33. Wyatt
Wyatt
Amother fucking dragon!
I can turn into a giant, fire breathing, bad as all fuck, dragon.
I can feel it under my skin, like it's prowling through my blood, like it’s getting acquainted with my body and settling into my bones.
The guards release us early, cancelling today's lectures after keeping us out in the courtyard into the afternoon to supervise the several contestants that immediately shifted.
And that works great for me because I need a room with a locked door stat, and both my boyfriend and my girlfriend locked in there with me.
As soon as we’re back to my room, I’m instantly hard and overcome with a feral need to touch them both. They’ve both been driving me wild for hours and we’ve barely brushed skin after I kissed them in the middle of the quad.
The door isn’t even closed when I grab Tacita, making her squeal in surprise.
I lift her by her thighs and slam her into the closed wardrobe, my lips slamming down on hers and my tongue diving straight in.
Thankfully, she gets the memo and wraps herself around me, even goes as far as grinding her core against my aching erection as I tongue fuck her throat and shove my hands under her top, the need to feel her skin a burning instinct I have zero control over.
“Wyatt,” Tacita pants as I move from her mouth to her jaw, laying kisses and nipping along the curve of it towards her ear. I bite down on the lobe causing her hips to jerk again.
“Need you,” I tell her. “I need you now.”
There’s a shuffling sound behind me and I pull my lips away to look over my shoulder.
Milo is sat on my bed, legs crossed and staring at us.
His breathing has accelerated with his heartrate and my eyes linger on the growing bulge in his joggers as I scan his beautiful body.
How could I neglect my gorgeous, sweet boy?
Thankfully Tacita has quick reactions as I drop her and leap to the bed. Forcing Milo to his back, I pin him to the mattress with my full weight as I give him the same treatment I just gave my girl.
He opens his lips for me, but is more hesitant in meeting my assault.
Encouraging him with a groan, his hands run over the short strands of my hair as his tongue tangles with mine.
Leaning on one elbow so I can ease his legs open, I settle myself between his thighs and bring our bodies flush.
Grinding down on him, his hard cock rubs against mine through our joggers and he shivers underneath me, which only ignites the beast now living in my body with me.
Hands brush my back and lips find the back of my neck as Tacita joins in on this very adult puppy pile.
She tugs at my t-shirt, pushing it up my torso until I have to come to my knees to remove the item.
Twisting, I lean back further, grabbing her head and pulling her into another kiss.
Her hands come round my waist to palm my dick, her hand dipping inside my boxers.
This time it’s me convulsing as she strokes it in a hard grip, from base to tip.
“You’re experiencing the shifter heat,” she tells me. I don’t give a fuck what this is, all I know is that I don’t want her to stop touching my cock.
Milo must sign or something because she refuses my kiss this time, which irritates me, but I settle for her neck instead as she answers. “It’s a state of heightened emotion when you first get awakened. It’s not always lust but the Dragons are possessive beasts so this tracks.”
“I don’t care, I need you both naked right now,” I whine as Tacita runs her thumb over the head of my cock, smearing the precum leaking out of me already.
Milo sits up and discards his top, exposing his lithe chest. Moving a hand, I gently tug one of his pert nipples and lean down to kiss him as he gasps. Tacita moves away, taking her hand with her, causing me to whimper into Milo’s mouth.
“I’m just following your orders,” she chuckles.
Breaking the kiss, we both look to the space between the beds to see her stripping down for us.
When she notices we’ve stopped making out to watch, she adds a little more flare, popping her ass out as she removes the leggings she’s wearing and twisting her torso in a delicious tease as she strips her top and bra off in one.
“Fuck.” I lunge for her, getting my feet beneath me just in time to stop myself face planting the spare bed.
Gripping her face between my palms, I kiss her once more, tasting her rich autumnal scent and feeling the heat radiating off her naked flesh as she pushes her chest into mine.
“Milo, get behind her,” I bark, and move her round until her back is facing the bed.
Milo complies with my order, a grin tugging at those damn kissable lips of his. I lean over her shoulder and indeed kiss him again, but I keep it chased this time.
“What are you going to do to me?” Tacita purrs into my ear, dragging her nail up the line of my neck, goosebumps erupting over my skin.
I yank her underwear all the way down before kicking her legs wider. “Is she already wet for us, Sweetheart?”
