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"But in my defense, you've been riding me gently for twenty minutes."
I'd dreamt of nothing in particular butpleasureandnéktarall night. Of swimming in the ocean and being fucked by waves. Of relaxing in a meadow and having flowers suckle my clit and breasts and throat. Of riding invisible cocks and mouths and fingers, of tongues that tasted like almond candies thrusting against my own.
"Only twenty?" I asked, swallowing a whine as I joined his motion. I didn't know how long I'd slept, but my body had happily adjusted to Hywel's body joined with mine in that time, still a stretch, but now one that only made me sensitive and shivery.
"You rested for a while," Hywel rasped. "After squirming and coming a handful of times more in your dreams."
"They were very good dreams," I said, wrapping my legs around Hywel, grinning as he shuddered and faltered in his rhythm. "Thank you."
Hywel paused, blinking and clearing a fog of lust from his gaze. He smiled down at me, sliding one arm beneath my shoulders to arch me in his grasp. His head ducked down, broad mouth nearly in reach. Oh…we hadn't kissed.
"My sincere honor," he murmured.
His mouth glided over mine, our lips opening easily, tongues stroking before hunting each other for new flavors. Hywel surged gently into me, the plunge and retreat smooth and slow, the soft press of his scales into my sex painfully sweet, my body so tenderly used that the grind hovered at the edge of too much.
"Laszlo will be down soon," Hywel said on a gasp, thrusting deep inside of me and holding there, body arching up as he groaned. "I've kept you long past my promise."
"You should be with him now," I murmured into his chest, not sure I wanted the words to be heard, growing selfish for the feel of him inside of me.
Hywel only chuckled. "It has been hundreds of years of waiting since we touched this way, it's true," he said, voice too ragged to sound melancholy. "But,blodyn bach, it has been thousands of years that we've waited for you."
I twisted away but Hywel fisted long fingers in my hair, tugging and drawing me back to his mouth, his tongue plunging and hips growing urgent in their pace against mine. I clawed at the flesh of his back, and he purred into my mouth, his arms circling me to hold me tight against him as he bucked and thrust. His skin was silken and scorching, a sizzle of sweat between us evaporating as he started to growl and snarl.
I knew the moment Laszlo entered the room, a prickle of awareness tickling my toes and rising up my calves where they clutched around Hywel's hips. Shame washed over me first, quivery and warm, and then the arousal of being observed. This was his lover I was stealing for the moment, just as I'd stolen him when I could too.
"Sit up, let me look at you," Laszlo said softly.
Hywel gasped, but he released the clutch on my waist and hair, gripped my hips, and rose up onto his knees, pinning me on his cocks. Laszlo crawled onto the bed at my left, his piercing gaze behind glinting spectacles focused on where I was swollen and spread and fastened on Hywel's lengths.
Hywel turned his head, and I gaped at the soft pride and dark hunger that stole over his expression when he looked at Laszlo. When it turned back to me, remained fixed and glowing, running over me from head down to our union, I shivered.
"What do you think?" Laszlo asked Hywel.
"You've outdone yourself," Hywel answered.
"I thought so too, though I can't properly take credit," Laszlo murmured, and then he bent over me, smiling with barely disguised mischief. He hovered above my lips, and they parted in invitation, my back arching. "It was Asterion who brought her here, after all."
His hand brushed over my breasts as Hywel started to move in longer strokes. I shivered and soaked up every detail, the relaxing ease on my body of his retreat, the shocking pressure and possession of his thrusts in.
"Not for our sake," Hywel muttered.
"I'm not treasure," I said, but the words were thin and high as Laszlo plucked at my nipples, offering me a filthy, licking kiss that made Hywel moan as he watched us.
"Everything and everyone is treasure to a dragon," Laszlo whispered, nipping my lip, laving it with his tongue. His nose stroked against mine, and then he rose enough to smile down at me. "Mates included."
"Mates are the very best treasure," Hywel rasped in agreement. His head fell back on a groan and his cocks throbbed inside of me, thickening and dragging, rubbing higher and harder.
I squeezed my eyes shut, and Laszlo released my lips, scooting down to my breasts and adding rough kisses to his fondling. I ran my hands down the strong rib of his wing, catching a loose feather against my damp palm and cried out as one of Laszlo's talons circled my clit.
Hywel shouted with me, faltering in his long strokes, holding himself inside of me with short, rough kicks of his hips into mine.
"Shall I…save some for you, darling?" Hywel gasped.
Laszlo released one nipple to answer. "No, fill her completely."
I gasped and threw my hands back into the pillows, shocked by the words, by the throb of my body in answer, by Hywel's low laugh as I squirmed on his cock.
"You like that,blodyn bach," Hywel said.
