Dragons' Bond (7 page)

“That’s what I was aiming for. To be inconspicuous, we need to blend in. And Armani would not blend in unless we were at a very exclusive dinner.”

“Oh, yes, dinner. I’m starving.”

“Why didn’t you come upstairs for lunch?”

“I was busy working on a puzzle with some small dragons, and I never noticed the time until it started to get dark.” Mallory collected plates and cutlery and laid them out on the bench. The other men returned, dressed now, and Mark served the pot roast. He’d baked potatoes and cooked squash and green beans to go with it, and Mallory ate everything on her plate with a sigh of pure delight.

“How do you feel about hiring a female locksmith?” Mark asked Mallory

“Yeah, sure. All I want is someone whose prices are reasonable and who isn’t connected with Teivel in any way.”

“Well, I can’t promise she’s honest, but I checked out the links on her website, and there was nothing that raised red flags with me, no connection to any of the businesses we know Teivel has his tentacles in,” said Mark.

“Sounds good then. I’ll talk to her this evening. I need to have a reason for doing this though. I can’t just say I don’t trust Teivel, or that you have keys or something.”

“Actually, I thought of that. Remember how you screamed when you came this morning?”

“Oh, yeah. Likely I shouldn’t have done that. What if someone heard me?”

“We’ll make sure your mouth is full tonight so you can’t scream,” said William with a huge grin.

Mallory could guess what he was going to fill her mouth with, and she was good with that idea.

“The real reason why you screamed is that you had a nightmare the museum was being robbed. It was your subconscious acknowledging that old Mr. Tanner may have given all kinds of people keys to the building, and here you are in sole charge of these valuable artworks. So of course you decided to change the locks. It was only common sense.”

“Oh, nice plan. I like it.”

“I was thinking today, too, while I was stuck under the drop cloths,” said Angus.

“Aha. And what were you thinking about? Sex on drop cloths?” asked William.

“Now that’s got potential. But no, I was thinking we really need to go through the papers in the trunk a lot more carefully and look for possible shape-shifters. We had a quick look through them last night, but we ought to read every word on every page with our thoughts focused on looking for signs of human life.”

“Much as I hate to have to say it, he’s right,” groaned Mark.

“Not only that, but I think you should be looking for papers Mr. Tanner may have hidden. He wanted the museum to stay as it was. He would have been opposed to Teivel’s plan, so I don’t think it’s unreasonable he may have some papers put away somewhere safe that he could have used to keep Teivel from outvoting him, or whatever,” said Mallory.

“Our woman is smart. That’s a brilliant thought,” said William beaming at her.

“But first, let’s get the locksmith organized. I really think that should be our number one priority right now.”

They moved into the living room, all leaning over the laptop and looking at the website, agreeing this woman seemed to be the perfect choice, before Mallory phoned Trudy.

“The Magic Dragon Museum? Corner of Nineteenth Street and Main? I can be there at ten tomorrow. That suit you?” Trudy asked.

“Perfect. See you then.”

“Now that business is out of the way, it must be time for fun,” said Angus, waggling his eyebrows suggestively.

“I’m guessing you bought condoms as well as food?” Mallory asked.

“Hell yes, a giant box. And a big jar of lube. Being inventive was a lot of fun, but good old-fashioned fucking without having to count the number of condoms remaining and divide by three will also be good,” said Mark.

“Not good at math, huh?”

“Enough talking. Let’s take this into the bedroom,” said Angus, picking up Mallory and slinging her over his shoulder. “I’m thinking a daisy chain tonight. That’ll keep her mouth too busy to scream,” he added.

“Sounds good, but I get Mallory’s pussy,” said William.

“You know, you keep saying you’re straight, but I’m willing to bet if one of us sucks your cock, you won’t complain,” said Angus.

Mallory twisted her body to see William. He
had
said he was straight. But then he seemed to like sharing her with the other men, and Mark had been very verbal about how good it was to feel another man’s cock touching his when they were inside her together. She waited impatiently to hear William’s reply, but he remained silent.

“How does this work?” she asked as Angus dropped her into the center of the bed.

“It works by us all being naked.” Mark laughed, stripping off his clothes and dropping them on the floor.

She grinned and shook her head. “I’m not sure why you bothered to buy clothes. Naked seems to be your outfit of choice.”

“Around you, woman, that’s definitely true,” said William, dropping a kiss on her nose. Mallory noticed he’d gotten undressed, too. These men must hold the world speed record for getting naked.

Then hands were on her shoes, her jeans, and her top, and in the blink of an eye, she was as undressed as them.

The men arranged themselves around her on the bed in a loose square formation, with body parts overlapping. Mark settled his cock over Mallory’s face, while his head was level with Angus’s crotch. Angus’s mouth was lined up with William’s dick and William’s head was planted firmly on her pussy. Mallory laid back and decided to concentrate on the yummy cock right at tongue level. She wasn’t too sure how the men would suck each other, as the cocks were pointing in different directions, not always the logical way to go down on. However, she figured not only did they know what they were doing, but also, they were inventive enough to overcome any logistical difficulties.

Mallory began by taking a long swipe down the shaft of Mark’s cock, savoring the taste of him, the hardness of his shaft, the deep throbbing pulse in his vein, all the way down to his slightly rough, slightly hairy balls. As with the hair on his head, his body hair was black and thick, though, true to his granite nature, his skin was much more pink than either tan or olive.

