Soul of the Dragons: Bad Dragons

by Bolryder, Terry

  In the meantime, Griffin’s still behind me, supporting my back and head, letting me lean against him even while he allows no rest, his hands on my breasts, tweaking my nipples lightly. I don’t know how these dragons can time what they’re doing as though they’re communicating with each other in every moment, asking, How can we make this even more intensely pleasurable?

  Actually, maybe they are.

  Rainier is pushing into me in a steady rhythm now. Each thrust feels like heaven. Each split second we’re fully together touches my soul in some deep, erotic way. And each time he withdraws, it just makes my body that much hungrier for the next joining.

  Griffin leans over my shoulder, tilts my head to the side, and claims my lips in a kiss just as Rainier starts to go faster. The pressure inside me is building, high as a skyscraper. Each thrust draws a ragged, nearly breathless moan from me that Griffin catches with his lips.

  Then his hand is moving down my midsection until his finger is just above my mound. And even while Rainier is going quicker, his sexy face straining as light pours over all three of us, my body can sense Griffin’s finger moving down over my clit.

  Not fair.

  I watch Rainier and see his eyes become bright, silver, dragon-like irises for a split second just as I realize I’m about to fall one last, earth-shattering time. His hands are squeezing my hips even harder, and the sensation of our skin colliding as I race to meet him just stokes me further.

  But Rainier doesn’t stop. He gives me everything. I press my hips forward as his cock thrusts into me, filling me and taking me to the very brink.

  Then Griffin’s fucking finger presses against my clit.

  And my insides explode with pleasure.

  “Rainier!” I can muster his name only once before my throat goes tight from the orgasm that’s so overwhelming I think I’m losing my grip on reality.

  But Rainier’s eyes—so lost as they watch me, even as his dick pulses within me—keep me centered. Give me something to focus on as my skin feels like it’s ablaze with want and release and energy all at the same time.

  “Anna,” Rainier says through partly clenched teeth. His hair is cascading over his shoulder and partially covering his face, giving him the appearance of a stoic warrior in the throes of pleasure.

  Meanwhile, I feel like I might actually die from coming too hard.

  But Griffin, surprisingly, is the calm one now. His gentle kisses on my shoulder, my neck, are grounding. And as I float back down to inhabit the very real body that two dragons have just pleasured senseless, my heart fills to practically bursting with emotion.

  I can’t name what I’m feeling. I can’t fully understand why everything is so strong.

  Rainier moves to pull out of me, and I put an arm on his shoulder so he waits. I want to just soak in one last second with these men.

  Griffin. Rainier. Can you hear me?

  I love you.

  Chapter 7

  I can tell Griffin and Rainier both heard my thoughts about loving them because Rainier’s eyes widen slightly and Griffin’s expression goes soft.

  I push myself up awkwardly, my body still so aware of where they just were. What we all did together. How good it felt.

  But as I stare into Griffin’s blue-gray eyes and then Rainier’s silver ones, I can’t bring myself to feel awkward about it. I can’t go back to the world where other norms mattered.

  This world is magical and dangerous. And this world is where I’m in love.

  Griffin is gathering clothes, looking slightly awkward about what we should do next. God, I just want to watch him walk around with those big muscles, that adorable blush that clashes with his auburn hair. That wide chest that’s so perfect for cuddling.

  And Rainier is walking toward a door that must lead to the bathroom, not caring that he’s buck naked.

  Not that I mind. His wide back, silver hair, taut ass, and long legs are all heaven for my eyes as I watch him go.

  But it’s not just that he’s good-looking. It’s not only that with any of the dragons.

  I can appreciate a good-looking man, but not feel the way I feel about these dragons. Like they need me. Like I need to help them. Like they are what’s been missing from my life for so long.

  The shower turns on, and as steam begins to fill the other room, Rainier leans out, facing Griffin, who is still picking up clothes.

  “Bring Anna in here,” Rainier says. “The shower is warm.”

  My heart begins racing as Griffin walks over obediently, giving me a smirk as he easily picks me up, hauling me against his chest.

