by Khloe Wren
"Let's do this."
She squeezed her eyes shut at the bright flash of light before blinking them clear. The family room had looked huge before. It now felt like a tiny box. Of course, the two massive ten foot tall dragons standing in front of her, would crowd any space. She swallowed past a lump in her throat as she gripped her legs tighter to her chest. Part of her wanted to run, and another part wanted to go cuddle them. It was a bizarre mix of feelings.
They both gracefully lowered to lie on the floor, then looked up at her with big round frosty blue eyes. The same color irises that she had gazed into earlier when they’d been men. Their fronts and the webbing of their wings were the same blue. The rest was a deep green, the same as their hair had been as men. Neither dragon moved as she allowed her gaze to roam over each one head to tail. The longer they stayed still, the more she relaxed.
Curious as to the texture of their skin and following some internal instinct she couldn't pinpoint, she rose to her feet and moved to stand between the animals. She kneeled down and reached out to stroke the snout of each one. She gasped as sparks of awareness spread up her arms and through her body. She shuddered on a moan as the sensation settled low in her belly. Loud purring had her lifting her head. Since when did dragons purr? She'd never read that one in any of her shifter books.
Assuming when they changed to dragon they didn't switch places, it was Zane lifting his head slowly. She trailed her fingers down his snout. When her hand got to his lips they parted and a soft wet tongue pressed into her palm. Vibrations trailed up her arm, and she gasped as realization hit.
"Your tongues vibrate? Seriously?"
A bright flash had her pulling back from Zane moments before Baxter knelt behind her. With a knee beside each of her hips his body caged hers. There was no way to miss the thick leather encased erection resting against her lower back. He trailed his strong fingers down her arms until he had each of her hands in his. With her palms facing out, he brought her hands up to stroke Zane.
"You can feel the connection, can't you, precious one?"
She opened her mouth to respond, but her dry throat wouldn't allow words to pass. She nodded as her eyes slid closed. Baxter nuzzled into her neck with a moan. She tilted to give him more space, and he began kissing his way up to her jaw.
"Keep your hands on Zane, Binda."
No problem there. She loved how his smooth scales and leathery skin felt. Baxter's touch disappeared from her hands and returned on her sides. He gripped the bottom of her shirt and began raising it up. She briefly lifted her hands from Zane as Baxter stripped the shirt from her completely. She returned her palms to Zane’s scales as Baxter growled and struggled to unclip her bra. After a minute or so he managed to work it out. She gasped as her breasts sprang free. At a double-D her girls appreciated the freedom. She quickly pulled each arm free from the straps, not wanting to be parted from Zane, and let the material fall wherever. Warm lips gliding down her spine had her arching forward in pleasure. The movement pressed her against Zane's snout. His smooth warm scales against her sensitive nipples had her shuddering.
A tug at her side had her glancing down to see Baxter holding the waist of her shorts away from her skin as Zane provided a claw to slice down the side seam. In shocked silence she watched them repeat the process with her knickers then again on the other side until she was naked.
Anger coursed through her, and she instinctively pulled away from leaning on Zane so she could cover herself, one arm across her breasts and the other hand covered her mound.
"What the hell do you two think you're doing?"
"Loving you."
"You—"
Her harsh words were cut short when Baxter took her mouth in a scorchingly hot kiss. Her mind melted in an overload of lust. She was barely aware of him moving her hands away from her body until she felt heat near her mound. She tore her mouth from Baxter's, panting for air. Zane’s purr getting louder was all the warning she received.
Her eyes slid shut as she slumped against Zane's snout. Her whole body buzzed with arousal as Zane's vibrating tongue delved between her thighs. Her brain had completely shut down on her. Flowing with the instincts of her body, she began to ride the velvety thick tongue that pulsed inside her. It felt so damn good. Better than any vibrator she'd ever owned. Baxter pushed her hair to one side as he kissed from her shoulder to the center of her back. His large strong hands glided down her body and wrapped around her waist. At five foot three she was used to feeling small, but with the amount of skin his large palms covered, he made her feel petite, delicate even.
