Draekon Desire: A Sci-Fi Dragon Shifter Menage Romance Boxed Set: Exiled to the Prison Planet: The Complete Collection

by Lili Zander

  He comes close, and I bend my head, holding my breath as he lifts my hair and does the clasp. When he’s done, I tilt my head back. I feel a little silly, modeling for these guys, but it’s all I can do not to throw myself at them. I am ready to literally jump their bones.

  “How does it look?”

  “Beautiful,” Lud pronounces, but he’s not looking at the necklace.

  I wait for Xan to say something, but he only touches the pendant thoughtfully. I hold his hand, lacing my fingers in his. “Thank you.” I lean forward and touch my lips to his.

  For a second, nothing happens, and I freeze. Did I misread the signs? I’m not the most experienced girl on the planet. A lifetime of indentured servitude in a family-owned fish restaurant didn’t exactly teach me how to flirt. Maybe I’m jumping the gun?

  A strong hand comes to the back of my neck, pulling me close just before Xan’s lips crash down on mine. Every thought flies out of my head as he kisses me, hard then soft, fast then slow. His lips pull on mine, his tongue licking the seam of my mouth until I sigh and part my lips, opening to him.

  Nope, I didn’t misread the signs.

  The touch of his lips is all it takes to turn me wild. We keep kissing, and I somehow end up straddling Xan’s lap, grinding myself against him. Lud presses soft kisses on my neck and shoulders, and I lose myself in them, in their touch, in the heat that runs through my body as I feel Xan’s cock nudge against me.

  I want them.

  The intensity of my need takes me by surprise. I pause and pull away for a second. “Felicity?” Xan says, looking concerned. “Is this what you want?”

  “Tell us, beautiful one.” Lud’s breath is warm against my skin.

  I catch my breath, trying to think against the throbbing in my core. There’s two of them, and I don’t need advanced anatomy lessons to know where their cocks will go. Their very large cocks.

  I don’t have to go all the way with both of them today.

  Except I really want to.

  I reach a decision. “Yes,” I whisper. “I want it. I want you. Both of you.” I slide an arm around Xan’s shoulders while reaching back to hold Lud’s hand.

  “Thank Caeron.” Lud brushes my hair aside and kisses my neck gently. “I’ve dreamed about this moment for weeks, Felicity.”

  If I smile any bigger, my head’s gonna explode. I’ve never even considered being with two men before, but then again, I never dreamed I’d be on a date with two hot dragon-shifters on an alien planet either. Finding Lud and Xan is the best thing that’s ever happened to me. And if that thing comes in pairs, I’m not gonna question why.

  Lud spreads a towel on the sand. Xan lays me down so carefully that I want to cry. I reach for his cock instead. “Please, I need you.”

  Suddenly I don’t feel awkward. Desire takes over, and I guide Xan straight in. I’m wet and ready, and he gasps as he enters me.

  As do I. He’s so large. My muscles stretch around him, adjusting to his size, and it’s intense and overwhelming, and I want more. “Are you okay?” I pant.

  “Yes.” He pulls me close. “It’s just been a long time.”

  Oh wow. They’ve been exiled here for over sixty years. Ripped from their lives. All alone, with no chance of finding a woman and settling down, no chance of having a family.

  They’ve been alone, and so have I. But now, we’ve found each other.

  I want both of them. On impulse, I grasp Lud’s hand. “Please. I want you inside me too.”

  There’s a doubtful expression on his face. I’m not sure if the guys gossip as much as the girls do, but if they do, they’ve probably heard that for human women, anal takes some getting used to. “Are you sure, Felicity?”

  “I’m ready. Please.”

  He moves out of sight behind me, his fingers trailing down my spine. “First I will prepare you.” His fingers graze my bottom, and he probes my back hole.

  This feels so wicked. So good.

  I moan. The sensation, along with Xan’s cock deep inside me, is almost too much. Ripples of pleasure start to spread through me, and my inner muscles clench.

  “I have to move,” Xan rasps. He strokes into me, and I’m lost. I grip his shoulders and hold on. He bottoms out and withdraws, and does it again, swiveling his hips to go deeper. At this angle, his cock rubs my clit with each stroke. I rock against him, my face contorted with desire. I want to hold on, but I can’t. I explode, almost sobbing with the intensity of my climax as pleasure shatters me.

