A Dragon's Heart: BBW Paranormal Romance

by Terry Bolryder

  Just the sight of her wonderful body, arching in pleasure with each stroke and caress, her eyes rolling back and her hands grasping the sheets at her sides, was enough to make him lose himself entirely. Her scent, strong and intertwined with his partner’s, surrounded him.

  Then, with one last stroke, Lexie came apart in Tor’s hand, her thoughts becoming devoid of anything except white-hot pleasure as her body shuddered with release.

  Perry could hold back no longer.

  As Lexie’s orgasm ebbed, Tor’s hand lowered again to give her more, but before it reached her, Perry stopped him.

  “Allow me,” he said to Tor, his voice more hoarse than he would have liked.

  Tor raised an eyebrow in surprise, which quickly faded into a rakish grin with the realization that his partner would be joining in the fun today.

  Without need for encouragement or instruction, Tor moved to the side as Perry kneeled over Lexie. He could hear her thoughts, still blurry and recovering from the pleasure of climaxing just moments before, but buzzing with excitement.

  She looked too beautiful for words lying beneath him, her blouse open, baring soft, beautiful skin. But Perry wanted to see everything. He unbuttoned the clasp of her bra and slid it and the shirt off with his mind as he looped a finger through each side of her panties and pulled them off, the feel of her soft skin down her hips and thighs even better than he could have imagined.

  Whatever happened between the three of them, Perry knew for sure he would never forget it.

  * * *

  Lexie couldn’t believe her own mind. Even if she had seen the future and known this was going to happen, she wouldn’t have believed it.

  But now, with Perry above her and Tor kneeling beside her, she could deny what was going on no longer.

  The two most beautiful men in the entire world were making love to her.

  And as many times as she had imagined what they would look like, it couldn’t have prepared her for the sight of their perfection. Tor’s massive, wide shoulders and huge biceps tapered down to a bulging pair of pecs and more abs than she could count. In contrast, Perry’s body was lithe and muscular, more so than she could have guessed, with a washboard stomach and two Ken doll lines that dipped beneath the grey boxer briefs he wore.

  And despite the fact that they were still in their underwear, she could make out exactly how incredibly well endowed they both were, making her wonder what sex would be like if everything leading up to it was already so damn good.

  “Not yet,” Perry said, teasing her and pulling her out of her own thoughts. With deft movement, he spread her legs as Tor leaned over and took her wrists in his hands, holding her down firmly. Excitement raced through her as she tested his strength, unbudging as he grinned devilishly down at her.

  Before she could think anything else, though, intense pleasure shot through her entire body, originating at her hips and coursing through her veins like white-hot light. She looked down to see Perry, mouth positioned over her. His silver hair was loose and several strands fell over his face, accentuating his high cheekbones and regal masculinity.

  With Perry’s hands holding her thighs and Tor’s at her wrists, Lexie was completely immobilized. Yet she felt safer than she ever had before in her entire life, here with these two hot, incorrigible, complex men.

  Even if she had to forget about her time with them, she hoped she could at least remember this one moment, together.

  Perry’s tongue ran over her clit once more, and Lexie’s entire body rocked with sensation, the inability to move only furthering the intensity of the pleasure she felt.

  Again and again, Perry stimulated her, making her heart quiver and her body throb with anticipation, each stroke more delicious than the last. And as he did, Tor leaned down and used his own mouth to pleasure her breasts, first by kissing them, then running his tongue around the outer edge of her nipples until they became hardened peaks, and then pressing the one tip gently between his lower lip and his teeth, then the other. This all while he positioned himself perfectly over her and held her wrists down without ever hurting her.

  Yet the pleasure was so good, so intense, it rode along the edge of pain. Perry would stroke her clit long and powerfully with his tongue, while in the very same moment, Tor would suckle on her breast, overwhelming her completely, as if they were in sync with each other and her at the same time.

  Tor clearly hadn’t been joking when he told her about how dragons made love.

  All too quickly, like water overflowing the edge of a dam and the floodgates cracking open, Lexie felt herself overcome with another orgasm, more powerful than the first, that jolted through her like electricity. As she came apart, the dragons still held her, only furthering the intensity of her release as her back arched and she screamed out both their names in rapid succession. But even with her eyes closed and her body entirely swept away in consuming pleasure, in her mind’s eye, she could see both Perry’s and Tor’s gazes fixed on her, their silver and blue eyes watching intently as she rode out every second of her release.

  When she finally came down from it, she saw the side of Perry’s mouth cocked slightly, as if he couldn’t hold back a slight grin, looking heatedly at her. He glanced over at Tor, as if saying something without words as she had seen him do so many times before, to which Tor nodded in response.

  Then Perry came down to her clit and began again to stroke determinedly over her. But this time, she felt one of his hands leave her leg and, a second later, could feel a finger inside her, exploring her wetness.

  While he did that, Tor moved her hands to one of his, freeing the other to caress her breasts freely, simultaneously relaxing and enticing her as Perry stoked the fires of another orgasm inside her.

  Lexie tried to breathe deeply, tried to resist the onslaught of pleasure, but it was all building so quickly. And right as they moved into a rhythm doing one thing, they changed it on her, introducing new sensations and new kinds of pleasure with each passing moment.

