Better Than Chocolate (8 page)

"No!” Rafael licked his suddenly dry lips and cleared his throat. “No, that's okay. You keep it."

Before tonight, he'd never even entertained the thought of being intimate with another man. Yet just minutes ago, he'd had his cock expertly sucked by a guy he'd only just met. And worse, he'd liked it.

No ... he'd loved it.

He scrubbed a hand over his face. His ever-attentive cock swelled, apparently more than ready for another round.

Silvana lifted the massive dildo up to her lips. She parted them and swirled the tip of her tongue around the mushroom tip.

Rafael's shaft pulsed. He leaned forward, enthralled, wishing it were his cock slipping between those gorgeous pink lips.

Hands grabbed his buttocks. Broad, powerful hands. Masculine hands.

Rafael's breath caught in his throat. Far from turning him off, the addition of a third lover—a male lover—compounded the excitement cascading through his system.

Silvana released the head of the dildo, which slipped from her mouth with a pop. A moment later, the aroma of chocolate tickled Rafael's nostrils.

She leaned forward and trailed the head of the toy along his bottom lip. “The incubi in your room called this an incubus cocktail.” The bulbous tip veered to his cheek. “Two men...” Down the column of his throat. “A woman...” Back up to his chin, only to settle on his bottom lip again. “And chocolate."

Rafael's heartbeat quickened. His shaft throbbed in agony. It took all his self-control to press his lips together and resist giving the perfectly-formed slit the tiniest of licks. “And this ... this is supposed to help me get rid of whatever's been happening?"

"Yep.” She rubbed the silky head back and forth along his tightly-closed mouth. “But I have a feeling you'll get much more out of the experience if you let yourself enjoy it too."

Rafael gritted his teeth. Frustration rose in his chest, causing his heartbeat to hammer against his ribcage. He pushed her hand away and grabbed her wrists before shoving her down on the bed. He was done being a victim of circumstance. Silvana was right. He would enjoy this encounter. Every moment of it.

God knew things like this didn't happen to him, and might never happen again. If an evil spirit had in fact managed to possess his body, he intended to get something out of it for himself.

He wanted Silvana. All of her. Body, soul, and heart.

Tonight, he'd settle for just having her body. Tomorrow ... he'd get to know her in the way she deserved. Slowly. By taking her out to dinner and a movie, like normal people—instead of invading her dreams and fucking her senseless.

First, though, they had a small incubus problem to attend to.

"You, me, chocolate and ... Paul? That's what it'll take to defeat this thing inside me?"

Silvana nodded. Paul remained silent, but his palms began to move in deliberate circles along the exposed flesh of Rafael's buttocks. When he parted the cheeks and slipped two fingers along the forbidden crevice, Rafael stifled an instinctive cry.

His cock surged forward and he thrust his hips, pinning Silvana down with his weight. “So what are we waiting for?"

She wriggled against the mattress, bringing the swollen folds of her pussy into contact with his shaft. Stroking her hands over his shoulders, she gazed deep into his eyes. “Just you, baby. Just you."

The sheer intensity of emotions swirling in her beautiful eyes nearly knocked the breath from Rafael's lungs. He lowered his head and claimed her mouth in a kiss sweeter than any he'd ever known. The aromatic flavor of chocolate seeped into his senses along with the musky taste of her arousal, which still lingered on his tongue.

He didn't want to pull away. The probing kiss turned long and feral, and what had begun as a mellow exploration quickly transformed into a wild embrace. Silvana's nails raked along the flesh of his back, while Rafael cupped her beautiful breasts, squeezing them together and pinching the taut buds of her nipples.

Their tongues met, twined, dueled. When Paul slipped the tip of a wet finger inside Rafael's tightly puckered back entrance, he was past protests. Past shame and confusion. He shoved his ass closer to Paul's hand in an undulating thrust.

Paul chuckled. “Easy there, big guy. I don't want to hurt you."

Silvana arched her back, bringing her pussy back into contact with his cock. Rafael's hands fell from her breasts to her ribs, then slipped behind her to grip her ass. She knew what he wanted without being asked, and instantly lifted her legs, bringing them up on either side of his hips.

His cock glided inside the creamy wetness of her folds, and a husky groan tore from his throat.

