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Then they began to touch her. Two velvety mouths teased and nipped at her breasts; they wrapped their lips around both nipples and sucked. Roka’s hand still gripped her hip on one side, so large it nearly covered one ass cheek to guide her up and down on him.

When Eben jerked against her, she knew something had changed and she opened her eyes.

His shoulders were hunched, his blond head bent against her shoulder as he let out a series of desperate, incoherent grunts.

He seemed to be pressing even further into them both, though the three of them were already so close there wasn’t far for him to go.

She saw the reason for his reaction a second later when she spied movement behind Roka.

A shape extended along the surface of the altar; the shimmering silver-white scales resembled the tail he’d had as a statue.

It flexed, and Eben moaned. She followed the contour of it in a daze.

The thick, tapering length of it circled around behind Eben, and she realized with a deep thrill of arousal that the tip of Roka’s tail was now slowly fucking into Eben’s ass. And he seemed to like it.

“Oh!” she exclaimed and stared wide-eyed at Roka.

He grinned back at her. “Would it make you fuck me harder if I did it to you, my love? I only have one tail, but perhaps I can improvise for your sake.”

If she could have blushed harder, she would have, but he didn’t give her a chance to answer.

Before she could react, he’d slipped one finger on his free hand further between her thighs from behind, soaked it in her flowing juices, and pressed at her tight little asshole.

She arched against his chest with a surprised cry, causing Eben to glance up in surprise.

“What is it, baby?” he managed to blurt out.

Without answering, she gripped Eben behind the neck and kissed him again, hard and insistent.

When Roka’s finger passed beyond the sensitive barrier of her anus, she shoved her tongue deep into Eben’s mouth.

Their moans and pants mingled and they clung to Roka, who set the rhythm.

Her pussy clenched hard at the surprising pleasure of the dragon’s finger deep in her ass.

She’d said she wanted to do dirty things, but wondered if even Eben could have conceived of something quite like this.

Roka’s thrusts grew deeper and harsher. Waves of pleasure coursed through her when she met each stroke with a plunge of her hips down onto him.

“Oh, fuck, baby,” Eben said. “I love watching you fuck his cock like that. I’m gonna come watching your pussy sliding all over him.”

Eben slipped his hand down her back, his fingertips tracing hot fire along the path. His palm cupped and squeezed her ass cheek, then went one step further, teasing a circle around the sensitive skin at the center that was already being slowly penetrated by Roka’s finger.

It only took a few caresses before her entire world narrowed into a pinprick of pure pleasure.

One pair of lips latched onto her mouth while another sucked at her nipples again, the sensations assaulting her from every direction.

A harsh cry erupted from her throat as the tingling throb of climax took hold of her pussy.

Her ass clenched tightly around Roka’s finger.

He plunged it in deep, fucking her with it quickly.

Her body seemed to spin out of control. Breathing became almost too difficult.

“Stay with me, my love,” Roka’s deep voice commanded, his lips brushing against hers. “I’m close.”

She was dimly aware of the air shifting around them and the weight of Roka’s cock growing even larger inside her.

Nothing else existed of her body but the coiling mass of sensations that held her lower body captive.

The dragon’s cock surged into her at the same time Eben let out a long, low groan against her shoulder.

The room grew darker as their bodies shuddered and writhed together.

Something hot and wet splashed against her stomach.

More hot liquid covered her hand where it gripped Eben’s cock within the confines of Roka’s larger palm.

Roka’s low roar escalated around them. It pulsed against Camille’s eardrums, extending the sensations higher so that her skull seemed to resonate with the same pleasure that gripped her body and made her nipples tingle. With another deep, violent thrust, wet, scorching heat filled her pussy.

Instead of the darkness of blacking out, the world became a thick, white fog.

She clung desperately to the two figures, not quite sure now where she ended and they began. The aftershocks of her orgasm gradually subsided, but only after the long, steady pulses of Roka’s cock finally ceased inside her.

Finally she let out a long, shaky breath and collapsed against his chest, resting one cheek against him. Eben sat back on his heels, head bowed, sweat-soaked hair obscuring his face. His glistening cock rested limp against one thigh.

She looked beyond him, but could see nothing but the fog and realized she and Eben were cocooned inside Roka’s wings.

The pale pair of membranes almost completely encompassed the three of them within a chamber filled with the dragon’s breath.

She inhaled deeply, taking it into her lungs.

The more she breathed, the more the tension of their encounter dissipated, leaving her relaxed and euphoric. And still conscious.

“I didn’t pass out,” she said, smiling at no one in particular.

Roka rumbled softly. His gentle touch skimmed down her spine. “No. My magic prevented it this time. I needed you conscious.”

“So you’re awake for good now?” she asked, looking into his eyes. His pupils were now narrow slits surrounded by silver irises that gleamed with inner light.

“Yes. And now you both are mine. A dream come true for a dragon to be so blessed upon first awakening. You must help me thank Issa once the ritual is complete. There is one more thing I must do, however.”

He shifted her off his lap and urged her to lie flat. Curious and eager to please, she did so, uncertain what was coming next. He bent over her hips and his tongue flicked out, tracing a small design just above the golden curls of her pubic hair.

She winced at the sting, but it dissipated quickly once he blew on it with a puff of white fog.

He turned to Eben. “Your turn.”

Eben met Camille’s eyes and shrugged. “It’s a pretty tattoo. White, too—you can barely tell it’s there, unless you’re looking for it.” He obligingly lay down for Roka and received his own mark.

Camille stared down at the slightly upraised circular mark. Upside-down it didn’t look like much, but she could make out the shape of a tiny dragon in embossed white. She wondered if Erika had been given one, too.

At that moment, the lights around the room flared brightly, then dimmed again. She and Eben both glanced around in surprise. She noticed Erika sit up on the other side of the room, attentive to the disturbance.

Propelled into action, Kris began walking toward the door, but none of the dragons made a move to follow.

“What was that?” Eben asked.

“Someone has opened the second door,” Roka said. “The next phase has begun. Soon the Twins will be awakened.”