Free Dragon's Desire by Delilah Devlin Page B

the moment Drago pierced Angela’s innocence. He’d felt it in his fingertips as he’d played with her nipples. That had been the moment that bound them, irreversibly together. And he couldn’t be sorry. Not when it felt so damn good.

    Drago didn’t dare move. Wet hands slicked up and down his cock as Angela suckled him with her strong mouth. His ass burned from the thick shaft tunneling deeper inside. The aroma of their woman’s sex, a smelter of her arousal, and his and Guy’s come, was a powerful aphrodisiac. His tongue laved her sex up and down, then drove it into her pussy, while he angled his chin to abrade her rigid clit.
    Guy’s deep thrusts quickened, burning him inside, tightening his balls until they felt hard as stones and his engorged cock felt ready to split in two. But he wasn’t coming without Angel. He went down on his elbows, slid his hands beneath her and wrapped his fingers around so that he parted her then stroked her tender pink flesh and entered her as his mouth latched around her distended clit.
    She shouted around his cock, but he shoved it deeper, tapping the back of her throat until she eased her jaws and took him deeper still.
    Then sure that her pleasure was expanding, he concentrated on the sensations of Guy pounding against his buttocks, his searing cock thrusting deep.
    When small fingers wrapped around his balls and stroked, he was done. With one thrust, he spilled his seed into Angela’s throat and suctioned hard on her clit until she vibrated, hips pumping, thighs trembling.
    Guy shouted and drove deep, holding still inside him as he came, then slowly withdrawing. Drago pushed up on his arms to let Angela disengage and escape. Then he fell to the mattress, exhausted, too weak to think about what had happened, but...happy.
    A body snuggled against his side. He peeked at Angela whose lazy smile matched his own. Then Guy wedged in to his other side and draped an arm over his body. Trapped between his two lovers, Drago closed his eyes, ready to sleep and dream dreams free of a haunted past.

    Angela leaned on an elbow to peer at Guy whose gaze narrowed. “Not mad at me, are you?”
    He grunted, but the corners of his lips curled upward. “Don’t think you can lead us.”
    “Yeah, yeah. Only because it was my first time, right?” She smiled, unable to contain her glee. “I’m not tired—or the least bit sore...”
    His eyes widened. A sparkle gleamed in his blue eyes. “I’d say that’s unfortunate, because I really should bathe before—”
    With a gasp, she sat upright. “A bath! And food. Then—”
    Drago groaned, rolled to his side, and grabbed her. She gave a squeal as he sat up then planted her atop his waist. “I don’t need a bath, but I do need for you to do most of the work.”
    Angela reached behind and fondled his cock. “It’s convenient, isn’t it? That I have two of these to play with?”
    The men shared baleful glances then began to laugh.
    As she worked, hands tugging and squeezing until Drago’s erection seemed stiff enough to do the trick, she thought that maybe, she should pace herself. They did have an eternity to pleasure each other. “Do you think we’ll travel soon?” she asked as she rose to slide her dragon’s cock inside her. Gliding down, she sighed, “I’d like to see a bit of the world.”
    Drago tweaked a tender nipple. “Guy, we’ll have to spell each other to keep this one satisfied.”
    With Guy’s hands guiding her up and down—when had he moved?—she closed her eyes and dreamed of all the wonders she’d see. “Do you think the dragon might come out to play—once in a while?”
    “Liked its tongue, did you?” drawled Drago.
    “I want to ride its back. Up to the clouds.”
    “Sounds exhausting.”
    She blinked open her eyes to find him grinning. “I should pace myself, shouldn’t I?”
    Guy hugged her from behind. “Maybe she’s ready for both of us, Drago. I don’t know how else we’ll ever get some