Maiden Flight (12 page)

Gareth turned her in his arms and kissed her deeply. She moaned and writhed as Lars’ hands began a slow torture of the flesh of her hips and lower.

One of his hands slipped between the cheeks of her ass, teasing the puckered hole there while the other played in her pussy, slipping and sliding in her eager readiness.

“Tell me you want this,” Gareth breathed when he let her up for air, his eyes blazing with fire into her own. “Tell me you want us both.”

“I do!” Her voice was a squeak of pleasure as Lars dipped his fingers deep inside her pussy, pulsing and scissoring through her sensitive tissues. “I want you both.”

Gareth sat back, glancing over at Lars as some kind of unspoken communication seemed to pass between the two. Lars pulled back as well and she could see the fire reflected in his turquoise eyes, now burning with golden flickers as he watched her.

“We talked about this,” Gareth caressed her face as if he could not help but touch her in some way. “Lars gets your pussy first, I’ll come behind. He wants to be inside you so badly, Belora. As do I.”

“Behind?” She squealed just a bit as Lars’ incredibly strong hands grasped her roughly and turned her toward him. He didn’t hurt her. He couldn’t hurt her. He was so gentle, even with all his vast strength. But she thrilled at the small hint of roughness, the only clue he gave her that he was near the edge of his control. She liked the idea more than she could say.

“Yes, Belora.” Gareth stroked her ass cheeks as Lars pulled her on top of him, adjusting her legs so she straddled his massive body. His thick erection nestled just at the apex of her thighs, waiting impatiently to go where it longed to bury itself inside her. Gareth’s hands, meanwhile, stroked between her cheeks, slathering a warm, slippery substance that smelled faintly of cinnamon, making his path easier as he probed into her. She gasped. It felt surprisingly good.

“I’m going to take your ass this time,” he went on to say, all the while playing inside her, bringing her passions to a new level, “while Lars has your pussy. It’s something I’ve wanted for a long time. I’ve dreamed of this moment, my love. Of making you come around us both so hard, you forget your own name. Forget anything existed beyond the pleasure we could give you.”

She must have seemed frightened for Lars tightened his strong arms around her, bringing her eyes to his. He kissed her softly, his fire receding for the tiniest moment while he seemed to assure himself that she was truly okay.

“If you don’t want this, just say the word.” Lars kissed her softly, coaxing her to tell him the truth of her feelings. “We’ll never hurt you, my love. We want only your pleasure.”

She kissed him back with more pressure, hoping to bring that fire back to his eyes. Squirming, she was able to take just the tip of his bulging cock inside her pussy as she did her best to inflame him. She lifted her head after a long, long moment to view her handiwork, smiling down at him.

“I trust you both. More than that, I love you. I know you won’t hurt me.”

She pecked at the corner of his lips, biting lightly, glad to see the fire leap once more, even brighter in his eyes. “If you two want this and think it will increase my pleasure, I believe you.” She leaned just a little father back – as far as Lars’ tight arms would let her go and turned her head to wink up at Gareth who appeared to be listening closely. “Do your worst, boys.”

She giggled as Lars clamped down with his arms, bringing her body tight against his as he kissed her long and deep. Gareth went back to preparing her back entrance and she was able to take just a bit more of Lars’ hot hardness within her aching sheath.

How she wanted them!

She heard a far off roar and knew the dragons were nearing their own peaks of ecstasy. Lars grunted and slid all the way inside her. She was surprised at the sudden move, but thrilled by the feel of him, so wide and thick inside her. He felt different from Gareth, but just as sexy and exciting.

How she loved them both!

“You fit around him like a glove, Belora.” Gareth’s words were harsh behind her. “Now take me too. Relax, open and take me, my love.”

He pushed gently at first, but with firm pressure against the small opening he had made wider with his gliding touch. It was hard at first for her to accept this, but she knew she must. The other wives had warned her in not so many words about this sort of thing, each admitting that great pleasure could be had from letting the men have their way. Keeping that in mind, along with her ever-expanding love for both of these warriors, she relaxed and submitted to their pleasure in whatever way they would take it.

