Breath of Fate (Dragon Erotica): Rising Dragons #7 (8 page)

“Invigorated, but I can already feel the Twins absorbing it all. I think I can wait until these two are ready for more.” She glanced behind her on the bed to Dimitri and Thea who now snuggled together, dozing quietly.

“You don’t have to wait, love,” Kris said. “They are all here for you. Dimitri and his lover were just the best equipped to help you replenish quickly.”

Issa’s eyes brightened. “All of them came here for my sake?”

“They want to help. You mean the world to all of us.”

Issa shifted to the edge of the bed, exhaling a breath that shimmered into the purple gown she’d worn earlier. Before he could stop her, she strode to the door and flung it open. A moment later she was encompassed in the embrace of all their closest friends, finally getting the reunion that hadn’t been possible earlier in the day.

Chapter 10

W
ith the return of Issa’s energy came overwhelming cravings. She was grateful for the presence of her human friends and their willingness to sate those cravings.

“I never needed more than what Kris could give me before. I blame the babies,” she said to Erika, laughing. “They can’t seem to decide which of you they like the most.”

“Who is it today?” Erika asked.

The pair lounged in a shady area beside the steaming pool in the courtyard outside the small temple she and Kris shared. The others were in various states of wakefulness, draped on furniture around the pool, or lounging languidly in the hot water. They had determined that a strict rotation wouldn’t work to keep Issa entirely satisfied and she felt like a complete glutton requesting their attention. It wasn’t until the lightheadedness and nausea that signaled a dangerous depletion of energy returned that Kris insisted she not wait that long, that they go no longer than an hour or two between sessions, and that whomever was willing should do the honors.

Dimitri and Thea together could keep her satisfied for longer, but after two days they were showing signs of exhaustion.

“The new one. Trevor. They find him quite pleasing.”

Erika raised an eyebrow. “Is it the Twins speaking or Issa speaking? He is quite scrumptious, I agree. Rafe and Rowan chose well.”

Issa felt her cheeks flush at Erika’s observation. “It usually isn’t just one of you. Different pairs appeal in different ways. The Twins always want their father’s energy, but perhaps that’s only a reflection of my own desire for him. But Camille and Eben together are a delightful combination, more so than just one at a time.”

“What did you think of Corey?”

Issa pursed her lips, watching the brooding man where he lay in a sunny spot on the far edge of the pool with one arm draped across his eyes. “I didn’t get much of a taste of him. He seems reticent and insists on only the quickest sessions.”

“He feels guilty. Racha’s still in the Glade with the Council and their other mate didn’t join us on the trip. Jill would probably be able to pull him out of his shell had she come.”

“Do you find that odd?” Issa asked. “I mean that the other female didn’t come.”

“Not any stranger than it was that we all hadn’t seen
you
since we returned from the ritual. You showing up with a couple new passengers was a big surprise, but we all figured Kris had been hiding something all along.”

“Do you think Corey’s hiding something?”

Erika shrugged. “If he is, I think he’ll tell us when the time is right.”

“I’d like more of him,” Issa said decisively. “The Twins are curious after the small tastes they did get. But he seems to hold back power the way a dragon does.”

Erika tilted her head thoughtfully at Corey’s prone figure. She bit her lip. “I might be able to talk him into trying a little harder. Are you in the mood now?”

“The Twins are always in the mood for more magic.”

Erika stood up and adjusted the short red sarong over her breasts. Issa watched as her friend strode around the pool, first stopping at the chair where the dark-haired Hallie reclined with eyes closed. Hallie’s eyes opened in response to Erika’s whisper and she smiled, turning to look at Corey while Erika explained whatever scheme she’d concocted to encourage more enthusiasm out of their male friend.

Hand-in-hand, the pair of women padded barefoot to the spot where Corey dozed in one of the short sarongs Kris had conjured for him. The women lay down flanking him and pressing their bodies against his sides.

Erika bent her mouth to his ear, but Issa couldn’t tell whether she spoke to him or merely teased at his neck with her lips. Issa spent a bit of energy to focus her hearing, curious what the women would do to get the reluctant male to come with them. A second later, their words were as clear as if they were speaking to her.

“You’re being a little stingy, you know,” Erika said. “So Hallie and I thought we’d give you a hand.”

Hallie rested one hand lightly on the top of the fabric that spanned his hips just below his bare waist.

