Dragons Redeemed

Dragon Lovers 2

Dragons Redeemed Trudy is a locksmith and security expert who Mallory asked to quote to improve the security at The Magic Dragon Museum. When Trudy arrives at the museum, it’s full of naked people, and four of the men say she belongs to them! The dragons need to reclaim their human lives while stopping Teivel’s plan to steal the artworks—if they can get out of bed long enough to concentrate. Meanwhile Trudy has a job to do and a business to run. Crevan, Daegan, Graegor, and Penllyn are determined to protect her while watching Teivel. The dragon shape-shifters have their hands full with an independent, determined woman and a bad guy planning to cause trouble. Plus Mallory wants to come back to the museum, and her men are set on protecting her from Teivel, too. Between lust and danger, sparks are flying everywhere. Genre: Ménage a Trois/Quatre, Paranormal, Shape-shifter Length: 20,531 words

DRAGONS REDEEMED Dragon Lovers 2

Berengaria Brown

MENAGE AMOUR

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DEDICATION For R.G. who taught me a lot about the erotic romance business.

DRAGONS REDEEMED Dragon Lovers 2 BERENGARIA BROWN Copyright © 2012

Chapter One Trudy had not enjoyed a sheltered childhood. She’d pretty much brought herself up while her mother worked eighteen or more hours a day, seven days a week, in a sweatshop, sewing clothes for two dollars an hour. She’d seen life on the streets in all its sordid detail and come to the conclusion that it wasn’t for her. She’d also decided by the age of twelve that sewing, prostitution, and crime weren’t careers she’d follow. At fifteen, she’d apprenticed herself to Larry, an elderly locksmith. The day she’d turned eighteen, he’d handed the business over to her and caught a plane to Florida where he planned to sit on the beach for the rest of his life. But when she’d decided to hand-deliver her quotation for upgrading security at The Magic Dragon Museum, she’d thought she’d be speaking to Mallory, the manager and curator there, and possibly her boyfriend, Angus, who seemed a possessive kind of man. Trudy entered Mallory’s apartment via the roof garden to prove how useless the current security was. The last thing she expected to see was four completely naked men, three other men wearing only jeans, and a woman dressed in nothing but a baggy T-shirt, as well as Mallory and Angus.

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Life on the streets had been eye-opening, and as a locksmith she’d had to rescue the occasional naked person who’d locked themselves out of their apartment, but nothing had prepared her for this. “What the fuck is going on here? And why are so many of you naked?” “They’re all dragon shape-shifters. This museum is their home,” said Mallory. Trudy couldn’t see any evidence they’d been drinking, or doing drugs, but that sure didn’t sound logical to her. “Right. Okay. This is my quotation for the security. I’ll just leave it here and be on my way then.” “Oh no you won’t. What if she’s working for Teivel?” One of the naked men, a very good-looking one with brown hair and eyes and a really long cock, grabbed her arm and pulled her against his chest. An upbringing like hers had taught Trudy many skills other women didn’t have. She slid under his arm, twisted sideways, and rammed her knee into his balls, then stepped smartly out of his reach. “I own my own business and don’t work for anyone but myself, you pervert.” The man was bent forward, holding his family jewels. Trudy was actually rather surprised he wasn’t curled up on the floor crying. He must be pretty tough. Or else she didn’t hit him hard enough. Most of the people in the apartment were now talking at once. From what Trudy could understand, some of them didn’t want to tell her anything, and Mallory and the other woman were arguing she should be told the truth. Yeah, the truth would be great, but she could live without it. Right now it was time to go. Trudy backed silently toward the door she’d entered by, but another one of the naked men, a redhead, was watching her. “Don’t sneak off. We won’t hurt you. If you come in and sit down, we’ll tell you why Mallory asked you to improve the locks here.” “Why don’t you tell me why you’re naked? If this is supposed to be an orgy, where are all the other women?”

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One of the men wearing only jeans and the woman who wasn’t Mallory were locked in a passionate embrace. Maybe it was an orgy. “They’re naked because they just shifted from their dragon form. Go and put some clothes on, men.” Mallory spoke imperiously over the other voices and waved at a suitcase sitting against a wall that Trudy hadn’t noticed before. Trudy wasn’t very surprised when the naked men trailed over to the suitcase, dragged out some clothes, and put them on. One of the men wearing only jeans actually pulled on a T-shirt, and the other woman riffled through the bag, finally adding a pair of men’s shorts that hung down past her knees to the long shirt she was already wearing. “This museum is a haven for dragon shape-shifters, hence the name, ‘The Magic Dragon Museum.’ They have to rest in statue form some of the time, and this is where they do that. But one of the new directors of the museum, Teivel, wants to use the shape-shifters to steal artworks from other museums. The plan is that our dragons will be hired out for exhibitions. Then they commit the perfect crime, stealing an artwork, giving it to Teivel, and shifting back into statue form. We aim to prevent him from doing this. The first step is to improve the security here, so no one can get in that we don’t want to come in.” What Mallory had just said made a weird kind of sense to Trudy. But she’d met some pretty strange people on the streets, and none of them were shape-shifters—although a few may have thought they were when under the influence of something illegal. “I think we all agree the existing locks are useless. But shape-shifters I’m not so sure about. Why don’t you shapeshift right now for me,” said Trudy pointing at a blond man who’d stayed in the background up until now. “Me?” “Yes, you.” “Go on, Penllyn, do as the lady says,” said the redhead. The blond dropped the jeans he still hadn’t zipped up, stepped in front of Trudy and—disappeared. She looked down at the floor, and

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there was a wooden statue, maybe two feet tall, solid-looking, and made of a pale wood with really pretty markings on it. Hesitantly, Trudy stepped forward a few inches, bent down, and picked him up. He was very heavy. When she turned him around and looked at his head, she could see the likeness to the blond in the shape of his face. She’d seen him do the trick, but it was still very hard to understand. “Do those wings work? Can you fly?” “Of course they work, but not in statue form.” The voice was cross and raspy, and came from the man she’d kneed in the balls. Trudy hid a smile. It looked like she had hit him hard enough, he was just tougher than her previous assailants. “You stay right where you are,” Trudy told the statue. “Now you,”—she pointed to the black-haired man with striking blue eyes— “why don’t you show me how you can fly.” “You’re a feisty one to be sure. I’d like to see you in our bed someday soon,” he said. Then very deliberately, he lowered his jeans, stroking his cock as it came free. Hadn’t any of these people heard of underwear? Although, to be fair, it was a very nice cock. Very nice indeed. “Hurry up, Daegan,” said the redhead. “Jealous, are you?” taunted Daegan, kicking his jeans off. He stood very still, and then he was gone. Automatically Trudy looked down at the floor, expecting to see another little statue there, only to have wings zip past her face as a dragon—a real dragon!—flew around her body and around her again and again. “Okay, I’ve got the message. You can all turn into people again, but for Christ’s sake put some clothing on.” Trudy walked over to the couch and sank down on it. This evening hadn’t gone at all as she’d been expecting. She’d thought she’d talk a little about the security systems that needed to be installed, maybe have a cup of coffee, and be all done in half an hour. But now her head was in a whirl and discussing security—how she earned her living—was on the backburner compared to discussing

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shape-shifting dragons. She was still at least a tiny bit convinced there must have been marijuana in the cookie she’d eaten that afternoon, and now she was tripping out. But then again, she didn’t think she could imagine four naked men, and dragon shape-shifters at that, even with a hallucinogen. “It is a bit of a shock, but it’s surprising how soon you get used to the idea,” said Mallory, joining her on the couch. “All I need to do is get the new security installed, and then I’m out of here,” said Trudy. “Well, no, I’m afraid not. You’ve seen us and know our secret now. Besides, we think there’s a good chance you may be our mate, and we need to explore all the possibilities of that before we let you go,” said Daegan. “No one decides when I come and go except me,” said Trudy fiercely, jumping to her feet. “Watch out for her knee,” joked Angus. “God yes. I still don’t know how that happened,” said the man with the bruised balls. “People, people, calm down. Crevan, Daegan, Graegor, and Penllyn, sit down, and shut up. Jaydeline and Sinclair, tell Trudy your story.” That was Mallory being very assertive. “Jay’s father established this museum after we fell in love, as a place where we could rest in safety. I was born a dragon shape-shifter, but Jay began as a human,” said Sinclair. “For forty years, the system worked perfectly, and then Dad began to get old and forgetful. Teivel found out about us, and when Dad died, he stepped in as a director of the museum and is getting ready now to make us all into criminals,” added Jay. Sinclair took over their story again. “More than that, he had the Celtic dragons block the portal so none of us could shift and escape or even plan how to stop him.”

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“Actually, that’s something I don’t understand. Why did you help Teivel by blocking the portal?” asked the other black-haired man who was standing behind Mallory with his hands on her shoulders.” “What’s your name, and why are you here?” Trudy interrupted. Then she pointed to the other man who’d only been wearing jeans when she’d arrived, saying, “And you, too.” “Sorry. That’s Mark and William. They’re stone statues who are together with Angus and me.” “Three of them?” Mallory nodded. Trudy could feel her own eyes widening and her jaw dropping. “My fierce little one, if you are our soul mate, you’ll be joining with the four of us,” said the man she’d kneed—Crevan. “There must have been hash in that cookie. I’m seeing and hearing all this, but I’m not believing any of it,” Trudy muttered. “There’s no need to rush Trudy into some kind of decision. First, we have to get the locks installed. Then the rest of you need to get clothing and start living as humans again. But we do need to know why you four agreed to help Teivel. Also, you must show us we can trust you not to go and tell him what’s happened the moment our back is turned.” That was Angus, being bossy, exactly the way Trudy remembered him from the first time she’d met him. The four Celtic men looked at each other, and to Trudy it almost appeared as if they were communicating wordlessly. Finally Crevan, who seemed to be their leader, as Angus was the leader of the other group, spoke. “We come from a very small village. There’s only one industry there, and everyone is dependent on it one way or another. They either work for the company, or have a small store and their only customers work for the company, or so on. The company decided to sell out to an Asian firm who were going to close everything down and move it all offshore. The people in our village would all have had to go somewhere else to get work. Even those who have a little land. It’s poor land. You can’t live off it as a farm.”

