Dragon Trip: A Dragon Shifter Menage BBW Series (Chasing Her Mates Book 1) (3 page)

Macy had spent so much time contemplating going to the party through out the second half of her day that she barely got through half of the manuscript that she had been tasked to read. When six o’clock rolled around the corner, she immediately began to pack up, her fingers swiftly clearing everything off of her desk even though she was in no danger of actually being late for anything. On her way out, she barely said goodbye to Jason, hoping that the next day, with this party out of her system, she would have a clearer head to really contemplate this issue with Jason.

Thirty minutes later, she had braved the crowds, elevators, pavements, and subway rides that led her to her tiny apartment in SoHo, one that, over the last year that she had inhabited it, had become one of the only things holding her to her job: it paid for what had been her dream home since she moved to New York as a college student.

After making herself a hasty dinner, she sifted through her closet for whatever she could find that could possibly fit, “Amazon Princess,” and settled for a black and gold crop-top and skirt combination that hugged her curved perfectly. As she ignored the three thousand calls that were some combination of her best friend inviting her somewhere, her mother wanting to check on her and Jason shamelessly asking her out yet again, she dug into the deep depths of her closet for anything she could accent her outfit with. In an old chest, she found arm bracelets, bangles, fashion jewelry… and shimery bronzing lotion.

She gasped, her heart racing as she placed the box on her bed and began to hastily unpack everything inside of it. She spent the better part of the next hour covering herself in bronzer and assembling her accessories until she was certain she could convince any westerner that she had walked right out of the Amazon.

After one quick look in the mirror, she added the finishing touches: some illuminant above her cheekbones, a smokey eye framed by coal eyeliner, and nude lipstick. She showered her long hair in hair spray and tossling it to give it a sexy, bed head look. With a sigh she realized, it was only then, in staring at her transformed self in the mirror, that she had fully convinced herself to go to this party.

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Macy didn’t even have to wonder if she had the right address, for as soon as she came within a block of the party, she could hear the sound of it spilling out through the front door. She scurried down the sidewalk, her nervous legs carrying her there much faster than she would have liked. True to their half-hearted request, she had planned on getting there late. In fact, as she depressed the button on the outside of the door, she checked her watch, which told her it was almost midnight.

Someone buzzed her in and she raised an eyebrow, wondering what kind of shape she was going to be in for work the next day. She figured they had the entire building, for as she wandered down the hall taking in the sensation of insense coating the inside of her nose and listening to the sounds of chatter and music bleeding out of every room, she realized that the party was everywhere.

Deep down inside of her; in the back of her head, perhaps, or the pit of her belly, she felt something switch on. She grabbed the railing at the foot of the stair case, her heart racing with excitement, a kind of sexual energy coursing through her veins. Something about her smokey eyes, her bronzed skin, that crazy apartment, made her want to do something she had never done before…. Immediately.

“Hey you!” as she was stepping onto the first step of the staircase, she heard a female voice from behind her.

She turned to find a tall, thin brunette woman standing behind her, with a red-lipped smile on her face and a bottle of Guinness in her hand. “Here!” she offered her the beer.

Macy didn’t even think to resist it.

“You must be the girl Vince and James invited.” She commented as Macy took her first gulp of the cold liquid.

“Yeah.” She replied.

“I’m Sophie.” As they got to the top of the stairs, she had to yell to be heard.

Macy nodded. “That’s such a pretty name.”

Sophie stopped at the top of the stairs, her eyes running over her entire body. “Well you’re a gorgeous person.” She replied, her voice every bit as intoxicating as Vince and James’.

“Thank you.” Macy gushed.

Sophie shrugged and turned to open the first door on the right. Inside the incense was much thicker and Macy could detect the unmistakable scent of cannaibis mixed in with it. All around her, people were smoking, lounging on top of each other, making out with each other. It was obvious that they all seemed possessed with this same kind of sexual energy Macy was finding it harder and harder to ignore. Sophie wrapped her fingers around her wrist as she led her through the crowd. Bodies brushed up against her as hands caressed her, only making her feel that much more excited. Finally, they reached the edge of the room, where a glass door separated them from the balcony.

Sophie rummaged in the pocket of her dress for a short moment before emerging with a pack of cigarettes. “Want a smoke?” she asked.

Macy hadn’t even smoked a drunken one since college, but she shrugged anyway. “Why not?”

Sophie’s face lit up as she pulled the glass door apart. “Do you believe in dragons?” she asked, her voice much quieter in the outside air.

