The Twin Dragons Series: Dragon's Dance

EVERMORE

“They found my mom.” Draco reads a text on his phone, just after he’s walked us to my apartment door. He’s already paused and started to walk backward, his eyes haunted. “I need to make sure she’s okay.”

“Come back later?” I ask. “If you can.”

“If I can.” Draco nods and turns, leaving quickly.

For the first time, instead of dismissing his troubles as his own, I freeze as I watch for longer as he runs down the stairs. Fiona notices my stillness and hitched breath.

“He’ll be okay.” She sounds certain. “He’ll be back.”

“Draco is changing. He’s a man now.” I turn to the door and I open it, letting Fiona pass by first. She watches me, worried, but she runs to my couch first, already turning on the TV to pick out a movie.

When she was fearful I was going to do something risky, she’d disengage from conversation, knowing I’d start to convince her of my idea to sneak out past my curfew. Even living alone, my parents checked in every night to know I was in by nine o’clock every night.

And just on time, I get a call from Silver.

I answer it sweetly. “Hello, mother, I’m home, I’m safe.”

“Safe,” Storm answers, and I bite my tongue. Of course he used her number to get to me. “~Really~, Evermore.”

“Why are you always spying on me from the Shadow Realm?” I whisper, hurt. “You know I’m capable of—”

“I’m not scolding you, Evie. I’m asking you, where was Fiona today?”

“This isn’t her fault,” I whisper.

“That you were jumped? She’s meant to be guarding you twenty-four-seven,” Storm growls. “Put her on the phone. I love you both like daughters; don’t be hissy with me.”

I had been starting to hiss, my fangs growing in my mouth. I had a halfway form, where I could sprout wings and fangs if I was feeling particularly turbulent.

“I’m here.” Fiona has already run across the room, taking the phone from me. “I’m sorry, it will never happen again.”

“Stay. Together. You’re vulnerable apart.” My father uses peculiar words. We both glance at one another, confused. “I’m imparting wisdom only.”

“We know,” Fiona answers sweetly. “I won’t leave her again. No matter what.”

“I’m not a kid,” I hiss.

“We know,” Fiona hisses back. “You’re precious.”

I snatch the phone back and I hang up the call. I glare at Fiona as she backs up to the couch, glaring at me too.

“I swear, Evermore, you will accept this protection I offer you one day, without protest.”

“I think I protect you,” I answer harshly, and then I soften my tone when Fiona turns and curls up on the couch, choosing a movie.

“…we protect each other,” Fiona answers after a minute of me preparing popcorn and finding some other snacks.

I walk over and place the snacks down, and I look her over, snuggled up in the blanket, her chin on a pillow as she holds it tight to her chest, waiting for Draco to call and say he’s okay. I can tell when she’s thinking about him.

“He’s a Red,” I say it softly, after just admiring her sweetness in her aura of deep love. “He’ll kick their asses.”

“They’re all Reds,” Fiona whispers. “I chose a romantic comedy. I know you hate them, but you’ll watch it for me, right?”

“Anything for you, cutie.” I grin when she blushes, and I skip into my room to grab something better to wear, versus our fancy dresses. “Let’s change into something more comfy! Shirt for you? Or a gown, I have a few.” I pick up a few options in my fingers, and Fiona runs in, reaching around me for the short white shirt.

“This.” Fiona looks so cheeky, her eyes suddenly on fire as she changes from the dress to the shirt and just her panties. I follow suit. I like that my dress is so simple to remove, one slip of the shoulder and it falls off me.

I put on a shirt as well, red. I look for panties and Fiona snatches my hand.

“Let’s go.” Fiona shoots me a warm look. “Why do you need panties for?”

“You want me,” I say the obvious. I just read it, all over her. “Do you love me?” I know asking these bold questions will shock her, but I’m excited for her reaction.

Fiona’s mouth pops open. “How much has Draco told you?”

“I’m reading you, he didn’t tell me anything other than you wanted me to kiss you,” I admit the truth, before I ask, a little jealous. “How much do you tell him, that you don’t tell me, hmm?” I wonder.

“Well, some things are best kept secrets,” Fiona answers smoothly and shrugs. “I’m going back to the movie.” She tries to slip her hand from mine, but I bring it closer to me instead, laying her hand over my stomach, near the top of my hips.

Her hand softens and her breath hitches. “Evermore.” Fiona looks straight down, where she shouldn’t. Her look alone is making me wet.

