Chapter 17 History #2
But I know, even as our Ouroboros braids throughout the Void and the physical world now, that this isn’t even a fraction of what could happen between us.
This is just the beginning, as all our dragon-powers suddenly meld together into a towering inferno of heat and light, passion and darkness, insane as we come together.
We thrust and growl, and cry out now from hands all over bodies, and mouths just as needful as hands. We surge, we thrust, we fuck; Strom has got his long fingers digging up inside me now in just the right exact spot, as he flicks my g-spot over and over, merciless.
Mikkel devours my breast with his mouth now as Strom devours my kiss; I cry out into Strom’s lips, thrusting and shuddering as I have a hard time holding on to Bjorn’s balls now, to stroke them.
Baldur is working Bjorn’s cock like a madman with his mouth; he takes over for me now with his hands, as he works Bjorn masterfully. He’s got my big First Drake crying out and shuddering to his bones as he thrusts up from the bed now into Baldur’s mouth.
Still, my Fourth Drake deep-throats him. I don’t even know how Baldur’s breathing right now, but I don’t care, as we all rut, gyrate, and fuck.
Strom and Mikkel have their hands latched upon each other’s cocks; as Strom hits that right spot inside me yet again, flicking his fingers across it mercilessly this time, I’m gone.
As my inner dragons roar, heaving up fast into their united Bloodwalker power, I come. It sweeps Bjorn; he roars as he comes, too, from Strom and Mikkel’s attentions upon me, not to mention Baldur’s masterful attentions upon him.
Strom and Mikkel are a split-second behind, as they both cry out and orgasm, too. Even Baldur gasps, coming as we all do, though no one was touching him. He simply has that much control over his energy to make himself come.
Anytime, anyplace.
We spiral up into that masterful dragon-knot in the skies as everybody comes. I feel the incredible amalgamation of our five magics burst from us in a towering shockwave now—exploding that every-color auric fire out all around us as we climax.
That auric blaze seethes through the room in a wildfire, even as it explodes up into the Void.
I feel it punch right through the Veil, hammering the stars with our power; even though it can’t quite break the black curse that still lies around me in the Void, I feel the black veil bulge outward now, stretching like a bomb has gone off inside it.
Because one has, as we all heave hard breaths now, crying out and writhing, lost in the ecstasy of what we’ve just done. And this is only the beginning, as Baldur pulls away from Bjorn’s cock finally and laughs, bright and beautiful as his energy blazes through the entire Void.
It’s cosmic, as Baldur’s curses from the Black Dragon suddenly rush back—completely. I feel it, as the Usurper’s curses are banished from Baldur’s flesh; as his towering, cosmic might rushes back in full now, he blazes like stars falling from the sky as everything in him celebrates.
Without warning, Baldur rushes up into his towering sky- and midnight-blue drake upon the bed. He shatters the bed’s canopy as his gargantuan body erupts out around us everywhere, his massive talons punching through the mattress, right down into the floor below.
It’s a miracle he’s not crushed any of us as he surges up into his insanely beautiful cosmic drake. But I feel how even lost inside his dragon’s shift, Baldur is aware of all of us and how precious we are to him.
He trumpets his glory to the skies, incredible.
Then he settles down in an obliterated rush—fast asleep.
Baldur is still in dragon-form as he passes out on us. It’s a natural sleep now, though, rather than a healing stasis; as I put a hand on his massive foreleg, curled around all of us still in human form upon the mangled bed, I feel how his energy thrums again, complete.
The contented smile upon his blue and white scaled lips is everything, as he curls possessively around us in his sleep. Because we’re like gold to him; I feel how he guards us in dreams now, like his treasure-hoard, as he moves his big, elegant head.
Snuggling it right between me and Bjorn, as we heave deep breaths, shuddering with aftershocks upon the bed.
“Crazy fucker.” Bjorn laughs; and it’s everything I love, as he strokes Baldur’s scaled cheek, tender.
Because I’ve never felt this kind of tenderness in Bjorn before, for anyone but me; as my heart soars, a beautiful triumph filling me, I kiss Baldur’s scaled muzzle, then scootch under him so I can be with Bjorn.
Bjorn snugs me to him, pulling me to his rock-solid nakedness on the bed. Mikkel and Strom are heaving hard breaths, recovering on the other side of Baldur as I cuddle in next to Bjorn.
Palming my ass as he hauls me half-over him, Bjorn kisses me, deep. The contentment that fills him is everything; a smile beams all through my heart, into the ancient skies as our kiss becomes gentle, just a sweet press of lips.
I feel Mikkel and Strom doing the same thing on the other side of Baldur.
With a contented growl in his sleep, Baldur nuzzles his head against us, smiling more as his entire body tightens around us.
Gargantuan for a Blood Dragon, Baldur’s half-draped over the ruined bed, the rest of him sprawling through the room.
I break my kiss with Bjorn, then roll over enough so I can kiss Baldur’s scaled cheek.
“Thank you,” I whisper, as everything feels so right inside our bond.
He smiles more, shifting in slumber as if he heard me. Curses are nowhere on his magnificent blue and white dragon now, as we all cuddle on the bed, recovering.
Bjorn cinches me close, and I sigh. Pushing up from beside Baldur’s enormous head, Mikkel and Strom step over his neck now, laying down beside us.
Baldur changes position, coiling his entire body and neck around us all now, forming his own Ouroboros around us as he covers his nose with his tail like a cat.
Bjorn rolls me so I’m in the middle of our cuddle; his big back presses up against Baldur’s neck as I hear Bjorn’s deep, releasing sigh.
Strom is before me, Mikkel curled around him. As he kisses me, Strom grips my hip, pulling us close.
“Not so bad, for our first time fucking all together, huh?” He smiles at my lips, nuzzling my nose.
“Not so bad at all…” I sigh as I smile back.
Then drift off to sleep, spent.