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Shit, do they mean it?

Please,” I pant. “Just, fucking... please.”

“Need to hear pretty please,” Legend says.

“Pretty please,” I whimper obediently.

Eyes still shut, I feel one of them taking my cock deep in his mouth. My hips buck as the hot suction grabs me. I can’t hold back, hips thrusting fast. He lets me fuck his face, gulping and swallowing hungrily. Heat builds through my body. My stomach tightens. My balls are so heavy it hurts. Need to come. I start to pulsate in his mouth. Head thrown back, I yell out loud and shoot my load down a mystery throat. I open my eyes to peek. It’s Day. His baby blue eyes are locked on me, a wicked look in them. Legend kneads lazily at my ass cheeks, just to remind me I’m his.

“How are you feeling?” he says. “Not a thought in that pretty little head?”

“Nope,” I say, breathless.

Good,” Day says, standing up. “Need to act fast. Get him to the roof, bro.”

Legend throws me over his shoulder, still naked and dazed. He takes me out to the balcony and I realize we’re going up the fire escape. Good thing it’s dark. Legend carries me to the roof, Day following. Legend sets me down. I shut my eyes and focus just like the last time, not thinking at all, just imagining taking on my dragon form. Power spreads through my relaxed muscles. Wings break out of my back. My tail grows. Purple sparkles light up the darkness. I roar, a dragon once again.

My big dragons are good.

Chapter 5

It’s time for me to meet Day and Legend’s dragon horde. A couple of weeks ago, most of those words wouldn’t have made sense to me. But apparently, this is my life now. They’re throwing me in at the deep end, too, bringing me to the horde’s Halloween party. I’m so nervous. I have zero idea what to wear. Weirdly enough, I have nothing appropriate for a dragon coming-out occasion. Legend and Day are right up in my business as usual, pawing through my closet like they own it. Legend latches onto an old Halloween costume: a pirate outfit.

“Wear this,” he says, plopping the tricorne hat on my head.

“Are you serious? I’ll look ridiculous.”

“You’ll look adorable,” Day says. “Besides, lots of people will be wearing costumes. Dragons go wild for Halloween.”

“Really? What are you two wearing?”

“This,” Legend says, waving a hand at his black jacket and jeans.

“So you’re too cool for a costume, but I’m not?” I say, hands on hips.

“It’s a costume.” Legend frowns. “I’m an… assassin.”

Day scoffs. “Just admit you’re a killjoy and move on.” He fends off a punch from Legend without bothering to look. “Some of us aren’t allergic to fun,” he says.

Day roots in his backpack of mystery and takes out a mesh tank top and faux leather pants tight enough to make me worry for his ability to pleasure me later. Also lace fingerless gloves, a bunch of makeup, and hairspray.

“What are you supposed to be?” I ask.

He flicks his lustrous blond mane with pride. “Hair metal band singer. Of course.”

“You have everything in that backpack. I thought you said it was all sex stuff?”

Day laughs, shimmying into the alarming pants. “I was just trying to freak you out. It didn’t work.”

“Because baby dragon is more of a freak than us,” Legend says.

He kisses my neck and slips a sly hand down the back of my jeans. His gaze darkens. My body starts to respond, but I bat him away.

“No time for messing around,” I say severely. “We can’t be late. I want to make a good impression on the horde.”

“Relax. Everyone will love you,” Legend says.

“Yep,” Day says. “Everyone will be so jealous of me because I got you.”