Three men wanted me?
Fuck it, I was game.
I'd been alone so long in this lonely, terrible fucking world that I deserved to throw my doubts to the side and take whatever it was that I wanted. And, being completely honest with myself? What I wanted was to be wild.
Maybe just for a little bit.
Maybe for a hell of a lot longer than that.
I helped Iyadre with my shirt, throwing it into the darkness of the cavern behind us. Eskal and Iyadre both went for my breasts at the same time and a brief, snapping fight ensued over them. I pushed their heads away, maintaining control, and drew Nariti in instead. Let them wait if they couldn't maintain their composure. And Nariti was happy to nestle against my chest and tweak what lay beyond the pale pink bra cup that covered my chest.
"If you two can behave, you're welcome to join him," I said, my brows raised at Eskal and Iyadre.
Cowed for now, their eyes shining with promised rebellion, they joined Iyadre and I once again.
And I caught the look Vadriq was giving to the three of us. Hate simmered in his gaze, though once he saw me looking, he immediately turned his attention back to the sleeping whelp. I placed a hand on Eskal's head and whispered to him, "Should I invite him over? What do I do with him by dragon customs?"
"It isn't about being a dragon or not," Eskal hissed back at me. "Invite him, if you want him. Show him that you are interested in him and he will come as quickly as he can."
Well, I had a good idea of how to do that. I drew away from the men, topless but somehow still holding on to my pants. Over I went to Vadriq, the fire bathing me in the last remaining light in the area. Night had fallen quickly for summer, which suggested another storm was on its way.
"I'd like to have a word with you," I told him.
He looked up at me and raised his brows, but his eyes didn't linger on mine. No, they roved the whole of my form, raking over every inch of exposed skin like the hungry, predatory monster that he was deep within. I reached out to him and offered my hand, palm up, as you would to a dog to sniff. I wasn't the most experienced person when it came to animals, but I had a guess or two that had worked so far.
Vadriq placed his palm in mine. I drew him up to his feet and took him back to the others, sitting him down. Then I sank back to the ground with them and, imperiously, snapped my fingers in the air.
They tore me apart on the floor of the cave.
And I loved it.
Eskal ripped my pants free of my body and I only hoped I wouldn't have to sew another button at the top; I wasn't much of a seamstress. The underwear went with it, torn from one thigh and chucked away from me. Naked as they were, it was an adjustment for me to be something of the same.
There was nothing gentle or pretty in the world, and nothing gentle or pretty about the dragons. I gasped as claws, teeth, and sharp-nailed hands left scratches along my sides, my chest, my ass. It wasn't submission; I'd asked for this, and they were giving it to me.
I wasn't surprised when I saw Eskal at the bottom of my hips, grabbing either side of me and looming over me. He gave me a second to say no, but the thought wasn't in my mind. I wanted this, had wanted this sort of attention for longer than I'd realized. Maybe it had been part of the reason why I'd volunteered to help them with the eggs in the first place.
It felt so right. I belonged in the cave, under the stars with these monsters. I dragged Iyadre down for a kiss, one that tasted of smoke and sweetness, and moaned against his lips as an excited new sensation drove its way into me.
There were no books, no stories, no papers that prepared me to take a dragon shifter's ribbed cock. I arched off the floor, but Nariti's hands forced me back down, one locking around my throat. I snarled at him, slapping the hand away and glared knives at him. He hunkered back, eyes wide and pleading, slitted as they were in dragon form, before he crept forward, clearly looking to make peace with me once again.
I accepted it, because he looked so sweet. He kissed the soft curve of my upper belly, just where my sternum ended, and I thought my nipples might pop right off my chest. They'd never been so hard, so tortured, and when he saw that they were alone, he wrapped that forked draconic tongue around one and drew it into his mouth.
A growl drew my attention back to Eskal. His gaze was full of rage, frustration, passion. Was he angry I was ignoring him? Good. all the better. I smirked at him and drew Vadriq down instead, kissing him full in front of his lover. No, his former lover. I was laying claim to Vadriq right in front of him and he knew it. I nestled the beta dragon as Eskal snapped a thrust into me that scraped my g-spot.
It was enough to make me see stars, but not enough to make me pay direct attention to him. He was like a spoiled child, angry that he wasn't getting his own way. What better time for him to learn that wasn't going