“Only if you don’t wear them either.” I let go of her hand and I walk by her, winking as I run out and I already see her discarding them like trash.

I lie across the couch and back onto a pillow, and Fiona practically runs in laughing like a sprite or an ethereal witch from another world, her red hair bouncing around her as she jumps on top of me.

She straight up curls into my side, hugging me closer and running her leg over mine, before playing the movie and reaching for some popcorn. Fiona could be damn smooth sometimes.

We watch some of the movie, but it’s hard to concentrate, with her foot rubbing up and down my leg constantly, and her hand on my hip, where I let her touch me just before.

Eventually I feel her eyes on me, and I look at her, and she’s biting her lip, thinking.

“You want something?” I whisper.

“Can I…” Fiona trails off, she gulps and she looks down and then back up.

Her hand trails down an inch across my skin, but she’s too shy and rubs it back up, tapping my hip. I grab her hand instead and I slowly pull it down between my thighs.

Fiona immediately squeezes closer to me, her leg curling further around mine, and without her panties, I can feel her wet slippery thighs and her hot and wet pussy. Holy shit.

We had never done anything like this before, but I suddenly want to do so much more.

Fiona leans up to my face and is just about to kiss me when my fucking door slams open.

We both freeze until we hear, “I’m back—she’s okay and…” Draco trails off. He used an emergency key I gave him.

I look back to see him standing still, looking into the dark room. His nostrils flare. “…what are you two doing?” He slowly walks forward until he sees us both panty-less, Fiona’s hand still between my thighs, her finger hovering over my clit—like she’s trying to tease me.

“Want to watch a movie with us?” Fiona asks.

“This type of movie is too scary for Draco,” I tease him.

“This is the best goddamn movie I’ve ever seen.” Draco rolls his eyes over both of us. “Fuck… I almost went back home.”

“Her pussy is mine,” Fiona suddenly snaps.

“Like hell it’s just yours.” Draco grins and starts to strip.

Fiona tenses, and Draco notices. “Hey. I won’t hurt you.”

“Let her decide,” I add.

“Only if I can touch, but don’t…like, grab me,” Fiona whispers, blushing, sounding guilty for no reason.

Draco nods, cocking a brow at me. “I can’t believe you would have had this all night without me…you didn’t even text or call me back.”

“We’re just watching a movie.” I pretend nothing’s happening.

I go a bit quiet though, as Draco is now officially shirtless—and Fiona and I both ogle his abs. He discards his pants in seconds.

We’d never seen his cock outside of swim shorts, and right now it’s on full display. He’s long, thick, and iron-hard. I tilt my head as I see his balls too. “Wow,” I whisper.

Fiona is somehow even wetter against my leg now, although she’s shy as she hides beneath my shoulder as Draco comes closer.

He jumps on the couch and picks up my leg, lifting it to look between. A blush runs up my neck, but I just absorb his lust as he stares between my legs.

Fiona starts rubbing over my pussy, as if to tease Draco, and now I feel my blood is fucking boiling. With both of their attention, I think I’m going to cum.

“Let me see.” Draco looks at Fiona. He demands it, but without expectation.

Fiona looks at me and she purses her lips as she lifts her leg on her own. “Fuck…Penny…you’re so wet I can see the reflection of the moon—”

But Fiona now pinches my clit, so damn cheeky.

“I’m going to cum,” I whisper, suddenly scared—because it’s happening so quickly.

Fiona suddenly sits up and she snatches Draco’s wrist, pulling his hand between her legs. “Fuck me,” Fiona asks him. Of course, she wants to cum with me.

I watch as Draco hoists her leg over his shoulder as he slips two fingers inside her.

When I watch that interaction, I fucking buckle under Fiona’s hand.

I cum hard. I snap my thighs together and I lean down the couch, while I hear Fiona panting—and I watch Draco finger fucking her.

“Make room.” I lean over and then down to press my tongue to her clit, licking it slowly as Draco fucks her harder.

“Ah—oh, gods.” Fiona makes the most beautiful noise as she cums for the both of us.

Draco twirls out her cum with two fingers and immediately tastes it.

“Mm. My girls,” Draco growls low in his throat. “My perfect, ~perfect~ girls. You next, Ice.” He doesn’t wait for me, he grabs my thigh and forces it open as he dives between my legs.

I knew he’d be demanding as a Red, and I love it. I lift my hips as Draco eats out my trembling pussy after I just came.

