Page 69 of Dragon Awakened

He obeys, shifting closer, and I bend forward. I lick a broad stripe along the length of him, and it's an awkward fit, but I don't care.

"Goddamn." Rafe squeezes another finger into my ass. "Just when I think you can't get sexier."

Just watch me, I think, but my mouth is full of Jianyu's thick cock. I think they all get the idea anyway. Malik begins shifting his hips up into me, giving me a little more room to move myself over him. He presses up against all the best parts inside of me, and with just the right angle, I rub my clit against his pubic bone, sending lightning shocks of pleasure racing to my tits and up my spine and all the way down to my toes.

Even as desire is gathering within me, Rafe is stretching me wider, though, until the fullness is sharp. I grunt around my mouthful, tilting backward, but Rafe is unrelenting. He presses another finger inside, and it's still not the width of his huge cock, but it feels like too much.

Determined, I squeeze my eyes shut and will my body to adapt. Another few aching thrusts of his fingers into me, and suddenly the hints of pain melt into pure pleasure, and I moan long and low.

"That's it." Rafe gentles me with soft strokes along my back. Every touch is magic, lighting me up. Nothing can hurt me now--except their distance.

I look up, and my gaze connects with Storm's. His silver eyes glow with need. There's a nervous energy to him. He's overwhelmed, surprised, turned on. He also fucked me hard and filled me with his come mere minutes ago.

But his erection is reviving already, and I need him, too.

I plead with him with my eyes, and his chest rises sharply. For a second, I think he'll turn away.

But no. He moves around the bed to my other side, and rainbows erupt in my vision as I get my hand around his lengthening cock.

He lets out a low sound of pleasure as give him a slow stroke.

"Incredible," Jianyu murmurs, and his praise is pure endorphins zinging through my soul.

Softly shifting his own hips, fucking into my mouth, Jianyu threads his fingers in my hair. Something melts within me, any possible resistance melting away. It's like I'm made of pure light--pure magic and sexual energy. I was put on this earth to connect with these four men, and nothing has ever felt better in my life.

My dragon growls, her wings beating in my heart, and yes--there's still the gathering of shadows somewhere deep in my soul. I'm meant for more than being shamelessly taken by four gorgeous men, but that's hard to remember right now.

Rafe's fingers withdraw, and I have barely enough time to whine in protest before he's kneeling behind me. His thick cock is a brand against the cheek of my ass.

"Ready?" he breathes.

I pull off of Jianyu's cock with a wet slurp and nod. I go back to my work, sucking on Jianyu's hard flesh. Rafe fits himself to my rear entrance, and I clench my eyes shut tight.

A harsh grunt is punched out of me as Rafe pushes past the resistance. Fire races through me. He's so big, and I'm already so full, but I can take it. I can take anything.

Black smoke rises in my lungs. I open my eyes and see thick purple clouds of crackling magic, rising like a veil over my vision. Panic wants to claw at me--I still don't trust my true nature.

But there's no time.

Rafe forces his way into my ass, invading me on the basest, most forbidden level. I'm already stretched to the limit around Malik, my mouth dripping sweat and pre-cum where my lips are pursed around Jianyu. Storm is so thick in my hand, and yet Rafe is still driving in, in, in.

I scream, and the magic swirls and shifts, bright streaks of white light breaking apart the darkness, and I don't know what the fuck any of that means, but I'm helpless. Lost to pleasure, surrendering utterly. A love too deep to contain floods my senses.

I love these men. I love their dragons, and I love the feeling of giving myself to them like this.

I love every part of it, and I'll take it all. The scary destiny and the weird, inexplicable magic.

I'll take the Shadow Dragon lurking in my soul.

A sob escapes me as Rafe shoves in to the hilt. It feels like tearing and breaking and the most perfect, impossible, unimaginable ecstasy.

"Incredible," Storm babbles, his hand curling around mine. "Ember, you're amazing--"

More light bursts through my heart, healing anything that was left that was still hurt or shattered. Storm belongs here with me, like this, among my men. His hot desert air and the cool breeze of his magic, and the steady, deep rhythm of his voice.

The absolutely massive heft of his cock, pushing into the curl of my fist.

Pleasure wells up out of nowhere as Malik and Rafe begin to set up a rhythm. I can barely manage to stay half-upright between them, bent over to keep sliding Jianyu's cock deeper and deeper into my throat. Hot shocks of spiky pleasure zip through me, Malik and Rafe's cocks surging upward into me as one before retreating, only to thrust together right back in. I'm stretched to the max, shattering between them. Jianyu's cock is hard steel and musk and velvet flesh on my tongue, and Storm's is unbearable heat in my palm, and just like that, I'm there.

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