"Yesssssssss!” Silvana gave a low, sibilant hissing cry and arched deeper into the mattress.

The tip of Rafael's shaft slid inside her already soaked cunt. She clung to him with one hand while gripping the chocolate dildo like a lifeline in the other.

His body hummed with arousal. Despite having already come once just minutes earlier, his rock-solid cock felt ready to burst at the slightest provocation.

He got that provocation, times two.

Silvana angled her sweet pussy so he had only to give the smallest of hip motions and his rod would slip all the way inside her. Behind him, Paul coaxed his virgin passage open with two slick fingers. The twin sensations of penetrating and being penetrated nearly drove him out of his mind with frantic, unabashed lust.

Something shifted in his mind—a second presence he hadn't been aware of pounded against the inside of his skull. His vision fogged. Pain slammed into his temples.

Rafael gasped, but before he could make sense of what was happening to him, Paul nudged the wide bulb of his cockhead against the entrance he'd been so expertly taunting until that very moment. The other man's shaft was slick with a substance Rafael wasn't sure he could name. Saliva, maybe? He didn't think Paul had time to find lube, but in his lust-shrouded haze, he supposed anything was possible.

The moment the smooth, thick length began to fill his passage, all logical thoughts fled from Rafael's mind. He remained aware of the shadowy presence raging inside his skull, but it seemed dimmed now, distant. The pain lessened, too, replaced by an intense sensation in his ass that burrowed deep in his groin, tightening his balls and causing his rod to stiffen to unyielding steel.

He pumped in and out of Silvana's tight channel with small, rhythmic undulations of his hips. Paul did the same, slipping in a little farther each time, until rivulets of heat tingled in Rafael's ass.

The pleasure was unlike anything he'd ever imagined. It coursed through his veins, claiming him, possessing him. He arched back against the cock pummeling his ass, while at the same time thrusting forward, wanting to fill Silvana deeper, to hear her sweet, soft mewls of pleasure.

"Rafael ... Rafael ... Rafael..."

She chanted his name in silvery lilting tones sprinkled with gasps of passion. He didn't think he'd ever heard a more arousing sound.

Paul dug his fingernails into Rafael's hips and impaled the full length of his shaft inside his ass. Rafael moaned and rocked his head back. Molten desire strummed his body like a guitar, filling his cock to near bursting.

The pressure inside his mind heightened again, gathering behind his eyes. His vision went dark, but it didn't matter, because he could still imagine Silvana's curvy body writhing beneath him, her glistening pink lips mouthing his name.

He parted his own lips intending to kiss her again, but before he could lower his head, something rigid and smooth slipped along his tongue.

The flavor of chocolate slammed into his senses. Not thinking this time, he wrapped his lips around the dildo and gave it a long, thorough suck. His cheeks hollowed as the bulbous tip nudged the back of his throat. More chocolate melted in his mouth, but the dildo remained surprisingly rigid as he channeled all the raw need pouring through his body into the thick shaft.

Paul's large hands held him steady as the other man pumped his rod in and out of his ass. Pressure built in Rafael's balls, nudging them closer to the base of his shaft.

Silvana's pussy clenched around him, her inner walls heavy and moist, milking him. He brought his hand between them and found the pebbled nub of her clit. He had only to press his thumb to the sensitive bundle of nerve endings and Silvana shattered, her silvery cry filling the room with the sound of ecstasy.

Her climax set off ripples of bliss in his own body. With the chocolate rod filling his mouth and Paul's cock filling his ass, Rafael gave a shudder of deep contentment and let himself tumble into the wrenching surge of erotic ecstasy.

A scream bellowed in his mind. It sounded like his voice, and yet it wasn't. Someone else shrieked as Rafael's cock shuddered in the midst of release. Warm, sticky fluid jetted in thick spurts inside Silvana's channel.

Rafael kept his eyes tightly closed, cresting the wave of euphoria. Behind him, Paul stiffened and came with a guttural cry.

Raw, scathing emotions welled up inside Rafael. Some were clearly his own. Others, he didn't recognize, like the dark despair and a hunger so potent it made his stomach clench in ravenous need. The flurry of sensation built and built inside his heart, his mind, his groin. He held on to Silvana like a lifeline while the remnants of his cum trickled into her. All the while the strange emotions threatened to break him open.