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The dark one, Daegan, took up the story. “We have assets, but nothing we could access and liquidate so very quickly. We could have helped our village but needed a few months’ warning first. This all happened in less than a week. Teivel promised to buy the company himself and keep it in our village, if we agreed to block the portal for him and tell him if any new shape-shifters arrived.” The redhead, Graegor, shrugged. “It seemed a reasonable request. We were happy to think he was willing to help out. Of course, over the past two years, we’ve had plenty of time to realize he was the one who was buying the company all along, and he staged it deliberately to have us block the portal.” “One of the reasons you got free so easily is we no longer were trying too hard to block it. Oak always holds the key to a portal, but we have to will it so as well.” Penllyn concluded the story. “Do we have your solemn word you will no longer serve Teivel?” asked Angus fiercely. The four men stood straight and tall. Each placed a hand on his heart. “I swear.” “Good. So let’s plan how we’re going to defeat Teivel then,” said Mallory. And Trudy found herself drawn into a long and detailed discussion about far more than security and locks, with four very good-looking men who kept sending her hot, sultry glances. **** “One of us will go home with you to protect you. My gut instinct is that Teivel already knows his portal isn’t secure anymore. With so many of us transforming again, I’d be surprised if he couldn’t tell the atmosphere has changed.” His feisty little blonde just stared at Crevan then pointed to his crotch. “You, of all people here, should know I can take care of myself just fine.”

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William and Mark both gave a crack of laughter. William tried to cover his up with a very unconvincing cough. “Yes, I agree you have a wicked knee, and one day soon I’ll get you to show us all that nifty move you did on me, but Daegan will accompany you.” Crevan nodded, and Daegan walked over to the suitcase of clothes and started pulling items out. “What are you doing?” asked Mallory. “Looking for a dark shirt. If I’m going out at night, I’m not wearing this one.” Daegan grimaced at the shirt he was wearing. He’d simply grabbed the first one he’d laid hands on, but really, that boy band was at least ten years out of date. Besides, a white shirt at night would simply make him the target of anyone bad who was out there. “One or two of you can move into our old apartment, and you can shop online and get stuff delivered there. Your food, too,” said Angus. “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.

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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—”

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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.

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“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.

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“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 word 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.

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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.”

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“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.

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“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.

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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.

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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 already 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.

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“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. Penllyn laid her in the center of the bed while Daegan tucked a pillow under her head, and Graegor whispered, “I changed the sheets for you. I wanted everything to be nice for our first time.” “That’s really sweet of you, Graegor. I’m touched.” She couldn’t recall anyone ever changing the bed linens for her since she was a tiny child and her mother had done it. They really were lovely men, in thought and deed, as well as in appearances. Penllyn leaned over to kiss her. He tasted quite different from Graegor. Where the redhead’s touch had been so light she might almost have imagined it, and his taste quite spicy, the blond was firm and deliberate without being harsh. There was no wondering whether she was being kissed. Penllyn was kissing her for sure. His tongue was plunging into her mouth, and she explored his taste. He tasted of wine and chocolate, not spice, which was interesting because she hadn’t noticed any of them eating or drinking, so it must have been his natural flavor.

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His tongue was everywhere, running behind her teeth, sliding over the roof of her mouth, playing with her own tongue. Trudy let her tongue dance with his then sucked him into her mouth, enjoying his surprised gasp and savoring his flavor. Yum. Chocolate and wine were two of her favorite food groups! Once again, there were hands stroking and petting her body. It seemed as soon as she concentrated on one man, the others reminded her they were present, too. Which was only fair, she supposed. Already she was starting to distinguish quite different characteristics between them. They didn’t just all have different hair colors. Their personalities were quite distinct. Crevan was bossy—obviously their leader. Penllyn was persistent, and Daegan playful. She wasn’t sure about Graegor, but she wouldn’t be surprised if he turned out to be the thinker among them. Graegor was sitting behind her, massaging her head, sending little shivers of lust running down her spine. Penllyn’s mouth was moving down her body, tracing kisses along her nose, jawline, and cheeks, then down her neck to her breasts. He teased her mercilessly, licking between her mounds, running his tongue up and down the valley, but never touching the breasts themselves. Then he cupped a globe and licked along the underside. “Oh yes, that’s good,” she mumbled, her toes curling in pleasure. Three or four hands were playing around her cunt, drawing circles and spirals on her upper thighs, tormenting her by being so close to her pussy, without ever touching it. Someone licked and nibbled around her bellybutton, then trailed a wet tongue lower, but once again didn’t touch her cunt. Trudy’s breath was coming faster now, and sweat was breaking out on her body. She was intensely aroused but incredibly unfulfilled. “Stop teasing and fuck me now,” she demanded. “I thought you’d never ask,” said Crevan, and a huge cock slid into her aching core. He pushed in hard and deep, filling her, stretching her, and her pussy creamed for him, he felt so wonderful.

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Penllyn leaned over her breasts, sucking one deep into his mouth. Not just the nipple, but the areola as well, his tongue playing with the nipple, his lips sucking on her skin. Once again, honey poured from her in delight at the touch of his mouth. Trudy grabbed his head and held it to her, wanting more, much more, even though what she already had was so good. Graegor was still gently massaging her head and neck, and while it was soothing, it was also arousing. The shivers running up and down her spine were lust as much as anything else. Daegan was lying on the opposite side of her from Penllyn, and Trudy thought it was his hands that had been on her thighs, with Crevan’s. But now that Crevan had begun a slow push into her and an even slower withdrawal from her, Daegan was concentrating on the skin of her hips and lower belly. She’d never known before, but touching her there was very arousing. Although it was difficult to think with Crevan powering into her, she wrapped her legs around him, digging her heels into his lower back to let him know she wanted more, faster. He ignored her gestures, maintaining the same slow, tormenting pace. Penllyn was sucking her other breast now, and Graegor was licking along her shoulders. So many men. So much stimulation, and it was cranking the need in her belly up higher and higher. Trudy slid her arm down Penllyn’s back, loving the sleek smoothness of it, the rippling muscles under her hand. She could feel the damp head of his cock pressed into her side. “Come closer, let me touch your cock,” she said, tugging on his shoulder. “It wants your touch. It wants you,” said Penllyn, wiggling around so he was kneeling up beside her. Trudy stroked her hand down his shaft. It was hot and engorged, and she knew he’d come very easily. Deliberately, she squeezed him then stroked him, her hand firm but not rough, until she scraped her nails over his cockhead. She followed that up by stroking his head and shaft again, noticing how much pre-cum he was releasing. Trudy

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disentangled her other arm from the mass of bodies and cupped and stroked his balls. Penllyn obligingly moved a few inches closer to her to help her reach. Crevan had tilted her hips up higher and was going deeper inside her than any man had ever been before, thanks to his long cock. It felt so very good, her brain was frying with the need to come, but Crevan maintained his steady pace. “Let me suck you,” she said to Penllyn. He kneeled up higher and held his cock at her mouth. “I’m very close,” he warned her. “I know,” she replied. “That’s why I want to do it.” Just as she drew Penllyn into her mouth, sucking him as deep and hard as she could, Daegan bit her nipple lightly. The orgasm that had been building in her core for so long raced through her. Trudy hollowed her cheeks and sucked Penllyn as firmly as she dared, not wanting him to be left without coming. Someone pinched her clit, and the climax that was already rushing through her intensified tenfold, causing her entire body to shake. There was a rush of heat in her cunt, and she realized Crevan had come, followed almost immediately by a burst of semen in her mouth as Penllyn came. Trudy let Penllyn slide out a little way so she could swallow his essence, noting vaguely that he still tasted spicy. Crevan pumped a few more times inside her, and then Daegan’s mouth was on her pussy and he was sucking her lips, swiping his tongue along her slit and licking up her juices. She rested an arm lightly on his back, noting how hot and sweaty he was and understanding that even though he hadn’t been a main player in the sex, he’d still been an involved participant and was highly aroused. Then jets of semen hit her back, and she knew Graegor had come. He must have used his hand because she hadn’t touched him. But once again it reminded her how connected these four men were and how what happened to one of them affected all the others.

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They were all patting her and easing her down from the best and longest orgasm of her life when Daegan came against her leg. Good. I’d hate for just him to miss out. Then the four men were lying on the bed, cuddling around her, holding her locked between them as they had at the start, and waves of contentment rolled through Trudy. They’d promised the best sex of her life and most definitely delivered it. But she was still tangled up in a situation that was almost insane. Dragon shape-shifters. Art thieves. What the fuck was she doing here instead of home safe in her own bed? **** After Daegan’s experience with Mark’s shoes the night before, the person who would accompany Trudy to pick up her equipment and everything she needed for the work at the museum was decided simply by having a pair of shoes that fit him. So Penllyn dressed to accompany her in a pair of black business shoes, black jeans, and a blue button-down shirt. “The jeans aren’t quite right, although hopefully no one will notice,” said Daegan, “but we all need to go buy some clothes real soon.” Crevan stopped to think for a moment. “Teivel is quite smart enough to be keeping a watch on our bank accounts, but we have a few assets likely he won’t know about. Let me weigh up our options, and I should be able to get us some spending money for clothes and food quite soon.” “You won’t need food. Mallory’s men have bought enough to feed an army,” said Trudy. By eight, everyone had eaten breakfast, and Trudy, escorted by Penllyn, had left by the back door. When she had gone, Crevan said, “I spent several hours last night trying to see which buildings overlook this place and where Teivel might have someone watching us. We need to remove the watchers, but in such a way that Teivel