Mallory tilted her head right back, opened her throat, and sucked him down as far as he would go before very gradually releasing him. Then she nibbled her way along his shaft and sucked first one of his balls then the other into her mouth. The skin of his balls was a vivid contrast to that of his shaft or his cockhead. The cockhead, protected by his foreskin, was very soft and sensitive. She hardly had to touch it to make him shiver and groan. His balls, though, were winkled and hairy and a much tougher texture, although sucking them made him groan, too.

William was doing wicked things to her pussy. He’d swiped along the length of her slit, much as she’d done with Mark’s shaft, but then he’d delved his tongue deep inside her, licking her cream and teasing along her walls. Now he had his chin pressing on her clit as his hands held her labia apart, and his mouth and teeth worked over her lips, nipping, nibbling, and sucking all along them and back again.

This time it was Mallory who groaned, and then she decided to copy a few maneuvers from William. So she dipped the tip of her tongue into the eye of Mark’s cock, licking up his essence then sliding her tongue all over the head of his cock as she pushed his foreskin right down and let it come up again.

She followed this up by once again sucking him as deep down her throat as she could manage, hollowing her cheeks and exerting pressure, enough to pull on him, not enough to hurt, she hoped. Again, his moans seemed to indicate she’d gotten the tension between the two extremes right.

Mallory became more aware of the other two men. Bodies were touching hers from every angle, and by moving her hands and feet, she realized she could keep in contact with Angus as well. She let her toe slide up and down a leg. She wasn’t completely sure whose it was, but she thought, hoped, it was Angus’s. She liked the idea of being connected to everyone, responding to all three men at once.

William was sucking her clit now, pulling on it quite firmly, then licking inside her pussy again, before returning to tease all around her little button, cranking up her desire that he touch it once more.

Again, she decided to mimic this tactic with Mark, licking around his belly button, teasing around his cock and balls, watching his cock wave frantically in the air and his balls draw up tight against his body, before sucking his cockhead into her mouth once again.

Mark’s cock was deep in her mouth, and she hollowed her cheeks, ready to suck on him again, when William curved three fingers up inside her cunt, dragging them across her G-spot, at the exact time he bit her clit.

A huge climax raced at her from nowhere, roaring through her body and exploding in her pussy. Hastily, she sucked again on Mark, reminding herself not to scream, but unable to prevent her limbs from shaking like a tree in a storm.

Again and again, the ripples of the climax rolled through her, and she sucked on Mark like a lollipop. She was rewarded by a burst of cum hitting the back of her throat, and she licked and laved him some more as more jets of seed filled her mouth. She wrapped one leg around Angus, wanting him to be joined to her as well as to the other men, only to feel his body shuddering in release.

She let Mark slide out of her mouth. “Daisy chain is good,” she gasped a bit hoarsely.

“Hell, yes.”

Chapter Five

Angus had collected the hired car and gone to a large mall for his shopping very early because he wanted to be back in time to watch over Mallory when the locksmith came. Although everything about this Trudy seemed all right on the surface, he had to be there to see her and make a judgment on her himself.

He’d also picked up a few more items of shopping that hadn’t been on Mark’s list yesterday, such as a couple bars of chocolate and a bag of fresh muffins. He’d never met a woman who didn’t like chocolate, and he was certain Mallory would appreciate having some, plus it seemed only polite to offer the locksmith a cup of coffee and a muffin. And milk! Mallory obviously drank her coffee black, but personally a little cream in it made it much better in his opinion, and the locksmith might prefer some, too.

Promptly at ten, the museum door chimes rang, and Mallory hurried to open the door. She’d already removed the bars—against Angus’s expressed opinion—but left the locks in deference to his arguments. Only the knowledge that he was right there to protect her had prevented him from re-barring the door the moment she’d acted.

The locksmith was not at all what he’d been expecting. She was the tiniest little blonde, wearing jeans with her knees poking out of holes in them, and a huge bunch of keys on a carabiner at her waist. Her pixie face widened into a grin as Mallory opened the door.

“I see why you need me. A ten-year-old with a paperclip could open that.” The locksmith waved dismissively at the door.

“I had a feeling you were going to say something like that. Let me show you the back door and the fire door,” said Mallory, leading the way down the hallway.

Trudy nodded and muttered as she inspected the building, stopping at the first display room and gesturing to the windows. “Want me to look at them, too?”

“I don’t think—”

“Yes, please do,” Angus overrode Mallory firmly. When they both stared at him, he shrugged and eased off a little. “She’s here. You may as well get all her advice.”

“Okay.”

Trudy moved fast from room to room, her eyes flicking to doors, windows, ceilings.
Damn! I hadn’t even thought of that. There could be bugs in the ducting or anything
.

They finished up in Mallory’s apartment on the top floor, with Trudy inspecting her door out to the roof garden and shaking her head. “The security here is shit. Honestly, I could break in here at four different places in less than three seconds each without even needing a picklock.”

She pulled her cell phone our of her jeans pocket, scrolled through it a bit, and handed it to Mallory. “This is what you need as a bare minimum. I don’t know what your budget is, but you also need the window security to be much better, and I’d like to check the roof access, too.”

Mallory seemed resigned and was looking at the phone, so Angus stood up and said, “Let’s go out onto the roof. You’d better look at it while you’re here.” He ushered Trudy out and followed her around, watching her shake her head. This was going to cost a lot of money, he could tell. Well, if the museum directors—especially Teivel—wouldn’t allocate the funding, they’d pay for it themselves. Their woman needed to be safe, and the artworks were damn valuable and needed a decent security system.