The Dracons' Woman (29 page)

“Those are both very interesting theories,” Lariah said after thinking about it for a few moments.  “I don’t know much about such things, but I think the first theory makes the most sense given what I do know.”  She looked up at her men and smiled.

“So, is there any particular reason that you decided to test me with feelings of arousal?” she asked.

Trey laughed as he scooted his chair back and stood up.  “Little love, if you don’t know the answer to that, then maybe we haven’t been giving you enough lessons,” he said as he stalked slowly around the table toward her. 

“Well, I am generally a very good student,” Lariah replied primly.  “If you are not good teachers, I don’t believe you can blame me for that.”

Trey growled softly in mock anger as he plucked Lariah from her chair and pulled her up against his chest.  “Are you insulting your teachers?” he demanded.

Lariah laughed as she wrapped her legs around Trey’s waist and reached behind his neck to remove the thong holding his hair back.  “I did not insult you,” she replied archly.  “I merely stated a fact.”  She ran her fingers through Trey’s long hair, loving the soft silky feel of it.  She didn’t know why the sensation of their hair brushing against her skin was so erotic to her, when she barely noticed the feel of her own long hair.  She simply accepted it. 

“In that case, I believe it is time for another lesson,” Trey said before capturing her mouth with his own.  His kiss was hot, hard, and so intense that Lariah was gasping for breath when he lifted his head.  She hadn’t even noticed that he had been walking to the bedroom while kissing her, and was shocked when he suddenly let go of her, letting her fall a couple of inches to the bed. 

Trey grinned at her startled expression as he began removing her clothes.  Val hurried over to help him, and between them she was naked within seconds.  She looked up to see Garen, Val and Trey standing near the bed removing their own clothing and she took a moment to enjoy the sight of her men.  She would never get tired of looking at them with their tall, strong bodies and bold, masculine faces.  They had muscles in places she hadn’t known it was possible to have them.  And yet, for all of their formidable strength, they were unfailingly gentle and careful with her. 

As always, the sight of their warm cinnamon skin made her want to taste them.  Now that she knew what they tasted like, she wanted it more than when she had only wondered.  As she let her eyes roam slowly over them, she noted the scars each of them bore here and there.  The scars did not detract from their beauty, but somehow added to it, accentuating their perfect masculinity.

As she wondered idly about a long scar that cut across Val’s thigh, a thought occurred to her.  She bit her lip, not wanting to ruin the mood with her endless questions.

Trey approached the bed and reached down to free her lip from her teeth with his finger.  “What do you want to know?” he asked, smiling indulgently at her.

“I was just wondering about your scars,” she said, knowing that there was no reason to quibble as they would not let it go until she told them.  “If you guys regenerate so quickly, how is it that you all have scars?”

“If we are wounded by magic, a weapon created by magic, or a weapon that uses radiation, such as a gamma rifle, it impedes our ability to regenerate,” Garen explained.  “In those cases, we heal very slowly, much as humans do, and, as you can see, we scar as humans do as well.”

Lariah’s eyes widened.  “So you could die?”

Trey lowered himself to the bed beside her and began stroking her arm soothingly.  “We are no more prone to dying than you are, little love.  In fact, we are far less prone to it than you, so don’t worry about such things now.”  He leaned down and nipped her ear, then laved the small hurt with his tongue, causing Lariah’s skin to pebble.

Val climbed onto the bed on her other side and began caressing her breast.  “I believe you have a new lesson to learn,” he said, “so stop trying to distract us.”

Lariah glanced at him and opened her mouth to argue, but Val lowered his mouth to hers and kissed her deeply, effectively stopping whatever she had been going to say.  By the time Val ended the kiss she no longer remembered, or cared.

Val and Trey licked and kissed her ears, neck and shoulders, working their way slowly to her breasts.  By the time they each took an achingly hard nipple into their hot mouths she was nearly panting with need.