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doesn’t simply replace them with someone else. Ideally, one of us would take their place to make reports on whatever the person does. I don’t think we can do anything about that until tonight though, which means they’ll see the security being upgraded.” “Wait a minute. I may have an idea,” said Graegor. Crevan smiled. Graegor was definitely the smartest thinker on their team. If anyone could come up with a solution, it would be him. “Oh do tell,” said Daegan. “What if we used Teivel’s plan against him? One of us needs to check out the places Crevan thought were potential spy bases. If one of them has people watching the museum, then we deliver them a little dragon statue, say it’s from Teivel, and that he wants them to look after it. That way we know exactly what they’re doing, when and how they report in, and with a modicum of luck, we can prevent them from giving away too many of Mallory and Trudy’s secrets as well.” “Brilliant!” said Penllyn. “I like that plan. I love the wicked way you think!” said Daegan. Crevan spoke thoughtfully. “Angus and Mark have clothes, but William hadn’t been shopping yet. So one of them could go pick up an outfit that would pass for a delivery uniform, and one of us could meet him in dragon form out of this neighborhood, so even if Teivel’s watching, he wouldn’t know what we’ve planned.” “It was Graegor’s idea, so I suppose the first dragon should be him. But if there are two watchers, I want to be the second one,” said Daegan. “That’s fair enough. One of us has to stay here in human form to be with Trudy anyway, so I’m happy for that to be me,” said Crevan. “Cell phones. Get Mark or Angus to get some cell phones for us, too, so we can warn each other if necessary,” said Graegor. “Yes, good point. Anything else?” asked Crevan. “Just our dire need for clothing that fits properly. I think I’ll go online and start bookmarking things to buy, while you get us some

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money or credit cards. What were you thinking of doing, Crevan?” asked Daegan. “I’m pretty sure old Mr. Tanner had cash hidden as a contingency plan. Of course it’s likely not worth nearly as much now as it was then, but it should be enough to get one of us outfitted well enough to get to the bank and activate our own accounts again, in such a way that we can prevent Teivel finding out what we’ve done.” “And then we can give it back to Jay. That sounds fine. Where is it? Why hasn’t Mallory found it?” “Well, I’m not certain, but there should be a panel in the wall of the hot tub that opens, so let’s go see.” All of them were barefoot, but they did have jeans and shirts on, which they hoped would be good enough if any nosy neighbors were watching. Crevan took a few small tools with him, and they slipped quickly out the apartment door onto the roof garden and into the shrubbery. “Thank goodness Mallory didn’t prune any of these bushes. They’re a perfect privacy shield,” said Daegan softly. Crevan just nodded. He was concentrating on remembering exactly what he’d heard Mr. Tanner say and hoping that he was correct. The sooner they could venture out in public, the faster they’d defeat Teivel and be able to claim Trudy as their mate. He was certain she was their soul mate. All four of them were very drawn to her. Although none of them had said anything, he knew they all wanted to claim her, but it was much too soon. Still, even if they could just fuck her each night, that would be a start. From there, they could build a genuine relationship with her. He kneeled at the foot of the hot tub where it backed into the sheltering trellis of climbing plants. “Block me in,” he whispered tersely, and the other two stood behind him so no one could possibly see what he was doing. He felt along the base of the tub, pushing, pulling, and sliding the wood panels. Nothing moved, so he started from the corner again. This time one panel did seem to wobble a little. Hoping it wasn’t just wood rot, but actually the hinged panel, Crevan

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gave it a harder push, and the panel slid open. He reached in and pulled out a carved box which was very light. Crevan wanted to open it and check that it was full of paper money, not holding nothing but air, but didn’t think it was smart to stay out here in the garden any longer than necessary. He felt all around in the little space, ensuring there was nothing more, then carefully reattached the panel. He tucked the box down the front of his jeans, stood up, and whispered, “Let’s go.” Daegan and Graegor stayed so close to him their bodies were almost touching as they walked briskly back inside and locked the door. They kept walking into the bedroom, and then Crevan pulled the box out of his jeans. “It’s very light,” he warned them. “It was worth a try,” said Graegor philosophically. “Even a couple hundred dollars would be enough to clothe one of us for now,” added Daegan. Crevan slid the little catch open and lifted the lid. It was not a big box, but it had ten one-hundred-dollar notes in it, more than enough to clothe them all. “Thank you, Mr. Tanner,” he breathed. “Penllyn can buy a pair of flip-flops which each of us could wear in turn to go shopping. As long as we go to different stores, no one will notice. We can catch the bus. One of us will go south, the other north, to the nearest mall in that direction. That should be good enough. Once we have credit cards, we can buy most everything online and get it delivered to the apartment,” said Graegor. “That makes sense. In a way, Trudy’s right. We have to stop leaving a trail of clothing everywhere we go,” said Crevan. They settled down to planning what they needed to purchase, and before long, Trudy and Penllyn were back with her truck and equipment. The day went fast as they all tried to watch over her without being seen from the street or the windows. Crevan found it intensely frustrating, but he was reasonably sure they’d succeeded. Graegor contacted Angus, and William sat on the rooftops of several buildings, one after another, in dragon statue form, ideal for

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surveillance. William finally pinpointed one room where a watcher was using a high-powered lens to snoop on the museum. Mark dressed up as a courier and delivered Graegor to the two men in the room, so their plans were moving forward. But what Crevan really was waiting for was night time when they could all bed Trudy once again. Daegan wanted her ass, but Crevan wanted her luscious lips wrapped around his cock. That might just be heaven, he thought.

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Chapter Three As darkness fell, Trudy couldn’t stop thinking about the coming night. She knew girls on the street who regularly had two or even three men at the same time, and the idea of double penetration had been keeping her hot and bothered all day. Even while her fingers and brain were busy installing the museum’s new security systems. At least now she could go to sleep certain that no one could get in without waking them all up. But instead of going to sleep, she’d much rather try some multiple partner sex. If only Graegor would come back. It wouldn’t be right to fuck some of them if he wasn’t there as well. Trudy could see that not all of them might participate every time—although they’d all had their hands on her last night, arousing her to extreme heights of desire—however, logistically it might not always be possible. But it seemed wrong, cheating somehow, to have sex if one of them wasn’t in the room. So until Graegor returned, she refused to even think about going to bed, no matter how much she wanted their hands on her again, a cock in her cunt and a cock in her ass as well this time. Maybe even another one in her mouth. Hmmm where could the fourth one be? Between her breasts? Against her back? She really should have paid more attention to some of the tricks the working girls had told her. Just when Trudy could feel a jawbreaking yawn building up inside herself, and she knew she’d have to go to sleep soon, there was a light tap on the door out to the roof garden. His red hair looked almost black in the darkness outside, but Trudy still instantly knew it was

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Graegor. So did the others evidently as Penllyn jumped up to let him in and Crevan said softly, “At last.” “Aren’t they watching us at night?” asked Penllyn. “The so-called watchers spend all their time playing cards with each other or games on their cell phones. Right now they’re both asleep. They’ve got a couple video cameras running, focused on several of the windows here. I switched the power to their room off, and they didn’t stir, so I reckon we’re good for three or four hours until one of them wakes up and notices there’s no little red lights on anywhere.” “So what did you find out?” asked Crevan. “Let’s fuck first and talk later. Daegan’s requested your ass, and I want your pussy. How do you feel about that, Trudy?” Trudy knew her face was bright red. The rush of heat to her body at his words was incredible. “I want that, too,” she said softly. “Thank God. Let’s do it,” said Graegor, standing right in front of her and offering her his arm. Feeling as though she was being escorted out onto a dance floor, she laid her arm over his, and they turned and walked into the bedroom together, closely followed by the others. Penllyn kneeled and began unlacing her boots, while Graegor and Daegan both started kissing her. Working like a well-oiled piece of machinery, they slid kisses over her neck, her forehead, her chin, even her ears as they held her hands and let their lips arouse her with no other touching on her body. And it worked. Just knowing they were holding themselves back, refusing to touch her anywhere else, letting her emotions and imagination do the work, was enough to have Trudy desperate for more. Any of them. All of them. She pulled her hands free from theirs and drew them closer to her, wanting, needing, desperate for the pressure of hard male bodies against her softer one. “Bossy much?” whispered Graegor. “I told you she’s a feisty little thing,” said Daegan.

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Penllyn had her boots off, and now hands were working to undo her jeans and slide them down her legs. One thing about associating with these men, she never had to undress herself. They were smooth operators all right. She looked up and saw they were all partly undressed. Well, that figured. They seemed to be naked more often than clothed. Although to be fair, some of them had been shopping for clothing today. But bare skin definitely seemed to be their preferred attire. Trudy ran her hands over the nearest couple of male chests. “Hmm. If my body was as toned as yours, I’d probably be naked a lot more often, too,” she murmured, tweaking a few nipples and smiling at the gasps she received. With them all so tightly grouped around her, for the first time Trudy paid attention to their heights. She’d started by mentally labeling them by their hair color but then had begun understanding how they differed in attitudes. Since she was just five foot three, most people were taller than her. Sometimes she wondered if it was due to inadequate nutrition as a child, but if it was, she was fit and healthy now, so it had done her no lasting damage. Crevan was the shortest at maybe five ten. Penllyn and Daegan appeared to be an inch taller than him, and Graegor another inch taller again. Certainly Daegan had the biggest feet. They’d established that when he’d thought he could wear Mark’s new shoes. Hmm. What do they say? Big feet, big dick? I wonder who has the biggest cock. “Line up in front of me. I want to check out if it’s true or a myth.” “If what’s true?” “What myth?” “Huh?” “Hurry up. Form a line.” Muttering, the men lined up. Crevan stood with his shoulders back and a quizzical grin on his face. Penllyn ruffled his hair and scratched his head as if he was sitting for a test. Daegan and Graegor just looked at each other.

