Brown, Berengaria - Dragons Redeemed [Dragon Lovers 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) Page 2

  “Actually, would you mind if Sinclair and I used your apartment? We’d like to be alone, at least for a night or two.” Jaydeline blushed.

  Daegan stopped listening to the conversation as Crevan and Mark made suggestions as to what they needed to buy and where to get the items, and Sinclair promised to act as receiver and transporter for all their purchases. Daegan had a gut feeling little Miss Trudy was about to abscond. He wasn’t mistaken. Silently, and unobtrusively, she stepped through the doorway out to the roof garden and was gone. By the time he found a pair of shoes to put on—trainers that weren’t the best fit, but at least he had hopes of being able to run in them—she was nowhere to be seen.

  Transforming into a dragon and flying would make her much easier to find, but then he’d be naked again. Dammit! If she’d used the fire stairs, she’d locked them behind her, and picking locks was not his best skill. Daegan raced back inside and rushed over to Angus. “She’s gone. Give me your keys.”

  Crevan started to yell, but Angus handed Daegan a ring of keys, and Daegan was out of the room and running down the four flights of stairs to the back entry of the museum.

  By the time he’d reached the street, he was mentally cursing the shoes and beginning to think barefoot would have made more sense. Daegan guessed she’d turn south away from the city center to wherever she lived, and tried to move as fast as he could without attracting attention. Although it was late, there were still people around, which was good as it would provide some protection for her. Safety in numbers and all that sort of thing.

  Mentally cursing the trainers with every step, Daegan rounded the corner onto Main Street and heaved a mental sigh of relief as he saw her small figure walking confidently only a block ahead of him. Then his heart seized in his chest as a mountainous man stepped out of a doorway and blocked the sidewalk right in front of Trudy.

  Immediately Daegan broke into a run, his gaze fixed on the tiny blonde. Nonchalantly, she moved around the man-mountain, but with one step sideways he hemmed her in again. The man must have tried to touch her because in the next instant the huge man flew through the air and landed with a thump on the sidewalk. And Trudy was gone, running like an Olympian.

  “Sorry about your clothing, Angus,” said Daegan and transformed into his dragon shape, lifting into the air and flying after Trudy, his whole being focused on her. In seconds he caught up to her, hauled her into his arms, and lifted them both up above the rooftops.

  “Fucking hell,” came a mumbled gasp into his shoulder.

  He landed gently on the museum roof, holding her tightly until he was sure she was steady on her feet. Apparently she recovered from surprises quite quickly. “Were you running around the city with no clothes on? Don’t you men ever wear clothes like normal people?”

  “Hey, he was wearing my new shoes!” said Mark.

  “Um, yeah, sorry about that. A person attacked Trudy and I had to shape-shift—”

  “No, you didn’t! I’d already taken care of him when you appeared out of nowhere and—”

  Mallory appeared at the door to her apartment. “Why don’t you come in here and argue where the neighbors can’t hear every word?”

  “Sorry. But I didn’t need him. I can take care of myself.”

  Angus handed Daegan a pair of shorts. “We’re all out of jeans. Someone really will have to go shopping tomorrow.”

  “And buy me some more shoes,” added Mark.

  “And underwear. Don’t any of you ever wear underwear?”

  “It gets in the way,” said William with a big grin.

  “Care to tell me what happened out there in the last ten minutes? It seems to me Teivel may be a bigger problem than wardrobe malfunctions,” said Crevan caustically.

  “A man seemed to think he could rob me. I got away from him.”

  “A man! He was bigger than a barn—”

  “And about as intelligent! The bigger they are, the harder they fall.”

  “Was his name Ralph?” asked Sinclair thoughtfully.

  “Huh?” asked Daegan.

  “I didn’t stick around to ask him.”

  “That’s true. She threw him through the air and ran like hell.”

  “Who’s Ralph?” asked Crevan.

  “He’s huge man, all muscle, no brain. Works for anyone who’ll pay him, and Teivel may well have seen Trudy come here this morning, and decided to stop her helping us.” Sinclair pulled Jay to his side and cuddled her tightly.

