Chapter 29
TWENTY NINE
Jen
I spot the tall, handsome dragon sitting at the bar as soon as we step through the door. Adam’s hand tightens on my waist, and I know he’s spotted Astor too.
He’s twice as attractive in person; his flame red hair highlighting the dark horns that curl up from his head and the strong nose and proud features that somehow fit.
He lifts his glass in greeting as we approach, giving us a sort of half-wave around his whiskey.
Adam’s hand never leaves the small of my back as we move through the crowded bar.
Business really has picked up at the Night Shift since the owners banned the shifter pack who had been hanging around giving the place a bad reputation.
Turns out the local vampire coven attracts a much more civilized crowd—who’d have thought?
When we get close, Astor stands, setting down his drink. “Jen, Adam. So nice to meet you. Jen, do you mind if I give you a kiss?”
I don’t need to check with Adam because the second Astor says this, my boyfriend’s hand strays to my ass, and I have to hold back my smirk imagining the look of excitement on his face.
I lean up, allowing Astor to bend and kiss my cheek in a gesture that’s perfectly polite, but also lingering and flirtatious at the same time. As he straightens, his voice is a low purr in my ear. “I am so glad you gave me a second chance.”
“She’s pretty generous with second chances.” Adam pulls out a stool for me and we sit.
I give him a little smile of appreciation. “In my experience, second chances are worth it.”
Astor chuckles. “Sounds like there’s a story there, and I would love to hear it. Can I get you both a drink?”
After an hour of easy conversation all our glasses are empty, and Adam’s hand slides over my thigh teasingly.
“Can I just say that this is already a hundred times better than our first attempt at doing this?” I tell Astor. “I’ve had a really good time.”
“I’m so glad. So have I. I’d be very happy to get another round, but if you prefer to take this some place more private…” He lets the thought trail off into a question, pausing to look between me and Adam.
Between my thighs I’m wet and tingly and very much in danger of making a mess of the tight dress I wore with no underwear. Yeah, that might have been a mistake. Only I couldn’t resist when I told Adam and saw the look on his face.
But there’s also a slight flutter low in my belly, and I can’t tell if that is excitement or nerves. Perhaps it’s both. “I want to, but…”
“We stop when you say the word, Jen. If you feel at all uncomfortable, there’s no pressure to do anything.” I believe Astor when he says this in his low, serious tone.
“You’re sure you’re fine with Adam being there the whole time?”
Astor grins. “That’s part of the fun for me.”
I look around at Adam, finding his gaze fixed on me, mouth curved into a hungry grin. “You know what I think. This whole thing is so fucking hot. Good thing I don’t have to worry about hiding anything.”
Astor’s brow lifts, and I grin. “There are some things we should probably tell you about the whole zombie thing.”
“Then we’re doing this?” asks Adam.
“We’re doing this.”
The hotel room is fancy. You can tell by the number of pillows on the bed. We agreed that it would be best to book a room rather than bring anyone back to our flat.
Walking into the beautiful room with two handsome guys makes me feel like some kind of celebrity.
Adam drops to one knee to untie the straps of my shoes and pull them off my feet one by one. As he does, his hands run up and down my legs sensually, like he could just do that forever.
Astor steps close to me, unbuttoning his shirt and watching. “Can I touch you, Jen?”
When I nod, his hands slide over my shoulders, pushing aside my hair. Then he leans down and brushes a soft kiss to the nape of my neck. “You’re so very beautiful.”
I shiver.
“Adam is a lucky monster.”
“Sure am.” Adam pushes the flats of his hands up my thighs, lifting the hem of my dress, pushing it higher until it skims my bare pussy. “Can I show him?”
In answer, I lift my arms to let him pull the tight, stretchy fabric over my head, leaving me in only the black bra I wore underneath. My nipples feel tight and achy, and when Adam tosses the dress aside and reaches up to cup them and run his thumbs across their taut surface, I moan.