  “How are you feeling, dragon heart?” he asks in a low voice just for me.

  I lean my head against him, enjoying the moment between us. “Good,” I say softly. “More good than I have any business being. I don’t know what I did to deserve this.”

  Griffin just laughs, his voice slightly hoarse. Remembering how hard he came, the way his big body trembled, makes me wet again already. “You don’t have to do anything to deserve it. I want you. Rainier wants you. We want to make you feel good. We want to make you ours for life.”

  The shower is a big glass one like the one in my room. Griffin steps in and then sets me down so I’m standing between him and Rainier.

  Rainier’s silver hair is already wet, and his wide shoulders send rivulets streaming down his powerful biceps and arms.

  But his hands are gentle as he slowly brings a handful of foam up to me and begins soaping my body gently, moving over my shoulders, rubbing both hands over my hips.

  When Griffin gets soap and begins to join him, I feel like my legs are going to give out.

  I rest my hands on Rainier’s chest for balance. “Look, guys, that was amazing, but I don’t know how much I can take.”

  “Just a little longer,” Griffin says, playfulness in his voice as his soaped hand moves around my waist and then trails toward the apex of my legs, teasing the top of my curls.

  I squirm slightly, Rainier’s hands cupping my breasts, covering them with bubbles while Griffin is surrounding me from behind, his hand about to cause a lightning strike at my center.

  I let out a small moan, then writhe against Griffin’s hand, and he lets out a growl as his fingers dip into my folds, moving and stroking and feeling all at once.

  Rainier’s hands move to my waist, steadying me as Griffin continues his slow, torturous exploration of my sex, the soap making everything glide perfectly.

  I arch back, feeling Griffin’s chest behind me, and look up to his eyes, playful and intent.

  Oh God, I’m going to lose myself to these men, and I’m not ready…

  His hand pulls back, eyes shuttered slightly. “We’re pushing you. I know.”

  I pull his hand back down, letting him feel how even beneath the soap, I’m slick and wet. “Not too much.” I sigh. “I just don’t want to use either of you. Being together was wonderful, but I’m still—”

  “Confused,” Griffin says, stroking languidly.

  Rainier comes closer, pressing a kiss to my wet, soapy shoulder. I can feel his silky hair tickling my cheek. “It’s okay to be confused. It’s okay to not know. We’re just making sure you know how it would be with us. How much we want you.”

  He moves lower, kissing my breasts, sucking my nipple into his mouth as Griffin strokes more firmly, moving up to my clit.

  “Wait,” I gasp out, grabbing onto Rainier’s shoulder. “Wait, I—”

  But then Rainier bites down lightly on my nipple and Griffin holds his finger down on my clit, and I come apart in their arms as both of them come in to hold me between them.

  I feel utterly safe and utterly exhausted as wave after wave of pleasure flows through me, leaving me weak and sated and… free.

  Griffin nuzzles into my shoulder from behind, nipping lightly. “How are we ever supposed to resist you?”

  Rainier already raised his head from my nipple, and he’s now looking down at me, only inches from my face. “I don’t think it
’s possible. Not while you’re in reach.”

  I gasp, still trying to catch my breath, caught between these two huge, pleasure-hungry dragons who are almost more overwhelming when they’re cooperating. “I… I think you’ll have to resist, because I need to be able to stand up straight.”

  “Do you?” Rainier asks, cocking his head.

  I laugh. “I don’t know.”

  Griffin sighs and grabs soap again, this time lathering his body as he steps back from me. “I suppose we should go out. Check on Seth. Get ready for Van and Byron to get back.” His grin looks almost feral. “Not that they can ever catch up to us.”

  Rainier is cleaning his body now, and I can’t help watching as the soap streams down around his toned muscles. “I think we have to be ready for the possibility that they will. And we should probably give all of them some privacy tonight.”

  Griffin stops washing, a hard expression on his face as he turns into the water and quickly rinses off.

  Then he steps out, grabs a towel, and runs it over himself quickly, leaving his auburn hair mussed and tousled.