  “In that case, Teivel might not know we’ve transformed and are ready to fight him. We could still have the advantage of surprise on our side. Unless someone saw you, Daegan,” said Angus.

  “I don’t think anyone saw me. But of course the clothes I was wearing got left behind.”

  “My new shoes,” sighed Mark.

  “No one will notice dropped clothing in this neighborhood,” said Mallory.

  “Hold it, folks. Back up a minute. Mallory has always had the feeling someone was watching this place. That’s why she never has lights on in the ground floor after dark. I bought binoculars to check who was overlooking us, who had line of sight to us, but we haven’t had a chance to do that yet. Way too much has been happening the last two nights. But if Teivel saw Trudy come, and had time to hire Ralph to scare her, we need to find out who is watching us and where they’re based,” said Angus.

  “And did they just see us fly back in,” added Daegan.

  “Hell yes.”

  William must have left the room when Daegan wasn’t aware of it as he returned just then with an armload of clothing and a bunch of keys. “Sinclair and Jay need to get out of here before Teivel gets any reinforcements to watch us. Jay, here’s some of Mallory’s clothes that might fit you. Sinclair, I’ve got a proper shirt for you and the keys to our old apartment.”

  Mark picked up a laptop and gave it to Sinclair with a credit card. “Stay inside and order everything you need from the Internet for the first few days. If Teivel is onto us, it’ll be good to have you somewhere out of his control. Set up a new e-mail address that no one could guess is you and send me an advertisement for a penis enhancement. We’ll all start safe e-mail addresses, too, so we can keep in contact with each other.”

  While he’d been talking, the other two had dressed. Now they collected their luggage and left. “We’ll go out the front door. Teivel knows you never use it, Mallory, but someone will need to lock it after us,” said Jay.

  “I will,” said Penllyn, following them down the stairs.

  “Stay out of sight just in case that door is being watched, too, Penllyn. And you two take lots of precautions getting to the apartment.” Crevan sounded worried.

  “Don’t worry. We’re not going to risk our freedom after we’ve finally got it again,” said Sinclair.

  “I think we four should go stay in a hotel for a few days as well, leaving you five alone here. The more split up we are, the more chance we have of preventing Teivel from attacking and defeating us. Trudy has to be here tomorrow to install the new security, and one of you can be in human form to help her. But I think the rest of you should stay hidden,” said Angus.

  “I’m the one who works here. I should stay here,” objected Mallory.

  “You’re the one in the greatest danger. If Teivel has any success with his plans, you’ll be in jail, and they’ll throw away the key because you won’t be able to tell them where the stolen goods are hidden,” said Mark.

  Daegan watched in silence as Mallory argued for a while longer, but he could tell she was being swayed by logic. And logic said they’d be safer not all under the same roof. But his dick was harder than a spike at the thought of spending the night here with Trudy. She was theirs. He’d known it from the moment he saw her. And when he’d held her in his arms, she felt oh-so-very-right there. All they had to do was convince her to go to bed with them. If they could just fuck her, surely she’d feel the connection, too. Besides, she really did need their protection. She was a tough little piece. Feisty was his wo
rd for her. But feisty was not enough protection from Teivel and his many associates. He, Crevan, Graegor, and Penllyn were the only ones who could truly protect her. And they’d do it, with or without her consent. But with would make it so much easier. Especially if she was willing to share their bed.

  Chapter Two

  It was the redhead, Graegor, who led her into the bedroom, but the other three were right behind him, and Penllyn, the gray-eyed blond, had his shirt off before they were even properly inside the room. Of course there was only one bed, and not even all that big a bed. This was Mallory’s bedroom, and she hadn’t been expecting to house three men as well.

  “Hold it right there, guys. You four can fight over the bed. I’ll curl up on the couch.” Trudy turned around and headed back to the living room.

  “But this room is safer. There’s no external door like in the living room,” complained Penllyn, leaving his shirt on the floor where it fell and chasing after her.

