Page 122 of Dragon Fight

God, he was the voice of reason right now, but I didn’t want that, not in this moment. All the events of the day were clamouring on the edge of my attention, screaming for me to look at them, but I didn’t want too yet.

“But I’m fine now.” My hand slid down Ged’s hip, and he let out a hiss as I touched his swollen length. “Better than fine. Let’s just have this now, Soren, please.”

It was the little plea at the end that seemed to impact my lover, and Soren moved forward to tilt my chin up until I was forced to stare into his eyes.

“After a battle, a soldier often drinks and fucks to forget the horrors of what went on. Is that what this is, Pippin?”

“I…” My reply died in my throat as I frowned, less sure of my answer as the seconds ticked by.

“Others do so to grab life with two hands, when so many others have lost theirs.”

“Stop over-analysing–” Ged started to say but Soren shot him a look.

“Pippin is everything and I want her to have exactly what she wants.” Soren turned back to me. “So which is it.”

“I…” Flynn’s clever fingers moved faster, seeming determined to distract me.

“Tell Soren your answer or I stop,” Flynn said, pushing two fingers inside me, my body lighting up at that stretch.

“I… want to take.” I didn’t even know what that meant, but I stumbled on. “I want to… feel. I want to be here, now, with all of you. Gods…” Flynn’s finger slid over my pearl, teasing the hood so distractedly. “I don’t want to see Beatrice, Raina, Zafira, any of them, not right now.” My eyes flicked open and I stared at them desperately, even Draven and Brom. They all moved their focus, coming closer to bear witness to my stammered out confession. “I just want this, us… We’ve all been longing for this for so long and I just want to feel like I have everything I need for once.”

“That’s my girl.” Soren stroked his hand down my cheek and I leaned into his caress, his sweet comment, right before he snapped back to attention. “Flynn’s going to get you very, very close to where you want to be.”

“Damn right,” came the man’s reply.

“And then he’s going to shove himself inside you, just like he’s been dying to all day.”

“I like this plan. Why don’t you have good ones like this all the time?”

“And Ged will feed you his cock and you will be full of your men.”

“Oh…” I gasped out, my body clenching around Flynn’s fingers. “Yes…”

“And I will touch you and tease you and bring you to the edge, over and over, but you can’t go over, Pippin.”

“What?” one of the others said.

“Why?” I asked Soren.

“You need to hold off, right to the last minute,” Soren told me, his caress as gentle as his eyes were dark, hard, sensual. “You give control of this to me and the end result will be far more explosive than anything any of you have felt, I promise.”

“Soren…”

“You want oblivion, enough pleasure to drown in, to drive everything else out, and I can give it to you, love, if you give me control.”

He wouldn’t take it, ever. I’d always have to hand him the reins, but once he had them? Those dark eyes promised pleasure, so much pleasure, and damn me if I didn’t want to reach for that. When I nodded, he smiled, then his attention turned to Ged and Flynn.

“You’ll hold off too.”

“For you?” Ged spluttered.

“For Pippin.” A strange quiet fell over the room, broken only by the sound of the two men moving closer. I gasped as I felt the swollen head of Flynn’s cock replace his fingers, then Ged reached down, smoothing his hand over my throat and then easing his length past my lips and as far down my throat as I’d taken before now. “Make it good, make it hard, but most importantly, make it last. Get her close and when she starts to squirm again, back off until she can take it hard again.” I glanced up at Soren, my eyes half closed, my tongue sliding along Ged’s shaft. “Do that at least three times.”

“Fuck, I’d rather run laps again,” Ged groaned.

“You’ll do that if you fail,” Soren promised.

We did as he asked. Of course, we did. They waited until the muffled sounds of my pleasure grew higher and more desperate, then they pulled away with a groan, curses filling the air, my own joining them. But they did as they were told, pressing into me, filling me, teasing my sensitive flesh until I was crying out again, only to pull away again. By the time the third time came, Soren watched me with a curious gleam in his eye, one part vicious pride, one part love and I felt like I was glowing under that attention, in being the focus of all their attention.

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