Page 11 of Creatures of War

I cried out, my body shuddering from him. I felt like I was losing all control of myself, becoming weightless as they pressed into me.

Zilon nuzzled my cheek, a low sound resonating deep within his chest. “This smell. I needed this so much,” he whispered.

They moved around until Landers was in front of me, pulling me against him.

His lips met mine. They were hard and commanding, and the need to give what he wanted overwhelmed me. I opened my mouth, letting his tongue sweep inside, sending buzzing pleasure through my body as his tongue stroked mine in a way that made me hazy.

His heat became my heat as we pressed against each other, desperately needing this closeness.

“Wrap your legs around him,” Philit whispered from behind me. He even helped by lifting me up until I was high enough to feel Lander’s cock pressing against my pussy, his dick straining against the fabric of his pants.

Philit hiked my dress up around my waist, baring my ass for him to see. His hand smoothed over my ass and then lightly slapped it, making me cry out, but not out of my pain. My pussy clamped tightly, hating that there was nothing inside yet to grab.

“Who’s a good girl?” Landers purred, nuzzling my neck as he squeezed me tighter against him.

My whole body was on fire, and I began rocking against his hard cock, seeking any kind of relief I could get. Landers grunted, both his hands dropping to my ass and cupping it hard. Then, he spread my cheeks.

I yelped, trying to pull away and feeling so exposed like that.

“Don’t move,” Philit said. “Look at her ass. The roundness of it. The way her asshole is gaping at us, practically begging us to fill it. That pussy already glistening for us.” As he talked, his voice dropped into gruffness.

He stepped closer, making sure my ass could feel the length of his cock.

I moaned, my pussy clamping in anticipation. I needed them to fill me. Desperately. Whining escaped me.

“Shh, Rayna. Shh.” Zilon rubbed my back gently, easing the stiffness in me. “We’ll take care of you.”

His promise calmed me down. It had been too long forced apart, even if it was only for a few hours. It felt like weeks, and our bond needed reaffirmation.

“Let yourself go,” Zilon coaxed.

Philit used that moment to circle my ass hole with his finger before briefly dipping in and out.

“So tight,” he said. “So very tight. I want to take your ass right now and fuck it until you can’t walk anymore. You’ll smell so much like me that all the other dragons will know to stay the fuck away from you. And every time you move, you’ll be reminded of the dragon cock that rammed your ass.”

His words only set me on fire. I wanted him to make do on that promise, and they sensed it too.

“She likes it,” Landers said. “Our dirty little mate likes being talked to like that.”

I wanted to respond, I really did, but I was so lost in the heat and pleasure that was building in me that I couldn’t find any words.

I pressed against Landers, taking his mouth instead, letting him know exactly how I felt with the kiss. He groaned, only letting me have control briefly,and then he stole it. Landers took more than I thought I could give as he deepened the kiss.

Philit kept playing with my ass, prodding at it, but never going in too deep. He was only teasing me. As he kept doing that, his other hand went to my pussy, feeling how wet I already was. He sucked in a breath. In fact, all of them did, their need becoming so intense, I thought it was going to come right there from their emotions.

“I’m taking her,” Landers said in a harsh voice.

Landers held me with one hand while his other freed his own cock. I wanted to see it, see what was about to enter into me, but the position we were in didn’t allow for it. Fingers ran along the slit of my pussy before slipping inside of me, stretching me.

I tipped my head back and groaned. “More. I need more.”

“We know, little one,” Landers said. “We’ll take care of you.”

Philit slipped in another finger, stretching me, mumbling about how tight I was. I gasped and cried out as he worked me over. My orgasm rose and fell, never quite reaching the highest point. I needed something more, something to push me over the edge.

“Not yet,” Philit grunted out. “Not yet. Hold on longer.”

He removed his fingers, drawing a whine from me that was quickly swallowed by Landers’ lips.

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