by Ophelia Bell
“Please,” she whispered, not sure whether she was responding to his promise or to the teasing caress of Neph’s fingertips as they moved back and forth along the juncture of her thigh.
Neph gripped her thigh a little tighter and she lifted it, letting him pull her legs apart while Aodh bent and pressed his lips to her sternum right over the glowing sunburst and moved lower.
The pale-haired dragon worked his way down, lingering at her breasts for an eternity until wet heat flooded between her legs. Neph murmured his approval, his fingers dipping between her folds and sliding back and forth in a lazy caress as he watched her from above.
“Don’t tease me,” she moaned. “It’s not allowed anymore.”
Neph smiled down at her and Aodh chuckled with his lips still wrapped around one nipple.
“Oh, but kitten, it’s so much more fun when we make you beg.” He pushed two fingers into her slick, sensitive opening and turned them, hooking the tips to rub against her inner wall until she arched and cried out.
Aodh wrapped his big hand around her other thigh and pulled it wide, hooking her leg over his hip. His thick, hard cock brushed against the curve of her ass, his tip tickling so close to her spread folds she tilted her hips in an effort to get him closer. But they both seemed content to simply tease, and she bit her lower lip to suppress a moan.
Aodh’s cock disappeared from between her thighs as he moved lower, continuing to hold her wide open while he explored down her belly with his mouth and tongue. He paused at her navel, giving it a sensuous kiss, then darted his tongue out and tickled beneath it with the forked tips.
Vrishti’s eyes flew open at the slight sting of lashes that seared her lower abdomen, right over her womb. Looking down, she saw white light coating Aodh’s tongue that seemed to flow into a pattern he was tracing into her skin. He was marking her. And while it hurt, her heart swelled with the rightness of it. When the circular pattern was complete, he blew out a pale cloud of smoke that settled over her belly, removing the pain completely and leaving behind a beautiful glowing mark.
Aodh turned his gaze to her. “I am yours always, Vrishti.”
She bit her lip again and could only nod due to the hard lump in her throat. “I love you,” she finally managed to mentally blurt out when she remembered she didn’t need a voice to tell them how she felt.
His tongue darted out again, swirling in smaller circles below the mark he’d just left, and his gaze grew heated as he made his way lower with those glorious wet caresses. His mouth found her clit a second later and sucked it in. Between that delicious stimulation and Neph’s fingers still fucking deep into her, she gave up all restraint. The pleasure rocketed through her in a flood as she came, delicious aftershocks lingering between her thighs as both men drew out her pleasure for several more minutes before withdrawing to let her breathe again.
“Your turn,” Aodh said to Neph. “Where do you want it?”
“Wherever you choose to put it.”
Through their connection, Vrishti sensed a charge of uncertainty from Neph, as though he hesitated to accept that he was worthy of the gift Aodh was about to give him. She sat up and twisted around, pushing her hands against Neph’s shoulders.
His gaze shot to her, eyes wide. “What are you doing?”
“You won’t make the decision, so I will. Put it here,” she said, pressing her palm over the half-healed bite mark she’d left on Neph’s left pectoral when he came to rescue her.
Aodh obeyed, and as his tongue lashed over Neph’s chest, she took the satyr’s cock in her hand and stroked him to full hardness again. Neph’s eyelids fluttered, his wince of pain disappearing as she pressed his thick tip to her entrance and sank down onto him.
In only a few slow strokes, her pleasure had risen to its peak yet again and she slowed, panting and biting her lip to avoid crying out. Aodh and Neph both watched, their gazes enraptured as she rocked her hips on Neph’s cock.
“Don’t stop, kitten,” he growled, pushing his hips up into her. She let out a gasp and froze, digging her nails into his stomach.
“It’s my turn to finish marking you both, but I need … need your essence first. All of us together, right? To seal my marks.”
She gave Aodh a beseeching look and he raised his brows, a sly smile twisting his lips. “Say it, sweetness,” he said.
Groaning, she rolled her eyes. “I want you both to fuck me. Come inside me together. Please.”
