The (Not) Satisfied Dragon - Colette Rhodes Page 0,51

could lie over me, and everything about it was incredibly intimate. Every pair of eyes in the room was focused solely on me, filled with an emotion close to worship.

Ezra’s hand snaked between us, checking my readiness for himself. I should have been embarrassed by the needy mewling sound I made, but I couldn’t find it in me to care.

“I love you, Shira,” Ezra whispered, making my heart stop in my chest as he lined himself up with my entrance. “Forgive me.”

I sucked in a breath as he pushed into me, biting down hard on my lip to stop myself from crying out at the intrusion that Seff’s fingers had done nothing to prepare me for. I fought to contain my reaction, not wanting Ezra to see my pain when the mere idea of it was distressing him.

Oren’s hands tangled in my hair as he leaned forward to whisper words of comfort and encouragement in my ear. I knew I’d been right to want them closer. Everything was better when we were all together.

Ezra surged forward again and there was a sharp pinching sensation that made my eyes water. Gods, why was there so much hype about this? I’d been having a lot more fun with Seff’s mouth on my clit.

“Give it a minute, beautiful,” Levi soothed. “The pain will pass.”

Ezra’s forehead dropped to mine, his eyes searching my face. He was holding himself achingly still, waiting, I realized, for my permission to move. One of Oren’s hands slipped into the narrow space between us to toy with my clit, still sensitive from Seff’s attention.

“Oh,” I gasped as everything clenched, then unexpectedly relaxed while Oren circled my clit slowly with his finger.

“Move,” I commanded, rolling my hips slightly as Ezra’s presence went from uncomfortable to delicious. Yes, please.

“As you wish,” Ezra murmured, moving in shallow thrusts, seemingly testing my comfort levels. I growled impatiently, wrapping my legs around his waist and using my heels to urge him deeper. He growled in response, his movements becoming faster and more forceful. Hiram and Levi still held my legs apart, stroking the sensitive skin behind my knees almost reverently. I didn’t even know that could feel good, but it was all adding to the overload of sensation that was flooding my body.

My head was turning from side to side, rubbing against Oren’s chest. My skin was too tight, my face too hot. Ezra rubbed against some kind of magical spot inside me that had black spots and white stars dancing across my vision.

I gasped, one hand gripping Oren’s neck behind me, the other sinking my nails into Ezra’s bicep.

“That’s it. Come for me, my love. I want to feel it.” Ezra punctuated his command with a hard nip to my ear that undid me. I leaned up, sinking my teeth into his shoulder to muffle my scream.

Pleasure that bordered on pain exploded through my system, radiating from the center of my body out through my limbs. It was a full-body experience, like nothing I’d ever felt before. It wrecked me in the best possible way.

My name fell from Ezra’s lips on a groan, his head buried in the crook of my neck as he stilled, emptying himself in me. It felt like there was no air in my lungs. The tips of my fingers and toes were tingling. I was pretty sure I was floating.

Gods. This was what all the hype was about. No wonder The Alchemist told me to do this.

This was great. I wanted lots of this.

With a pained sound, Ezra withdrew, and I felt the loss of his body keenly. I was sore and mostly asleep, but somehow eager to repeat what we’d just done, anyway. Hiram moved aside so Ezra could lie down next to me, the heavy weight of his arm resting reassuringly over my stomach.

“What are you thinking about?” Oren asked softly, brushing my sticky hair off my forehead.

“Just that I’m glad there’s five of you because I’m going to be needing a lot of that.” I closed my eyes, letting the rumble of their laughter lull me to sleep.

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A movement woke me up. Why was there movement in my bed?

I blinked slowly, the world around me coming into focus. Oh my. There were a lot of bodies in this bed. Six, in fact. I was sandwiched between Oren and Ezra, but I could see Hiram and Levi on Oren's other side, and feel Seff's presence next to Ezra. I held myself as still as possible so