of 40
Off The Field
Emily
“Em, can I speak with you for a moment?” I looked up from the paperwork I was filling out on a patient chart. Charles, my boss, waved me into his office. I stood up from my desk and walked across the patient gym to his office.
“What’s up?” I asked, as I leaned against the door jamb and looked at him expectantly. He waved me inside and I stepped forward a bit cautiously, Charles never asked anyone into his office unless he had something serious to say. I was pretty sure I hadn’t done anything wrong. I got along well with all of my patients and they always showed improvements with my therapy.
“Go ahead and close the door, I have some news…” he said with a sigh and I closed the door and sat down across form his desk. “So…you may not know this, but the practice is downsizing. For several reasons. One of the biggest being we don’t have enough money to keep up with the amount of physical therapists on staff…” my heart fell in my chest, all I could do was exhale deeply and sit back in the chair.
“You’re letting me go?” I asked and Charles nodded slowly.
“We only hire the best here, and it sucks to have to let any of you go, but…we just can’t keep up with the staff. We’ll have to bill the patients too much and that will result in losing patients…which we can’t have,” he said and I nodded.
“I understand.” I really didn’t know what to say. Numbness was settling in to buffer the blow of being let go. I really didn’t see it coming. “Am I the first?” I asked him abruptly and he paused as he was about to say something else.
“Ah, yes, you are. By the end of today I’m going to have to let everyone go from the morning rotation…” he said and I sighed. I would have to start looking for another job, I would have to start really budgeting until I got one, and I would have to find one fast so I wouldn’t fall behind on any bills …now? Now what?
“I’m really sorry to have to do this to you Emily, but the guys up top have their books you know?” Charles said and I nodded.
“No, yeah, I get it…ah…I’ll just fire up my resume and stuff. I’ll be fine,” I said and wondered if that was really true.
“Of course you will, you know where to come for recommendations. We still love you here,” Charles said and I snorted.
“Sure, I just can’t work for you guys anymore,” I said, the comment slipped out, but thankfully Charles let it roll off his shoulders.
“Seriously, anywhere you send a resume out to, let me know and I’ll put in a call for you,” he said. I nodded and tried to smile.
“Okay…thank you. Um, I guess I’ll get going? It’s the end of my shift anyway,” I said and Charles nodded. He stood up and rounded his desk to give me the world’s most awkward hug.
“Keep in touch,” he said and I nodded and gave him a half smile before I left his office. I went over to my desk and started packing things up as if on autopilot. I had never been let go before. I had never been fired. I had never even been transferred elsewhere. Anything remotely relating to my career has always been successful. I really didn’t know how to handle such disappointment. I had to make a couple of trips to my car to get all of the stuff out of my desk. Once I was behind the wheel, I sighed deeply, patted the dashboard of my trusty Civic and started it up. At least I had my Honda, she’s been with me since college and never so much as popped a tire on me.
First thing’s first, I would go have a drink at two o’clock in the afternoon, then go home and fire up the old resume. It’s weird how quickly it feels like my life is empty when I no longer have to go to work the next day. As I was on the way to the bar down the street from my house, of course my mom called me.
“Emily, are you off from work yet? I was wondering if you’d like to come and have your nails done with me and your sister,” she said, as soon as I answered the phone. I stifled a sigh and pulled into the parking lot of the bar. I suddenly felt a little depressed as well as lost. I couldn’t become an alcoholic on top of not having a job, what was I doing?
“Actually Mom, I have some things to do at home, can I give you a raincheck?” I asked, as I pulled out of the parking lot and headed home.
“Alright…is everything okay? You sound strange,” she asked and I almost cried.
“I’m fine Mom, I’ll call you later, okay?” I said, and then hung up. The last thing I needed was her lecturing me about my being let go from the job. I definitely needed to find another one before she found out and before I potentially spiraled into depression.