Corey removed the arm from over his eyes and turned to look at her, then at Hallie. “Oh, you think so? I did my part yesterday. By my count there are enough of us that we’re only needed once a day. Besides, Issa’s kind of like my sister-in-law. Don’t you think that’s weird?”

“Is it any weirder than Racha doing whatever it is she’s doing with all the other dragons right now? Don’t tell me you believe they’re just in the Glade having a chat. What would Racha do if she were here now, anyway?”

Corey put his arm back over his eyes. “She’d respect my boundaries.”

“Or would she urge you to contribute as much as possible for the betterment of the race?”

Corey didn’t respond. Erika and Hallie exchanged exasperated looks, then Erika mouthed two words to her friend that Issa was sure were, “Plan B.”

Erika’s auburn head leaned across Corey’s torso. Her lips met Hallie’s lips halfway. The pair shared a long, sensuous kiss. Partway through, Hallie reached across and tugged the knot Erika had tied in her sarong. The fabric slipped down, revealing Erika’s lovely, pink-tipped breasts. Hallie unfastened her own garment, then with her free hand cupped one of Erika’s breasts and toyed with her nipple, pinching gently and tugging with thumb and forefinger.

Erika’s throaty laugh echoed around the courtyard, drawing the attention of the others. Some perked up to watch, others just smiled and went back to their relaxation.

Corey’s body had tensed. He hadn’t removed his arm from his eyes, but Issa was sure he was watching the two women from beneath it, particularly considering the rising swell of an erection, unmistakable beneath the thin fabric that concealed it.

When the women pulled back from their kiss, Erika bent and pulled one of Hallie’s nipples between her lips and sucked. Hallie’s breathy sigh caused a visible tremor to ripple up Corey’s stomach from his groin. He lifted his arm from his eyes and drifted the fingers of the hand over Hallie’s smooth, bare shoulder, down over her breast until his fingertips swirled around the nipple that was not already being attended.

“You two are probably the second most infuriating women I know. If I do this, you have got to quit torturing me. So, you do what I tell you and we’ll all leave happy, especially Issa.”

His dark eyes slid to meet Issa’s. She smiled at the tiny salute and nod he gave her from across the pool, though his smirk told her he wasn’t the least bit irritated by the imposition in spite of his complaint. The three left their coverings behind and strolled with hands linked back around the pool to where she reclined on her comfortable cushioned lounge.

“This might be a challenge,” Corey commented, eyeing the three women. “But I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t up for it. Asses up, ladies. If you want me, I want easy access. That is, if you’re up for it, Issa.”

The contrast between his polite, accommodating tone and his lewd suggestion amused Issa as much as it excited her. Kris strolled over, seeing the activity and gave her a questioning look. She started to answer but Corey turned and said, “Hey, man. Glad you’re here, I might need a little backup to keep them ready. You game?”

“If Issa wants it, I’ll do anything.”

“Yeah, pregnant woman cravings are tricky things to deal with, aren’t they?” Corey said with a chuckle and a shake of his head. “But hey, a father’s work is never done.”

He clapped his hands then swirled one hand in the air, indicating they should assume the position. Issa shared a pleased glance with Erika as they moved the cushions the lounges to a clear area and bent on hands and knees, presenting their backsides to the men. Issa twined the fingers of each hand through the other women’s fingers to ensure contact.

Out of the corner of her eye she caught movement approaching from the far side of the pool.

“Can I get in on this?” Camille asked, walking forward with the rest of the group trailing behind her. The other three men looked even more interested now that there were three bare, female asses catching the light breeze.

Issa’s core heated under their interested inspection in spite of the coolness of the air around her. The Twins danced in her belly, sensing her excitement.

Corey nodded, his expression serious as though it was a dire undertaking and he had to make some hard decisions about how to proceed. “Yes, I think that’s best. You and Thea both face Issa on the other side there so she can touch you.

Camille’s heart-shaped face came into view as the pretty blonde bent down on hands and knees facing Issa. She leaned in and kissed Issa. “This is gonna be fun,” Camille said, her eyes bright.

In spite of Thea’s sleepy expression, the petite brunette appeared as excited as the others. With the five of them arranged facing each other in a circle, the magic of the human women’s arousal seemed to pool in a concentrated bubble between them.

“Jesus Christ, that’s beautiful,” Corey said in an awestruck tone. He sauntered around them once, letting his hand slide over the rise and fall of the curves if their asses. He paused behind Issa, clutching at her ass with both hands. “You needed more than I gave you yesterday, didn’t you? Well, I guess these two made their point.”

