Dragon Storm (6 page)

He touched her grooves with his fingertips, teasing and taunting as he drew out the moment. Her gaze followed him, the anticipation growing.

At his first slap, her eyes fluttered closed as she made a little sobbing sound low in her throat. Her abdomen shuddered with ripples of passion. She liked it. The signs were all there.

Darius tapped her again, aiming around the hole that had held him so nicely minutes before. He would cover her entire pussy with little love taps before all was said and done. He had to time it right because she was very responsive. He wanted to see if he could make her come from tapping her pussy alone. He’d bet he could.

She got even wetter with his next smack, and he revised his plan. She was close to coming already. She was even more responsive than he’d thought. The next one ought to do it. He aimed for her clit.

When he tapped her clit, all hell broke loose. Josie came with a scream that shook the rafters, convulsing over his hard fingers as he rubbed her clit throughout it all. His hand rode her pussy, extending the orgasm. He crooned to her, lulling her senses as she climaxed at his command. He owned her.

As it should be between mates.

Before she could even catch her breath, he was on top of her, blanketing her with his massive body, his tangible strength, his masculine protection. He’d punished her in the most delectable way, but he’d also given her more than any man.

Darius thrust into her, his cock finding its home within her warm core. She never wanted him to leave. She wanted this feeling of connection with him, of belonging to him, of bringing him as much pleasure as he brought her. She wanted it forever. She wanted
him
forever.

And she’d have him, if she had anything to say about it.

She’d had a glorious orgasm, but he was still hard as a rock. She wrapped her legs around him and urged him on, grabbing his muscular ass and running her nails down his back. He gave her what she wanted—another hard, fast fuck. There would be time for slow and easy later.

“Give it to me, Darius. Give me all you’ve got.” She wanted him to feel the same unbelievable pleasure she’d just felt.

She got more than she bargained for. As he thrust into her, her senses exploded with a return of passion. She wouldn’t have believed it was possible if it wasn’t happening to her. Within minutes, she was nearing another peak of ecstasy.

“Stay with me, love.”

“Forever, Darius,” she promised as her senses spun out of control.

He joined her in a fast, tight orgasm that left her breathless and dizzy. She felt him coming, and her own explosion and then she faded away into blackness as the pleasure ebbed and flowed around her consciousness.

Chapter Three

Josie woke to motion and light. It was late afternoon judging by the angle of the sun in her bedroom, and Darius was inside her once more. All was right with the world.

He’d lifted her hips while she slept on her stomach, propping her up with a few pillows and spreading her legs. She helped him as he thrust within her, easing backward to meet his long, slow thrusts.

As soon as he realized she was awake, he seemed to catch fire. His thrusts became impatient and harsh, impolite and altogether enticing. His fingers bit into her hips, and she loved every sensation of him losing control.

She loved that she’d done this to him. Her desire rose hard and fast as it always seemed to do with this magical man. She felt as if this was all new. That
he
was new. Though she couldn’t explain what that even meant in her own mind. She only knew she wanted him and wanted to claim him as her own.

She pushed back against him, reveling in the feel of his cock thrusting heavily into her body. His balls pressed against her on every thrust, sending her higher. Within moments she was crying out, screaming as she came with him.

His come jetted into her channel, calming the intense need she’d felt for him and restoring her faith that he was, indeed, hers. Finally. She was finally able to breathe easy, secure in the knowledge that she’d taken his come, was transforming even as she lay there, into the woman she’d always been destined to become.

When he withdrew after long, almost-paralyzing moments of pleasure, she collapsed onto her stomach. He removed the pillows and scooped her into his arms, placing nibbling kisses along her neck and shoulder, making her feel precious to him. She felt the emotion coming from him and basked in the way she was already attuning to his emotions and needs. He spooned her from behind and she dozed, secure in his embrace.

When she woke only minutes later, judging by the sun angling through her bedroom blinds, he was asleep. She turned in his arms to look at him, and her breath caught at his perfection. He really was the most beautiful man she had ever seen. And he gave her the most beautiful orgasms she’d ever experienced. It was time she gave something back to him.

