Dragon Breeder 3 Dante King (spiritual books to read TXT) 📖

Suddenly, Saya convulsed, the muscles in her back standing and writhing. She let out a soft little whimpering scream of pleasure. Then she relaxed into the bath, easing away from the red-headed elf, and grinning at me.

“Now,” the Amazonian said, her ice-blue eyes glittering with bad behavior yet to be done, “it’s the turn of our good, sweet elf here.”

With no warning, Saya hoisted Elenari up out of the bath and sat her on the edge of the sunken tub. She spread the elf’s unresisting legs so that the supple Elenari was almost doing the splits on the edge of the tub. Elenari inhaled sharply, as water ran down the planes of her flat stomach and over her wide open, eager, bright pink sex.

“I know you only flew in to deliver that message,” Saya whispered, her lips almost brushing the elf’s pelvis, her breath tickling at the opening of her box, “but you still look a little stressed.”

“I’m very, very tense,” breathed Elenari, smiling as she said the words.

“I think that this general area could do with some close attention then,” Saya said, and pulled Elenari’s crotch hard up against her face.

Saya instantly went to work, tonguing and slurping at Elenari’s slit while the other woman ground her pelvis into the blonde bombshell’s face. She had pulled herself up onto the step below the edge of the deep tub so that she could more adequately feast on the panting elf.

I had the best seat in the house. Sitting at the other end of the capacious tub. Hot water up to my neck. Saya’s swimsuit model ass right in front of me, wet and shining.

I reached out and gave her backside a playful swat. Saya gasped but carried on working on Elenari with her tongue and lips.

It did not take long, a few minutes at most, before I couldn’t take it anymore. Happily, this feeling coincided with Elenari breathlessly saying, “Get in here, Mike, please! This is… this is wonderful, but it could be so much better. So much hotter.”

I surged up out of the water and, in one smooth motion, grabbed Saya by her hips and thrust into her gaping, dripping sex from behind.

With that insertion, a surging tingle of connection flowed through me, from the tip of my cock all the way to the ends of my hair and toes. It was a feeling that I couldn’t really quantify, but I had never felt the likes of it before.

Saya cried out in ecstasy as I began pumping away at her doggy-style, my balls slapping into her clit with a pornographic wet smacking sound. With every stroke, her face was forced into Elenari’s crotch. Soon, all three of us were grunting and gasping like we were running some sort of epic marathon.

The weird energy that I had felt on first entering Saya had morphed into the more identifiable feeling of a need that required fulfillment. It was building and building and building.

At one point, Saya reached back with both hands and spread her asscheeks so that I could penetrate her as deeply as possible. I took the hint and started fucking her with a renewed vim and vigor.

“Wait, wait, I’m close, I’m close!” Elenari suddenly cried out after a while. “Mike come here and finish me off!”

I didn’t need to be told twice.

I pulled out of Saya, the blonde dragonmancer moving obediently aside, while Elenari lay back on the tiled floor. She was still on the edge of the sunken tub, but being a dragonmancer, the coldness and hardness of the surface did nothing to dull her sexual appetite. She opened her legs wide and pointed them at the ceiling.

I grabbed the elf’s ankles, forced her legs as wide as they would go, and speared her with my cock. It took only a few minutes of furious fucking on my part before Elenari started moaning. Then, as I thrust into her, she abruptly convulsed and screamed a couple of times in pure unadulterated satisfaction.

I pulled out, and a gush of liquid followed my cock as Elenari came like a storm cloud bursting.

It was one of the most erotic things I’d ever seen. Elenari’s face was screwed up, as she inhabited that middle world that lay between intense pleasure and delicious pain.

I turned my head, at the touch of hands on my shoulders, and saw that Saya was right behind me.

“Fuck me,” she said simply.

I gave my head a little shake.

“Not here,” I said in a hoarse voice, which was thick with longing. “Back in the room. After we climax, I want us to be comfortable in our own space, not worried about someone walking in on us.”

Saya didn’t waste words. Instead, she hopped out of the bath, grabbed our towels, and headed for the door.

I scooped up the still prostrate form of the orgasming elf and followed.

Saya was ready when I kicked the door to the dorm open.

The fire was burning in the middle of the room. The torches glowed. I placed Elenari on the enormous and comfortable velvet sofa that lined one side of the sunken fire pit, and then Saya launched herself at me.

She was certainly the more heavily built of the pair; all hard muscle, chiseled abs, and arms that would have put any pro female UFC heavyweight to shame. However, that didn’t stop her from springing at me like a cougar and wrapping her legs around me.

With a grunt, I caught her slippery naked body. I felt her nails rake my shoulders in the throes of her passion. As Elenari watched contentedly from the sofa, I managed to wrangle Saya into a position that allowed us to come together, and my cock slipped inside her.

With my hands full of ass, I pressed Saya