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Well, Crevan’s was definitely the longest cock, and his feet were likely the smallest, so there went that theory down the drain. Daegan of the big feet had a wider cock than the others, and the head was a little flatter, too. She couldn’t wait to feel him filling her ass. No one had taken her there for a very long time, and she just knew he’d do it very, very well. All in all, they were a fine set of cocks, and she was one very lucky woman to have such an up close and personal acquaintance with them. Trudy couldn’t resist. One by one, she stroked each penis, sliding her hand down from tip to root then back up again, loving the differences in their skin colorings, in the cocks, in their attitude to her actions, and even in the temperature of their bodies. As she’d thought yesterday, Penllyn’s skin was hotter than the others. Crevan just grinned, thrusting his hips up into her hand, almost as if he could guess her thought processes. Penllyn reached out to grab her but pulled his hand back at the last minute, as if worried that such an action would annoy or upset her. Graegor groaned, and Daegan said cheekily, “Well then, little one. Did we all pass your test?” “Oh yes, you’re all straight A students. Can we move on to the fun stuff now?” “I thought you’d never ask,” said Daegan, picking her up and holding her against his chest. Without thinking, she wound her legs around his waist, loving the way his cock nestled against her pussy. “You like?” he whispered into her hair, pressing his cock harder against her. “Mmm.” His hands moved to separate her ass cheeks, and a finger teased her entry. “And here? You’re okay with me taking you here, too?” “Mmm.” She rubbed her damp pussy over his cock. “Thank goodness. I want you so much. But I’ll make it good for you, I promise.” Daegan continued holding her while Penllyn and Graegor climbed on the bed and lay flat on their backs, side by side. Graegor said,

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“Trudy, climb over us, and let us play with you while the others make you ready.” “You’ll need to be a bit closer together. I’m not sure I can sit on you both right now.” They inched closer until their sides were hard against each other, then Trudy sat astride them, loving the feel of their skin under her thighs and teasing them by swiping her damp pussy along their legs in return. As soon as she was settled, four arms reached up and pulled her down closer to their chests. Two heads, one blond and one red, blocked her view as two mouths latched onto her breasts. Penllyn was teasing her nipple, playing with it, rolling it with his tongue, and pressing it up against the roof of his mouth. Graegor had sucked her entire breast into his mouth and was tasting the skin, almost as if he was licking icing off a cupcake. Trudy braced herself on her hands, wanting to give them all of her breasts, wanting them to keep playing with her this way. The two mouths, each doing different things, were so erotic. Seeing the two heads against her chest was arousing all by itself, but their touch made it even more so. Then hands were on her spine, her back, her ass, stroking and petting her, and once again, the sheer experience of so many hands on her skin was almost enough to fry her brain and send her into a climax. Consciously, Trudy slowed her thoughts and enjoyed each separate item. The mouth on her breast. The fingers playing around the rim of her anus. The hand stroking over her ribs along her side. A finger teasing along her pussy lips. Each one brought its own sensations. Each one was precious in and of itself. It was time for her to be more proactive in this bed. Resting her weight onto a single elbow instead of both hands, she freed an arm to reach around and pat the hot, bare skin of the person behind her. She let her palm move over the skin, trying to tell who it was without looking. She guessed Crevan. Then she wiggled a little, drawing her

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cunt over both the men underneath her. Gasps told her that tactic was appreciated. Next, she lifted a leg up and stroked her foot over someone’s leg. She had no idea who it may be, as all their bodies were quite tangled together, but at least she was being more involved in what was happening. But it was hard to think of things to do and how to reach each of the four men. Fingers were now inside both her pussy and her ass, softening and stretching her walls, massaging her opening, and the desire that had been coiling in her belly was now screaming for more attention, for penetration, for fulfillment. She dropped back flat onto Penllyn and Graegor, kissing first one then the other on the lips, the nose, the chin, mimicking the way the men had aroused and teased her. It must have worked because hands gripped her shoulders and husky voices demanded she kiss them properly. Grinning, Trudy held her face still for a proper kiss, only to have Penllyn kiss her so deeply and thoroughly she was left breathless and gasping when it was Graegor’s turn. A sharp slap on her butt focused her mind as Daegan said, “Graegor, we’re ready.” Trudy thought he sounded rather breathless, too. It seemed she wasn’t the only one here unbearably aroused. Penllyn slid to the side, so Trudy could sit over Graegor. As soon as she was settled, he held his cock up at her entry. She’d planned to tease him and slide over it as slowly as she possibly could, but she was too aroused. She needed him—them—too bad. Trudy rose up over him and slid down all in one movement, loving the way he stretched her and filled her. That was what she needed, the feeling of fullness, of possession. “Oh yes,” she whispered, lying flat on his body and scraping her nipples against the hard muscle wall of his chest. Behind her, Daegan’s cock pressed at her rear entry. Trudy was much too aroused to go slowly. Urgently, she pushed out, and almost at once, she felt his cock breach her entry. It’d been so long since she’d had anal sex she’d expected it to hurt, but Crevan and Daegan

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must have done a good job of preparing her while she was distracted with the other men, because although there was pressure and stretching, there was no discomfort, just a growing sense of desire for the actual fucking to begin. Desperately she slammed back onto Daegan then pushed forward onto Graegor, wanting it all, wanting it now. Right now. “Holy shit!” “Slow down, Little Miss Feisty. You’ll have us both exploding way too soon,” said Daegan. “Hell yes. You’re so hot I don’t have a whole lot of control here,” added Graegor. “Control is overrated. I want action.” “How about you fill your mouth with my cock and concentrate on that for a few minutes,” suggested Crevan, his cock appearing beside her head. “Mmm, yum.” His cock was so long she had no hope of swallowing it all, even if she hadn’t been sandwiched between two other men. But it would be a fun toy to play with. Trudy flicked her tongue over the head. Oh, he tasted quite different, too. Salty but tart. Delicious. She pointed her tongue and dug it into the eye of his cock, determined to lap up more of his essence. She concentrated on licking, tasting, and sucking Crevan, taking some of him into her mouth then letting him out so she could nibble along his shaft. His cock was red and engorged, and his constant intakes of breath informed her he was just as aroused as she was. Then Graegor and Daegan began to move in her, both of them pushing in together and withdrawing together. The steady slide of their bodies had cream pouring from her pussy and her nipples tightening into diamond-hard points. Her fingers curled around Crevan’s balls, rolling them very gently as four hands held her still, tightly jammed between two hard bodies. Her brain asked, “Where’s Penllyn?” just as the answer came to her. There were more than two people driving their cocks into her.

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There were three. Trudy took her mouth from Crevan and wrenched her head around. Yes, Penllyn was balanced on the bed behind Graegor, his hands on his friend’s hips, their bodies glued together and moving in time with each other. “Oh wow,” she breathed, letting her body adjust to the demanding beat the men had established. Even Crevan was keeping in synchronization with the others, holding his cock and guiding it in and out of her mouth at the same pace the others were using. Trudy found it almost mesmerizing, the slow and steady advance and retreat, in and out. The pace increased in such minute increments, it was almost unnoticeable, but the tension was definitely rising, as was Trudy’s need to come. She stroked Crevan’s thigh and balls, petted Graegor and Daegan, and even managed to rest a hand on Penllyn for a few moments, but she was in such an agony of need to come, it was too hard for her to concentrate on anything except the rising tide of carnality inside herself. Trudy’s entire body was one big throbbing nerve ending, which was cranking itself higher and higher, tighter and tighter, on the way to an inevitable orgasm. And she knew it was going to be a huge one. Never had she felt so aroused. Never had it been so hard to try to concentrate on showing pleasure to her partners. The men were moving faster now, thrusting harder, going deeper. Trudy managed to scrape her teeth across the sensitive head of Crevan’s cock, but coordinating her body was beyond her. Every inch of her being throbbed with her impending orgasm. Then the tsunami rolled through her, from her ass and cunt, up her spine, and blasted out the top of her head. She just had time to sheathe her teeth with her lips before she screamed as she came, and her entire body shook until she thought she’d break her bones. The men pumped harder, deeper, faster, and blasts of heat filled her pussy and her ass as they exploded into their condoms. With her last remaining brain cell, Trudy sucked Crevan hard and dug her nails into Penllyn’s side. He was shaking, too, so she guessed he’d come

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when she did. Her cunt and ass were still gripping the cocks very hard, so that would have affected the men and helped them reach their peak, too. One last hollowing of her cheeks was enough to send Crevan over the edge. His seed burst into her mouth, and she let her body relax onto Graegor who was underneath her. Trudy’s whole body was still shaking with the hardest climax she’d ever had as the men rolled her onto her side, withdrew from her, and all five cuddled together. We really should shower, I guess. And that was the last coherent thought she had for a long time. **** Graegor saw that Trudy was deeply asleep and slid off the bed, waving to the others to join him in the living room. “I need to get back in case one of the watchers wakes up, but you’ll want to know what I found out so far,” he said quietly. “Yes indeed. They’re working for Teivel of course?” said Crevan. “Absolutely. There was no hesitation in their accepting me when Mark knocked on the door and said Teivel had asked him to deliver me there. Neither of them had a clue what to do with me, so I’m sure they don’t know anything about shape-shifters or Teivel’s plans. They’re just hired muscle like Ralph was, and not a whole lot more intelligent than him either.” “How do you know that?” asked Penllyn. “Their surveillance is really poor. They have the cameras set up and videotaping all the time, but they hardly ever go watch themselves. They don’t move the cameras at all. They’ve got them focused on a couple of the main windows and that’s it. Apparently they weren’t even watching Mallory’s apartment until yesterday when Teivel phoned and told them to tape that, too. So don’t go out onto the roof garden. That’s the window they’re watching.” “That’s all quite reassuring. So what else have you learned?” asked Crevan.