  Lud is still behind me, squeezing and massaging my bottom cheeks. As I come down from my orgasm, he slides an oiled digit deeper into my back door, stretching the muscles there. I clench around him, my muscles tightening around Xan’s shaft. Between the giant cock in my pussy and Lud’s finger in my ass, I am fully stimulated.

  “She’s so hot,” Xan grunts.

  “And tight,” Lud says, adding a second slippery digit.

  I’m burning up. The desire in me is building again to an inferno. Lud fucks my ass with two, then three fingers. Xan pulls me closer and kisses me, and I lose myself in his touch. I writhe between them, lifting my ass to greet Lud’s fingers, sliding up and down on Xan’s cock at the same time.

  “Quickly,” Xan rasps, his voice strained. “I cannot hold on much longer.”

  Lud laughs. “See what you do to us, beautiful?” His hands soothe down my back, and then grasp my hips, holding me still for his cock.

  “Breathe,” he reminds me. “I will go slowly and be gentle. But today, you will be filled by us completely.”

  “Yes,” I whisper, drawing in a shuddering breath as he slowly pushes into me. After all his careful stretching, it doesn’t hurt, but I’m full, so full. My body is boneless, buoyed by two strong lovers who hold me in their arms.

  I press my face against Xan’s muscled chest and breathe in time to his heartbeat. This feels so intimate. I feel so connected to them. This feels right.

  There’s no sound, no one here but us.

  When Luddux bottoms out and lets out a groan, another shiver of pleasure wracks through my body. “Breathe, Felicity,” Xan reminds me.

  I laugh and the sound ripples through me, making both guys groan softly and sink their cocks even deeper. I’m willing to swear that they’ve grown even bigger inside of me.

  Xan kisses me again and smiles against my lips. Luddux nuzzles my nape. “Ready for us to move?”

  “Yes.” I can’t manage more than that. I can’t even beg.

  They rock me between them, slowly at first, then gaining speed. I sigh between them, clutching Xan tight as if he’s my source of gravity, and I’ll fall if I let go. Lud presses inside me, so big and naughty.

  They’re both in me. Xan’s thick cock is buried in my pussy. Lud’s hard shaft is stroking in and out of my ass. Held between them, I don’t care about anything else. I want to stay here forever, in my Draekons’ arms.

  Then Xan pushes my hips up, sliding out a few inches before letting me slam down. White lights flash in my brain. My climax rolls through me, strong and powerful. An orgasm to end all orgasms. I can barely blink, and when Lud mimics his friend, pulling almost out and thrusting back inside, I lose every last brain cell.

  The two stroke in and out in alternating rhythm. I’m stretched and full and stimulated until I can’t take it anymore. My climaxes roll one into the other, my cries echoing across the lake. I can’t move, can’t breathe, can’t remember my name.

  It’s glorious.

  “Felicity,” one of them cries out. Their cocks pulse inside me. Lud explodes first, gasping my name. Xan grinds himself deep inside me as he cums. He rolls me onto my back, his lips caressing my face, my mouth, my chest.

  Then a shudder runs through their bodies. I sit up as both men rise up and race towards the lake.

  A second later, two massive dragons explode out of the men’s bodies. One green, one blue. They stretch their wings and lift their heads high. Gusts of wind wash over me as they take to the sky, roaring in t
riumph.

  If this is a dream, I never want to wake up.

  PRESENT…

  This is a nightmare.

  I sit on the banks and stare into space for a long time. It’s not until a dull hum permeates my thoughts that I snap out of my reverie.

  Dariux is back.

  This situation between Lud, Xan, and I is taking up all my energy, but the truth is, trouble is brewing on the horizon. Raiht’vi is being hunted, and we’re in the crosshairs. I don’t know anything about the Zorahn Empire, but I’m guessing they’re not the kind and understanding type. They’ve shown themselves capable of exiling their citizens for life, depriving them of the opportunity to fall in love, have a family, and live their lives, all because they’ve tested positive for a mutation that might or might not cause them to become dragons. They’re ruthless.