*****
Adonis
“Blue thirty-two, blue thirty-two! Hut!” my eyes were on the ball being tossed back to me as the grunts and exhales of the players around me snapping into motion. I took two light steps back as the pocket formed around me and scanned to see which of my receivers were open. Just to my left, Rhodes was wide open and I shot him the ball just as one of the defenders broke through to sack me. I saw Rhodes catch the ball just as I was tackled to the ground. A flag was thrown and the whistle blew, stopping the play.
“What was that Emory! What was that! Goodman didn’t even have the ball in his hand, use your eyes!” The coach yelled at Emory and all the big defensive end could do was nod and say, ‘yes coach, okay coach.’
“Hey Adonis, that was a good pass, I would’ve been all the way in the end zone,” Rhodes said, as he jogged up to me. We were at a full team practice, playing a game of scrimmage before our next game come Sunday.
“It’s that fake that you do, you almost broke James’s ankles over there,” I laughed and James shook his head at us.
“Whatever, I’ll learn that move Rhodes, everybody has a little somethin’,” he said, and did a silly dance with his legs.
“Yeah, it looks like you have noodle legs,” I joked, and both Rhodes and James laughed.
“Alright guys, let’s run one more trick play, and then we can all go home,” coach said and the guys got back into gear. The ball was snapped and I fell into my zone and threw a perfect pass down the field which was caught for a touchdown.
“Perfect! That’s what I want to see on Sunday! Now rest up, keep your muscles loose, eat right and see you all on the weekend!” the coach called practice and we all headed towards the locker room.
“Hey guys, announcement; try not to get injured, because we are short on PT staff for the time being,” One of the team’s doctors stuck his head into the changing area to let us know and the news was taken with little enthusiasm. I was just about to walk over to the showers when my phone rang; it was my agent calling.
“Yo Adonis, where are you? You were supposed to be at a shoot like ten minutes ago,” Jerry’s voice was slightly stressed as it always was.
“Aw shit, I thought I told you I had practice that would clash with the time of the shoot,” I said.
“Just get here as fast as you can, the Ralph Lauren guys are willing to wait for you,” he said. I really didn’t feel like going to a photo shoot right after a hard practice.
“Alright, I’ll be there,” I said, after all I was under contract, so it wasn’t like I could just s
kip the shoot. I hung up the phone and went to take the world’s quickest shower. Sometimes I wondered why Jerry said I should take up modeling. I was a football player, not an actor or whatever. Why couldn’t he have me do pizza commercials or something?
“What are you trying to win an award for the world’s quickest shower and change?” Rhodes teased as he saw me pulling on my clothes and still dripping from the shower.
“Nah, I have to go and be at this photo shoot thing, Jerry is breathing down my ass,” I said and Rhodes chuckled.
“You’re such a pretty boy that’s why he’s capitalizing on your looks,” Rhodes said, and I rolled my eyes.
“Yeah well, I think I’ll have a talk with Jerry about that soon. I think my success with the team is enough to capitalize on,” I said, and Rhodes nodded.
“Yeah man, no one can throw the ball like you do. You’re the best quarterback in the league. Sometimes these managers are too much about the money you know?” he said, and I nodded.
“Too true. Well I’ll catch you this weekend then Rhodes,” I said, then told a few of the guy’s goodbye as I hurried from the locker room. Getting to the garage seemed to take forever as I was stopped by a few coaches and team officials to talk or go over some things about the upcoming game. I was really late by the time I got to my car and I wasn’t looking forward to dealing with Jerry in a bad mood. The guy was worse than an angry football player about to lose a game.
My phone rang just as I started up the car and I answered it. “Sorry Jerry I was held up at the stadium, I’m on my way now,” I said. I was getting annoyed at being rushed, Jerry knew I hated it.
“It’s alright, no pressure. I was just calling to make sure you were on your way at least,” he said.
“Yeah, I’m leaving the parking garage right now,” I said and pulled out of the parking space. I sped my way out of the garage, the loud engine of the Ferrari echoed against the concrete ceiling and floor.
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