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Graegor stopped and thought. He’d had plenty of time to just sit and observe during the day, and he’d formed a pretty low opinion of Teivel’s workers. “I think Teivel is determined to keep absolute control of his plan, possibly because he wants to keep all the rewards to himself, too. But that makes him vulnerable as the muscle he’s hiring is low-grade help. He’s determined not to hire anyone smart enough to work out his plan and want a share of it. That’s fine, but it means his helpers do just what they’re told and miss opportunities to do a much better job.” “I don’t suppose these men know what they’re looking for then? You said you didn’t think they knew anything about shape-shifters,” said Daegan. “They certainly haven’t said anything to indicate they know. They’re disinterested in the job. They play cards. They play games on their phones. They eat. That’s about it. From their conversation, it appears that Teivel comes around midday with fresh video tapes, and food and beer for them, and picks up the tapes they’ve made. So you need to send a different courier to collect me well before noon, and we’ll just have to hope they don’t mention me to Teivel.” “Do you think we could get Angus or William, whoever collects Graegor, to plant a bug? That way we’d know if they told Teivel about the dragon,” asked Penllyn. “Too dangerous. If they mention the statue, the first thing Teivel will do is look for a bug,” said Crevan. “Yes, but he’s going to find out sooner or later anyway because the men will say the power was off,” argued Daegan. “You know, these men aren’t great thinkers, but they won’t have survived in the world so far without a few clues. I bet they’ll just say the power was off, not that they were able to turn it back on themselves. They’ll likely think a safety switch tripped or something, and aren’t going to admit it took them hours and hours before they woke up and found out about it. If I were them, I’d just say the power went off and leave it at that. Also, because they’ll want to cover their

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asses, that may mean they don’t get all chatty and ask about the statue. They’ll want Teivel to leave their food and go, and not ask questions about the power outage. So I think a bug would be okay,” said Graegor. He had a good feeling for this. He felt confident he could guess how the watchers would think. But he really needed to get back. He had a feeling about that, too, and that was that one or the other of them was certain to wake up needing the bathroom, and he’d discover the power was out then. And Graegor had to be back sitting exactly where they’d left him before that happened. “I must go.” “Be careful,” said Daegan. Penllyn patted him on the shoulder. “Stay alert,” said Crevan. “I’ll learn what I can. You guard our lady,” replied Graegor. The watchers were little more than a block away, and it only took a very few minutes to fly from one roof to the other. He’d left the roof door ajar, and sneaking inside was very easy. Fortunately, the watchers hadn’t wakened and noticed he’d taped the latch of the door, so although it appeared shut, it actually wasn’t. Mentally heaving a huge sigh of relief, Graegor took the tape off the latch, quietly locked the door, dropped the tape into the trash can with all the fast food wrappers, and settled himself on the top of the cupboard where they’d originally placed him. Finally he could relax and collect his thoughts. Before he had to be back on duty monitoring Teivel’s plans, he really wanted some time just to himself to think about Trudy. To remember every moment, every touch, every tiny detail from the wonderful sex they’d just shared. Being with her last night had been wonderful. Being in her tonight had been the fulfillment of his dreams for many years. Graegor knew she was their soul mate. When he’d been inside her, the connection between them had been intense. It’d never been like that with any other woman he’d slept with. Not when he was by himself, and not when he’d shared a woman with his dragon team.

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Trudy was theirs. He knew it. Inside his two-foot-high oak statue form, Graegor grinned. They knew it. She might not know it. But he was prepared to wait. The four of them would watch over her and keep her safe. And one day, hopefully not too far away, they’d make her theirs forever.

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Chapter Four Penllyn had accompanied Trudy once before as she conducted her locksmithing business. He found it fascinating to see another side of her, a harder, business-focused side. Trudy had an intelligent brain. She analyzed everything, and when she made a decision, it was one that was both logical and smart. It’s no wonder her business is doing well. Once again he followed her around, sitting quietly in a corner while she answered e-mails, fetched and carried her equipment as she loaded and unloaded her truck, stood well back and tried to look invisible as she quoted on several new jobs, and always kept a lookout for any potential danger or ill-doer. He thought he was likely wasting his time, but he knew he couldn’t leave her unprotected by at least one of them. The oak dragon brothers or Celtic dragons. They weren’t actual siblings, but a group of dragon shifters, all Celtic, and all carved from oak. As such, they’d instantly connected with each other and become a team, a group, brothers as it were. They’d stayed together and supported and advised each other for over a hundred years. The knowledge that they’d found their soul mate at last was so thrilling Penllyn couldn’t help dragging it out to think about it every time he had a quiet moment. Trudy was everything he could have dreamed of. Beautiful, feisty, clever, a fully rounded person in every way, and more than a match for the four of them. Only a very special woman could cope with four partners, and Trudy had already proven she was more than capable of

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the task. She was hotter than hell in bed and just as worthy a companion out of it. Penllyn had to hide a grin as he remembered Trudy putting her knee into Crevan’s balls and then his own shocked surprise as he went sailing over her shoulder. He’d never have believed such a tiny little female could do that to a big, fit man like himself if he hadn’t experienced it. Crevan was spending the day re-establishing himself in the human world, organizing food and clothes, and locating an apartment big enough for the five of them. Penllyn was looking forward to that, to when they were a family in their own place. The museum was well enough for now, but to settle down as a family, they needed a home of their own. Penllyn wondered how Crevan was getting on with that task. It wouldn’t be easy finding an apartment that was totally secure, and big enough for four men and a woman, in an area where such a household wouldn’t attract unwelcome attention. In fact, Penllyn was glad he was guarding Trudy and the apartment was Crevan’s problem. Graegor had still been with the watchers when Penllyn and Trudy had left the museum that morning, but he would be back there by now with Daegan. Mallory had sent them a very detailed list of instructions about cleaning some more statues. It sounded as if she was beginning to demand to get back to work, and Penllyn didn’t envy Angus, Mark, and William having to keep her away for another day. Now that the museum security was upgraded, she’d be able to return, but that just made it all the more urgent for Crevan to find their own family an apartment. Penllyn thought they’d likely stay in a hotel for a few days once Mallory returned, but they definitely needed a home of their own, and soon. Penllyn was really looking forward to their being a family. Not just the sex, although he knew that would be awesome. The time to be alone to talk, to share their hopes, dreams, and aspirations, to play silly games or eat popcorn while watching a movie. He also couldn’t

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wait until the clothing he’d ordered online arrived. Penllyn looked down at the black business shoes he was wearing. Oh how he hated them. They were Mark’s shoes from some years ago, and the sooner the new shoes Penllyn had bought for himself arrived, the happier he’d be. He was back in Trudy’s office, sitting in a corner where he had a clear line of sight to both the window and the door. Not that he thought anything would happen. But he just felt more comfortable that way. She was returning phone calls and answering e-mails, doing the two things at once in the way only a woman seemed able to do. Penllyn felt sure if it was him, he’d end up saying what he was typing instead of answering the person on the line. But Trudy seemed to be managing just fine. She made a few notes in her cell phone, likely appointments for the next few days, he assumed, then answered another call. “Yes, Mr. Collin, yes, I can come out and look over your business…At midnight? That’s a little unusual…You want me to see the problems that might arise?…Yes. Uh-huh. No worries. Tenth Street at midnight tonight. See you then.” Trudy hung the phone up. Penllyn jumped out of his chair and raced across the room, gripping her arms, the hair on the back of his neck standing up warning him of trouble. “You aren’t going anywhere alone at midnight, job or no job,” he said fiercely. “Calm down,” she said, brushing him off as easily as if he was a mosquito on her sweater. “How often do I have to tell you four that I can look after myself? Of course I won’t go alone. I won’t go at midnight either. I’ll go about eleven thirty and see what he’s got hiding there. Quite likely it’s totally innocent, in which case I’ll do a security assessment. If it’s not, I’ll be gone long before midnight.” “We’ll all be with you.” “Not if you plan to go all caveman and stop me doing my job. A couple of you can sit on the rooftops in dragon form to keep a lookout for trouble. And only one of you may accompany me as long as you

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don’t get in my way and don’t try to answer any questions addressed to me. Understand?” Penllyn laughed. Damn but she was a tough little thing. She knew her own mind, and there was no shifting her. “Yes, ma’am. But you need to understand we want to protect you.” “Protect is fine. Try wrapping me in bubble wrap, and you’ll all be singing soprano for a week.” He took her in his arms and kissed her. “Woman, I love you, but your right knee should be classified as a weapon. Save it for the bad guys, eh?” **** Trudy was well aware of how nervous the four men were about this meeting with Mr. Collin. Certainly, it was a little unusual to meet at midnight, but he’d said he wanted her to assess his business by night, which made sense. She’d worked before with people who’d made some strange requests, and mostly it’d been fine. She wasn’t an innocent princess. She knew damn well what kind of things happened in this town to women who let themselves be talked into dangerous areas, and she had no intention of risking her safety. But a job was a job, and she wasn’t so well off she could afford to blindly refuse to quote on security when asked. Having said all that, she was wearing her work boots with the steel toecaps, and she’d wrapped some padding around her right knee under her jeans so she could drive it even more forcefully into a man’s most sensitive area if needed. It’d worried her that Crevan hadn’t been completely incapacitated when she’d kneed him. Of course, now she knew him, she was glad she hadn’t hurt him. But still, at the time, she’d have been a lot happier if he’d been hurt more. A would-be assailant lying on the sidewalk gasping for breath meant she could be a block away before he was even capable of getting to his feet.