  We don’t know where Raiht’vi is. Will they believe that? Somehow, I’m more inclined to believe that they’ll line us up and shoot us, one by one, until they find what they’re looking for.

  Already, one ship has been sent on a suicide mission. Five soldiers lie dead, and one of them is struggling to stay alive.

  We said we’d take a week to figure out if there’s anything left between us, but I’m not sure if we have a week.

  Things are just moving too damn fast.

  11

  Xanthox

  PRESENT…

  As much as I want to follow Felicity, she told us she wanted to be left alone, and I have to respect it. There are no predators here to worry about. This part of the prison planet is relatively safe during the day, and Felicity knows her way around.

  I turn to Luddux as soon as she leaves. “You’ve got to tell her the truth,” I say to him. “Right now, she thinks we conspired against the others in a selfish desire to get off this planet. If she’s ashamed of us, I don’t blame her for it. But if she knows why…”

  “If she knows I abandoned my daughter, the same way her father abandoned her?” he demands. “Yes. I’m sure she’ll be thrilled to know that her mate is just as much a coward as her father was.”

  Some wounds never heal, and for Luddux, this is one of them. He had failed to take responsibility for his daughter. “You can’t still hate yourself,” I say gently. “You were exiled.”

  “A million times, I replay that day in my head,” he says heavily. “Why did I not reply to the healer right away? I should have headed immediately to Kraush, skipping the testing.” He takes a deep breath. “I failed her, Xanthox. I let my child grow up, alone and unloved.”

  “No. You didn’t. You were exiled.” I stare at him, willing him to see sense. “The Firstborn is exiled on the prison planet. If the scientists didn’t bend the rules for him, what chance did you have? An orphan Midborn?”

  He’s not listening to me. “If I tell her,” he says, his voice low, “She will hate me, the way I hate myself.”

  “You set up the game. You promised her the truth.”

  “You’re right. I did.” He takes a deep breath. “My dragon snarls and rampages inside, demanding I make things right with Felicity. But,” he says sadly, “When I tell her everything, I know I’ll lose her.”

  I hear something, a thin steady whine, growing louder. As much as I want to stay and reassure Luddux that what happened to his daughter wasn’t his fault, a man’s life lies in the balance. “Dariux,” I say out loud. “That’s his skimmer. He’s back. Let’s go get his med-kit.”

  Dariux is looking frustrated, tired and defeated. When we show up, he’s putting away his skimmer, and he doesn’t look surprised to see us. “I saw two dragons in the sky yesterday,” he says. “I was wondering which one of you was paying a visit. What do you want? The med-kit or the ThoughtVault?”

  I have every right to feel angry with Dariux. Like Herrix and Belfox, he too had made us into a pawn in his games. Whether he knew it or not, he’d taken Luddux’s worry about his daughter and my secret fear that I wasn’t able to provide for Felicity in a way that she deserved, and he’d shaped them into weapons in his sick, twisted games.

  But Dariux, to his credit, had not known why we were doing what we did. Dariux is sly and manipulative, but he has honor.

  “The med-kit,” I reply, quickly explaining the situation.

  When I’m done, Dariux looks grim. “I haven’t been able to find Raiht’vi,” he says. “I’ve been looking for her every single day, to the point that my skimmer is starting to wear out. The map in Zunix’ ThoughtVault is better than none at all, but it only shows us the details of this continent. If she followed the river and headed to the sea by boat…”

  “You can’t follow her on your skimmer,” I finish his thought. Finding Raiht’vi, especially if she wants to stay hidden, will not be an easy task. More of us need to look for her, not just Dariux. With the arrival of the Zorahn ships, I dare say Arax is going to make the search for her a priority.

  He nods. “Exactly. Tell me, what does the Firstborn intend to do once the soldiers start arriving in force?”

  “We didn’t stick around for the strategy sessions,” I reply. “We left as soon as we could to look for you.” I level him with a stare. “I know you don’t like the Firstborn, but Arax seems like a competent leader.”

  His forehead furrows. “You’re wrong, Xanthox. I like Arax very much. I always have. He, on the other hand, might not feel warm and kindly toward me, but it’s time to bury our differences.”