Astor’s hot breath teases over my skin as he kisses my neck, making a trail up to nip at my earlobe. My senses are on fire with two sets of attention focused on me, and I hardly know what to focus on.
Astor places his hands on my waist to turn me toward him. “Let me look at you.”
I obey, and Adam takes the opportunity to unfasten my bra, sliding the straps over my shoulders until I’m naked. Completely exposed to them. It is such a sensual moment. The feeling of the light breeze on my bare skin while the two of them are still clothed.
Astor’s shirt is unbuttoned at the front, revealing a strip of deep purple skin.
As he pulls it off and reveals his body, I have to take a moment to stare at the rippled definition of his muscles.
I’m not sure I’ll ever be as attracted to anyone as I am to Adam, but the tall dragon comes close.
His form is powerful, and the unusual color of his skin—scales?
—draws the eye down to the deep-cut V of his lower abdomen.
He grins as he reaches for his belt. “I want to watch him get you ready for me.”
His words have an instant effect on my pussy. I press my thighs together, but I don’t have any longer than that to react. Adam tosses me over his shoulder and smacks my ass. “With pleasure.”
When he drops me on the bed, he spreads my thighs with a hungry growl, and a moment later he’s devouring me. Using a thumb to part my labia, he licks right at the base of my clit, and I gasp.
Astor strides to the side of the bed, completely naked, and from my position on my back I get my first look at him. My mouth drops open, and I must make a sound of astonishment because Adam lifts his head to look.
He curses and his hands tighten on my thighs. “Holy fuck.”
Astor chuckles. “I suppose there are a couple of things I should have mentioned about the whole dragon thing.”
The whole—
“Oh my god,” I gasp. “You have two!”
“Will that be a problem, Jen?”
My pussy squeezes, but my throat feels dry. “Ah… how do I—where do they go?” It’s been a very long time since I’ve done anything in the backdoor.
Astor grins. “It’s easy enough to give you just one if that’s all you can take. I find the other can be almost as much fun on the outside as on the inside, but if you can manage it, they can both go in your pussy.”
“She can manage.” Adam’s voice is raw with hunger, and I turn to stare at him.
“Speak for yourself.”
“You just wait, Jen. We’ll make them fit.”
And oh, fuck, why is that so hot? Adam laughs against my pussy as he goes back to work, and I feel the trickle of moisture escape me.
Astor leans over me. “Would you like to lick them?”
His cocks are covered in firm ridges. On my tongue they feel smooth and bony, not at all sharp like I was worried they might. He lets out a groan as I open wider, letting my lips and tongue caress him as he draws the shaft of the lower cock back and forth across my mouth.
“That’s it, Jen. Feel how much I want you. I’ve been hard since I caught your scent at the bar.”
“So have I,” murmurs Adam.
I moan as he slips two fingers inside me, quickly finding a spot that makes me arch off the bed. Then Astor feeds me his cocks one at a time, and my mouth is busy for a while.
I’m hovering on the edge of one of Adam’s mind-blowing orgasms when he stops, giving my pussy a final open-mouthed kiss. “All yours, my friend. Enjoy her.”
I protest when he backs away to take a seat beside the bed, but a moment later, Astor positions himself between my legs, and my focus jumps to the two enormous dicks he fists and brings to my sopping wet pussy.
He must have rolled on condoms while Adam distracted me because both are sheathed safely. “You ready, Jen?” he asks me softly.
I nod.
There’s a stretch as he slips the flared head of one cock inside me, but as soon as he pushes far enough, the upper cock slides across my clit, and I moan at the feeling.
“There you go.” He smiles at me. “I told you they’d feel good, didn’t I?”
“Oh god.” He moves a little, pulling back and nudging inside, and I have to bite my lip to keep from making a very embarrassing noise.
“You look so fucking hot, babe,” Adam calls to me. “Don’t hold back now. You make as much noise as you want.”