Gareth eased inside, a harsh groan coming from his lips as he seated himself fully within Belora’s tight, virgin ass.

“Yes, that’s it. Sweet Mother, Belora!”

Both men began to move as the fire from their dragons intensified.

Bonded on a soul-deep level with the great beasts that even now tangled in the air high above, mating in a frenzy that could kill them if they didn’t finish in time to break apart and spread their wings to fly high once more. The free fall of dragon mating was something he had never experienced before though the older knights talked about it once in a while. Feeling the echoes of Kelvan’s pleasure through their link and the incredible pleasure he was finding within Belora’s willing body was incredible.

No words could do this sensation justice. For a moment, he felt completely joined. As he was joined to Kel, so was Kel joined to Tina and Tina to Lars. Through the thin links that joined them, he could almost feel echoes of what Lars was feeling, and he knew exactly when to press down and when to retreat to bring them all the most pleasure.

His eyes sought Lars’ and an understanding passed between them. They were already as close as brothers, but this experience bonded them anew. He could feel the other man through the thin barrier of Belora’s body that separated them and he knew Lars’ heart and the love that mirrored his own for the small woman giving them so much of her trust, heart and love. In that moment he knew this partnership was right. They were a family now and would be together until they died.

The dragons came in a rush of pleasure that seemed to go on and on and it fired the passions in both Gareth and Lars. He felt all four of them explode in his mind even as he felt Belora reaching out to join them. Her mind opened and then suddenly, she was part of the tenuous link they all shared, part of the family of dragons and knights.

Gareth was astounded as the pleasure they all felt doubled back and mirrored itself through each one of them. It was like nothing he’d ever heard described. It was completely unique. It was devastating.

He came with a harsh groan as Lars continued to pump his release into their wife’s wondrous body. She shuddered around both of them, coaxing them yet higher even as their dragons began beating their wings out in the starry sky, seeking higher ground to begin their love play anew.

And still there was Belora, in the back of his mind, sharing the most extraordinary link. She seemed unaware of it, but he knew. Looking into Lars’

eyes, he knew too that the other man felt it as well. Astounding. Somehow, Belora was part of them all – part of the union of knight and dragon in a way he was not sure should be possible.

But exploration of that odd thought would have to wait. The dragons were gaining height again as were their passions. The echoes were undeniable as both cocks hardened and lengthened inside their woman once more. This would be a long, supremely pleasurable night. Thinking would come later.

Much later.

I don't want to leave you here, baby. Kelzy paced heavily as she eyed the hut in the forest with disdain.

Jared had taken one look at the sagging roof and took off into the forest.

He had come back a few minutes later with some stout branches and silently set to work making repairs while Kelzy argued with her adopted daughter about staying in the forlorn forest cottage all alone.

"I've lived here for years, Mama Kelzy. It's perfectly safe, I assure you."

That was before that Skithdronian nutcase started riling up the skiths and threatening invasion. What can you do against a hunting pack of skiths on your doorstep, Adora? They'll cut you to ribbons! They're vicious creatures!

"Some people say that about dragons, you know." Adora's soft voice was cajoling but it didn't work on Kelzy in this mood.

Don't try to make a comparison between my kind and those spineless, stinking, soulless skiths. They are purely evil, you know. Not thinking creatures at all, which is why that so-called king can herd them about so easily into doing his dirty work. A dragon would never be so easily led. The only thing a skith cares for is blood, carnage, and its next meal.

"And of course, how many heads they can take." Jared came around the back of the small house toward them, shirtless.

Adora took a step back, her eyes glued to the hard male chest displayed so brazenly before her. It had been years since she had confronted her own feminine desires. Frankly she had thought she was well past such desires, but seeing Jared's hard body, sweaty from working to fix her sagging roof and so unconsciously sexy, she felt something long dormant deep inside her womb stir to life. In her work as a healer, she had of course seen her share of naked males, and she had been married for several years, but Jared was something different altogether.

This was a knight who trained hard and looked it. He had muscles on top of his muscles and a washboard stomach that made her long to stroke him.

