Brown, Berengaria - Dragons Redeemed [Dragon Lovers 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (9 page)

“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 well-known 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 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.

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.

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.

“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.

THE END

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