Page 77 of Dragon Fight

“I don’t need words,” I replied. “I just need you.”

“Always so fucking perfect for us,” he rasped, right before he kissed me.

I would never forget a feeling like this. We’d been torn from one place to the other from the moment we landed, but it was only now I felt it. Home. This was where I was supposed to be and who I needed with every breath. We strained our bodies, trying to get more, more of the other. His lips, his tongue, his teeth, I wanted it all, right up until he finally pulled away and then offered my mouth to Soren. Challenge glittered in Flynn’s eyes, as if daring the drill sergeant to act.

“Gods, I’ll go to hell for this,” Soren hissed. “But I can’t bring myself to regret it.”

Soren was slow to rouse, used to keeping himself under control at all times, but when he didn’t? He seemed all the more intense for it. His kisses were harsh, savage, as if he wanted to bite off chunks of me and devour me, just like a dragon. But I wasn’t hurt or repelled by it. I gloried in the feel of him in his most elemental form, giving as good as I got. But when we finally pulled away, I saw the others had done a little remodelling, pushing everything in the centre of the room to the sides and then laying down the mattresses from each bed until they formed one massive one on the floor.

“We don’t have to do anything,” Brom assured me. “All of us would be content to just lie with you.”

“Speak for yourself,” Ged muttered but softened that with a wink for me, though he needn’t have worried. When he jerked his shirt up and over his head, I found I couldn’t look away as his bare chest was revealed.

I’d seen it often enough to know the shape of it, where scars formed silvery stripes across his skin, but I still didn’t stop looking. I wasn’t sure I ever would, even when we were old and grey. He noted my attention with a smirk, but that faded as I toed off my boots, then pulled my own shirt off. Brom, Flynn and Soren went to help, all at the same time, but I shook my head, feeling my cheeks flush even as I stripped down and then stepped onto the mattresses. They followed me down moments later, naked, hard for me. They were mine, that beat hard and true inside my heart, and while people outside these four walls might not understand what we shared, it was everything to me.

My eyes closed at the feel of them pressing their bodies into mine. I didn’t see who tipped my head back and kissed me, whose hands slid over my skin. I felt like the intensity of their touch was too much to add any visual input to it. They all moved so carefully to map the swells and curves of my body, as though it was something new, something theirs. I couldn’t just lie there passively. My hands reached out, nails raking across muscular flesh, fingers clasping possessively at biceps, at chests. Then I slid my hands down.

“Gods above…” one of them cursed as I found first one then another cock to fill my hands.

“Slowly.” That was Ged, his hand slapping down over mine, lengthening my strokes and reducing the pace until it felt like I was familiarising myself with every ridge, every vein along his shaft. “Or maybe fast. I feel like my nuts have been boiling all day, all for you. Maybe you should make me come real quick, take the edge off.”

I opened my eyes to see Ged gazing down at me, a vein throbbing in his forehead as his hand worked with mine.

“I want to fucking erupt all over you, cover you with my cum. I don’t usually feel like this except when Zafira rises to mate.” Ged used his other hand to force my thighs open, his brow creasing as his fingers slid through the slick he found there. “Gods, you want it too.”

“That doesn’t mean—” Soren growled.

“Tell me you don’t feel the same, Drill Sergeant,” Flynn snapped. “Tell me you don’t need it too.”

“Of course, but—”

“Pippin.” Brom’s voice was even, deep as he tipped my head backwards, so that I was able to look into his eyes. “My love, my wife, your men burn for you. We need to show you how much if we’re to attend to your needs at all tonight. There’s something primal inside all of us.” He slid his hand down his taut stomach to his cock, and my eyes followed every movement of his hand as he stroked it. “Let us pay you this base homage and then we’ll be able to please you all night long if you wish.”

A bead of pre-cum formed on the head of his cock and he gathered it on his thumb to transfer it from the tip to the curve of my breast. The thin liquid felt like some sort of anointment, marking me as it spread.

“We ride the dragons, but sometimes they ride us, filling us with primal urges: to mate, to mark you as ours. Tell me that we can.”

I wasn’t entirely conscious of what they meant, but a low hum in my mind had me nodding, then watching as all four of them took up position around me. Their hands went to their cocks, and I shifted my hands from one to the other, caressing shafts or the tight bulge of their balls. Each man stared down at me, entirely focussed on my body, my expression, as their hands shifted faster and their cocks swelled, growing angry and red from the attention. It didn’t take long before I heard helpless little catches of breath. My eyes fell closed as I felt the first splatter across my stomach, hot like summer rain.

I didn’t think anyone in the whole of Nevermere would understand what this was. I wasn’t entirely sure I did either, but there was significance and power in it. Each splatter of their seed was like a hot brand, marking me as theirs: all over my breasts, my nipples pulling tighter, then on my stomach and across my thighs and between them, my pearl throbbing in time. Just as when I’d felt Zafira’s heat, my body was lit on fire, burning from within. When they began rubbing in every drop of their seed into my skin, my own desire for a release rose higher till I was burning hot. When they were done, my eyes opened a crack, and my mouth fell open to ask, to beg for what I needed. Before I said a word, Ged leaned over me to hover his face over mine, smiling lazily before pressing kisses to my lips and then working his seed up and between my legs.

His smile widened at my first gasp, as my whole body went rigid at the feel of his cunning fingers working my pearl, then sliding inside me.

“You need it too, don’t you, lass? You need us just as badly as we need you.”

All I could do was nod sharply, just the once, as the others drew in closer, claiming every inch of my body with their fingers, their lips, adding fuel to the fire that burned. And flame out I did, too fast, too hard to be entirely comfortable, feeling like I had denied my body for too long and now it rebelled. But as Ged forced his fingers inside me, dragging them across a tender spot within, it reminded of the last person who had done just that, and part of me mourned his absence.

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“Ged, I need you.”

They had teased me from one height to the next, flushing my body with pleasure and then provoking more, but I was done being ministered to. Why had I called out to Ged and not one of the others? I didn’t know. I felt guided by some instinct that he was the one I needed right now. I rolled to my knees, pushing him back until he was sitting on the mattress and then I straddled his hips.

“Well, far be it from me to say no… Gods in heaven.”

That hushed prayer, as I grasped the root of his cock and then sank down on it, was everything I needed to hear. Perhaps that was why I chose him, because of all of the wing, he was the one most likely to give me an unguarded response. His expression matched mine, flushed with pleasure and equally shocked at the intensity of it. But human beings are rarely able to accept what they have, always reaching for more and, as I shifted my hips, I did just that, sliding up, up, until he was almost free of me. He slapped his hands down on my buttocks to yank me right back down. My forehead pressed against his, our panted breaths mingling as we felt that percussive blow resonate through us. I went back for more, more, needing him harder, deeper in my body and I gasped the words out.

“Need me, love?” He smiled, his face radiant. “That’s why I’ll always love you, my Pippin. You need us just as much as we need you. Welded together, we are, by the ferocity of it.” His eyes widened as my body began to tighten around him, the harsh thrust of his cock feeling like it awakened something inside me. “Thank the gods that you need me, want me, just like I do you.”

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