Adora became breathless as she watched him move casually toward her, his stride supremely male and confident. The supple ripple of his riding leathers surrounded a cock she was sure was of more than generous proportions. He was a vital male animal, totally unaware of his allure to a woman long denied the pleasures of the flesh.

Do you like what you see? Kelzy's voice purred through her mind and she knew the dragon was speaking only to her, well aware of her striking reaction to the gorgeous specimen of man in his prime displayed before her.

"Hush! Please don't embarrass me." Adora flushed hotly, leaning close to Kelzy's flank and speaking in a low whisper she knew the dragon alone would hear.

It's no crime to enjoy the look of a handsome male, Adora, and my knight is more handsome than most. Look your fill, baby, and remember that if you lived with me he would be your protector. He would keep you safe if you lived with us in the Lair. He would be your family, just as you are mine.

"I can't go back with you." Adora stood from Kelzy's side, her spoken words saying far more than the knight would know. "My responsibility is here and here I must stay. At least for now."

I don't like it at all, Adora.

"I'll have to agree with Kelzy. Your home is livable, but in disrepair."

Jared wiped his hands on his strong, muscled thighs before stretching to put his shirt back on. Adora tried not to watch, but the sensuous ripple of each hard muscle caught her attention. "I've fixed what I can of the roof, but this place won't hold you safe against one skith, let alone a hunting pack. If they come, your best bet will be to run, perhaps climb a tree out of their range.

They don't climb particularly well, but you have to be wary of their venomous spray."

"I've seen what they can do. A farmer from the village ran into a feral one last season and was badly burned."

And yet you still want to stay here? Knowing they may come in force?

Kelzy's voice rose in alarm.

"I must." Adora placed a warm palm on the dragon's knee stroking comfortingly.

The knight strode to the small pack Kelzy had worn to carry some supplies and things she wanted Adora to have from the Lair. He pulled out a deep brown bundle and handed it to her.

"Take this then. It's a specially treated hide. It's what we make the battle leathers from and it will repel skith venom somewhat. Make clothing for yourself from it. Leggings would be better than a skirt. They’ll protect your legs more. Make slippers or boots and a shirt if you can. Try to cover as much of your skin as you can while still being able to move quickly if need be." He pressed the heavy bundle of leather into her astonished hands. This was a very costly gift and one she knew was not lightly given. "I tried to get some ready made garments, but we had nothing in your size and there was no time to have them made. I asked them to pick the softest hide we had in the storeroom so it would be easier for you to sew and kinder to your skin. There’s lacing and needles inside the bundle too, in case you didn’t have what you’d need on hand."

Tears formed behind her eyes and she choked up for a moment, unable to speak. She reached up to kiss his cheek softly, clearly surprising him. With one hand, she held the precious leather and with the other, she pulled him close for a quick hug.

"Thank you, Sir Jared." She whispered into his ear as she pulled back, and then turned to her home quickly so she could tuck away the fabric and gain a moment to regain her composure.

When she came back out, she was more in control.

He already protects you. Kelzy’s voice was soft in her mind.

“Sir Jared, your gift is beyond generous. I will set to work on the garments you suggest this very eve.” She tried to make up for her loss of composure with sincere thanks to the man whose thoughtfulness had taken her totally by surprise.

“That’s good.” He nodded approvingly and held out a cloth wrapped bundle to her. “Kelzy asked me to pack these as well.”

She took the large bundle, surprised that it weighed very little.

Unwrapping the cloth, the sparkle of dragon scale was bright in her eye.

“What’s this?” She looked from the shimmering blue-green scales to the dragon.

Just a few scales I have shed over the years. We grow new ones, you know, when our scales have been damaged or worn. Our knights save the shed scales to use in shielding or armor, sometimes in weapons. If you incorporate a few of my scales into your clothing in strategic places, they may shield you more effectively.

“Mama Kelzy, I can’t accept these. There are fighting knights who need these precious scales, your own included.” She looked to Jared who watched with grim interest. She knew he supported Kelzy’s decision to give them to her and it touched her deeply. This was a precious, personal gift. Too rare and too valuable to waste on her though.