  Rainier shares a look with me and then rinses as well, holding me against him as we get the soap off and follow after Griffin.

  Rainier goes first and wraps a towel around his waist before holding one out for me. He wraps me up in it as I step out and then lifts me in his arms, walking into the bedroom where Griffin went.

  Griffin is changing back into his clothing, and he looks away from us as we come in.

  Rainier sets me down so I can change also. Though, I’ll need to get up to my room for new clothes.

  “Griffin, we have to be fair about this,” Rainier says, stepping forward to open the closet and look into it.

  There are rows of clothes, all with tags on them.

  “I think you might fit into Byron’s size,” Rainier says to Griffin. “I’m close enough to Van’s.”

  Griffin lets out a snort, coming over to look at the clothing. “How much did Van and Byron do for the fairies to be given this much human stuff?”

  Rainier’s expression darkens. “I don’t know.” He pulls a few things out for him and Griffin and lays them out on the bed before turning to me. “Anna, I want you to know both Griffin and I understand that you haven’t made your choice yet. But we support you in whatever you have to do.”

  I look at Griffin, who is still facing away from me, his back even stiffer at Rainier’s words. “Are you sure?”

  Griffin turns to face me, and a muscle in his hard jaw is ticking. “You have to understand I’m possessive. It’s hard for me not to want to keep everyone away from you. Hard for me to even share with Rainier. Though, I’m glad to have found a partner.” He shares a quick look with Rainier, who nods. “But knowing you have to be that way with the other dragons? Especially after what we just did… It’s hard for me. Damn hard.” His eyes are locked on mine again, blue-gray and sincere and sparkling. “But I’ll try. Because I think, no matter how difficult this all ends up being by the time it’s finished, it was all worth it just to spend a few moments with you.” His lips curve up. “Or more than a few moments.”

  I run forward into his arms and can almost feel his smile as he hugs me back. “Thank you, Griffin. Thanks for being so patient with me. I do love both of you. It’s just that…”

  “That it’s all been fast and you don’t know how you feel about the others,” Rainier says, pulling a gray sweater over his head.

  “Yes,” I say. I pull my clothes on.

  “Then we might want to go with Seth somewhere to find serum,” Griffin says, having already pulled on a pair of new jeans that makes his butt look awesome. He pulls a black tee shirt over his head, jerks the tag off, and then pulls the green flannel he wore earlier over the top. “I mean, I can respect that you need to try different things to make your decision, but I don’t think I can be here for it. My dragon might try to rip someone’s head off.”

  “Ah,” I say nervously. “And you did promise you wouldn’t hurt them.”

  “Yeah,” he says with a smile. “I’ll try to keep that promise as long as you like them. And as long as they don’t do anything stupid.”

  “Which is hard, considering it’s Byron,” Rainier jokes.

  Griffin stifles what looks like a smirk and goes back to buttoning his shirt.

  “I’m going up to get changed into new clothes,” I say once I look decent. “What should we do after that?”

  “Get some food, hang out with Seth, and wait for the other dragons,” Griffin says. “And try to stay out of trouble.”

  Rainier strokes his jaw thoughtfully. “It’s hard not to want to go for another round now that we know how compatible we all are.”

  Oh God, I get weak just thinking about it, but—

  “No,” I say quickly. “As amazing as that was, I need time to make a decision. To figure out what I want.”

  Griffin winks at me. “Well, if you need another round, hit us up.”

  Rainier nods at him, and I laugh as I squeeze past them to go out of the room.

  As I go, both Rainier and Griffin lean down to kiss me on the cheek, and I let out a giggle as I accept the kiss and force myself to stumble out into the hallway.

  Away from their caring, away from their pleasure. Away from the confusing thoughts running riot in my mind.

  Away from the sense that everything is only getting more confusing and high stakes as I get closer to each of these dragons.

  Chapter 8

  “So you really did it,” Seth says later that evening when he joins us in the kitchen for dinner.

  We’re eating a frozen lasagna that Rainier heated up in the microwave. It’s humble and comforting and just what we all need after the sex we had.

