“That just got you warmed up didn’t it?” Scorch stood up and held her against his large body. Nuzzling her neck his whispered against her ear, “Why don’t you ask Griffin what he has planned for you.”
Chrysta grinned at the playfulness. Any insecurity she might harbor couldn’t survive under the intensity of how they made her feel. “What do you have for me, Griffin?”
“I’ve got the condom.”
Scorch released his hold on her and Griffin spun her around. Gripping her waist he lifted her up, sliding her soaked pussy against his abs before lowering her down until the blunt tip of his cock rested at her entrance. His cock felt like a hot baseball bat and she bounced slightly to get him to lower her. Hooking her ankles around his back she locked her grip, “Yes, do it.”
“Say it, Chrysta. I want to hear it, filthy and nasty.”
Fear clogged her throat for a moment but a layer of strength that she’d never truly believed she had welled up, “Fuck me, Griffin. Slam your cock in me, Right now.”
“You’re a badass,” Scorch smacked one of her butt cheeks where Griffin wasn’t holding on.
“That’s what I like to hear. Demands,” Griffin lowered her in short bounces, his cock stretched her vaginal muscles to the point of pain but it didn’t satisfy her craving.
“Stop teasing me with your cock, Griffin or I’m going to get Scorch to get me off again.”
Griffin clenched his teeth and pushed, filling her up with one long persistent stroke. Chrysta arched her back, gasping for air as he invaded her. She felt every inch of him and knew Scorch’s careful preparation had been for this. We want both. It was as if the hunger had a mind of its own and the mental image of being claimed by both men was enough to tip her over the edge again. She cried out as Griffin shuttled in and out of her body. He let her drop back and Scorch caught her in his arms as she shook.
“You’re right Scorch, look.” Griffin’s awed voice had her opening her eyes
She followed their gaze, shock slamming into her as she watched lines appear on her chest, right over her heart. It looked like multiple people were drawing on her at the same time, forming a complete image in her skin. Her skin prickled but didn’t hurt and less than a minute later a stylized pair of dragons lay over her heart. Both lay with their tails curled around their body, one eye open as if they were guarding the treasure behind them.
“What the hell?” Panic iced her veins as Griffin pulled out with a shudder. “What’s happening to me?”
“We need to get out of here, now.” Scorch stepped away from Chrysta and for a split second she felt an overwhelming wave of disappointment wash over her combined with confusion. Now that you both got what you wanted…
Griffin’s arms wrapped around her and the emotion dissolved, “Come on sweetheart, get dressed. I’d prefer a more romantic cuddle as well but we need to get you somewhere safe.”
The sight of Scorch disappearing into the forest was blocked by Griffin pressing her clothes into her hands. “What’s the rush?”
“Because, it’s harder to protect you out in the open like this.”
She pulled on her clothes as Griffin passed them to her. When she held out her hand for her panties, he grinned at her and shook his head. “They didn’t survive.”
“What do I need to be protected from?” Aside from the mischievous grin, Griffin was acting much more nervous than she thought was necessary.
The moment she pulled her shoes on Griffin scooped her up into his arms and lifted her up over his head in one swift motion, bracing one hand on her butt and the other in the middle of her back. “We need to get you to a secure location.”
“What the hell!” She flailed her limbs looking for a more secure grip. The deep thump of wings commanded her attention and she looked up in time to see a massive black dragon drop out of the sky toward her. “No! Help!”
Griffin tightened the grip on her clothes. “Chrysta, it’s Scorch!”
Before she managed to let out the scream locked in her throat, the obsidian dragon’s large back claws wrapped around her legs and its front arms hugged her torso, pulling her up close to its belly. She expected a slippery, fishy feel against her cheek but instead each scale felt soft and velvety. Another massive thump of the dragon’s wings and Griffin dropped out from beneath her.
“Don’t panic, I’ll be right behind you.”
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