Page 24 of Hidden Dragons

“Well, you can’t have me. At least not this way. I’m under strict orders,” he replied, making her want to growl in frustration. But something he’d said caught her attention.

“What other way is there?” she asked, curious and wanting.

Robert laughed and the sound held a promise of sensual delight. “There are many ways, sweetheart. Many, many ways. And if you are willing to try something new, I will show you one of them. Do you trust me?”

There was no question in her mind. “Of course I trust you. What sort of question is that?”

Robert laughed at her impatience. “Right, then.” He removed his finger from her pussy and sat back. “Flip over,” he ordered curtly.

She was confused. She looked at him and he made a little turning motion with one finger, his gaze filled with both encouragement and amusement. She complied, watching him over her shoulder as she presented him with her back.

“Tuck your knees under you and show me that pretty ass of yours.” His tone was sinful, making her hesitate, but the promise of pleasure and her trust in him made her comply.

When she was propped up on her folded legs, her butt in the air, his hands returned. The finger that was still coated with salve residue rimmed her back hole, shocking her. And then he pushed inward, making her squeak in surprise. Did he really mean to take her there?

“Relax, sweetheart. Calm down and let me in. I won’t hurt you. It’ll feel good, I promise, and if you’re scared or you don’t like it, I’ll stop. Just tell me, all right?” His crooning words penetrated her shock and she nodded. She trusted him. He wouldn’t hurt her.

She began to relax and then things started to change. Shock turned to pleasure and as she calmed, she began to realize the sensations coming from his actions were strange, but kind of amazing too.

He let her get used to the sensations before adding a finger and stretching her. And then, after she was about ready to beg, he finally moved over her and began to claim her with his body. It was much more intense and she caught her breath as he paused only part-way inside.

“All right, sweetheart?” he asked, his own breathing ragged.

“I’m good. Keep going,” she urged. “Just go slow.”

He bent over her, placing a kiss on the side of her head. “You’re amazing, Isabelle.”

She felt amazing as he moved deeper into her. The feeling was so strange, yet oddly pleasurable. She knew she wouldn’t like this with anyone other than Robert or maybe Bear, but with the two men who held pieces of her heart, she was willing to try almost anything.

And then Robert began to move. He went slow, as she requested, and gradually built up speed. It was never fast, but it was more than enough to push her over the peak into a hard, fast climax, which took him with her. He pulled out and she felt the splash of his climax pulse over her backside. He gripped her hips with one hand and she looked back to see his other hand wrapped tight around his cock, still spurting against her. She leaned back a bit to rub against him, liking the way he groaned.

That was about all she was good for before collapsing on the bed. Robert followed soon after. She must have dozed for a while, but she woke when Robert placed her into her second hot bath of the day.

Growloranth must have come back at some point while she slept. She could just see him through the open door that led to the wallow. She flushed realizing the dragon must have been witness to Robert carrying her naked body across the length of the suite.

“Are you awake?” Robert asked, his head above hers as he joined her in the bath that was big enough for two—or three.

“Barely, but yes, I’m awake. Thanks for drawing the bath.”

“It’s the least I could do since I’m the one who made you dirty.” His words seemed to have more than one meaning and she turned in his arms to look at his face. Sure enough, he was smiling at her in that wicked way he had.

She leaned in to kiss him and was gratified when he returned her kiss after a slight hesitation. Had she taken him by surprise? Well, good. She needed to have the upper hand in this relationship every once in a while. If they were going to have a relationship.

More and more it seemed that they were. She was beginning to believe that it might just possibly work. She had bedded both men and enjoyed each occasion immensely. She still wasn’t sure how the whole mating flight triple bonding would work, but she might give it more serious consideration if things kept going like this.

If Silla and other women in the Lair had such relationships, then maybe Isabelle and her men could make it work too. It was something to think about, at the very least.

For Robert, life couldn’t get much better than it was at that very moment. He had the woman of his dreams lying naked in his arms, in a tub full of steaming water. His dragon partner lay nearby, in his own wallow, sleeping the sleep of the righteous. They had put in a good night’s work and might just have been able to report things back to their leaders that would save many lives in the coming conflict.

All in all, it had been a good day.

The only thing that would be better is if Isabelle was firmly committed to them. If she was already their wife and he knew she would always be with them, waiting for them when they flew home or working at their sides to make the world a better place. She was such a special woman. He prayed to the Mother of All that she would accept them—and everything that entailed.

Robert yawned loudly, unable to hold it back. It had been a good night, but a long one. He couldn’t really remember the last uninterrupted sleep he’d had.

“We should go to bed,” Isabelle murmured. He tightened his arms around her.

“I like the sound of that,” he agreed, kissing her hair.

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