With a rumble of approval, Aodh moved. His big body loomed for a second as he positioned himself behind her, straddling Neph’s thighs. Then he wrapped his arms around her and pressed his lips to her throat.
“This is my favorite thing in the universe,” he whispered, cupping her breasts and briefly toying with her nipples before resting a big hand on her shoulder and pushing her down against Neph’s chest. The big satyr caught her head in both hands and pulled her into a kiss. She latched on hungrily, groaning in anticipation as Aodh fondled her backside before pressing his thick tip against her already filled opening. She lifted up off Neph’s cock far enough that only his tip remained inside her.
“That’s right, love, let me into that tight sheath of yours.” Aodh gripped her hip, holding her steady while he added his tapered head to Neph’s and pushed into her ready opening alongside the satyr. The thickness was only a slight adjustment at first, until both their tips were seated and Aodh gripped both her hips in his hands, pushing deeper.
Neph grunted into her kiss, tangling his hands in her hair as he lifted his hips and pushed deep in tandem with the dragon.
They held still for an agonizing second that seemed to last an eternity, their thick cocks both pulsing with restrained need to fuck. And then they moved, their wild desire flooding her mind the only sign of what she was in for. But they knew her need so well they knew she would not protest the rough, wild fucking that followed. She held on for dear life as they pounded into her, their cocks filling her and stretching her so perfectly.
She clung to Neph’s shoulders and he reached up and gripped her fingers, twining his hands into hers and holding them above his head. “Hold on, kitten,” he said, and she nodded against his shoulder, panting and grunting with every punishing thrust. He released one of her hands, and a second later she felt it slip between them to find the tight, needy bud of her clit and rub.
“Going to come so fucking hard,” he growled, and when her body spasmed with the first wave of her climax, he cried out. Her core clenched around both of them, and Aodh’s fingers tightened to a painful grip at her hips as his own sonorous roar echoed through the courtyard and both their cocks erupted inside her, filling her with their essence even as her own gushed forth around them.
Aodh’s panting breaths filled her ears and she felt herself being turned. Still sandwiched between them, their cocks buried deep, she found herself on her side with one man at her front and the other at her back, both so tightly wrapped around her she couldn’t move.
“Never fucking letting you go again,” Aodh said.
“I’m fine with that,” she answered.
Gradually they relaxed and slipped out of her. She dipped her hand between her thighs to gather their mixed essence in her palm. First grabbing Aodh’s damaged arm, she slicked the glowing fluid over the deep and still open teeth marks that remained there, then took another measure and rubbed it into the mark on Neph’s chest.
With that complete, a gradual sense of calm and peace filled her entire being. They were one, complete and whole, and with that thought, she knew that anything was possible.
Epilogue
They’d only lain there for a few moments, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking, when Vrishti heard footsteps. Several of them, in fact. Frowning, she clenched her eyes shut, hoping she could ignore the sound and savor the last few moments of solitude with her mates.
She knew better, and the Summer Spir
it was the one who urged her up and alert, invigorating her the way the morning sun had always done in those days when she had enjoyed rising and heading to school. She’d arguably loved school more than most kids in those days, but that Vrishti had never known what kind of pleasure and comfort she’d be giving up by leaving bed as an adult.
But it only took a silent reminder of what was at stake for her to sit up and greet the group of individuals who approached her now.
Aodh’s sister Numa led the group, her deep green eyes flashing with excited light. On one side were the pair of ursa males who’d agreed to stay behind and guard the Sanctuary while the rest of the ursa left to fight the battle to protect the Source. On her other side were the two turul who had helped Aodh and Neph enter the Sanctuary. Numa was the only one Vrishti knew very well, but she appreciated the others’ loyalty and dedication to their cause.
“What is it, sister?” Vrishti asked, the endearment slipping out before she could censor herself.
Numa beamed, her gaze shifting briefly to her brother before looking at Vrishti again. “I am so sorry to disturb you three, but we have what I hope is good news. I think we’ve found a way to open a portal that will allow the dragons and turul outside to come in to fight.”