  Seth’s eyes meet mine, sparkling mirthfully. “Wish I had been there.”

  “You were asleep,” Griffin says, frowning and poking at his lasagna. “Besides. Two dragons were already too many.”

  I remember the way they held me, their touch, and press my legs together. “No, it was just enough.”

  Seth laughs. “Next time, let me come supervise.” He winks at me. “I’ll make sure to add something hot.”

  Griffin snorts and shakes his head, but Rainier is thoughtful.

  “If you could add something to Anna’s pleasure, or if she wants you to be there, I’m amenable,” Rainier says.

  Seth’s eyes go a slightly hotter shade of green. “I’m so down. I’ve never been with a human.”

  “Have you been with anyone?” Griffin asks, stabbing a piece of lasagna and shoving it in his mouth.

  Seth bites his lower lip, worrying it slightly. “Only a couple of wolf shifters in the Blur who wanted me in exchange for serum.”

  Griffin’s jaw drops. “What?”

  “Alpha wolves,” Seth says. “Pretty horny. We never went all the way. I couldn’t risk my poison coming out. I do like watching, though.”

  I’m still shocked that Seth had to trade sex for serum.

  Seth smirks at me. “It wasn’t too bad of a trade. Remember, I’ve been here my whole life. So many years. Without any other dragons. Without any humans. Being touched, being wanted, it wasn’t so bad. Especially when most things run from me in fear.”

  I nod at that. Seth is so beautiful, with those big green eyes and that striking blond and black hair, that I can see women wanting to do anything to be with him.

  But I also feel sad for him. For how alone he’s been in this world.

  He smiles at me, digging into his lasagna. “Don’t worry about me, dragon heart. No matter what, I’ll be fine.”

  But I don’t know about that. What if mating me doesn’t work for fallen dragons and I don’t get the blue dragon’s power? What if Seth can’t ever be healed?

  “Don’t worry about that for now,” Rainier says, reading my thoughts. “There’s enough to worry about already, dragon heart. I mean, Anna.”

  I smile warmly at him for calling me by my name and catch Griffin looking ove
r at me, his gaze tender when he thinks I’m not looking.

  Once I do look at him, he shakes his head and goes back to his lasagna, a slight smile on his face.

  God, I love his freckles. I want to count every single one when he’s naked.

  Griffin’s fork slips on his plate with a clatter, and Rainier barks out a laugh as Griffin tries to compose himself.

  “Maybe we should keep our thoughts a little more mundane while eating,” Rainier says. “You don’t want to make my partner choke.” He gives Griffin a fond look, which warms my heart.

  If nothing else, I’m glad to see none of them looking as lonely as they were when I met them. Griffin in the woods. Rainier in his tower. Seth always flying around, looking for help.

  Even if I wasn’t to choose them, they would have each other.

  Then again, the thought of not choosing them makes my heart hurt.

  I guess I’ll see how I feel when I see Byron and Van again. Perhaps my feelings for them were more rushed, more physical. Whereas with Griffin, Rainier, and Seth, we’re also friends.

  “So we’re flying out when Van and Byron get here?” Seth asks. “Even if it’s late?”

  “I suppose so,” Rainier says. “Griffin thinks he’d cause trouble. I told him I can just whip up something to make him sleep, but—”

  “I don’t need to be asleep,” Griffin says. “I have more control than that. But I also want Anna to have privacy. To do this however she feels most comfortable. Because I was thinking about it, and it has to be a lot to take in. Seeing this world, meeting all of us. All of us wanting you.”

  I nod hesitantly. “Not that it’s not a great problem to have.” I press my lips together. “But it does make me worry that I’m going to hurt someone.”

  Griffin finishes his plate and stands up to leave the table. “If you’re happy, Anna, we will be too.” Then he goes to the sink to run water for washing dishes, leaving all of us stunned.

  “That’s a big turnaround,” Seth whispers to Rainier and me. “Wasn’t he really upset before?”

  Rainier nods. “But he can be reasonable too, if given some time to think things over.”