Fire and Flames [Dragon Love 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) Page 13

  They shucked their jeans and shoes fast then crossed the rest of the way quickly. Their cocks pointed at her, and she couldn’t help but giggle as they climbed on top of the bed.

  Ridge shot her a worried look. “I sure hope you’re not laughing at our dicks. Hell, I can already feel mine going limp.”

  She met his gaze, smiling but no longer laughing, and took his cock in her hand. “Absolutely not. I’m just happy.”

  “Good to know.” Adam bent low and caught her nipple. His tongue lashed over the hard bud, and then he added teeth, teaching her a lesson for teasing them.

  Colter didn’t speak. Instead, he was too busy sliding his tongue along her shoulder and down to travel along her spine. His teeth sank into her butt, not hard enough to break skin but enough to cause pleasurable pain.

  Their hands on her were like prayers to her body. She stroked Ridge’s cock and took Adam’s in her other hand. Arching her back, she lifted her face toward the ceiling and let the sensations of her men loving her rush over her. The heat in the room grew higher, and perspiration dotted her brow. Her body became slickened with sweat, yet when she opened her eyes, they were cool, showing no signs of the heat.

  “Why aren’t you three sweating?”

  Ridge’s red-flecked eyes met hers. “We’re used to being warm. Very warm.”

  Adam sat on his knees in front of her. His gaze lifted to hers, swallowing her in the fires glinting in his eyes. “Fuck me, girl.”

  She pressed two fingers to his lips. “No. Don’t call me girl any more. If I’m not a woman to you, then I shouldn’t be your mate.”

  His lips smiled under her fingertips. “Okay, woman. So you’re agreeing to be our mate?”

  “Now and for as long as I live.” She narrowed her eyes. “However long that might be.”

  Ridge grabbed her chin roughly, forcing her to look at him. “We’re your mates and you’re ours. But no more talk about the future. Not right now.” He took hold of her, and yet, instead of bringing her to him, he brought her down on top of Adam.

  Adam’s huge cock sank into her, plunging deep inside her. She let out a cry that soon morphed into a moan of delight. He took her breasts, one with his mouth and one in his hand. Primal passion roared to life inside her. If she didn’t get the other two inside her soon, she’d break apart.

  Adam leaned back, his hips driving up and down, turning his cock into a human battering ram. He moaned, the warmth of his breath flowing over her skin.

  Colter pulled her hair out of the way as he leaned her forward and found her asshole. His fingers pried her wide, scissoring her, preparing her. Slowly, he sank his fingers inside to be warmed by her body’s heat. Again and again, he finger-fucked her until, just before she was about to demand he use more than his hand, he replaced his fingers with his cock.

  She sucked in a hard breath as the two men filled her. And yet, physically filling her was nothing compared to the way they filled her heart and soul. She’d finally found men who appreciated her, not only as a woman but as a competent, strong person who was their equal.

  She felt the bed dip under her as Ridge got to his feet. He turned her head toward him and offered her his cock.

  Happy to oblige, she drew his cock inside her mouth. Immediately, her mouth filled with his taste. She moaned and played with his length with her tongue. Sucking in hard, she pulled, drawing every bit of unique flavor from him.

  They took her, as men have taken their women throughout the ages. Passion became more, something she could never have described, as they pumped into her. Tremors slid over her, at once weakening her body and giving her strength.

  “I wish I could fly,” she whispered.

  “Then fly, baby.”

  Her mind drifted into another realm, somewhere between consciousness and dreams. Suddenly, she was airborne, flying over the city. Not as a rider, not as a passenger on top of one them, yet not as herself, either.

  I’m a dragon.

  She soared, diving down as fast as she could go, then lifting her head and shooting skyward seconds before hitting the ground. Her men, in their dragon bodies, were beside her. Together, the four of them flew through the clouds and back to the sunlight. She saw herself in their eyes, with beautiful scales, a mixture of green and blue, covering her long, powerful body.

  Laughing, she dipped in between them, teasing them, taunting them to chase her. Speeding up, she led the way back to the city and their penthouse.

  “We love you, Marlee.”

  Strangely, she heard their combined voices inside her head. Even stranger, she answered back.

  I love you, too.

  As her climax struck, her daydream shattered, bringing her back. She opened her eyes, sad that the fantasy was over, yet thrilled to have the real, live fantasy still playing out. Her body jerked, going through rolling shudder after rolling shudder as her orgasm took her on a flight of a different kind.

  Adam slammed into her again, groaning out his own release as his fingers dug into her legs, keeping her with him. His eyes blazed red as he sent his cum into her.

  Colter leaned against her, cupping her breasts as he shot his seed over the small of her back. Wet warmth spread over her skin. Tendrils of smoke crawled along her shoulders.

  Ridge gripped her hair, keeping her mouth on him. He exploded, his roar filling the room. She looked up to find small flames peeking out from between his jaws.

  Her body took over, sapping her energy to ride the flow of her climax. She cried out again then mewled as her body lost its strength. Falling away from them, she landed face down on the bedspread.

  For several minutes, the only sounds came from them as they tried to bring their breathing under control. The steam in the room slowly dissipated, as did the puffs of smoke rising toward the ceiling.

  “We shouldn’t have done this.”

  Marlee rolled onto her back and looked at Ridge who had collapsed next to her. Colter and Adam lay close by. “That’s not what a girl wants to hear right after having sex. Are you saying you’ve changed your mind about me? About us?”

  “Hell no.” He sat up and pulled her against him as Colter and Adam sat on either side of them. “I’m saying we should’ve talked more about what the future holds.”