Vrishti stood excitedly, slipping back into the robe she’d shed when she’d come out into this idyllic courtyard to enjoy the company of her mates and complete their bonding. She crossed the small stone footbridge back to the other side. As she approached Numa, the dragon’s aura flickered to life and she blinked, halting in confusion at the strange combination of glowing clouds that surrounded the five people in front of her. Confused, she glanced over her shoulder at her mates.
“You’re seeing their auras, that’s all,” Aodh said. “We share powers now that we’re blood-melded.”
“Oh,” Vrishti said, turning back to look at Numa. Something was odd, but she couldn’t put her finger on it.
“What is it?” Numa asked. “Do you see something?”
“Just your aura, I guess,” Vrishti said, shaking it off. “Let’s go back to the library to talk.”
But as she fell into step beside the dragon, she couldn’t shake the sense that Numa’s aura wasn’t right. She looked back at Neph and Aodh again. Each of them was surrounded by glowing, golden clouds with clear, shimmering outlines.
Aodh’s sister’s was an ever changing swirl of colors.
“Has her aura always been like that?” Vrishti asked, turning her head slightly to glance at Aodh.
“What do you mean? It’s as green as her scales when she shifts. What else would it look like?”
“It isn’t green to me,” Vrishti said. “It’s every color, like it can’t settle down. Maybe I just don’t know how to use that power properly.”
“It’ll come to you. Let’s hear what she has to say.”
Once Numa spoke, Vrishti forgot about the anomalous aura that surrounded the dragon. They could save the Haven once and for all, and that was all that mattered.
THE END
Immortal Dragons Book 6
DRAGON EQUINOX
COMING SPRING 2018
With an all-out war waging in the Haven over control of the Source, Numa has taken it upon herself to find a way for Nikhil’s army to gain entrance and turn the tide in their favor. She’s put her love life on hold for the sake of survival, but secretly doubts there is really love out there for her to find.
She has had no sign from Fate, no mystical dreams to give her any clues to who her mates could be, and as one of the many daughters of that infuriatingly manipulative divine entity, she’s starting to feel a little left out.
All she can do is hope that somehow by capturing the interest of one of Fate’s favored children, she can provoke Fate into revealing her path to love.
Ozzie West knows better than to lead the lovely dragon on. She is not his, and he would love nothing more than to tell her how to find the love she seeks. But ultimately Numa may need to learn that having your fate carved in stone is not the gift she believes it to be.
Sign up to receive updates!
Books by Ophelia Bell
Sleeping Dragons Series
Animus
Tabula Rasa
Gemini
Shadows
Nexus
Ascend
Rising Dragons Series
Night Fire
Breath of Destiny
Breath of Memory
Breath of Innocence
Breath of Desire
Breath of Love
Breath of Flame and Shadow
Breath of Fate
Sisters of Flame
Immortal Dragons Series
Dragon Betrayed
Dragon Blues
Dragon Void
Dragon Splendor
Dragon Rebel
Black Mountain Bears
The Stonetree Trilogy (Complete)
Clawed
Bitten
Nailed
Standalone Erotic Tales
After You
Out of the Cold
About Ophelia Bell
Ophelia Bell loves a good bad-boy and especially strong women in her stories. Women who aren’t apologetic about enjoying sex and bad boys who don’t mind being with a woman who’s in charge, at least on the surface, because pretty much anything goes in the bedroom.
Ophelia grew up on a rural farm in North Carolina and now lives in Los Angeles with her own tattooed bad-boy husband and four attention-whoring cats.
Subscribe to Ophelia’s newsletter to get updates directly in your inbox by clicking here. If newsletters aren’t your thing, you can find her on social media:
Facebook | Twitter | Goodreads
Dragon Guardian
Copyright © 2017 Ophelia Bell
Cover Art Designed by Dusk Til Dawn Designs
Photograph Copyright © DepositPhotos.com
All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without permission in writing from the author, except by a reviewer who may quote brief passages in review.
This is a work of fiction. Names, places, characters, and events are fictitious in every regard. Any similarities to actual events and persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. Any trademarks, service marks, product names, or named features are assumed to be the property of their respective owners, and are used only for reference. There is no implied endorsement if any of these terms are used.
Published by Animus Press
UNITED STATES
