CHAPTER 12
She is by far the worst person to sleep next to.
Constantly wriggling and moving. I don’t know if it is her or the aftereffects of the Dragon heat.
Rolling over, I just get comfortable when she jams her feet into my back, clearly seeking the warmth of my skin.
I grunt before turning on my back. The movement of the blanket makes me get a waft of her scent and arousal before I hear Dragus chuckle, making me sit up and glare at him.
He puts his hands up in surrender and I can see Matitus passed out, dead to the world.
Elora moves again this time, chucking her leg over Matitus, a moan escaping her lips making me raise an eyebrow at Dragus, knowing he is meddling in her dreams. Matitus groans before rolling to face her, his eyes snapping open, before looking at me.
“What? Turn the lamp off,” he says before groaning when Elora grinds herself against him, making his eyes shift to her angelic sleeping face.
“Dragus stop it, she will be pissed off when she realizes,” Matitus snaps at Dragus.
Deciding to see her reaction, I run my hand up her thigh that’s draped over Matitus’s hip.
She shivers before pressing closer to Matitus, and I chuckle at her reaction and his.
Matitus freezes, and I move my hand over her hip again to her stomach.
My fingers brush over him, and I can feel his erection against the back of my hand.
“Silas, stop. You know I haven’t got as much control as you.
Please don’t tempt me,” he murmurs as she grinds her hips against him.
“Silas” he warns through gritted teeth. My gaze snaps to Dragus, who sits up and glances over Matitus shoulder, resting his chin on him. A devilish smile graces his face making me smirk back at him. Matitus groans as Dragus’s hand runs over his bare chest.
The bond is definitely kicking in. Elora, feeling his arousal, moans softly, her voice airy and breathless.
“Dragus, stop,” Matitus tells him. Dragus puts his hands in the air.
I watch his eyes glaze over as he steps out of her dreams. Only she still reacts, and I know it is because she can feel Matitus’s arousal flooding into her.
Matitus growls, pushing her on her back and kissing her.
Her eyes flutter open, and I watch her reaction, propping my elbow on the bed and resting my head on my hand.
He pulls back and she watches him. He smiles, lowering his face to hers, kissing her gently.
I feel my cock twitch in my pants at the sight of them.
Feel Matitus’s arousal and hers through him.
Elora wants him to touch her, but she also doesn’t, trying to deny her own urges.
Moving my hand, I grab her breast. Her gaze shifts to mine and I see the fear in her eyes before it disappears when Matitus kisses his mark on her neck.
Her eyes flutter closed as she moans, her lips parting.
I find myself lost in this image of her.
Leaning closer, I kiss her and her eyes instantly snap open.
They are wary of me. I slip my tongue between her lips, and she lets me; I hide my shock, kissing her deeper as she moans into my mouth, making me groan.
Matitus uses his knee to push her legs apart, moving in between them.
I grab her knee, draping her leg over my hip.
Running my hand up the inside of her thigh, she shivers under my touch, and I hear Matitus groan as she moves her hips against him.
His lips moving down her neck, he pushes her shirt up, revealing her breasts, taking one of them in his mouth.
The bed moves, and I look toward Dragus who moves in closer.
He grips her face, pulling her lips to his.
Moving my hand higher, my fingers brush her panties which I find wet with her arousal.
Matitus grinds his hips into her, and his hard cock bumps my fingers as I move them over the thin material.
She gasps, pulling her lips from Dragus and I softly move my fingers over her clit through her panties, making her moan.
Matitus bites down on her nipple and she cries out before he sucks it into his mouth.
My briefs become extremely tight and uncomfortable as my cock strains against the confines of my underwear.
I tug on the waistband of her panties, pulling them down slightly before slipping my hand between their bodies and pressing my fingers to her slit. She grinds herself against my hand as I slide my fingers down her slit.
“She’s so wet,” I groan before devouring her lips.
Her tongue brushes mine before I take control of the kiss, making her move her hips against my fingers.
Teasing her, moving them slowly before circling her clit.
Matitus groans loudly, his lips moving lower to her ribs as he nips and sucks on her skin.
Letting her lips go, Dragus pulls her face to his, kissing her, while I keep up my slow torture, until finally I slide my finger into her.
She hisses slightly, adjusting to the foreign feeling.
I slide my finger out and it is drenched in her juices before sliding in another.
She squirms and I can feel her body trying to stretch around them as her walls clamp down on them.
Matitus kisses her hip before I feel him tug on her panties.
Moving my hand, I let him peel them off her.
Elora’s heart rate increases, and her cheeks flush red. Dragus moves closer to her, pulling her other leg over his hip while I do the same. Her heart skips a beat and I see fear run through her as she pulls away from Dragus, eyeing Matitus warily.
“We won’t do anything you don’t want us to,” I tell her, gripping her chin and making her look at me.
She watches me for a few seconds but doesn’t pull away when I grip her leg, draping it over my hip again.
Matitus leans down, kissing her stomach and her eyes dart down to him as she squirms under his touch.
I run my fingers over her thigh, slipping them back in her, she moves adjusting herself as I slide them in and out not taking my eyes off her.
I don’t want to hurt her. I know we definitely won’t be able to fuck her, not now at least. She is too tight for us to just ram in her, even though I want nothing more than to sink my cock deep within her heat.
“Matitus just wants to taste you,” Dragus tells her, making her face turn to his. She doesn’t have time to answer when Dragus tongue slips into her mouth. I feel Matitus’s breath on my hand, making me slip my fingers from her. She jumps when he runs his tongue up her slit.