Macy took a drag of the cigarette and shrugged. “I don’t not believe in them….” She murmured.

Sophie scoffed. “You don’t have to believe. They don’t need your mind.”

“They?”

A mischievous smile spread across Sophie’s face. “Are you aware that you’ve been invited to an orgy?”

The blood rushed to Macy’s face… she had never been so surprised… and excited at the same time. “What does sex have to do with dragons?”

Sophie took one long drag before answering. “It frees the soul. Your energy, locked in that gorgeous sexy body of yours is enough to turn James and Vince for life.” She explained.

Macy raised an eyebrow. “So I get to have sex with both of them?”

Sophie laughed, the wind carrying away the sound. “Of course. That’s all that concerns you.”

Once short moment later, Macy had been led back downstairs to one of the rooms she passed on the way up. When Vince pushed the door open, she could see that the area behind him was completely devoid of people. “Let’s go,” James urged her from behind, as he took her hand and gently guided it to his bulge.

Macy’s eyes went wide. She had never felt anyone that big before.

The sensation of Vince grabbing her free hand shook her out of the momentary gaze that had gripped her. She looked up at him, her eyes drinking in his washboard chest glimmering in the hazy candlelight. As she stoked James’ penis, his member throbbing in her hand, Vince grabbed her face and kissed her the sensation of his lips on her sending a chill down her spine. She could not believe where she was and what she was doing.

Vince pealed her crop top off and let it fall to the ground. She held their penis in each of her hands as she Vince sucked on her neck and James licked her breasts. Their touch was fiery, almost impossibly electric. Her blood boiled, seeping through her veins as a fast, hot, viscous liquid depositing desire in every muscle that it touched.

James slipped her skirt off, effortlessly finding the zipper and figuring out the buttons. She gasped as Vince pressed his fingers into her the titillating pressure almost too much to bear. Macy could feel both of their cocks getting harder and harder in her hands as Vince gently lowered her until her knees hit the ground. She moaned as James rubbed his warm penis against her cheek, pressing it between her lips. Macy took all of him in, leaving her free hand wrapped around Vince, who stroked her nipples to a taught hardness. She felt Vince tug at her hair, so she shifted, taking him into her mouth. As she did this, James flipped her over so that she was on her hands and knees, and began to lick her in between her legs. She moaned, the tentative sound pressing out of her lips and hanging in the air around her.

Vince grunted, ramming his penis harder and harder into her mouth until Macy’s eyes began to water. He lifted her face away from his manhood, bending down to plant a wet kiss on her even wetter lips. As he jutted his tongue into her mouth, she reached her first orgasm with a surprised scream. Her muscles were still trembling when James stood up and penetrated her, his penis completely filling her up.

He groaned as he slowly drove himself in and out of her, pushing Vince even deeper into her mouth. Her legs had begun to grow numb in ecstacy by the time they switched spots, James rubbing his perfect, throbbing, wet penis all over her face before sticking it in her mouth. As Vince turned up the speed, ramming himself into her faster and faster until she barely knew what was up or down or right or left anymore, she flicked, James’ penis out of her mouth and lifted it, vigorously licking his balls underneath. She screamed, the sound of her own voice mixing with James’ groans and Vince’s grunts a she reached yet another orgasm.

And another.

And another.

Soon she could tell up from down, right from left, Vince from James. It was as if she had completely transcended herself and had taken to the air, riding the magical carpet of their sexual energy. Macy soon felt herself growing extremely hot, her skin glistening with sweat and her hair plastering itself to her face. Her eyes rolled back in her head, but by the time she had come to again the candles had become massive flames licking at the walls and the curtains. The ceiling was covered in a thick bed of smoke, the smell of it filling her head, making her feel even more dizzy.

“Wha-“ she gasped, but James stepped away from her, his hot breath wielding smoke as he vigorously stroked his own penis.

One look behind her told her that Vince had done the same. Their glistening skin had begun to morph and change as they became covered in scales. Just as she had pressed her back against the foot of the bed, the door burst open, revealing Sophie on the other side of the threshold. She seemed not at all surprised, but just yelled, “What are you waiting for? There’s a fire! Get out!” she screeched.

Macy did not need to be told twice. She slipped her clothes on and made her way to the door. But as she turned to say goodbye to Vince and James, or to urge them to come with her, or whatever it was… she realized that they were gone. They had disappeared once again.