Reaching for him, she licked his cock like a lollipop, gratified when it sprang to attention almost right away. She looked up to find his eyes open, watching her.

She played with his balls, caressing him, learning him as she continued to suck until he’d achieved full size. He was impressive. She didn’t want to wait to have that giant cock inside her again, though this time the urgency that had driven her before was muted.

She could take her time once she got him inside her. Time to enjoy the ride.

Josie rose over him and positioned him just right as she sank down over his hard cock, pushing downward in one long, smooth, slow glide. She smiled at him as she straddled his thighs, taking him as deep as she possibly could, holding his gaze as she claimed him—body and soul.

She began to ride him. The time for truth had come.

“I am snowcat. What are you?”

“I’m not sure what you mean.”

She wasn’t fazed by his evasion. Most shifters were loath to reveal their true natures in this dangerous world.

“I share my soul with the Himalayan snowcat. With what creature do you coexist?”

His light green eyes widened as she rode him. She was getting through to him.

“I’m not sure what a snowcat is. We are dragon.”

His answer surprised her on several levels. First, there were no dragon shifters to her knowledge. There were ancient legends, of course, but no actual living dragons. At least according to her grandfather. He’d made it his life’s work to know such things. Second, he’d said
we
. Was that the proverbial royal
we
? Or was he somehow…

The bedroom door opened, and she turned to look at her lover—standing in the doorway. But he was beneath her, his cock buried deep in her pussy. She looked down at the mirror image of the man in the doorway, naked beneath her, and back again.

“Twins?” God help her, she wanted to feel outrage, but the cock inside her only made her want more. The idea of there being two of her perfect dream lovers was mind-boggling.

She looked from the one beneath her to the one in the doorway again. They were both wearing expressions of chagrin and worry. The one in the doorway had a fading red mark on his arm. He, then, was Darius.

She’d already fucked them both.

Sweet Mother of All.

“You took me from behind, didn’t you?” she asked the one beneath her.

He nodded. “Guilty as charged. You are quite a woman. I could not resist—or wait until you woke.” He had the grace to look embarrassed, but the majority of his expression was filled with teasing, sexy amusement. Why she found the sneaky bastard sexy, she had no idea.

“What’s your name?”

“Connor.”

Another strong name. She liked that one too.

“Do you know what you’ve done? Both of you?” She saw confusion on their faces and was glad for just a moment. Much would be decided by their reaction to her next words. “You mated me. Both of you. It shouldn’t be possible. Somehow, you are both my mate.” Relief etched both handsome faces, and it was her turn to be surprised. “Doesn’t that bother you?”

“Why should it?” Darius asked, walking into the room and sitting on the edge of the wide bed. He was close enough to touch, and her mouth watered at his nearness even with his brother’s cock wedged up high and tight inside her.

“We have always suspected if we found a woman one of us wanted as a mate, the other would too. To be honest, we are relieved such a woman exists. We feared spending the rest of our lives with only each other for company.”

“Then you believe I’m your mate too?” This was turning out better than she’d hoped. Although they hadn’t admitted what kind of shifters they were yet, they did understand about mating. She wouldn’t have to try to explain, which was a relief. “How can a three-partnered relationship work? It’s not normal.”

“It is where we come from. Two knights will often share a single wife. It is the way of dragons and their families.”

“Dragons. You said that before. There are no dragon shifters. My grandfather would know if any had survived. There are ancient legends, but that’s all.”

“I assure you, we are much more than legends. Perhaps we should demonstrate how this relationship might work.” Connor drew her downward so she was pressed to his chest.

He kissed her and only vaguely did she register the sounds of Darius’s leather pants dropping heavily to the floor. When the bed dipped, Connor let her up.

“Ride me, love.”

She tried to comply, but Darius distracted her with his hands. He cupped her breasts as his brother rose on his elbows to suck the nipples Darius held up for him. It was wicked. Sinful. And utterly delightful.

