14
Matt
I stared into Xumi’s twisted gaze—was this the last thing I would ever see?
I knew the dodgy Dragon virus was alive in me, but that didn’t mean her little vials of festy cologne would work. It had only been a day since I’d been bitten.
Damned Dragons.
No telling how much the virus had already changed me. As the crap flowed down my face, I held my breath. At least, I did until Xumi grabbed my balls and squeezed. I gasped, and the rich scent spread swiftly from my sinuses into my body.
And something within me responded.
Don’t worry, Wolfie. I’ve got you.Anna, with steel in her mindvoice.
I should push her away. If Xumi sensed her energy with mine, would she guess Anna existed? It could screw up all our plans for a rescue.
But me being dead would screw the plans up too. And I had big ones—all revolving around a certain female with bicolored eyes.
Xumi’s murky metallic orbs pierced into me. Her talons pricked at my balls, and I flinched.
But to my horror, as she stroked, my bloody body responded. Not fully, but enough that she smiled. And I caught the first true glimpse of what the bitch had put Talakai through.
I snarled at her. Fight her, Talakai had said. And then give her what she wants.
I had no problem with the first bit. I surged against the chains, my canines growing long and sharp as I snapped at her. But being strapped to a ceiling kinda took away my choices.
She smiled and trailed her talons along my abdomen, leaving bloody welts in their wake, while she stroked me with her other hand. But I wasn’t like Talakai, at least not yet. She hadn’t spent hours training me that pain and pleasure were the same thing.
But as she slid her fingers over me, I wasn’t oblivious to it either. Bloody hell. How could I want to root her? I wanted to kill her.
Then I was no longer alone. Anna came to me, not with mindspoken words, but a mental stroke that lit my world on fire.
Matt. I’m here. Be with me.
It was like being licked with a warm, wet tongue from throat to balls.Strewth, that works for me, Angel.
I swelled beneath Xumi’s hand, but in my head, it was Anna who folded warm lips around me, enfolding me in a wet heat that set fire to every nerve.
Easy, there.I gasped.Gotta keep pace with the bitch.I opened my eyes, and Xumi’s were inches from my own.
“That’s my pet,” she purred, increasing the tempo of her stroking as she dug talons into my chest. “A little pain enhances it all, don’t you think?”
No stonkin’ way. But as the woman in my brain slid her tongue along my length and envisioned dancing it along the exquisitely sensitive underside—I went from hard—to rigid as steel in a microsecond.
And Xumi laughed. A horrible sound of mixed lust and triumph, right before she climbed onto me.
I gritted my teeth at the extra tension on my arms, and closed my eyes.
I’m here.Rage vibrated through the words, but now my mental succubus climbed onto me too, and in my mind, I wrapped hands around her buttocks, lifting her...
Xumi slid onto me. I shuddered.
Stay with me, Matt.And it wasn’t the Dragona who gripped me in a tight, velvet warmth—it was Anna, pushing herself up and down, grinding and twisting as I filled her.
I growled, and Xumi laughed, increasing her tempo. She seized my face in her talons.
“Show me those pretty eyes,” she demanded.
