The (Not) Satisfied Dragon - Colette Rhodes Page 0,41
them, the more the flutterings bothered me. Hurt me.
Levi gave me a knowing look, his eyes reflecting the burning, aching need that I’m sure was written all over my face. All of this from him touching my hand?
“And then?” I asked, my voice unexpectedly breathy.
Seff scooted over slightly on the couch, so close that every inch of our sides pressed up against one another.
“Then we press our wounds together, sealing the bond.” He circled my wrist and lifted my hand, pressing our palms flat together. We were sitting so close, I could feel his breath fan over my lips. My eyes dropped to his mouth as Levi drew slow circles on the hand he was still holding, making my skin tingle.
In the back of my mind, I knew there were three other males in the room, intently watching this scene unfold, but their presence encouraged me rather than inhibited me. Of course they were here. Where else would they be? They were mine.
Feeling bold, I leaned forward and brushed my lips softly against Seff’s. I watched as my studious red dragon, the most controlled of all my mates, came undone at the barest hint of a kiss. It was our first kiss. His eyes flared, breath hitched, the hand pressed against mine became a commanding grip. Seff captured my lips again, taking ownership of our kiss. Levi’s hand drifted up my spine to tangle in my hair. He gently guided my head back, angling it so Seff’s kiss deepened, his tongue sweeping my mouth.
I shifted my hips, acutely aware of that throbbing discomfort between my thighs again, worse than ever.
“Something is wrong with me,” I breathed against Seff’s lips. “I ache.”
“There’s not a single thing in this world wrong with you,” Seff snarled, surprising me with his intensity. His eyes flicked over my shoulder to where I knew Ezra was watching us intently, before returning to mine.
“Do you want me to take the ache away, Shira?” he murmured. I bit my lip and nodded, not entirely sure what I was agreeing to.
“Can I touch you here? Under your dress?” he asked, his hand ghosting over my pelvis. I hesitated. “It’s okay, we can work up to that, Shira. We’ll never push you,” Seff reassured me, his face earnest.
“Climb up on his lap,” Levi urged softly, his lips brushing the shell of my ear. “He won’t touch you under your clothes. Remember, you’re always in charge.”
Despite everything we'd been through, a significant part of me trusted them. Even the parts that still had reservations knew they’d make me feel good. I swung my leg over Seff so I was straddling him. Levi moved into my seat and I reached out to fist his shirt, urging him to stay close. Seff’s hands clamped down on my hips as he guided my aching core over the hardness in his trousers.
Oh.
Oh my.
Experimentally, I rolled my hips. Nerves I didn’t know I had sparked to life.
“That’s it, gorgeous,” Seff encouraged, biting his lip and looking a little pained. “Use me. Make yourself feel good.”
“Give me your mouth,” Levi commanded softly. “I need to taste you. Everywhere. But your mouth is a good starting point.”
Where else was there to taste?
Eagerly, I leaned over to meet Levi’s mouth with mine. His kiss was different from Seff’s, more sensual. He explored my mouth like he had nothing but time, and in that moment it felt that way. Like we had an eternity together. I continued to grind myself down on Seff’s length, chasing… something. I groaned in pleasure as his hands moved from my hips to cup my behind, squeezing my cheeks. Gods, why did that feel so good?
Seff thrust up underneath me and I cried out in pleasure against Levi’s mouth.
“Again,” Levi ordered Seff, before his tongue swept my mouth again.
Seff moved confidently beneath me, hitting that magical place with glorious precision that had me seeing stars. The ache built and built, my midsection clenching uncomfortably. Something would happen soon, I could feel myself hurtling towards it, but I didn't know if I wanted it. It was an unknown. Scary.
“Let go, Shira,” Ezra’s voice rumbled, huskier than usual. “I promise you, it will feel good. Come.”
His command was the push I didn't know I needed. I let the wave of sensation pick me up and sweep me away, bliss spreading through my limbs. My head fell back, and I moaned in relief as the ache morphed into pleasure.