  “How many times do I have to tell you I can look after myself? I’ve been looking after myself just fine since I was about ten years old. How are your balls feeling, Crevan?”

  “Oh, low blow,” Graegor said with a laugh.

  “That’s another thing. How did you throw a huge man, a tiny little thing like you?” asked Penllyn.

  Trudy decided the question was genuine and answered seriously. “The trick is to use a person’s weight and momentum against them. ‘The bigger they are, the harder they fall’ is not just a saying. It’s a fact. Come here.”

  “Me?”

  “Yes, you. You asked, so I’ll demonstrate on you. Don’t worry. I’ll be gentle.”

  “Why isn’t that very reassuring?” groaned Penllyn, stepping forward.

  Daegan moved the coffee table and a few chairs back against the wall. “I don’t think Mallory will be too happy if we smash all her furniture,” he said.

  “Okay, Penllyn, rush forward and try to grab me.”

  Penllyn did as he was told, although he didn’t use nearly the force the huge man had exerted in the street. So Penllyn flew over her shoulder and landed with an “oomph” on the floor just behind her, instead of several yards away as had had happened to Ralph.

  “Anyone else?” challenged Trudy.

  “I still don’t understand how such an itty-bitty thing as you can do it. But I see it’s true,” said Crevan.

  “Enough foreplay. Can we go to bed now?” asked Graegor.

  “Foreplay?”

  “Yeah. You’ve had your hands on us. Can we have our hands on you now?”

  “I wouldn’t call being kneed in the balls traditional foreplay,” said Crevan.

  “Hey, at least she noticed you. I’ve been almost invisible here,” said Graegor.

  “Listen, you four. I don’t think we’re on the same page. I agree you seem to be dragon shape-shifters, and that this Teivel character does appear to have a less-than-honest plan for the museum and Mallory. What I don’t agree with is that this in any way affects me. Point One. My apartment is one of the safest in the city, because I’ve used all my skills and knowledge to make it that way. No one can get in or out without me letting them. Point Two. Why do you think I’m going to fuck four men? I agree you’ve got nice bodies. You’ve been naked so much I’d have to be blind not to have seen that. But why should I fuck you? I have a perfectly good dildo back home.”

  “Aw, honey, we can offer so much more than a dildo. Wouldn’t you like to be kissed and hugged?” said Daegan.

  “And your breasts are just begging for us to suck them.” That was Penllyn.

  “I bet we could have you so aroused you’d go off like the Fourth of July,” added Graegor.

  “Nice teamwork, but I’m still not convinced.”

  “If you promise to keep your knees to yourself, I’d sure like to convince you,” said Crevan.

  “Not just her knees. Her throwing skills as well,” added Penllyn.

  It sounded totally insane, but suddenly Trudy did want to be kissed and hugged. To have her breasts sucked. It’d been a long time since she’d been in a relationship. As a teenager, she’d been much too wary of young men wanting to coerce girls into prostitution or crime. Then she’d had a business to run, and she was very determined to build it up so she had her own home and security. Her childhood experience of living in a single rented room, and sharing a bathroom and kitchen with several other families, had driven her to succeed until she had her own apartment with total privacy. She desperately wanted her own bathroom, and kitchen, and a place where no one could touch her private possessions. Which had left her very little time for finding a significant other, far less building as relationship with him.

  Tomorrow she’d have to go buy supplies and collect her equipment to do the work here. But tonight… Oh well, why not enjoy the attentions of four incredibly handsome men. It’s not like they’d stick around and interfere with her life once this crisis was over. So…

  “All right. But you’re wearing condoms.”

  “My lady’s wish is our command.” Graegor stood an inch from her face. “Can I kiss you?”

  Trudy nodded, and in a nanosecond she was surrounded by all four of them. Her heart beat faster, and her panties dampened. Hell, that hasn’t happened in the longest time. But I do want these men. I do want sex, and they’re so nice to look at. Besides, they seem genuinely concerned for me, too. One night with them can’t hurt.

  Deep in the back of her mind was the niggling thought that they seemed to want more than just one night. But Trudy pushed it away. “One night,” she told herself.