Abruptly, his teeth clenched together as the dildo melted into a pool of liquid pleasure on his tongue. The taste of chocolate flooded his mouth one last time, and then he was flying, hurtling through the air, cruelly ripped from Silvana's sweet body and even the comforting presence of Paul's cock.

He tumbled for what seemed like forever, but in reality must have only been a split second. The landing, a harsh drop against the hardwood floor, knocked the breath from his lungs.

In the same instant, clarity returned.

The dark, overwhelming pressure inside his skull eased on a whispered sigh. The myriad emotions clawing at his chest vanished, leaving only his own satiation to flood the rest of his body.

His sight returned, too, though for a moment, he was once again certain he was dreaming.

Before him, splayed out on the king-sized bed, with its tail coiling all the way down to the kitchen, lay a dragon.

A beautiful green dragon with silver eyes nearly eclipsed by dark long lashes. As he watched, the creature ducked its head. Its eyelids drifted closed and a large, glistening tear plopped on the wrinkled sheet beneath its elongated jaw.

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Just like a fairy godmother. Gift a girl a gift and take it away with both hands, while leaving the girl humiliated and alone. She should have known better. Madam Periwinkle's chocolate dildo might have saved her sanity, but it ruined her only chance at happiness with the one man she wanted more than she'd ever wanted anyone in her six centuries of existence.

She snorted, and a plume of gray smoke drifted from her giant nostrils. God, she was hideous. If Rafael had any sense at all, he'd be running in horror right about now. Keeping her eyes squeezed tightly shut, Silvana waited for the sound of a slamming door. Or a shattering window, if he was that desperate.

When neither came, she risked a glance by slitting one eye open.

Rafael was on his feet. Good. The sooner he left, the sooner she could put all this behind her and get a good night's sleep.

He took a tentative step forward. Then another. Panic rose in Silvana's throat. What was he doing?

Between the lingering aftershocks of her massive orgasm and the terror of shifting in mid-release when she'd expected the magical dildo to protect her, it was impossible for Silvana to gather any control over the beast. Transforming back into human form while her emotions were in such tempestuous turmoil would be impossible.

"You're..."

Hideous. Huge. Revolting
. She knew. She didn't need to hear it. Snorting another plume of smoke, she opened her mouth. Maybe scorching him to a pile of ash would make him keep his mouth shut.

"Stunning."

Her teeth snapped together. Stunning? In a good way?

"Told you so,” Paul said.

Silvana started. She'd forgotten he was still in the room.

She swiveled her head in his direction. Damn dragon still maintained his human form.

Rafael came closer yet. He reached out a hand, and with a caress so gentle she wasn't sure he'd touched her at all, he ran the tips of his fingers along her nose.

The moment his hand made contact with her scales, the beast receded. The transformation came swiftly and inexplicably. It left her huddled in her human form with her knees pulled up against her chest, likely looking as bewildered as she felt.

Rafael drew back as if he'd been burned. “I'm sorry. Shit, Sil. I didn't know. I didn't mean to—"

She forced a chuckle past the lump in her throat. “Neither did I. No one else has been able to do that.” She'd used all of her increased dragon strength to toss him as far away from her as she could when the transformation began. He hadn't touched her after the initial ripples of change. She hadn't let him.

God, could transforming back after an unexpected shift really be that simple? And if it was, could they learn to prevent it from happening altogether?

"There, see?” Paul said, grabbing for his jeans. “All's well that ends well.” He dressed quickly and winked at Rafael. “Thanks for the fun."

A deep blush stained Rafael's mocha-colored skin, and Silvana had to stifle a smile.

"Yeah. Uhh ... right back at you."

Paul inclined his head in a farewell gesture and headed for the door. Just before walking out, he turned back to Silvana. “You'll tell your mother—"

"That you were a perfect gentleman and we had a lovely time."

He grinned. “Make sure to let her know I asked you out again."

She quirked an eyebrow. “You did?"

"Well, both of you."

Before either Silvana or Rafael could answer, Paul slipped out into the hallway and pulled the door shut behind him.