She moaned softly, one hand going to the back of each head, burying her fingers in Trey and Val’s long black hair.  Garen’s hands spread her legs wide before giving her pussy a long, hot lick.  She arched her back as Garen placed his teeth at the base of her clit, then bit down gently, holding it in place as his tongue lashed at it.  Just as she felt herself about to climax, they all removed their mouths from her at once.  She whimpered at the sudden loss, but she already knew that they were in control and would do what they wanted.  She could only wait to see what they had planned next.

Val and Trey lowered their mouths to her body again, but this time they licked and kissed her arms, stomach, shoulders and neck, avoiding her breasts. 

She heard Garen leave the room and return a moment later.  He bent her legs at the knee and pushed them back toward her chest.  Trey and Val each put a hand on one knee and held her legs in place.  She knew the position exposed everything to their gaze, her pussy spread open wide, and the small, pink bud of her ass as well, which made her a little nervous.  When she felt something cool against that tender opening, she tensed.

 “Easy baby,” Val soothed, “just relax.” 

Lariah tried to relax, but immediately tensed again as she felt Garen’s finger probe at the tight opening before pushing in past the tiny ring of muscle.  At the same time she realized that the cool cream he had applied was growing warmer.

A familiar wave of heat spread through her, causing her flesh to pebble again, and she knew they had released some pheromones to help her relax.  She was grateful, realizing that for this, she needed the extra help.  She was very nervous about what she knew was coming.

“What’s the matter, little love?” Trey asked, his fingers brushing over one nipple.  “Don’t you want us to fuck your ass?”

Lariah shrugged, her body both aroused and tense at the same time.  She didn’t really know the answer to that one.  It never occurred to her to tell them no, even though she knew that if she did, they would immediately stop.  She trusted them, and knew they would not hurt her.  She was just a little anxious and uncertain about this.

“Just imagine all three of us penetrating you at once,” Trey said, his voice low and gravelly with his own arousal.  “Garen in your ass, me in your pussy, Val in your throat, all of us coming at the same time.  Wouldn’t you like that?”

Lariah nodded emphatically at the mental picture he’d built for her.  Yes, she wanted that. 

“Good baby,” he said, pinching her nipple hard at the same exact moment that Garen pressed his finger deeper into her.  Val pinched her other nipple and Garen began thrusting his finger in and out, stretching her gently.  The cream that Garen had applied had gone from cool, to warm, to hot.  It was also slightly itchy, so that Garen’s stroking finger now felt soothing against the tender flesh rather than uncomfortable. 

Garen added more of the strange cream before slowly easing two fingers into her.  Val and Trey continued pinching her nipples alternately as they licked and kissed every inch of skin they could reach.  What had begun as an uncomfortable sensation was rapidly growing into a hot, intensely pleasurable one, and she found herself pressing against Garen’s thrusting fingers uncontrollably.  By the time Garen had three fingers in her, her pussy was gushing emptily and she wanted to come so badly she thought she might scream. 

Garen withdrew his fingers and they flipped her over on her stomach, urging her up onto her hands and knees.  Trey moved around in front of her and nudged his cock against her lips.  She opened her mouth at once, licking him lovingly before attempting to take him deeper into her mouth.  She wanted all of him, but he would not allow it, using his hand around his cock to control how much she could take.  At the moment, he was allowing her no more than the head of his cock, adding to the need and sexual tension building in her.

Lariah felt more cool cream, then the hot, hard, incredibly huge head of Garen’s cock nudged against her and pressed forward, slowly stretching the tight ring of muscle.  At the same time she felt Val reach beneath her and pinch her clit lightly between his fingers before milking it with gentle strokes.  Lariah moaned around the cock in her mouth, her body trembling, her mind not knowing what she wanted. 

Trey began to rock back and forth, sliding his cock deeper and deeper into her mouth as Garen copied the motion, slipping deeper and deeper into her with each stroke.  They moved so slowly that her need continued to build until it bordered on desperation.  She needed more, harder, faster, but they maintained rigid control of the pace until Lariah’s moans were constant, her skin covered in a sheen of sweat.