  Graegor’s lips touched her so lightly she wondered if she was imagining it. But then the soft, gentle pressure intensified by minute increments as he tilted his head a fraction before licking the seam of her lips. She opened to him and felt her body draw closer to his, although she hadn’t thought she’d taken a step forward, and Graegor definitely hadn’t moved closer to her. So it must have been her. Interesting.

  Graegor’s hand cupped her chin, lifting her head higher as his tongue teased along her lips, and she opened wider, welcoming him inside.

  Trudy became aware of heat behind her, and then a hard, male body pressed against her back, warming her from waist to neck, and two strong hands rested lightly on her hips. She assumed it was Penllyn since he’d had his shirt off already but was too entranced by Graegor’s kiss to break off, turn her head, and look.

  Then she was totally surrounded as Crevan and Daegan filled in the gaps at her sides. They linked their arms around each other, and she was tucked up in the center of the four men with heat blasting off them all and scorching her right through. It was like an invisible blanket, she thought, with the comfort and security a thick blanket gives on a cold night.

  But as soon as they started touching her, she knew it was a whole lot better than a cozy quilt. Hands stroked her arms. Fingers twined in her hair, massaging her scalp. More hands cupped her breasts, their heat soaking right though her shirt as if she wasn’t wearing one. Fingers teased her nipples, and then hands were sliding across her bare skin, under the shirt, pushing her bra up, and the hands were skin-on-skin on her nipples. “Mmm, so good,” she murmured.

  “Honey, we’ve hardly started. It’s going to get way better than this,” said Crevan.

  Now hands were on her jeans, undoing them, sliding them down her legs. More hands were waiting at her toes, unlacing her boots and freeing her feet. There was something intensely erotic about so many hands on her body at once. Logic told her there were only eight hands, but her brain couldn’t keep count of them as they moved from foot to leg to sides, from head to neck to breast, and everywhere in between. It seemed as though there were hundreds of hands on her, every one touching and arousing her to the point of screaming need for more. For penetration.

  Trudy let herself relax and did what she’d wanted to do all along. She ran her palms over naked backs and chests, reveling in the heat and hardness of the male bodies. True to type, Penllyn was alread
y naked, so she stroked a hand across his thigh. When he thrust his hips up at her, she reached out and touched his cock. It was engorged and ready for action, the long vein standing out blue against his pale skin and the head red with need. She cupped his balls, enjoying their hairy, rough feel after the smooth solidity of his shaft. Finally she danced a finger over the head of his cock, catching the drop of pre-cum there and smoothing it into the bulbous knob.

  “Oh yes,” he groaned.

  Then fingers were in her cunt, and it was Trudy whose hips were thrusting up in reflex and Trudy who was groaning. Crevan pulled his fingers out of her and offered one to each of his friends. “Taste her. She’s perfect.”

  Trudy’s eyes widened as they each sucked her juices off Crevan’s finger, one after the other. Then Graegor said, “I’m going to suck that pussy dry one day soon.”

  Hands smoothed over her naked ass, and a finger teased around her puckered rosette. “This ass will be mine, maybe not tonight, but it won’t be long.” That was Daegan.

  Penllyn picked her up and carried her into the bedroom. “We’ll all fit on the bed, no worries. Besides, you’ll be in the middle, so if anyone does fall off, it won’t be you,” he joked.

  “Good to know. How is this going to work? I mean, four of you and one of me.”

  “We’re used to working as a team.”

  “We’re good at sharing.”

  “You didn’t answer the question. I’ve noticed you’re pretty good at avoiding questions, too.”

  “Feisty,” said Daegan dotingly.

  “Penllyn will suck your breasts while I fuck you. Then it will be Daegan and Graegor’s turn,” said Crevan. “But if at any time you want to stop, we’ll stop.”

  Stopping was the last thought in her mind. She was more aroused than she could ever remember being, and she was desperate to touch all of them, more of them, to do the kinds of wicked things to them that they were doing to her. She wanted her mouth on chests and nipples and cocks, and her hands on every inch of skin she could reach.