She hummed as she tilted her hips toward Zane. Baxter's hands glided up her front, pulling her from Zane's scales. He cupped her breasts and began kneading them.
"So beautiful."
She smiled as warmth spread through her chest. For some reason, Baxter's simple compliment was worth more than any other she'd ever received. Her smile died as Zane pulled free from her body.
****
With his palms full of Binda's gorgeous breasts and his rock hard cock rubbing against her lower back Baxter was losing his mind to lust. Her hips bucked forward as she groaned her disapproval at Zane's retreat. He glanced up at this brother, and without any need for words knew what he had in mind. Baxter fully agreed.
Many dragon brothers would allow the oldest brother to take their Desired first, then work up to her taking them all at once. As teenagers, he and Zane had decided they would prepare their female first then take her together the first time.
Baxter wrapped his hands around her waist once again. He loved how with his thumbs hooked around her back, his fingers nearly touched as they spanned across her tummy. He lifted and turned her to face him, and she gasped while she wrapped her legs around his waist and gripped his shoulders with her hands. He threaded his fingers into her hair and pulled her to him for a kiss. He delved his tongue into her mouth as he lowered his hand to between her shoulder blades. She wrapped her hands around his neck and leaned into the kiss. She tasted so sweet. He pulled back a little to nip her bottom lip.
"Hold on, precious one."
You ready, Zane?
More than ready.
Zane flashed to human and left the room. With a grin at Binda's cute little frown he moved her away from his body so he could thrust two fingers into her slick pussy. She squealed and tightened her grip in his hair as he began pumping into her. Zane returned with a bottle of oil and settled down behind Binda.
"What are you doing?"
Her voice was rough as she panted out her words. Baxter felt her clench as Zane began teasing her back entrance.
"We're preparing you, Binda. When we make love to you the first time, we will take you together. You'll have me in here." He paused as he added a third finger and thrust into her very wet channel a time or two. "And you'll have Zane's cock sliding into that very luscious ass of yours."
Zane pressed a kiss to her shoulder as Baxter felt her channel get tighter.
“That’s right, beautiful. Next time, it won’t be our fingers but our dicks filling you up.”
Binda whimpered a little as she moved against their fingers thrusting into her. As her whole body went rigid he leaned in and kissed her mouth. Her pussy tightened around his fingers when she pulled away from and screamed. With her head thrown back against Zane’s chest, she came all over his fingers.
Baxter tilted her to face him, and he pulled his fingers from her still convulsing core and raised them to his mouth so he could lick them clean as she watched with a small whimper. The air froze in his lungs as her eyes glazed over and her hips began shifting. With a glance down he saw she was riding Zane’s fingers, and no doubt his other hand was still teasing her asshole. Baxter cupped her face with both hands and slammed his mouth over hers. He devoured her. She moaned as their tongues danced. Her finger nails bit into his scalp as she once again climaxed.
Enough, Zane. Take your taste and let’s claim her. She's ready.
Baxter ended his kiss w
ith Binda, lowering his palms to rub over her thighs as Zane licked her cream from his hand before he wrapped it around her jaw and took possession of her lips. Baxter's cock was about to explode, and watching her kiss his brother wasn't helping. When Zane released her, Baxter moved from the floor and set her on the couch. He rose to his feet and began to unlace his pants.
Baxter and Zane, Eilagh and Becky have been found. We're on our way to the castle now. Please meet us in the clinic.
"For fuck’s sake!"
Baxter’s hands shook with rage as he refastened his pants. Was it too much to ask that he have enough time to claim his own damn Desired?
"What's wrong? What did I do?"
He squeezed his eyes shut. Dammit, now Binda thought he was mad at her.
"You, beautiful girl, are perfect. Dimitri just sent through a telepathic message that Eilagh and Becky have been found. We need to go to the clinic to wait for them. Hopefully they won't need both of us."