Issa heard the loud smack of his palms as they hit the soft flesh of Hallie and Erika’s backsides to either side of her. His hot palms returned to her ass and gently massaged, pushing her cheeks wide and letting his thumbs slide down between and into the wetness of her pussy. Her flesh felt like a solid knot of need until his fingertips sank into her aching depths and massaged in perfect slow strokes at the inside of her. He drew them back out and swiped slick juice over the puckered flower of her asshole. Her eyes fluttered closed with pleasure.

Around her, each of the other men had taken up positions behind the other women. Other hands clutched at hers in the center while moans and sighs of pleasure erupted from the mouths of her friends.

“Jesus, Corey,” Hallie said, craning her head around. “When did you learn to flip that good-boy prude switch off?”

His deep voice rumbled behind Issa. “Baby, I always knew how. It just takes the right motivation. But when I do it, trust me, I’m all the way on the dark side. Your pussy will be heaven when I fuck it. My only regret with this arrangement is that your pretty mouth won’t be taking my cock and licking your juices off me afterward.”

Hallie seemed about to retort, but the only sound that came out of her was a surprised squeak followed by a groan. She lowered her head and surged backward into Trevor. At the same moment, Corey pressed his hot cock between the folds of Issa’s pussy and shoved into her. She emitted her own sound of pleasure at the invasion, clenching around him as he began to fuck her.

Corey’s large hands gripped her hips with a vengeance as he slammed into her. Every stroke pressed tight against the deeper bundle of pleasure that rested far inside, but just when she believed she’d reach Nirvana with one more press, he withdrew and was gone.

Before Issa could object, the familiar tingling touch of her mate rested light on her backside. “He’s a different person once you get him going,” Kris commented. “I think I like this version of him.”

To her side, Corey said, “Don’t get used to this, brother. I like to keep it at home.”

“I just know my sister seems very happy. If you can keep her satisfied along with your other mate, you’re braver than I am.”

“The real challenge will be when Racha or Jill are pregnant. This delicious little tangle of fucking is to fulfill Issa’s cravings. I hope you guys are up for the same when I need you.”

Kris’s hands dipped around to her front and cupped her breasts when he let his cock sink into her. “Is that what it was, love?” he whispered in her ear. “A craving to have us all fuck each other?”

“I just wanted a snack. It was Corey who turned it into a feast, but I have no complaints.”

Again, she was brought to the cusp of climax before the men moved on in response to some unseen signal, likely from Corey.

In the center of the circle, the magic ebbed only minutely then surged to bright vibrancy again when another cock sank into her. Around them, Issa sensed a wider bubble of power from the men. They gasped and sweated, each stroke seeming like an ordeal after the third switch.

Instead of a cock, a teasing tongue slicked its way down the crack of her ass, sinking into her snatch. A moment later, the mouth against her backside moaned. Hands gripped her ass and Eben’s familiar cock with its upward curve slid deep into her. “Sorry, I just missed the taste of you,” he whispered, leaning over to press his lips against her ear. “Consider this for old time’s sake.”

Across from her, Camille’s mouth parted in a breathless sigh as Kris gripped the blonde’s ass and slid into her. Their collective lust had risen exponentially, Issa’s own and Kris’s glowing even brighter with each round. Thea and Dimitri looked like glowing embers in Issa’s magic-filtered vision. The entire group was the most beautiful thing she’d ever seen. She almost wished to be able to look down on them from above and witness the final surge of it when they all came. But Corey seemed preternaturally attuned to the flow of it as well, and moved them along just when she felt close again.

Perhaps being the mate of a Queen had that effect on a man.

Corey met her gaze just before sliding his cock out of Thea and moving clockwise to clutch Erika’s ass with a promising growl signaling his intent. The shell-shocked new addition, Trevor, placed himself behind Issa and gingerly began stroking her pussy. She was on the verge of screaming out her need when she glanced around at the other women. They were in various states of red-faced frustration and ecstasy, and all their hands clutched at hers. Through the swirling storm of magic, Issa realized they were all doing this for her, but it was time to set them all free.

Trevor’s fingers shook perceptibly as he touched her. His voice was just as quavering. “I think I’ve fucked more women today than in the last five years since I lost my virginity,” he said. “The funny thing is, you’ll be the fourth dragon I’ve had carnal knowledge of. I hope I do it right.”