  Footsteps sound, and Felicity joins us. “Dariux,” she says warmly. “How’ve you been?”

  She embraces the other man, and I watch, tendrils of jealousy filling my heart. When did Felicity and Dariux get so close?

  “I’m well, Felicity Rollins,” he replies. “You?”

  She shrugs. “You know me.”

  He surveys her thoughtfully, and then his gaze turns to the two of us. Whatever he sees there, I don’t know. Dariux, above all, possesses the ability to keep his true emotions hidden.

  “Stop that,” she says to him now, seeing his scrutiny. “Direct your plotting energies elsewhere. Are you going to the Na’Lung cliffs?”

  He’s still watching her, and I have to clench my hands into fists to keep myself from reacting. “Yes,” he says. “Of course. I’ll grovel to Arax and offer my advice. Zunix is there, and normally, he’s quite astute, but I’m assuming he’s still acting like a love-struck fool.”

  Felicity grins. It’s the first smile I’ve seen from her in weeks, and it’s because of Dariux. A hard knot of fear fills my gut. This morning, she said she loved us, but as soon as she said it, it was obvious that she’d wanted to take the words back. Is it too late? Does she wish to be free of us?

  Luddux looks stricken, and Dariux notices. He frowns at the two of us, shaking his head slightly. “We need to hide,” he continues. “Their camp is on the top of a cliff. They’re too exposed there. Those of us that can transform at will might be able to defend themselves, but the others are at risk. Especially the women.”

  Felicity would never cheat on us. Of that, my heart is certain. It’s not in her nature. But she’s been pulling away from us. Is Dariux the reason? Has she been pining for him in the new camp?

  With difficulty, I bring my mind back to the conversation. “The others,” I breathe. “There were twenty-four of us on the shuttle to the prison planet. Jorix is dead, but the other nine might still be alive. They’re vulnerable out here. We need to find them and evacuate them to safety.”

  I’m half-expecting Dariux to protest, but he nods again. “You’re right. Their camp is due west of here, in the hills next to the ocean. They know about the human women, so they won’t be too surprised to see a dragon drop in on them.”

  I stare at him. “You know where they are? You’re in touch with them?”

  He exchanges a glance with Felicity and then shrugs. “I’ve always known,” he replies. “Why does that shock you, Xanthox?”

  Because you’ve never shown any sign of caring. You haggle like a market stall owner, and nev
er do anything out of the goodness of your heart.

  I don’t say those words out loud, but I don’t need to. His lips tighten. “I’ll need to take my skimmer,” he says. “We’ll need to rig up some contraption so that you can carry it when you’re flying. Let’s go. Time is of the essence, and the sooner I get to the Na’Lung cliffs, the better.”

  I’ve been wrong about Dariux. The man is more than what he appears to be, layered and complex. Which shouldn’t surprise me. There are rumors that back in the homeworld, Dariux worked for the Spymaster. That is not a position that one succeeds in if they’re easy to read.

  But if I’m wrong about him, and have missed what’s so clear to see right now, what else have I been mistaken about?

  12

  Felicity

  PRESENT…

  “I’m going to find Bolox and Narix,” Dariux says. “They can help build a platform to transport the skimmer.”

  “I’ll look for raw materials,” I say. “I’m sure the others won’t mind if we scavenge their houses for raw materials.” I spent three months here, and most of my time here was idyllic. But we can’t stay here. It’s too exposed. On the banks of the lake, we’re sitting targets.

  “Wait a second,” Xan says as I turn to go. There’s an edge to his voice, one that gives me pause.

  “What’s the matter?” If it’s about this morning, I’m not ready to talk about it yet. I know I should, but my emotions are a little too raw, too close to the surface. At the slightest provocation, I’m going to become a sobbing mess, and now’s not the time for such indulgences.

  “Truth or dare, Felicity.” His expression is unreadable.

  Next to him, Lud’s hands are clenched into fists. Every muscle in his body is tense. Something’s bothering him.

  I don’t understand. What do they have to worry about? I’m the stupid fool that’s desperately in love with them. As much as it’ll kill me on the inside, I’m sure I’m just going to end up staying with them. Where else can I go with a baby? It’s not like there’s daycare and support centers on the prison planet.