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Shortly after eleven, Crevan and Daegan, the two darkest colored dragons, left for the rooftops on Tenth Street. Because of the watchers, they took the stairs up to the roof, inching the fire door open only the minimum distance needed for them to squeeze out and duck behind the shrubbery. There they left their jeans, transformed, and disappeared well away from any camera lens. A few minutes later, Trudy and Graegor left openly by the front door at exactly the same time Penllyn snuck out the back door. “With a modicum of luck, that will have confused Teivel,” Trudy whispered as they started walking down the street. She set a brisk but sustainable pace. Although it was only nine blocks, she didn’t want to arrive short of breath or unable to run if necessary. Wearing her heavy boots was perfect for fighting but less desirable for running. She’d weighed up the decision quite carefully and gone with the fight power. She had a clear mental image of the town but couldn’t picture the building she was to assess. The neighborhood around Tenth was a middling one of businesses and shops. Hopefully the building wouldn’t be too old. Older structures were always harder to deal with as the wiring and plumbing were not necessarily up to code for current standards, and good wiring was essential in her business. She kept her gaze straight ahead, but she knew Graegor would look for Crevan and Daegan on the rooftops, and if there was a problem up there, somehow they would communicate. She must ask them how they did that. They seemed to talk without words at times yet had assured her they couldn’t read her mind. Was that it? They could only read each other’s minds, not other people’s? Or only males, not females? Or only other dragon shape-shifters? No, that couldn’t be right because they hadn’t known what Graegor had been doing when he was with the watchers. Right, I’ll ask them tonight. I need to know exactly what their capabilities are. “So far so good,” whispered Graegor. She nodded, still keeping her face forward but her body alert as it always was when she walked the streets, day or night. This was not a

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particularly dangerous town, but a woman always had to pay attention to what was going on around her. When they arrived at the building, Trudy walked around the outside of it, looking at the high, blank side walls, the one barred window beside the door at the back, and the heavy front door. There was no sign or nameplate out front. “This looks more like a lock-up warehouse than an office building. It’s certainly not designed to draw in trade from off the street,” she said. She climbed the three steps to the front door and pressed the buzzer. A disembodied, mechanical voice said, “Please look up at the camera and state your name clearly.” Looking straight ahead, Trudy replied, “Do you have so very many people at your door at midnight? Is this a vampire bar or something?” She heard Graegor’s muffled laugh behind her but was concentrating on the building. There was no sound of footsteps and no static from the intercom either. She’d bet the intercom was an automatic recording and not manned by a person at all. Trudy sat down on the top step, leaning her back comfortably on the door, still keeping her face partly turned away from any camera. If there even was a camera, and it wasn’t just the owner trying to act like he had security that didn’t exist. Rather like those people who had tape recordings of a dog barking but no dog dishes around. No one in their right mind fell for that hoax either. Graegor paced up and down the sidewalk, looking right and left, then up at the roof from time to time. After about ten minutes, he stopped pacing and said, “He’s coming. From the back.” Trudy nodded, stood up, and brushed the dust from the seat of her jeans. A man hurried around the side of the building. “You’re early,” he said in a querulous, slightly breathless tone. “That recorded message on your intercom wouldn’t fool any burglar over the age of fifteen,” she replied.

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“What?” “There’s no static, and it’s a very cheap intercom. There would be static if it was live. I also doubt there’s a camera. A burglar would be inside, have taken what he wanted, and have left with your valuables before you could get here. It took you ten minutes, and you’re breathless, so likely couldn’t have done it much faster. Your professional thief needs six, maybe seven minutes maximum for a building this size.” “Why you cheeky little bitch. Who do you think you are to—” “I’m a professional locksmith and security adviser, and you invited me here, if you remember. If you don’t want my advice, that’s fine, but don’t come crying to me after you’ve been robbed and the insurance company refuses to pay up because your security sucks.” “If I get robbed, I’ll be telling the police it was you,” he said viciously. “That’s your privilege. I’ll be leaving now.” “No you won’t. Ralph!” The huge man appeared around the side of the building. He took one look at Trudy and said, “Oh no. Not her. She damn near busted my ribs last time,” and he took off down the street. Trudy felt her face split in a grin, but she didn’t trust Mr. Collin. His hand went to his side pocket, and she decided their conversation was over. Trudy took a quick step forward and kicked hard with her steel-capped boot at where his hand and wrist should be. Then she ran like hell down the street. She heard footsteps coming after her and knew it was Graegor, not Collin. She had to say, Graegor had been very good. He’d stayed in the background and hadn’t interfered. She’d thank him later. In a block or two. Trudy kept up a fast pace for another block then slowed down to a quick walk. “Damn it, woman. He had a gun you know. I was all set to fly up to the roof with you.”

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“I told you I could look after myself. I didn’t trust him for a second.” “Yeah, well, that was Teivel, you know.” “Really? Teivel in person? That makes sense. Daegan said he wanted to be in control of everything himself, so no wonder there wasn’t a real Mr. Collin. Unless his name is Teivel Collin. Or Collin Teivel.” “I’ll be having a word with Crevan and Daegan. They should have taken out Ralph.” “What on earth for? He was no danger to anyone.” “And where the hell is Penllyn?” “Right here. And I was ready to stop Ralph for you.” “Fuck!” Trudy jumped. She hadn’t heard or sensed anyone coming up behind them. Usually she was much better than that. “That’s something we need to talk about. We need to transform you so we can protect you better. Letting you run around at night in human form is lunacy with Teivel around. Not to mention all the other bad guys out there,” said Penllyn. “We’ll talk about it when we get home,” said Daegan. “We are home. And you men can answer some questions for me first,” replied Trudy, unlocking the front door of the museum and resetting the security codes as soon as they were all inside. Trudy ran up the four flights of stairs to Mallory’s apartment and then sat in an armchair where she could face all the men. “Now let’s start with this mind reading gig. How do you do it, and what are the parameters. You said you couldn’t read my mind. Is that the truth?” “We need to be talking about Teivel, not mind reading,” argued Daegan. “You have to agree to let us transform you. It’s far too dangerous for you to remain as a human,” said Penllyn. “Will someone tell me what exactly just happened? I was watching the back of the building remember.” Crevan sounded frustrated.

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“Silence. Stop acting like two-year-olds and answer my questions first.” Trudy made her voice as firm as she could. She knew they’d be back demanding to transform her into a dragon as soon as she stopped to draw a breath, and it hadn’t taken her more than about ten seconds after they’d first described the process to her to know she’d agree. It wasn’t like she had a reason to stay human. Building a family with these men was what she wanted more than anything. But right now was her best chance to find out more about the dragons and Teivel. She had the advantage over them and meant to make the most of it. It was Crevan who answered, proving once again he was their leader. “We can only mind read each other, no one else, because we are bonded together. But it is even less powerful than that. To do it, we have to be able to see each other’s face. When we were held here in the museum, under the power of Teivel, believing it was the only way to save our village from ruin, occasionally one or another of us would transform to find out information about our village or about Teivel. We were very, very careful to keep our shape-shifting adventures totally secret. Then that dragon would mind-speak to one or more of us until we all knew. Fortunately, we were in a group and we could see at least one other dragon’s face. No one ever knew we’d transformed occasionally, no one guessed, although Mallory commented that we were less dusty than the other statues.” “After you bond with us, once you are able to become a dragon, you’ll be able to mind-speak with us, too,” added Penllyn. “What about Angus, Mark, and William, can they mind-speak?” “No, they’re stone. We’re Celtic oak, and oak is very powerful. Now what happened with Teivel? I was around the back of the building and saw nothing after Teivel walked past, followed by Ralph.” “Teivel wanted Ralph to attack me. Ralph hasn’t got many brains, but he’s not that stupid. He ran away,” said Trudy laconically. “She forgot to mention Teivel went to pull a gun on her, and she broke his wrist,” added Graegor.

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“Did it really break? All I did was kick as hard as I could.” “I heard the bone snap right when you lit out of there like someone had put a rocket under your ass.” “Well, good, that should cramp his style for a little while.” “Unless Teivel tells the police you attacked him,” said Penllyn reprovingly. “I’ll tell them about Ralph. According to what Sinclair told me, the police know Ralph, and he’ll tell them everything they want to know to avoid going back to jail. He doesn’t like jail,” said Trudy calmly. “What we ought to do is go back and search that building, then find out where he came from. It’s a fast ten-minute walk from where we were. We could go in dragon form and leave no traces if Trudy loaned us her picklocks,” said Daegan. “If you break and enter, I don’t want to know anything about it. I have a business to keep clean. I’d also suggest you take photographs of everything, and don’t touch anything or remove anything. The photographs will give you all the information you need, and the police won’t be interested in pursuing a case if nothing is stolen or damaged. “We can talk about that later. Right now we need to talk about you joining with us, bonding with us,” said Crevan. Penllyn dropped to his knees at her feet. “Trudy, it’s the only way we can protect you. You must agree to unite with us and became a dragon. I can’t bear it when you keep going into danger as you do now. As a dragon, you’ll be so much stronger and more powerful.” Daegan and Graegor moved closer to her, touching her, stroking her arms, and staring into her face. “Please, Trudy, please agree that we can become a family. I love you so much it hurts,” begged Graegor. Trudy looked at them and wasn’t sure whether to laugh or cry. Two of them were still naked. These men, they seemed to ignore the need for clothing. But she loved them all. Each was unique and special to her in different ways and for various reasons. One thing was

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certain though. She couldn’t bear to be separated from them. “All right,” she said. “All right what?” Penllyn was confused. “All right, I’ll bond with you four.” “You will?” “Now?” Trudy nodded and found herself scooped up in a pile of arms and carried into the bedroom, with hands pulling her clothes off as they walked down the short hallway. “Changing you will be the most intense sex ever. We’ll all be inside you at once, and we all bite you. It takes the semen of us all, and the saliva of us all, to transform you,” explained Daegan. “I understand.” “Oh, Trudy, I love you so much. This is the fulfillment of my every dream,” said Penllyn, kissing her lips. “Our every dream. For years I doubted we’d ever find our soul mate. Meeting you was like a bolt of lightning striking us. I still can’t believe the gods have smiled on us so much,” said Graegor. Suddenly Trudy was naked, and naked men were kissing, touching, and sucking every inch of her skin. There were hands on her pussy and her ass, hands on her breasts, mouths on her inner thighs, a mouth on her breast, and lips on her face. She knew instinctively that they were so aroused at the thought of her joining with them that it would be very hard for them to hold back and go slowly. But that was fine by her. She was ready and willing, and slow was vastly overrated. Right now fast seemed good to her. Lube was being rubbed into her ass and pussy lips. Fingers were already softening and stretching her. Trudy groaned at the touching and arousal. Just the thought of all four of them inside her at once was beyond erotic. She couldn’t picture how it would work, but she’d know for sure soon enough. The idea of four-way penetration was almost enough to blow her mind. A few weeks ago she’d have laughed at the idea of one steady man in her life, let alone four of