  She felt Perry’s fingers come out of her and saw his head dip lower just as she felt his tongue enter her, warm and hot and filling her with thoughts of having him inside her. In the very same moment, Tor’s finger found her clit, and he rubbed slowly over it while Perry alternated using his tongue and his fingers to fill her with pleasure but leave her empty and wanting more each time they left.

  Tor’s finger brought her to a fever pitch, and once more, she exploded with heady, intoxicating release, completely lacking the words to describe how she felt but knowing there was only one last thing she wanted.

  The only question was, how did it work when there were two of them and one of her?

  “It depends,” Perry said as he sat up on his knees and licked his fingers. Lexie tried to hold back a blush at the sight of him doing that. “I often like to watch as Tor completes it, but tonight, I think we’ll change things up.” His silver gaze roved down her body.

  Tor barked out a single laugh in response. “This will be interesting. I’m not sure what you did, Lexie, but believe me when I say Perry’s never like this,” he said, amused.

  “I’ll take that as a compliment,” Lexie replied, her lungs still gasping for breath from all the exertion. Yet her body still thrummed with anticipation, still burned with desire for these two men.

  With one motion, Perry pulled off his last piece of clothing, baring himself completely to her. His eyes glimmered for a moment like quicksilver, then returned to normal as he positioned himself over her, propping himself up on his long, muscled arms.

  As he did, Tor leaned down to Lexie’s neck and placed a single kiss there, a tiny bolt of electricity on her sensitive skin.

  “If I were you, I’d just hold on,” he whispered into her ear.

  Before she could say or think anything else, Perry thrust into her with one long motion, filling her completely to the very brim. For a split second, she feared his incredible size wouldn’t fit. But as she relaxed from the intensity of it, she felt her b
ody accommodate him perfectly. And as she did, she became aware of a heated thrumming that began to build inside her, simply by virtue of Perry’s thick hardness deep within her.

  Then he began to move, and her entire mind went haywire with pleasure. He began slow, letting her feel every centimeter of his length as it stroked inside her, sliding out and then thrusting back in. And while he did, Tor placed kisses all along her neck and chest as both his hands fondled her breasts.

  Lexie couldn’t remember a time when sex had felt so damn good. Granted, this was certainly the first time she’d had it with not one, but two Adonis-like men, but she also couldn’t ignore the feeling of something supernal about it all, as if fate had brought them together.

  And even if it meant fate would tear them apart in the very near future, Lexie was grateful they could at least share this.

  Then Perry’s pace quickened, with every thrust sending fire coursing through her entire body. But despite the incredible feeling Lexie was experiencing, she couldn’t help but want to involve Tor in this wonderful, supernatural pleasure.

  As if with a mind of their own, Lexie’s hands moved to up Tor’s thick, muscled legs and found his cock. It was so big and hard and velvety, and as she began to stroke along his length, he grunted, his blue eyes darkening and flashing yellow for just the smallest of moments.

  Perry moved faster and stronger inside her, and the faster he went, the more rapidly Lexie stroked Tor’s hardness. All of her senses zeroed in on the feel of one dragon inside her and the other in her hands and the experience of having more pleasure than she could have ever imagined receiving in a thousand years.

  The three of them, just them, together sharing this.

  Somehow, it all felt too right to possibly comprehend.

  Lexie was so close to the edge it felt like a gentle breeze could push her past it. Tor reached his hand to her clit and flicked it once, then twice. Her entire body froze, clenching with impending release as she stroked and squeezed Tor. At the same time, she felt Perry jerk inside her while Tor’s cock tightened in her hand, and both men released in unison with her.

  For a moment, Lexie lost all concept of space and time and instead felt nothing but pleasure, an intense release that crashed over her like an ocean wave that carried her into a sea of boundless ecstasy that went on forever.

  When she finally came back to reality, Tor and Perry were still there with her, breathing heavily, their muscles tensing from exertion. Perry slid out of her, and both dragons rested next to her, one on each side.

  Their heat all around her was satiating and home-like. She reached up to touch each of their chests and felt their hearts hammering hard, just like hers. They were dragons, and she was a human, but inside, they felt so much the same.

  Like her, they were speechless, merely keeping their huge bodies curled around her protectively, like they wanted to shut out the entire world.

  They probably did.

  She’d sensed how they wanted her in every touch, every stroke and kiss. And when they’d gone, it had been more than a fling to her. The men she’d been working with, the men she’d been caring for.

  She’d told herself she deserved to have fun, but as she looked from Perry’s sparkling gray eyes to Tor’s blue ones, she knew this was so much more.

  * * *

  Tor gazed at his mate adoringly. Her body was flushed beautifully, her dark skin glowing, her brown eyes sparkling up at him. He kept his body curled around her. He wanted to keep her safe from the world forever.

  He reached up a hand to stroke her cheek, then looked past her to Perry, who was looking pensive and quiet as he stared at their mate, too.

  She’s not our mate.

