Page 11 of Don't Fae With Dragons

“I am Kar. I wanted to meet you, but you were asleep.”

“Who the hell are you?” Aurora spits out.

My mind swirls with the predicament of balancing the two of them. “Aurora, please. He’s very ... kind, he’s a – a friend!” It’s not really a lie, but it’s not the truth either. If I’m not careful, I will talk myself into serious trouble before the day ends.

Aurora knows how to reply to me. “A friend who looked like he was mouth-raping you. Lovely.”

Kar still smiles, looking almost like a snake baring fangs. I shake at the sight, but the threatening visual vanishes just as it came. “Would you like to join us, Aurora?”

Aurora growls. “Don’t refer to me as if we’refriends. You’re practically my enemy.”

“Oh, my,” Kar tuts. “Isn’t it a bit outdated?”

“What is?” I ask, confused - confused about his question, but also confused about why in the Realm did I get myself in this situation. It’s that godsdamned dragon, he’s at fault, he’s gotten me all hot and bothered, and now I’m basically looking for trouble.

“The reluctance to share.” Kar replies. “To indulge each other in mutual company. Have you never ... done something like this, Aurora?” I have a feeling the question is oriented to both of us.

Aurora just stares at him, so I answer, “I haven’t. This is not exactly as common in Ethelinda as it is in other parts.” Then, I look to her and nod, hoping that I look encouraging.

“I ... have not,” Aurora says.

Kar nods, looking between the two of us, then he laughs softly. “Well, this is exciting, then! Aurora, will you start with Mili, then I will take over?”

“What?” she replies, scowling.

I’m as shocked as Aurora and at the same time in total denial of what my ears are hearing.

“Well, since Mili is the current object of our affections, we can both have our way with her. Tell me, Aurora, have you truly never fantasized about seeing Mili in the act? Not just with you, but as an observer? Doesn’t it appeal to you?”

Aurora looks at me, then, seemingly caught between answers. I realize, shehasimagined it –seeing me with another person. My eyes go wide with a sudden rush of sensuality at the realization that Aurora might not be as ... possessive as I’d always thought.

I’m going through a second round of denial before Aurora says “well, it does sound, perhaps a bit, intriguing. Mili is beautiful, after all. I just want to take care of her. Sometimes I worry that I can’t do it all on my own, that I’m not enough for her.” She looks directly at me as she speaks, making me feel even more guilty than I ever thought I could feel.

“This is perfect, then!” Kar grins. “Shall we begin, then?”

He looks to me for confirmation, and of course this isn’t happening but someone let my body know because I nod. Then he looks to Aurora, who nods too, smiling softly, and still looking straight in my eyes.

“Aurora, have your way with her.”

CHAPTER 8: MILI

Aurora grabs and kisses me, then, and everything blurs. She pushes her tongue into my mouth, forcefully, and I quiver at the touch. She pulls my silken pants down and pushes me into the back of the couch before kneeling before me. She’s going to orally please me again, I realize, she knows I enjoyed it last time – I wonder, briefly, if she’s trying to prove herself to me, to Kar, but the thought passes once her fingers are inside me.

“Aurora!” I cry out, sighing heavily. She curls her fingers inside me, and my back arches with arousal and stimulation. I cry out again as she presses her tongue to my sex, licking ferociously. She gets into a rhythm, and pleasure builds up quickly in me, almost painfully fast. “Please, please – oh, gods!”

She’s going so fast, then stops all of a sudden and steps back. She picks up one of the wine glasses from the coffee table, takes a sip, then pours it all over me. It washes over my abdomen running down on my sex and spilling onto the couch and into my panties and silk pants, ruining them. The coldness of the wine bites into my skin. I frown and give a little whimper of protest but Aurora doesn’t care. She bends back down again, parts the lips of my sex with her mouth and tongue, licking and sucking the wine while drinking in the taste of my sex. I yellas I come, only a few minutes after Aurora goes down on me again. Perhaps regret is already creeping in because I feel like a permanent frown of pleasure and pain is imprinted on my face and Aurora doesn’t look any better either. She looks up, her face torn (perhaps she wanted me to hold out longer, I think sadly), then she looks to Kar. She goes to him and leans in to kiss him, but he shakes his head softly.

“Today is about Mili, my dear.”

Aurora’s face reddens with embarrassment, but she simply nods and says, “Yes, of course. You’re right.”

Kar smirks. “Now, sit for a while. Watch.”

I make one last moment of eye contact with Aurora as she slinks back to the solitary chair. Then Kar moves in front of me, and I can’t see her anymore. He cocks his head, smiling softly, and his eyes darken with lust. I smile at him, trying to hide my shyness. He seems to sense it anyway, though, and moves in to kiss me, though it rather feels like he’s trying to steal all my air instead.

Again I taste the smoky breath of his tongue, the lilac afterthought as he pulls away. He sighs softly as he pulls my blouse up and over my head, then uncinches my brassiere and pulls it off. Kar leans down to taste my nipples, and I feel my legs start to shake with repressed anticipation. This is it, this is the point of no return. This is actually happening. I’m afraid that this is a mistake but I don’t want him to stop, I’m aroused and I want another release.

His tongue flicks the point of my left breast, and I whimper. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Aurora staring, jaw agape, but I don’t have time to think about it before Karstraddles me. I feel his penis pressing through his trousers onto my bare groin, and I let my head fall back as he takes my nipple in his mouth, sucking hard.

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