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them. Yet she felt she knew them so well and deeply that it wasn’t too rushed. They had already each carved out their own place in her heart and soul. Finally, when Trudy was almost ready to scream at them to start fucking her, they stopped kissing and touching her, and Penllyn laid flat on his back. “Lie on your back on top of me, Trudy,” he said. She wasn’t sure how that would go but knew he’d hold her so she didn’t slide off, so Trudy balanced on him and let him guide her hips until his cock pressed at her ass. “Now let me in.” Since neither of them could see what they were doing, Graegor held Penllyn’s cock and guided him inside her, pushing past the tight ring of muscle, then letting her slide down farther and farther on Penllyn until he was snugly inside her, buried to the hilt. By that time Trudy’s cunt was dripping with honey, and she was so aroused, if anyone had touched her clit, she would have come instantly. Penllyn felt so good buried inside her, filling her right up, and he wasn’t even moving or teasing her. In fact, he was lying totally still, so she guessed he was every bit as aroused as her and just as determined not to come yet. Crevan laid down next, flat on his back, too, and wiggled up the bed until his legs were outside Penllyn’s and his cock was touching her pussy. Once again, Graegor helped by guiding the cock into Trudy, this time pressing it at her pussy lips and then waiting while Crevan snaked another inch closer to Trudy and his cock slid into her hungry cunt. He wasn’t very deep inside her, but he still felt really good, stretching and filling her, as her body adjusted to a cock in her ass and another one in her cunt. When Daegan kneeled up close beside her, Trudy opened her mouth, expecting that she’d be sucking him. But instead, he pressed his cock at her cunt. She gasped in surprise, but then felt more cream dripping from her pussy as he pushed the head of his cock inside.

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She couldn’t believe what she was feeling. Two cocks in her cunt and one in her ass. Yet her body just stretched around them, accepting them, making room for them all. Neither Daegan nor Crevan was very deep inside her yet, but both were inside her, and that was astounding. Crevan’s very long cock would be an advantage here, she guessed, as he’d have more length to pull out and thrust in when the men began moving inside her. Graegor now kneeled up on her other side, his cock level with her mouth. She opened wide and sucked him in. And suddenly she realized they’d done it. All four were in her body simultaneously. Four men, four cocks, all inside her. That was the last coherent thought she had. Trudy was beyond aroused and knew all the men were, too. It was as much emotional as physical, knowing that she was taking this step of joining with them, allowing them to turn her into a dragon. She guessed she’d become a statue, too, although she hadn’t really thought about how that’d work. It didn’t matter. She wanted to be with these four men who’d come into her life and changed it in every way. Instead of concentrating on building a business and ensuring she never went hungry again, now she had the opportunity to bond with four people and build ongoing relationships that would enhance all their lives, not just for today but for many years in the future. Being able to use the new powers she’d get to help the people on the streets, and defeat evil people such as Teivel, was just a bonus as far as Trudy was concerned. But right now, all she could think about were the four cocks sliding in and out of her. Touching her walls, hitting her G-spot, filling her mouth with the delicious muskiness of a man. Four mouths were on her, too, kissing her arms, shoulders, legs, breasts, face. And hands. There were hands on her skin everywhere, patting and stroking, swirling patterns, and teasing her. All Trudy could do was hang on to her men and experience the orgasm coiling inside her fast

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and hard, an explosion that was unstoppable and building at an exponential rate. “Gonna come,” she wailed, the power of the climax burning through her. “Come then. Come now,” ordered Crevan, and the four men all slammed into her hard and deep, filling her beyond full as her body gripped their cocks and quivered, shook, and exploded around them all. In almost the same instant, semen blasted into her cunt, ass, and mouth, and four mouths pressed into her shoulders, four sets of teeth piercing the skin and four tongues licked up her blood. A second orgasm followed the first, her body shaking even harder as she came and came and came, the feel of the mouths on her skin just as exciting and fulfilling as the blasts of cum inside her. Trudy swallowed Graegor’s essence and hoped that none of the rest of the seed ran out of her. She wanted to keep all of them inside her, wanted to possess them as they possessed her, wanted to be one with them forever. But the men were pulling out of her, lifting themselves off her, untangling their bodies from each other. “Change, Trudy, we want to see what you’ll be,” said Graegor, his voice full of excitement. “How do I do that?” she asked. “Picture a dragon,” said Penllyn. Trudy sat on the bed, as they stood all around her, and pictured the four of them in dragon form, wondering what she’d look like. She’d never thought of that. She was blonde, so would she be pale wood like Penllyn? Would she be oak as they were? She felt her wings grow from her spine, felt her body change and lift into the air. Flying was an incredible sensation, but she wanted to see herself, so she flew into the bathroom to look in the mirror. It never occurred to her she wouldn’t fit through the doorway, and she did fly through it quite easily. It also hadn’t occurred to her that she’d

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be tiny, so small she had to hover right in front of the mirror to see herself properly. Trudy guessed she was only a few inches long, maybe as long as an adult’s hand, and she was a golden color. Topaz. I’m topaz. And being so small will be perfect for security. I’ll be able to go anywhere and check out anything. Starting with Teivel’s warehouse!

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Chapter Five Daegan stayed behind to commence an Internet search for where Teivel’s home base could be. “I can’t believe we didn’t think of doing this earlier,” he groaned. “Make sure you talk to all the others, and get them to give you any information they have. Mallory could have data in the museum papers, and Jay may know things, too,” said Crevan. Graegor walked back to the building on Tenth Street in human form, a camera, a couple flashlights, and Trudy’s picklocks in his pockets, while Trudy, Crevan, and Penllyn flew there in dragon form. “My first real flight,” Trudy said. “Well, remember how small you are and that an owl or something might think you’d make a great pre-breakfast snack,” warned Graegor. “Stay close to the others. Nothing will attack a group of three of you.” Trudy nodded but was still highly excited at the thought of being outside in her new form. Nine blocks seemed no distance at all by air, and Trudy had plenty of time to check the roof of the building for potential entry points before Graegor arrived. There was one place where the roofing was coming loose from the ridge, and it would have been easy for a human to pull the two apart, so a shape-shifter as small as she was could enter. But since Graegor was bringing her picklocks, it wasn’t worth possibly arousing anyone’s attention by being seen on the roof at night. Trudy also checked the front door, carefully, and there was definitely no camera there. As soon as Graegor was standing on the

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stoop, she transformed, took her picklocks, and opened the door. They were inside less than five seconds after Graegor had arrived. “Close the door carefully with your sweatshirt. Don’t touch anything with bare skin,” she ordered Graegor. The first room off the front entry was an office, with computers and filing cabinets, but the desk was a little dusty, so Trudy was sure it wasn’t Teivel’s work center. “Likely just somewhere he brings clients at times, do you think?” she asked. “Could be,” said Penllyn. “It’s not a very elegant room though. You’d think he’d have a secretary out front and fancy furniture with big windows in his office to impress potential clients with his importance,” added Crevan. “Exactly. So what is this building really used for?” asked Graegor rhetorically. Trudy led them all down the hallway. There was another smaller office, which looked just as unused, then a storeroom with a broken chair and a few boxes of office supplies in it. Trudy grabbed Graegor’s sweatshirt and used it as a glove over her hand to lift the lid on the box of supplies. Inside was some letterhead paper and envelopes. “Take a picture of them,” she whispered. After he did, she carefully replaced the lid and used his sweatshirt to close the door behind them. Next was what looked like a mini-kitchen or staff lunchroom, but the refrigerator was empty, and there were no dishes in the dishwasher. “I’m getting the feeling this is a waste of time,” said Penllyn. “A building this size is costing him plenty of money in city charges, even if he owns it outright. Never mind what he could be getting for it in rent. So there has to be a reason why he has it,” said Crevan. “Unless it’s not his at all, just a red herring to get me here tonight,” said Trudy thoughtfully.

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“Well, we’re here now, so we may as well look everywhere,” suggested Daegan practically. At the top of the stairs was a tiny entry area then a locked door closing off the entire upstairs floor space. Trudy spent some time looking at the door and all around it but saw no sign of any security system. No light beams or any electronic equipment at all. “Move back onto the stairs so I can look around here properly,” she ordered the men. Once they were out of the way, she checked the floor then transformed and looked along all the cornices and all around the stairwell. Still nothing. Collecting her lockpicks from Graegor once again, Trudy tried the door. It was not as simple a lock as the others, but it still wasn’t great security. Especially considering there seemed to be nothing else to back it up. But she was as certain as she could be the door wasn’t alarmed. The lock clicked, and Trudy gently pushed it open using her elbow, then took a flashlight from Penllyn, who was holding it, and shone it into the room. The room was the full size of the building, windowless, and artwork hung on the walls while statues and carvings sat on pedestals. Crevan used Graegor’s sweatshirt to turn on the light, and then Graegor walked slowly down the room taking picture after picture of each painting, statue, carving, table, and even the floorboards and ceiling. “Well, well, well. It was a warehouse after all. A warehouse for his ill-gotten artworks, the ones he doesn’t display in his home or office,” said Crevan. “Don’t worry. I’m taking several pictures of each piece in the hopes that their rightful owners may come looking for them. But I don’t think we should stay here much longer,” said Graegor. “Yes, it’s time to go. I’m just stunned he wouldn’t have better security. And what the fuck was he thinking to ask me to come here?”