"He asked for us both, Zane."
He glanced down at his precious Desired. They'd been so close. But now she appeared closed off. She'd brought her knees up to her chest and had wrapped her arms around them. She looked like a lost child, cold and scared. He stepped toward her, and she tensed up. Great! Now she was scared of him.
Zane, you care for her. I've frightened her. Stay with her, and I'll let you know if you're needed. We can’t completely abandon her when she’s like this.
He glanced from Binda to Zane and winced at the sympathy in his brother’s gaze. He waited long enough to see him nod before he all but ran from the room to the clinic where he'd been spending way too much of his time lately.
He first went to the lab next to the clinic. There was a one way mirror between the two rooms so he could keep an eye on patients without stressing them out. Carina looked to be the same as earlier, unconscious on the bed, with Skye her ever present guard sitting beside her. All six of their men were in the room with them.
Baxter was still on edge. The arousal that had been coursing through his veins had turned to rage. Taking a deep breath he focused on calming himself. He was the head healer of the clan. It couldn't be helped. It certainly wasn't the fault of the females that they had been kidnapped and injured. He took several deep breaths as he pressed his palms against the cold metal table top.
Binda would need to know what she was getting into with him and Zane. They were both healers. If something major happened to the clan, they would both be required to leave her. Baxter was certain Dimitri, their leader, would assign guards for her if that ever happened. Dimitri would never risk leaving a female unprotected. But the idea still soured Baxter’s stomach. He was the eldest, and it should be him that kept their Desired safe.
He scrubbed his face with both hands, and he prayed to the Goddess that Binda would agree to bond with them. From what he'd learned in his training to become a healer, they possibly only had weeks before insanity took them. If that happened, they'd both need to be killed before they began rampaging. Leaving the clan with no healers...
Dimitri's voice broke off his spiraling thoughts.
Drake is bringing Becky to the clinic. Eilagh is uninjured.
Straightening his spine and clearing his mind, Baxter left the lab to meet Drake in the clinic.
Chapter Two
Blinking away tears Binda watched Baxter storm from the room. The rejection cut deep into her soul. How could he be so attentive and loving, but then like a switch was flicked, he went cold and started cursing?
"Binda?"
Zane tentatively stepped toward her. Even though he still wore his pants, she could see he'd lost his erection since Baxter left. She sighed heavily as tears pricked her eyes. She sat before him naked, after climaxing twice for him and his brother. He'd gotten no relief but wasn't even aroused by the sight of her. Same ol', same ol'. She seemed to be able to pick them. No matter what plane she was on Earth, Feury … it didn’t seem to make any difference.
All her boyfriends had always been so overly attentive and sexual to begin with. Then once they felt they had her, they'd change. They'd get possessive and try to keep her hidden away from the world while they treated her like shit. She'd even had one who seemed to think she'd make a good punching bag. She'd left him after he broke her arm.
Hell, the reason she was so keen to go camping in the first place was to get away from her latest ex, Dean. He'd been nothing but smiles and charm in the beginning. Within a month he had her shifted into his place. She'd cleaned and cooked for him, given in to every sexual demand he made of her. Yet he still stepped out on her. One of his “other women” contacted Binda after she'd found out she wasn’t Dean’s only lover.
She'd tried to leave that night, but he'd talked her out of it. He messed with head so well it was a fortnight before she finally called her parents to come get her. Pity that wasn't the end of it. She'd obviously been a good little slave because he kept coming after her. She'd taken out a restraining order against him, and still he bothered her. Always managing to stay within the guidelines of the order, of course.
"Binda, I've just spoken with Baxter. Eilagh is uninjured, and Becky has wounded her wrists and ankle. They're both going to be fine."
Tears ran down her face as relief swamped her, until a thumb gently wiped her wet cheek. She squeezed her eyes shut as her mind refocused on the turmoil of what these men were doing to her insides.
"Are you okay, beautiful? You're so quiet."