  Tor looked up at Perry in shock. Perry was right of course, but it made no sense with how things had just gone together. She couldn’t be their mate. The mating ceremony was complex, and she didn’t even have the qualifications to go through it.

  Perry nodded at him slowly as Tor curled an arm around Lexie’s waist and she closed her eyes with a light moan and stretched out on the bed beneath them.

  Everything had been just right. Even Perry had been unable to prevent getting involved more than he usually did.

  Can I talk to you? Outside? Perry asked with thought.

  Not right now. I don’t want to leave her, Tor replied.

  The dragon inside him was purring. He couldn’t wait to be inside her, the next time they came together. Lexie… quiet, sweet little Lexie, had been a fiery, demanding woman in bed, her plush body welcoming every touch and kiss.

  Just the thought of it made him hard again.

  Dragon sex could be uncomplicated. They couldn’t impregnate anyone but their mate, and that was rare and only to keep dragons in balance in the universe. And they couldn’t share human diseases.

  But something about this wasn’t simple at all. He couldn’t remember ever calling one of the other women they’d been with “mate.” It had never felt like this—like when he looked over to see his partner inside her and felt her hand on him—that everything was completely right with the world and they were meant to be with her and protect her forever.

  Then an image of her hiding under a desk, trembling, came to his mind again, haunting him as it often did, and he clenched his free hand into the sheets.

  She was a normal person. That was what any normal person would have done. But that was the point of dragon-hearts. They surpassed the usual point of human bravery.

  Still, they’d gone so long without one. Couldn’t they do without some more if it were the right person?

  Stop thinking that way. Perry sent him a firm glare.

  Tor shook his head. I haven’t wanted very much. I haven’t asked for very much. But don’t you think maybe we’re strong enough to keep going as we are? To protect her as well?

  We have to mate a dragon-heart, Perry retorted.

  I don’t know. We have been fine without one.

  Perry showed him images of the cases they’d worked lately, and Tor wished he could turn away.

  We don’t just do this for ourselves, Perry thought. There are others that need us. There may even be more in the future. We owe it to them to give them the best chance of survival and protection. That means a dragon-heart and a third dragon power.

  Tor touched Lexie’s hair again and realized she had settled into sleep and started snoring.

  He’d miss her so much if she left. Miss teasing her, jumping out at her and watching her shriek and then whack him on the arm. Miss how they’d been able to pull her out of her shyness so occasionally she could yell and get mad at them. She didn’t take their crap that much anymore. She gave as good as she got. And all of it had taken time to get from her, so it made it that much more valuable.

  I can’t imagine life without her anymore.

  Perry put his hand over his forehead and let out a frustrated breath. I knew this was going to happen. I tried to warn both of you.

  It was hopeless to stop it, Tor retorted. I think I’ve loved her from the first time I went to her desk.

  Stop it, Perry replied. You’re only making things worse by allowing yourself to think these thoughts.

  What does it matter? Tor asked. According to you, either way we’re going to take a dragon-heart and make Lexie forget us. We have no choice.

  Tor was bitter at the situation, not his partner. Perry had been with him for so many years he was a part of him now. Whatever he was doing with Lexie, it felt like a part of Tor was doing it as well. There had never been any jealousy between them because they were basically two halves of the same whole.

  They would be terribly jealous of anyone else who tried to come near anything that belonged to them, though.

  Tor and Perry had always been in agreement for the most part. Always working together without complaint, agreeing to what the other wanted as they could.

  But this was a standstill. Tor knew he wasn’t being the mature one. He knew he would regret even pushing Perry this far. He kne
w he was a victim to his own heart, which wanted Lexie.

  Perry, with his logic and his inability to ignore the greater good, would save them from themselves.

  Save Lexie from a situation that would only get more dangerous as the years went by.

  She would be better off back in the human world. With her beauty and her quiet kindness, she would find someone easily. Tor was as sure of that as he was sure he hated the thought of it so much it made him sick to his stomach.

  He curled her closer to him. Mine.

  Only for now, Perry thought. And then you have to give her back.

  Tor couldn’t imagine doing it, but he knew he would if it was right. He hated she’d hidden that day when they’d rescued her. He hated she couldn’t be a dragon-heart.

  But he felt one thought even more strongly than that.

  When this was over, he hated the fact that she had to forget him. He wanted to always be a part of her heart.

  Perry’s eyes flashed to his. “Now that is a dangerous thought.”

  Tor nodded in agreement. Too bad danger seemed to be a part of dragon life.

  7

  The next day, Lexie awoke before the dragons and crept down to her room for a shower.

  As the water rushed over her, she remembered each touch from the prior night, how together they had felt, how much like one body.

  But it was time to get back to work. Nothing had changed in how things had to go, and she needed to focus on helping the dragons find a mate and trying not to be too obviously in love with them.

  She was starting to be very grateful for the fact that she wouldn’t remember this. Yet it was a little bittersweet, as she knew her moments here would probably be some of the best of her life.

  She dressed in a prim, casual outfit of loose black pants and a gray sweater and pulled her wet hair into a bun, forcefully taming the curls. She swiped on light makeup and took a look in the mirror. She was still her. Still overweight, averagely pretty, and nothing to write home about.