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“Now that’s the sixty-four-thousand-dollar question. But we’ll talk about it back home. I agree that it’s high time we got out of here,” replied Crevan. Graegor walked slowly back down the room, snapping picture after picture, and then Trudy relocked the doors, and they left, heading back to the museum as they’d come. **** It was getting close to dawn, more than time they were off the streets, agreed Trudy. But she still enjoyed the flight, flitting up and around rooftops, peeking in windows, as she made her way back to the museum. Crevan and Penllyn stayed very close to her, but she didn’t feel any fear. Not of bad people, nor of birds or animals that might think she was a breakfast snack. The rope hanging off the side of the museum did give her reason to worry though, and she stopped mid-flight when she saw it. Crevan and Penllyn body slammed her between them, and she clearly heard Crevan’s voice in her head. “Get her inside and lock her up safely. Then send Daegan out here to help me see what’s going on. I smell Teivel, and it’s not good.” Penllyn ushered her over to Mallory’s apartment door and shifted so he could knock on it. Trudy preferred not to become naked if Teivel—or anyone else—was around. When she shape-shifted, she planned to have her steel-toed boots on before she met anyone she didn’t trust. Someone should be aware of the rope though. That grappling hook ought to have set off her security system. Daegan would have been alerted that there was trouble about to happen, even if he didn’t know what type of problem there was. The living room seemed to be full of people. Fortunately, they were all wearing clothes. Trudy really couldn’t get used to the casual way these men all wandered around naked. Not that they weren’t nice to look at—they were very easy on the eyes, all of them—but it just

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didn’t seem normal to her. And no way would she shift in front of them. William hurried over and opened the sliding glass door, then said, “Trudy, you’re topaz. You’re stunning.” “You’ve changed her already?” Angus sounded very surprised. But Trudy wasn’t going to stay around to listen to their chatter. She wanted to be dressed and ready for trouble. She flew into the bedroom, transformed, then shut the door firmly, grabbing her clothes, binding her right knee for extra power, and lacing her boots tightly. Only when she felt ready to face whatever trouble might be ahead did she open the door and go back to the living room. Sinclair, Jay, and Mallory were the only ones still there, gathered around the computer and quite excited about something. “What’s going on?” asked Trudy. “We’ve just downloaded all the pictures Graegor took and sent them off somewhere safe. Also, we’re pretty sure we know where Teivel lives. The address on his museum paperwork fits the distance from the warehouse, and since he hasn’t got any illegal artworks there, he had no reason to lie about it,” said Mallory. “Is it Teivel outside with the rope? Or one of his halfhearted helpers?” Trudy asked. “My bet is it’s Teivel himself. Sinclair and I’ve decided to meet with the museum directors and tell them the truth about the museum. Some of them may not believe us, but we’ve got my dad’s letter, and if enough of them do, we can get it set up properly so that it becomes a money-making venture as well as a safe haven for dragon shapeshifters to be dormant when they need to be. We can turn this whole top story into an apartment for Mallory, Angus, Mark, and William, and they’ll do the tours as well as run the museum. And provide protection as well. Sinclair and I’ll find ourselves an apartment to use in our human form. I know Crevan’s looking for a home for you, but you’re all welcome to rest here as well,” said Jay.

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Trudy nodded. It all sounded very sensible, and considering she hadn’t known anything about dragon shape-shifters a month ago, and now was one… Well, if she could adjust, the museum directors could, too. “But we need to sort out Teivel first,” she said. “My guess is that the stupid asshole has self-destructed. What’s he doing with a rope and grappling hook? That’s not something a person normally takes to pay a social call. And who pays a social call at dawn anyway?” said Sinclair. Just then many sirens converged on the building, men with loud hailers were shouting warnings, and Sinclair pushed Jay to the floor under the desk, yelling to Mallory and Trudy, “Get down.” Trudy grabbed Mallory’s arm and dragged her into the hallway away from the windows. They leaned against the solid internal wall, and Trudy listened hard, but there were no gunshots, just a few more shouted instructions and the sounds of booted feet running hard. Mallory raised her eyebrows at Trudy. Trudy whispered, “I reckon our men have everything under control.” “I recognized some of those paintings. I didn’t have time to look at each photograph carefully, but quite a number of them are wellknown missing paintings from the Second World War, and I recall someone saying that’s when Teivel’s collection dates from.” “Taking his artworks and his power away from him would be the best way to punish Teivel. I think he gets his rocks off on power,” whispered Trudy. It seemed like forever to Trudy, standing in the hallway where she couldn’t see what was happening, but likely it wasn’t more than ten or fifteen minutes before Angus and Crevan came inside with several police officers who asked dozens of questions, many of them the same ones over and over again, especially to Mallory. After she’d answered her few questions, Trudy told the officer, “Of course Teivel has that warehouse building on Tenth Street. He told me to be there at midnight one night to give him a quotation on

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upgrading the security for it. But when I went, he never even let me inside.” “Tenth Street? He gave us an address on Boulevard.” “That’s the address he gave the museum,” Mallory interjected. “Well, he told me the warehouse was his and called me out to check the security,” said Trudy lightly, shrugging her shoulders, but certain it would be followed up. When the police finally left, and Angus, Crevan, and Sinclair accompanied them down to the police station to make formal statements, Trudy and Mallory pounced on the other men demanding explanations. “The man’s an idiot. He had the makings of an incendiary bomb and planned to burn the museum down to get rid of any evidence we had against him,” said Daegan. “I suppose you told him I back everything up and e-mail to a safe off-site server?” said Mallory. “William mentioned that. Teivel turned a nasty shade of green when he heard. I think he suspects we know everything about him. He hadn’t guessed so many of us could shift again, although he sensed something was going wrong with his plans. He seemed to think it was all Mallory’s fault, and he’d solve the problem himself. We told the police about the people he had watching your apartment, and videotaping through your windows, too. The police weren’t very happy about that either,” added Penllyn. “His right hand was in a cast. He said he fell down the stairs at his house and broke it,” added Graegor. Everyone was hungry, so they sat around eating sandwiches, dips and crackers, cheese, and fresh fruit until Angus, Crevan, and Sinclair returned, by which time Mark and William were ready to cook what William termed “a proper breakfast.” Trudy just shook her head. No wonder there’d been so much food here when they arrived. Mallory’s men never stopped eating.

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But it did seem as though Teivel would be out of the picture for a long time, and if Jay and Sinclair could convince the museum directors Jay really was old Mr. Tanner’s daughter, the museum was set for a prosperous future. **** “I should be back at work, cleaning, sorting, and photographing statues. I have a contract to fulfill, deadlines to meet,” complained Mallory as Angus removed the last of her clothes, and Mark carried her over to the bed in their hotel room. “Yes, we’ll all help you do that tomorrow. Right now we need to fuck you. We’ve spent half the night worried sick about you, and nothing but being inside your delicious body will soothe our fears,” said William peering up at her face with soulful puppydog eyes. But Angus already had the lube and flipped her onto her front. “We’ll take your mind off cleaning and photographing just for an hour or two, and then we’ll nap, have lunch, and be ready to start work,” he said. “Uh-huh,” she mumbled into the pillow. But already there were too many wickedly arousing hands on her body for her to think about work. It was much more interesting to wonder who she would be sucking this time. Each of them tasted and smelled different. Each of them fucked her slightly differently, although they always worked as a team. She wasn’t left to wonder for long. Angus placed her in Mark’s arms then sat with his back to the headboard of the bed with a couple of pillows pushed behind him. Mallory climbed onto his lap and settled on him with her spine against his chest so he could guide his cock deep into her ass. As she slid down over him, she loved the way he stretched and filled her. Every single time she did this was like the first time, full of joy, and pleasure, and excitement.

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Mark widened her legs, placing them on the outside of Angus’s, then slid along the bed until his cock was at her pussy. Soon he was pushing inside her, too, stretching her tissues wider, filling her completely. It never ceased to amaze her that while one man filled her right up, there was always room for the second one as well. One of life’s little mysteries she thought with a happy sigh as Angus placed his hands on her breasts and Mark held her hips, thrusting his cock deep into her and pressing hard on her clit. William braced himself beside the bed, his cock level with Mallory’s mouth. Happily, she sucked him inside. This is what she wanted. All three of her men inside her, united, a team, a family, indivisible. William wrapped one arm around her and Angus, and the other around Mark. Now they were totally connected. Every one of them skin against skin with all the others. Mallory exploded in an orgasm the moment all three of them thrust into her, but as they started the steady advance and retreat, she knew it would be only the first of several climaxes her men would give her. **** Jay and Sinclair were in Angus, Mark, and William’s old apartment, but they hadn’t made it as far as the bed. Jay was pressed up against the front door, her jeans in a puddle at her feet, and Sinclair pounding into her from behind, one hand on her hip and the other on her clit, teasing her just exactly the way that drove her wild. “Oh god, Sinclair, you do that so well.” “It’s you, Jay. It’s you. No one has ever turned me on the way you do. No one has such a wonderful body as yours, made to fit me perfectly. I couldn’t live without you. Wouldn’t want to. You know that, don’t you?” Sinclair buried his mouth in her neck, sucking her skin, his hips pumping hard, his fingers tugging on her clit.

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“Just as well we’ve got another couple hundred years ahead of us to keep fucking, isn’t it? Maybe in ten years or so we’ll actually get as far as the bed,” Jay joked. Then she gasped as Sinclair twisted his hips, running his cock over her G-spot with lethal accuracy. “God, yes,” she whimpered, her cunt clenching around his cock as she came hard. Sinclair stroked into her again then blasted his cum inside her, resting his chest against her back. “I love it when you do that. I can feel your heart beating with mine.” “My heart only beats for you,” he replied, kissing her again. “And we’ll sort out the museum, never you doubt it.” **** Trudy’s body was on the bed, her legs resting over Daegan’s shoulders as he stood beside the bed pumping into her cunt. She’d lost count of how many orgasms she’d had, but each time one of her men touched her, her body aroused instantly and she wanted him, them, again and again and again. Penllyn was massaging her feet, but his hands were teasing up her legs, gradually moving higher and higher, and she was willing to bet he’d want her again soon. And somehow that thought was intensely arousing, too. Graegor was holding her breasts, but in a gentle, satiated way. He’d taken her ass, and they’d both exploded most satisfactorily while Crevan had been in her mouth. Daegan and Penllyn had her too aroused to think right now, but Trudy knew one day soon she was going to demand that all four be inside her at once, two in her cunt, one in her ass, and one in her mouth, as they had when they’d transformed her. That had been the most intense sex ever, and she wanted it again. But not right now. These men were loving her altogether too thoroughly for her to think. All she could do was feel, and the sensations were awesome. Several hundred years with these four Celtic dragons was going to be pure erotic bliss.

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