Milo runs his hand down her back and over the curvaceous slope of her perfect arse. Her gasp tells me when his fingers have reached between her legs and found her core. His Adam's apple bobs as he swallows thickly and nods, his eyes darkening in lust.
Running my fingers down the front of her body, I slowly sweep over her navel, down the gentle swell of her lower belly and across the neatly trimmed hair of her pubic mound.
I discover Milo knuckles deep in our girl, slowly finger fucking her as her breathing accelerates, her hands linking around the back of my neck.
Pushing into her as well, only one finger to Milo’s two, her pussy tightens around our digits, and so wet she’s almost dripping.
The guttural moan she releases as her forehead drops to my shoulder is pure sin. I retract my finger, now coated with her natural lube and move it to her clit, circling the bundle of nerves to drive her insane.
My dick twitches between us, angry at still being confined. Using one hand, I rip my joggers and boxers down my hips, before kicking them off my body. My cock slaps against my stomach, leaving more precum on my skin.
“You’re still wearing too much as well,” I say to Milo and he retreats to rid himself of his clothes too. Before he steps back and resumes his task, I catch a glimpse of his hard cock and several ideas flash through my brain. I want both of them in every way possible.
“You’re thinking way too hard right now,” Tacita whispers against my skin. She’s right, I need to stop thinking and just feel. I need them to feel too.
Shifting around Tacita, breaking her hold on me, I move to put my lips on Milo once more. Gripping his shaft, I run my hand up and down his length a few times.
“Have you been touching yourself like I asked?” I softly ask him.
His hooded eyes can’t meet mine as he blushes, but he nods. Tacita has pulled from his grip as well to face us, eyes darting from me to him in confusion. “Have you been setting extracurricular activities that I don’t know about?”
“Our boy seemed curious about anal play,” I tell her. “He enjoyed my fingers so I showed him how to prepare himself. We’ve yet to work up to my cock.”
“Hhhmmm, fuck.” Mo Stór pulls her lip between her teeth, clearly liking that image. She puts her fingers under Milo’s chin to make him look at her. “Did you like it?”
He nods slowly.
“You want to be fucked?” she asks him, and even though we’re talking about him taking my cock, I wonder if she means by her as well. She’d certainly look fucking good in a strap on.
Milo nods again.
“Good boy,” I praise him, shelving my new fantasy for later, when we have access to toys. “Get on the bed.”
Milo complies, although I can tell his nerves are back in the hesitant way that he moves.
I give Tacita another kiss, unable to keep my hands off her when she’s a fucking goddess standing naked before me.
Grazing my knuckles over the soft swell of her breast and her pebbled nipple, it’s an effort to pull away.
But I manage to keep my goal in mind and break away to grab the lube from the drawer in the bedside table. I snagged it from one of the Officer’s bedrooms the other night when I was snooping for further clues on the files we were searching for.
Kneeling on the bed, I push Milo’s legs open and run my hand down his length and over the sensitive skin of his balls. His abs clench when I reach the skin underneath them.
“Relax,” I soothe, removing my hand so I can lube my fingers up.
Tacita, not one to be passive in any situation, drops to her knees beside the bed and wraps her hand around Milo’s dick, pumping it slowly.
Before I can resume my explorations of his body, she dips her head and takes the tip of him into her waiting, wet mouth. Milo’s eyes round out as they meet mine, causing me to chuckle.
“Let us see just how good we can make this for you, Sweetheart.” I tell him as I circle his hole with one slick finger.
Tacita and I work slowly, unravelling our boy increment by increment.
His breathing gets all messed up and the whimpers he rewards us with almost make me believe I could come completely untouched.
I normally pride myself on my ability to stave off my orgasm until I’m ready, but this time I daren’t even slowly stroke myself for fear this will be over for me before I get inside either one of them.
My girlfriend hasn’t restrained herself. From my vantage point, I can see her hand working between her thighs as she sucks Milo off. She doesn’t get herself all the way, her hand pausing when I can tell she’s teetering on the cliff, edging her body in delicious torment.
When I’ve worked up to three fingers inside Milo’s tight arse, my patience runs out. “Mo Stór, change places with Milo.”
“What’s your plan here?” Tacita asks as she eases off Milo’s dick.
“Our boy is going to lose his virginity, both of them,” I say like it had been obvious.