With one deep, guttural cough, she scurried out of the room, down the hall and outside to meet the firemen, policemen, and neighbors, who desperately wanted to know what the hell had happened in there.

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“Spring Break 2015!!” Vanessa yelled as she lifted her hand, extended her arm out as far as it would go.

Although Jessica was firmly against the concept of a “selfie-stick,” it was at that moment that she decided that it could actually be quite necessary in a time like this. She pasted a wide smile on her face, but her eyes narrowed as she struggled to find her own face reflecting back at her through the mirror of the phone. There she was, in the bottom corner, nothing but her dark brown roots showing.

“Say cheese!” Grace screamed in her impossibly high voice.

Madison scoffed. “No one, ‘says cheese,’ anymore.” She sneered.

Jessica rolled her eyes just as Vanessa managed to snap the picture, but, of course, it didn’t matter because she wasn’t even in it in the first place. As soon as the image of their faces and smiles had ossified onto the camera, the girls began to disperse. “Okay, where is Benjamin?” Vanessa demanded as she darted away.

Jessica stood away from the other girls, solidifying her place right by the currency exchange booth and far away from the baggage claim conveyer belt. She rummaged in her small shoulder bag for her pack of Marlboro blacks, a smile rising on either side of her lips when she secured them. As soon as everyone was satisfied with the luggage they had claimed, they would be able to go outside and she would be able to have her victory cigarette; her own gift to herself for surviving the long and grueling journey from Boston, Massachusetts, to Cancun, Mexico. She scoffed at that thought. It was funny how their trip sounded so original and adventurous when they called it the Yucatan Peninsula. After all, it was the sight of all of those child sacrifices; brutal murders in honor of the sun God, legends of vampires and who knows what else.

But as Grace lifted her luggage off of the conveyer belt and made her way over to her, Jessica had the distinct feeling that the last thing on her friends’ minds was adventure and myths. Sadly, she was sure to be in for an entire week of flea markets, beaches, poorly made pina coladas, and really bad sex with complete strangers. Hopefully she would make it through all of this without wanting to kill herself. Or at least, that’s what she told her mother; also known as the true reason she was stuck on this Adventure Hell.

“Please go somewhere. I could cry thinking about you on that campus with no one to talk to for a whole week.” She wined over the phone.

What Mom failed to realize was that, being divorced, she herself spent almost every minute of every day, at home with no one to talk to, living off of divorce money and smothering every one else in her life.

“Okay, I need to get money. Wait.” Vanessa ordered as she approached the currency exchange booths and reached in he small bag. The flock of boys they had all assured their parents were coming with us, you know, for safety reasons, followed behind her.

Jessica scoffed; she couldn’t understand how Vanessa could be such a boy-whisperer. She had boyfriend stuck at home, working at some financial company or other, but that didn’t stop her, or anyone else.

“Didn’t we decide we were gonna exchange our currency at the airport,” Jessica all but grumbled. She was fiddling with that cigarette in her right hand and wanted nothing more than to just smoke it already.

“Not everyone can be such a wonderfully prepared gypsy as you.” Jack, the tall one with the almost, bleached blond hair and the polo shirt only a true douche bag would wear.

Madison, the one with the long, brunette hair laughed louder than any self-respecting woman should have, then placed her hand on his arm. “Yeah, I mean who was thinking about getting currency in Boston?” She retorted.

Jessica rolled her eyes again. “Look, I’ve got everything I need, including money. So, if you need me, I’ll be outside trying not to kill myself.” She muttered, mostly to herself. Without waiting for a response, she grabbed her baggage and rolled it out of the front doors.

Benjamin shrugged. “I mean, I grabbed my currency in Boston too, so…” He muttered.

Vanessa scoffed, and then replied with, “But I need you to help me figure this out. Please?” she asked.

Benjamin rolled his eyes. “Have you never used one of these machines before? They are literally all the same.” He replied.

Vanessa let out a slightly embarrassed laugh, as if she suddenly realized how stupid she was being and wanted to cover it up by pretending that she had been joking the whole time. It wasn’t really working. “I know, but like-“

But Benjamin didn’t even let her finish. He wrapped his hands around his own luggage-handle, and then turned to face the door. “If you need me, I’ll be outside with Jessica.”

Jessica moaned as she crossed the threshold of the automatic door, bracing herself for impact. “Can I not have to deal with this asshole right now?” She murmured to herself. Luckily for her, she was able to light her cigarette and take the first drag before he joined her.

“Couldn’t wait a second longer, huh?” he asked as he went to stand next to her.

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