Four strong hands roamed her body, tweaked her nipples and rubbed her clit. Darius’s hands roamed farther, teasing her ass and the additional entrance between her cheeks. Would he take her there? Would they both fuck her at the same time? Her breath caught at the tantalizing idea.

“Have you ever been fucked here?” Darius bit down on her earlobe as he probed her ass. She nodded, unable to form words. “You have? Hey, Con, our girl has taken it up the ass before. Maybe we should try her together. What do you think?”

She moaned as Connor’s grip on her nipples increased. “I think we should. What do you think, sweetheart?”

“Oh!” she cried out as Darius slid one finger into her ass while his other hand teased her clit. Their deliberately provoking talk and teasing words only served to make her hotter.

“I think that’s a yes,” Darius teased as he penetrated farther. His fingers were wet with oil, and she looked down to see a familiar bottle lying on the bed. She’d last seen it on her bathroom shelf. The trickster had come prepared. They’d planned this all along.

She couldn’t find it within herself to be truly upset. This felt too damned good.

“Shh, puss.” Darius kept his mouth near her ear, whispering to her as he penetrated deeper with his finger. His brother was pumping up into her from below. She was too far gone to keep up any kind of rhythm. “We’ll just go this far for now. Con needs to come and you do too, but we’re going to take you together sometime very soon. Both of us. One in your pussy. One in your ass. You’ll like that, won’t you?”

“Yes.” She gasped as his finger slid all the way inside and began a rhythmic counterpoint to his twin’s thrusts in her pussy. She sobbed as she came with only a few more pulses. It was all too much. The pleasure overwhelmed her and swept her away on a tide of passion as Connor’s cock flooded her insides with his come.

Darius praised her in soft whispers at her ear as she came for them.

When it was over, Darius took care of her. He lay her down on the bed, tucking a blanket around her. At some point, both of the men cleaned her. She felt a return of pulsating sensation in her clit when they bathed her there, but not enough to penetrate the fog of sleep that had fallen over her.

She slept deeply, only to wake up at the sound of thunder.

Darius and Connor slept with her. One on either side of her. Night had fallen long before, and the storm that had been brewing all day was upon them. Rain pelted the cabin roof and lightning sent jagged slats of illumination through the blinds every few minutes.

Nights like these often made her fearful, but with Darius and Connor on either side of her, she felt safe. They were her mates. Her future and her past all rolled up into one. She would never be alone again as long as they lived.

The idea that they were somehow dragon shifters was something she’d have to see to believe. They were magical. She’d felt that from the beginning, when she’d only thought there was one of them. She’d have to get them back for that dirty trick someday. She couldn’t get the energy to be truly upset by it now. Her inner snowcat purred for them both. Wanted them both. Needed them both.

She didn’t understand it, but there were many things she didn’t fully understand about her beast. Her grandfather’s lessons were often too complicated for a girl who’d lived most of her life in the West. His talk of enlightenment and the various teachers and schools of thought in his religion had been dizzying for a teenager, suddenly thrust into a new life in a foreign land by the death of her mother.

Her father had died long before, leaving her to be raised by her mother. A French Canadian researcher, her mother had met her father on a trip to western China. They’d married long before he’d ever revealed his heritage. It wasn’t until Josie was born that the truth had come out. By then nothing could break the couple apart—except death.

When her father died, Josie’s mother went to America. Canadian by birth, she got a position as a university professor in Oregon and had raised her daughter as a suburban kid. When it came time for her first change, her mother had taken Josie to the mountains and had done her best to support her, but she didn’t really know much more than Josie had. She’d learned by trial and error.

It was only much later that Josie’s mother had confided her grandfather’s prediction that as a half-breed, Josie would likely never be able to shift. She’d proven him wrong. Not only could she shift, but the snowcat’s influence was strong in her soul.

When her mother died in a car crash, Josie’s grandfather had finally showed up to inspect her. A minor with no control over her own destiny, Josie had been obligated to go back to Tibet with him once he evaluated the strength of her snowcat.