Finally, all at once, Trey shoved his cock to the back of her throat, Val pinched her clit hard, and Garen surged into her ass, not stopping until he was buried all the way to the hilt in her dark, hot channel.  She barely had time to worry about it as she was desperately trying to swallow Trey’s huge cock as it thrust in and out of her so fast she barely had time to breathe when he pulled back.  Garen fucked her with hard, deep strokes in counterpoint to Trey, while Val continued to firmly stroke her clit. 

“Now,” Trey growled suddenly, warning her that he was going to come.  She took a deep breath just before he rammed his cock down her throat so hard and deep she didn’t even have to swallow him.  At the same time, Garen slammed himself deep into her ass with a roar.  Lariah felt the two men pulsing into her, their seed flooding her at both ends as Val pinched her clit hard once more, sending her into an orgasm so intense she saw spots before her eyes.  She was still trembling from her climax when Garen withdrew from her.  Seconds later Val buried himself deep in her pussy with one long stroke.  Trey pulled his cock out of her throat so she could breathe, but she continued sucking on him as Val plunged in and out of her, faster and faster, until he was pounding into her so hard that without Trey in front of her to brace her she would have fallen forward.  Val reached down over her hip and gave her clit one short, sharp spank.  They both exploded, Lariah shoving herself back into Val as he came, bathing her womb with his hot seed. 

Trey withdrew from Lariah’s mouth and backed away before lowering her to the bed.  Val followed, not quite ready to withdraw from her.  He tucked her close against him then rolled to his side, her bottom cradled against him, still buried deep inside of her as they both tried to catch their breath. 

A few minutes later, after Garen, Val and Trey had inspected Lariah’s body, Garen lifted her into his arms.  Trey and Val hurried ahead of him into the bathroom, Trey pausing to get some fresh washcloths and the lemon scented wash Lariah preferred, Val reaching into a cabinet for some scented candles.  Now was a time for them to relax together, and the light herbal scent of the candles would help. 

The tub was quite large, easily big enough for all four of them, with bench seats set into each side.  It was sunken into the tile floor with steps leading down into it.  The tub was fitted with air jets, and a heater, so Val had filled the tub earlier and left the heater on to keep the water warm until they were ready to use it. 

Trey stepped down into the tub first, testing the water temperature before nodding to Garen.  Garen stepped in next, cradling Lariah in his arms, her face and body relaxed, eyes closed, a relaxed smile on her face.  Once Garen was settled with Lariah, Val stepped in and set the candles on a shelf behind the tub.  Trey gestured in the air and the lights dimmed, as Val gestured toward the candles.  The five candles lit at once with a soft popping sound, each wick instantly burning with a bright, yellow flame.

A harsh, breathless scream rent the air as Lariah’s body jack-knifed so hard and so suddenly that Garen never had a chance to grab hold of her.  She threw herself out of the tub, the whispery, strained shriek that was all her damaged larynx would allow, growing louder as she scrabbled across the hard tile floor on her hands and knees as fast as she could in a straight line away from them.  Garen, Val and Trey leapt out of the tub after her, all three of them seeing what was going to happen, but none of them fast enough to prevent it.  Mindless with terror, Lariah fled straight into the wall, slamming her head into it at full speed with a sickening crack.  Her body slumped to the floor in a heap. 

Garen scooped her up, clutching her close to his chest, his heart racing with fear unlike anything he’d ever known.  Val and Trey pressed close, their eyes wide with shock, panting slightly as adrenaline pumped through them.  They all felt the tremors that continued to run through Lariah’s body, causing her to jerk and shiver even though she was unconscious.  They were all so stunned that for long moments none of them could even think. 

Finally, Garen took several long deep breaths, trying to calm his body and clear his mind.  “Lights,” he snapped, his heart still slamming in his chest.  He breathed deeply again as Trey turned the lights up. 

Lariah’s face was white, making her soft red-gold freckles look bright and artificial.  Her brows were tense, her mouth in a tight line, her body still shivering, though the tremors appeared to be lessening.  Val brushed Lariah’s hair out of her face and lightly probed her scalp until he felt a large bump just past the hairline.  When he pulled his fingers away, they were wet with blood.