“We’ll let them get you ready for us first.” Gray’s voice was hoarse with need. I reached out blindly and found the front of his jeans, enjoying the sharp hiss when I found his cock and squeezed through the denim, then tugged at his button and zipper. I found Murdoc with my other hand, but he was a step ahead of me, unzipping and grasping my hand to wrap it around his hot length.
Tate’s tongue kept moving between my thighs, coaxing my arousal higher with each slow, deliberate lick and light tease of my clit. I didn’t know what “getting me ready” entailed, but whatever it was, I loved it. He teased at my opening, pushing his tongue in deep. Then he pushed two fingers in, twisting and curling just enough to make me squirm as he sucked my clit between his lips. One of the others slid a hand beneath my ass and teased along my slick crease. I squirmed and clenched when he rubbed lightly over my rear opening then breached it gently.
“Oh, fuck!” I blurted, tearing away from Stuart’s mouth just to catch my breath.
Stuart moved to my side and leaned over me, bracing his hands on either side of my chest as he peered into my eyes. “Ready for your first mark? It will sting.”
“Y-yes,” I stuttered, losing track of reality with the bombardment of sensations of all the hands and mouths tormenting me with pleasure.
Stuart’s eyes dropped to my breasts, then lower, and he traced the intricate pattern tattooed across my ribcage beneath and between my breasts. His tongue flicked out past his pleased smile, and he bent lower.
The first stinging sweep felt like a tattoo machine piercing my skin. Slightly painful, but the sensation got lost amid all the pleasure the others were inflicting on me. Murdoc and Gray were attentively sucking my nipples while rhythmically thrusting their cocks into my hands. Tate’s torturous tongue sped up, and he pushed a third finger into me, my pussy stretching to accommodate and the delicious pressure inciting a slow, full-body throb as the power built and built. I closed my eyes to savor the sensation. It was unlike anything I’d ever felt, like some bottomless spring of magic had opened up in my womb. But the power didn’t just bubble calmly to the surface, it erupted, filling me to the brim and overflowing past every boundary I knew.
“Gaia’s tears, you are so damn wet,” Tate said, fucking me slowly with his fingers. “Can you take my whole fist, April? You want to be ready for a dragon, don’t you?”
“Please,” I begged on a long moan.
The pressure inside my pussy increased as he filled me with more of his hand. I arched with a low, keening cry, my throbbing clit a beacon of pleasure that Tate relentlessly licked and sucked. The other two ursa spread me wider and pushed my knees close to my chest as Tate finally pushed his entire fist into me.
I felt stretched to my limit, but I knew I could take more. I’d already taken both Murdoc and Gray at the same time when they were half shifted.
“We held back for your sake, sweet thing. This time we won’t.”
My eyelids fluttered open to see Murdoc’s chiseled face. He began to shift, his cock growing in my hand until I could only wrap my fingers halfway around it. He stopped at the limit of his human shape, dropping his hand to wrap around mine, guiding me along his enormous shaft.
The rhythmic sting along my breastbone ceased, then began again as Gray took over marking me. Stuart stood back, dropping his jeans and kicking out of his shoes, then went to Eddie. The pair kissed while Eddie kept hold of my leg, then Stuart dipped his head and flicked his tongue in quick sweeping motions along Eddie’s sternum, the same place where he’d just marked me. When he moved away, Eddie stared down at the glowing whorls that vaguely resembled the shape of a dragon in flight. I tracked Stuart’s movements to each of the others until he ended with Tate, who stopped licking me just long enough to receive his own mark. Once he was finished marking all five, my core flooded with fresh arousal in anticipation of what would happen next.
“Make her come,” Stuart said. “I want her drenched in magic, so she’s pliant enough for all three of us at full size.”
Tate nodded, and my focus wavered as he thrust his fist in and out while Eddie bent his head between my thighs to flick his tongue over my clit. Chayton plunged a finger into my ass again, and I let out a long moan. It wasn’t until Gray and Murdoc completed their marks of the other men and me, then returned to my side and began kissing and licking my breasts that I lost it, the barrage of sensations finally pushing me to the limit. The power surged suddenly, and my muscles clamped down around Tate’s hand. Eddie hummed against my pussy, licking faster, sucking harder until I couldn’t stand it any longer.
“Fuck yes!” I yelled, writhing and bucking as the swelling bubble of power burst. It emptied in a flood that seemed to flow from somewhere beyond my very core—at my soul, but as much as was released, even more flowed in to take its place.
I was still a quivering bundle of never-ending sensations when Tate slid his hand out of me, releasing a torrent of fluid that drenched my thighs and the table beneath me. I barely had a second to relax before I was urged up onto my knees atop the marver. Blinking through the haze of desire, I met Stuart’s silver eyes. He was still only half shifted, his white scales marbled with red, and his aura an even more brilliantly hued crimson.
“I’m going to take you from behind. Use them for support.”
Tate, Eddie, and Chayton moved, guiding me to turn to face the windows on my knees atop the table. I leaned into all three of them, impulsively bending to kiss Eddie, who happened to be right in front of me. He accepted my mouth like it was a gift, and palmed one breast while we kissed. He tasted like me, but the flavor was unexpectedly potent, like fresh absinthe, making me realize that this magical essence really was infused with some serious power.
In the reflection, Stuart grew even larger behind me, his body elongating and an enormous tail stretching out behind him, curling to avoid plunging into the furnace. Sharp talons tickled at my back, and in the night-darkened windows, his reflection grew wings that stretched out wide.
Taloned claws nudged my legs wider, and he dipped his enormous head, tickling and tormenting me with his tongue. It swept between my legs from behind, teasing at my clit before sliding back through my sodden folds to stroke along the crease of my ass.
When he decided I was ready, he rose up and nudged at my soaked pussy with the massive, blunt head of his cock. I pushed back reflexively, needing more despite the mind-shattering orgasm I’d just had. He slid into me, invading every gap in my senses until I was completely filled, then fucking with such perfect rhythm I could imagine all seven of our hearts beating in time to his thrusts.
I couldn’t do a damn thing but hold on, so I clung to Eddie while the others helped keep me stable enough for the gigantic beast pounding his cock into me. But simply holding onto me wasn’t enough, they kept teasing me, tweaking, squeezing, licking, and caressing my breasts.
Something glowed in the shadows between us, and I realized it must be all our dragon marks.
“I want to see,” I breathed. Eddie took the hint, hooking one of my arms over his shoulder and moving to the side with Tate supporting me on my other side. I stared in rapt wonder at the reflection of the seven of us. Stuart’s huge shape undulated behind me, each thrust making his scales ripple with inner light and his horns pulse with a brightening glow. Our auras were so brilliant and tangled together they looked like a single bubble of energy surrounding us. And in the center of all our chests were matching dragon marks that pulsed with brilliant white light.