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Chapter Five

K ris closed his eyes and smiled. Issa had been so right. The aftermath left him buzzed and hungry for more. Too hungry, and a little weak, but he didn’t want to part from her just yet.

“No,” he said when she tried to get up. He gripped her hips tightly, preventing her from separating from him.

His cock was still hard, and he moved it in a slow stroke inside her slick depths.

She sighed in response and relaxed, raising her legs back up and encircling his hips.

The silken brush of her skin against his sent tremors of pleasure through him.

It was even better than he could have imagined. He would fuck her forever if he could.

“I gave you everything,” she said in protest. “I don’t think I can come like that again.”

A pair of figures approached, the large, red Geva slipped onto the altar behind him, reclining in the spot Kris had occupied earlier. Erika settled in a curved, seat-like depression by Issa’s head.

“I’m a little jealous,” Erika said. “Does he feel good?”

“Very good,” Issa said. “You can find out, if he’d only let me go.”

“Why would you want that beautiful man to ever stop fucking you?” Erika asked, giving Kris a hungry look.

Geva’s heat permeated the skin of Kris’s back, the red dragon’s breath hot against his neck.

“Her well is dry,” Geva said to Erika. “Why don’t you fill her up again, my love?

You said you liked her tongue between your thighs before.

Give her more of your juicy quim to taste so she can keep him for a little longer. While you do that, I’ll fill him up.”

Kris closed his eyes at the hard throb of his cock when Geva’s lips brushed against his neck with those words. The male dragon slid his hand over Kris’s right ass cheek, already slick with the essence from the well. Now Kris understood exactly what that liquid was intended for.

As uncertain as he was what to expect, he shook with excitement at the prospect of new pleasures to experience.

Issa’s glorious pussy squeezed down on his cock and he opened his eyes.

His lover’s face was now obscured by a pair of wide hips, a pussy he’d craved seeing for weeks poised above her lavender lips and Issa’s tongue already darting out to taste it.

His eyes roamed up Erika’s torso to her breasts that she gripped in each hand. She tweaked her nipples and smiled.

“Am I allowed to touch you now?” Erika asked while she rocked her hips over Issa’s face.

Before Kris could answer, a warm hand at his back urged him to bend forward. He instinctively grabbed onto Erika’s thighs to steady himself while a pair of hands squeezed his ass and spread his cheeks apart.

“I guess that answers that. Be gentle with him,” Erika said over Kris’s head.

“Aren’t I always gentle, love?” Geva rumbled.

“Until I ask you not to be,” she replied suggestively.

A slick touch teased at Kris’s tight opening. He squeezed Erika’s thighs more insistently, wanting to fuck harder into Issa at the same time he really wanted Geva to do just a little more to his ass.

Issa clamped down on his cock with her pussy, reinforcing how trapped he was between them. He couldn’t move or else he’d lose one of these sensations, and he wanted to feel all of them.

Kris closed his eyes again, lost to the competing stimuli. Erika clutched the sides of his face, pressing a stiff nipple against his lips. He sucked, grateful for the command to action.

Geva pressed deeper with a gentle, probing touch. Issa’s hips urgently rose up against him, pulling at his cock, but he still couldn’t move with the tight grip Geva had on his hips.

He concentrated on Erika, sucking each stiff nipple into his mouth, rolling it against his tongue. Her entire torso undulated while she rocked her body over Issa’s mouth.

“Oh, God, that’s it, shove that tongue deep,” Erika gasped.

Kris opened his eyes and looked down. He might not be able to do anything, but he could still use his eyes, and what he saw was beautiful. Erika’s clit was pink and wet over Issa’s lips, Issa’s purple tongue flicking at it, then disappearing.

Erika grabbed Kris’s hand and shoved it between her thighs. “Rub me there, Kris. Make me come. She’s hungry. God, that tongue goes deeper than most men’s cocks.”

He knew hunger. He ached for more energy, more magic. He could already feel his power being depleted, drawing away from him into the altar. The walls of the room were pulsing with it, the shifting glow traveling outward and rising up the tiers into the walls and the ceiling.

Erika’s wet heat coated his fingertips as he rubbed her throbbing clit. The motion of Geva’s fingers against his ass mimicked his own ministrations, pressing circles against aching flesh. The dragon behind him had a reservoir of energy filled to brimming, ready to give it to him.

Kris relaxed, pulled out of Issa’s pussy just enough to signal his willingness to Geva, then pushed back into Issa with a hard thrust.

“That’s it,” Geva sad roughly against his ear. The red dragon thrust a slick finger past Kris’s clenching barrier. Kris tightened, then relaxed and pushed back again.

The squeeze of Issa’s pussy urged him on, so he repeated the motion. With each push back, Geva fucked into him with his finger, then added another.

Just when Kris thought he couldn’t take more from behind, Erika cried out and pulled at his head, crashing her lips against his while she came. She slid to the side in a boneless heap, smiling, then twisted around to kiss Issa in gratitude.

“You just worry about fucking and getting fucked, Kris. I’ll take care of her,” Erika said.

Kris nodded and closed his eyes, letting Geva control the rest. The stretch of fingers in his ass disappeared, only to be replaced by something thicker and hotter.

He managed to remain poised on both arms above Issa, conscious still of her silken thighs sliding against his sides and her hips rhythmically slapping up against him.

Erika was busy with one hand between the lavender dragon’s thighs and the other at her breasts.

Kris groaned at the deep thrust of the cock as it pushed into his ass, stretching him almost painfully, but it was a pleasurable pain he could handle—not the soul-crushing ache of futile, misspent desire he’d always felt before today.

Once deep inside him, Geva gripped Kris’s hips.

The red dragon pushed Kris forward and off his own cock, the pressure causing him to sink deep into Issa, then pulled Kris back until his cock slid deep in, hips nestled against Kris’s ass.

The heavy pressure of Geva’s length and slick friction from both sides of him was so intense Kris’s body felt on fire from the pleasure.

His eyes locked onto Issa’s and never left them, unable to articulate even a thought but he knew she understood.

They were together now, the clench of her around him as much a signal of her feelings as the impression in his mind of how she felt.

Issa came again, her hips smacking hard up against Kris, the brief surge of energy Erika had given Issa rushing into him. The walls of the room brightened as it flowed through.

Geva growled in his ear and pushed him forward so that he sprawled inelegantly over Issa’s body. She held him tight, letting her pussy clench and release around his still hard cock. The sensation of being filled to the brink of overflowing triggered the first of the waves.

It all came crashing over with a harsh yell from Geva and a solid thrust that pushed Kris over the edge once again.

Issa quivered underneath him, holding him tighter while he came.

The fiery flow of Geva’s considerable well of energy coursed through him.

It was hotter, more vibrant and shocking than Issa’s had been, and a residue seemed to remain behind after it sank into the altar, leaving Kris tingling from head to toe.

Geva carefully slid out of him and Kris extracted himself from Issa. The red dragon smiled and wiped sweat from his brow. His chest heaved and he bent, breathless, surprising Kris with a deep kiss.

Kris collapsed beside Issa, pulling her close and finding comfort with his face nestled against her breasts.

“That was only the beginning, love,” she whispered in his ear.

“I know. I just want to hold you for a second.”

She shifted out from under him. “There will be plenty of time for that after, trust me.”

Kris grasped at her as she moved away, the absence of her touch suddenly as painful as the initial presence of it had been. He didn’t want her to leave, was about to mindlessly follow when a pair of soft, feminine arms wrapped around him from behind and hands trailed down his chest.