“I agree.” Astor leans in to give me a deep stroke of his lower cock. “Let me hear you.”
I don’t know what comes over me then. I’m never normally noisy, especially with someone new, but the way they bounce off each other as if competing for who can say the nastiest thing to me about how sweet and tight my pussy is and how good I look speared on a fat dragon cock drives me wild.
Astor lifts my legs until my knees are somewhere beside my ears and gives it to me in long, deep thrusts. Soon my toes are curling, and I’ve got two giant fistfuls of the bedding, wailing fit to scare all the other people in the hotel. God, I hope these walls are thick.
Adam sits forward, gripping the arms of the chair with white-knuckled fists. “Play with her clit. You’ve got to rub it nice and hard to make her cum.”
Without hesitation, Astor spits on his hand and brings it between us. The volume of my moan increases as he finds the right spot and just the right pressure.
“There you go,” he growls. “Going to give your man a good show and take both my cocks?”
Oh god, I want to. I nod.
Astor pulls out, beckoning to Adam. “Get over here.”
He has Adam lie on the bed, holding me in his arms while he bends me over and fits both cocks to my entrance.
Adam strokes my hair from my face. His body is tense with excitement under me. His eyes alight with admiration. “You gonna do it, Jen? You’ve got this.”
“Yeah.”
“Yeah you are,” he growls. Then he reaches between us to rub at my clit while Astor pushes forward.
I breathe out, pushing back against the huge invasion of two cocks at once, and suddenly I have them. Astor pushes all the way inside, and my body seizes at the pressure of both of them stretching me out, filling me up impossibly full.
When he’s seated all the way to the base of them both, Astor pauses, stroking my back.
Adam strokes my hair and whispers in my ear. “You’re the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.”
Then Astor starts to move, and sandwiched between them both, I kind of lose myself.
I’m still there physically. I can’t forget the way Astor drags pleasure from my body in great pulses that overtake my sense.
But my mind is floating somewhere far away.
Somewhere dreamy and warm where I’m held and loved and adored.
I feel like a goddess.
My orgasm takes me by surprise, which never happens. But, all of a sudden, my body tightens. I shake in Adam’s arms and liquid gushes from me in a wet rush as the bliss rolls over me, stealing my breath, making me gasp incoherent words.
When it’s over, Astor slows. I feel him twitch inside me.
“Squirted all over your cocks, didn’t she?” Adam breathes in awe.
“She certainly did. You are a very lucky guy.”
“You can say that again.”
Astor’s hands tighten on my hips. “I can’t hold on much longer. Where should I cum?”
“On her tits. Fuck, please let him cum on your tits, babe.”
I laugh, still giddy from the orgasm which ripped through me. “Sure.”
We reposition so I’m kneeling on the floor in front of Adam while Astor stands above me, drawing off the condoms and fisting his enormous cocks.
Their heads gleam with beaded moisture, glowing an angry deep red.
Then he starts to pump them, and I squeeze my breasts together, watching in fascination as he uses two hands to press them together and milk them both at the same time.
“You’re a good fucking girl taking them both inside you.” He grunts. His hips jerk. “I hope you let me fuck you again because that sweet little cunt of yours is heaven.”
My pussy gives a feeble flutter, and I grin.
Then he jerks them fast, exploding in a spurt like liquid magma. The red cum spills onto my breasts and drips between them and down my belly.
Adam curses and gets out his phone. “If I ever have any trouble getting hard ever again, I’ve found the cure. Fuck me, that was something else.”
Overcome for a moment, I climb into his arms, forgetting about the sticky mess on my chest. He doesn’t seem to care. Adam holds me close, lifting his chin for a passionate kiss, hand on the back of my neck, making sure I can’t get away.
When we finally stop kissing, I turn to see Astor watching us with a grin. “You two have something special.”
“Yeah,” I agree. “I’m pretty sure right now I’m the luckiest girl in the world.”
THE END