  “Like whether or not I’m going to change into a dragon? I just daydreamed about flying.”

  Adam trailed a finger along her thigh. “I’m sorry, but you’re not going to change. Dragons are born, not made.”

  The simple gesture was erotic, reawakening her lust. “Which means I’ll never be able to fly?” Her vision, her daydream was gone. “Damn.”

  Colter plopped onto his back again. “You can always ride one of us. As for shifting and flying yourself? It’ll never happen.”

  “And children? Will those ever happen?” Taking care of Kyle had given her a taste of what it would be like to have a child, of the responsibility and how hard it could be. She’d come to the conclusion that she didn’t want children. But having babies with the men she loved was a different matter.

  “If you want children, we can.” Adam’s hand cupped her mons. “As men, we can knock you up just like any man can knock a woman up.”

  “Will the children be human or dragon?”

  Ridge wrapped his arms around her, protectively, comforting her. “They’re almost always dragon.”

  “Dragon babies. Oh shit. Are they born the normal way or do they come out flying?” She was only half joking.

  “It’s a rough birth.” Adam glanced at the others. “Especially if they come out spitting fire.”

  “Spitting fire?”

  “He’s just kidding, babe. They’re born just like human babies are born. The change comes later.”

  “Usually at puberty,” answered Ridge. “Although I’ve heard rumors of it happening sooner.”

  She tried to imagine chasing after a child with wings. Was she up to the task? Or would a teenage dragon be even harder to handle?

  “You’ll make a gr
eat mom.” Colter grinned at her.

  “Do you think so? So I don’t have to be a dragon to have your children?”

  “Human women have done the job just fine.”

  She snuggled against Ridge. “What if I’m not strong enough?”

  “You are, baby,” he whispered in her ear. “Trust us.”

  If anything was true, it was that she trusted them. “Okay. Then count me in. As long as their fathers help out with the diapers.”

  “Aw shit. Maybe we need to rethink this whole baby thing.”

  She kicked out at Adam, but he caught her foot before she could land the blow. He laughed and jerked her away from Ridge. In the next moment, she was spread-eagled on the bed with the men’s hands sliding over her body.

  “We love you, Marlee. From now until the end of our days.” Ridge kissed her on top of the ear.

  “And I love you guys, too. More than I can say.” She started to say more, but couldn’t as their touches stole her voice away.

  Epilogue

  “Was that Kyle?”

  Marlee nodded and pushed her cell phone into her hip pocket. She couldn’t blame Ridge for the edge in his tone. Kyle’s release from the mental facility six months earlier had seemed far too soon to them. After months of therapy, he was doing better, but she’d doubted he was ready to be on his own. Which made his moving to Santa Fe hard to accept. She wanted to be near him. Just in case.

  She’d always known money couldn’t buy happiness. Even surrounded by the opulent wealth of the penthouse condo, nothing mattered more than family.

  “He’s okay?” asked Colter. Adam’s eyebrows jumped high, the same question on his face.

  “He sounded good.”

  “Then why the worried look?” The men got better at reading her expressions with each passing day. It was both endearing and aggravating.

  “He said he met someone.”

  “Oh.” Adam turned away.

  “Let me guess. He’s head over heels in love.” Colter crossed his arms, knowing the answer.

  “Yes. But maybe it’s the real thing this time,” suggested Adam.

  She wanted to think he was right.

  “Maybe. But…” She couldn’t ask them directly. Even after living almost a year with them, after all they’d done for her brother, she couldn’t expect more.

  “But you’d like to go and check on him,” finished Ridge.

  “I have to. I want to meet the man he’s fallen for.”

  “And if the guy’s a jerk like Clay?”

  She drew in a hard breath. “Then I stick around and wait for things to go south.”

  “Not alone you won’t.”

  Colter came to stand beside Ridge. Adam joined them. The way they stood in front of the long wall of windows told her what to expect next. Ridge reached over and punched the remote. The windows started sliding open.

  “Seriously? You’re going to go flying? Now?” She pulled out her cell phone. “Fine. While you’re out soaring around the city, I’ll be buying a plane ticket for Santa Fe.”

  “No, you won’t.” Ridge began shifting.

  “Get ready, babe.” Colter’s shift came next.

  She loved flying with her men, loved riding on one of their broad backs as the city spread out beneath them. Although she had to lie close to her dragon’s body, letting the cloak engulf her as well as them, she still saw the wondrous sights below her. On her first ride, the wind whipping through her hair had been so strong that she was afraid she might get blown off. But she’d soon learned that if she held on tightly enough, she was safe. Besides, one of them would catch her if she slipped off.

  “I don’t have time for a ride. I’ve got to get going.”

  “Then climb aboard.”

  Colter and Ridge had already completed their transformations. They hunkered low, waiting for Adam and her.

  “You’re going to fly me all the way to Santa Fe?”

  “Why not? We might have to make a pit stop or two along the way, but we’ll make it. Are you coming or not?”

  The idea of flying over the land and not just the city and its surroundings frightened and excited her. “I guess so.”

  Adam’s eyebrows shot up. “You’re kidding. You’ve survived that asshole Jack, not to mention both fire and flames. What’s a little trip on top of a dragon’s back compared to those things?”

  “You’re right. Let’s do this.”

  Acting braver than she felt, she skimmed her hand along Colter’s huge face. Heat sifted off his body as a trail of thin smoke drifted upward from between his jaws. He flattened his body even lower as she grabbed hold of his wing and climbed on top of him. Settling on the back of his neck, she lay flat.

  “Okay, men. Let’s fly.”

  THE END

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