Zane was being nice. She couldn't handle him being nice. She'd stupidly allowed her body to rule her actions once again and all but fallen into bed with two men! Gah! Will I never learn? With a sob caught in her throat she burst up from the couch and pushed past Zane as she spoke.
"Where's my bag?"
"In the wardrobe of the master bedroom. All the clothes in there are for you. We had it all prepared long ago, simply waiting for you. Just like we were."
A lump formed in her throat at his declaration. He couldn't mean it. No man would ever really mean what they said when they were trying to trap her. She'd been stupid earlier. Giving into some bizarre alien connection she felt to them and her daft childhood dreams of finding a happily ever after with love and kindness from a lover. Or two.
She trembled as she raced down the hall until she found what had to be the master bedroom. The first door she opened within the room revealed a huge bathroom complete with a massive hot tub. Maybe a hot shower would help her calm down. But she needed a change of clothes first. The next door she tried exposed a small room filled with dresses. All blue and green. To match their dragons. She couldn't bring herself to wear anything they'd bought for her. She'd had men in the past do that, buy her nice new clothes—that she had to wear when and where they told her to. She'd had enough of men controlling her.
After leaving Dean, she'd finally confided in her mother all that she'd been through with past boyfriends. Binda had previously kept it all to herself. No one knew how her arm really got broken. She'd told everyone she'd been having a go at roller-blading down at the park and had fallen. Once she'd purged it all to her Mum, she'd spent so much time with Binda, explaining how it should be between a man and woman. When her father had found out, he'd told her that any man worthy of her time and heart, would be one who was willing to take his time in wooing her and would make her feel cherished always.
On a back shelf she saw her hiking bag. Digging around she found a pair of jeans, a singlet top and a baggy jumper. And clean knickers and bra. Arms full, she headed from the closet. A little of her tension eased when she saw the bedroom was still empty. With a small sigh of relief, she entered the huge fancy bathroom. She couldn't deal with Zane again until she’d reinforced her mental armor. She closed the door and huffed in frustration when she couldn't find a lock. She looked around the room but couldn't see anything she could use. She sat all her clothes on the bench and opened the drawers until she found a toothbrush with a tapered handle. She smiled a little as she went back to the door an
d proceeded to jam the plastic underneath. Hopefully that would keep the door closed if anyone tried to open it.
She then made her way to the huge stall and flicked on the tap. She breathed deep as the air around her filled with steam. The moment she stepped beneath the spray she felt the remaining tension ease from her muscles. As she washed the men's scents from her skin she started thinking of the future. With no way obvious way to return to Earth, what could she do that would distract her from these two men? No way would she easily fall into bed with them. If they wanted her, they were going to have to work for it and prove to her they meant what they said.
****
Zane paced the hallway of their chambers. What the hell had happened? Their little Desired had gone from soft and willing to cold and distant in the blink of an eye. Baxter had looked a little fierce before he left, but Zane suspected Binda's reaction was to something more than simply reacting to that.
How is Binda?
I have no idea, brother. She's in the shower at the moment.
Are you with her?
No. She's jammed the door so it won't easily open. I don't want to barge in and frighten her so I'm pacing the damn hallway.
Bloody hell. Bring her to the library after she's finished. I'll try to get some time in there with her. Carina has now woken up, and Becky's injuries are simple flesh wounds. We should both be able to spend the night with her tonight.
The crack of the bathroom door opening had him returning up the hallway to the bedroom doorway. He gripped the doorframe to stop himself from going to her. She looked so damn fragile with her wet hair and bare feet. She wore a tight sleeveless shirt and long pants while she held another item of clothing in her hands. A stab of pain shot through his heart.
She's refused to wear our colors, Baxter.
Shit. We will fix this, brother. We will show her we're worthy of her.
Zane loved his older brother, but he wasn't sure how the hell they could fix this. Especially while neither of them knew what this was. He'd thought they were fortunate to have one of the five females as their Desired, but if she refused them, they were condemned to a life of insanity or worse.