Fiona is still panting, getting her breath back, while I feel Draco licking up my cream.

“Stop. Stealing. All of it,” Fiona whines and finally sits back up, trembling as she watches Draco.

His Red eyes flash and Fiona quickly sits back. His eyes warned her not to stop him.

I grab her hand as his tongue caresses my clit, in long, hard strokes.

I practically wrap my legs around his head as I cum again while squeezing Fiona’s hand.

Draco moves from my pussy and leans up, holding onto the couch, he looks over the both of us.

“You share,” Draco drawls a warning at Fiona. “You might think she’s yours, but you both belong to me. And as for you, Ice and I are going to teach you some manners if you try and keep that pussy exclusive. Do you understand?”

“Draco,” I murmur, “don’t be so mean to her.”

“Evermore can tell me what to do.” Fiona pouts and glares at Draco. “But I love you too. I just…”

“I know, oh, I know.” Draco smiles. “Now. My turn.” He leans back and turns to face the movie. “Do whatever you want. Delegate, I don’t care.”

I look at Fiona and she waits for an order.

“You want me to tell you what to do?” I ask, just to double-check.

“I’ll do anything you want.” Fiona smirks. “I’ll fuck you. I’ll fuck him. Whatever you say, Evermore, I’ll obey you. It’s my favorite fantasy.”

Well now.

Why do I love hearing that from my sweet little mage?

“Then you’re going to fuck him.” I smirk at the sudden hitch in her breath.

“I was thinking I could, as long as you help me.” Fiona bites her lip. “I want to be filled.”

I look at Draco and he’s tossed the popcorn aside, blowing smoke as he waits, tapping his foot.

He looks at me, expectedly.

“We’re coming.” I grin as I take her hand and pull her over. “Sit back, Fire.”

Draco does just that, holding the back of the couch with his hands.

He’s fucking sexy like that.

Every part of him is rock hard and I lead Fiona over with my hand over her waist.

“Will you lick the rest?” Fiona whispers. “From below?”

I nod. “I thought I was telling you what to do,” I whisper into her ear. “Draco.” I look at him, “Don’t touch her.”

“I won’t.” Draco winks reassuringly at Fiona as she climbs onto his lap, holding his dick. “You better taste my balls, Evermore.”

Of course, he tells me what to do.

I grin and show off my fangs, but when I get onto my knees and lean in—I kiss his balls gently.

I breathe him in and he smells like the fires of heaven that I had imagined for so long. I never told them I had imagined being with them like this too.

I look up as Fiona positions herself above. I help grab his cock and line it up with her dripping pussy.

“I’ll taste you both at the end.”

With my husky words, Fiona settles on his dick and drops down—already riding. My eyes widen at her enthusiasm. Draco tenses.

I feel his thigh muscles clench as Fiona rides him like a wild animal. I caress his balls with my hand, feeling how heavy they are while watching her ass bounce.

“Hold my hips,” Fiona asks Draco, and he immediately does.

I reach up a hand and hold my hand over his fingers. She’s riding lower, circling her hips as she moans.

“Fuck,” Draco hisses, “I’m going to fucking burst.”

“I want Evermore to swallow it,” Fiona moans, all sassy too.

“I was going to, you brat,” I growl.

“Fuck, okay.” Draco has to toss Fiona off his cock, onto the couch, so I can sit up over his wet cock as it spurts over my awaiting tongue.

She fucked him so well he was coming quick. I’m perfectly placed.

Draco’s cum drips down my tongue, then it drips back onto his dick. I slowly lean down and take all of him into my mouth, tasting every inch.

I move so deep I almost gag, but I love the taste of them so much that I want it right at the back of my throat. I bob my head a bit, savoring it, then I suck all the way off to the tip, licking the head.

The whole time I held his gaze, and Draco was fucking entranced, his aggression held beneath the surface, always in control of his instincts to get rough.

I fucking love the taste of her and him, and by the time I’ve licked and sucked him clean, I lean right back and smile.

Fiona curls up under a blanket, blushing and hiding her face into one of the pillows.

“Did we really just do that?” Fiona asks us. “What the fuck?”

“Let’s do it again.” Draco snarls it a bit too harsh, but with my glare, he changes tone. “Or we can…wait…,” he forces out, and I wink at him for trying so hard.

Fiona stops hiding and she looks at us both.

“Why is she so damn cute, Evermore?” Draco starts to snarl again. “Fuck, I want to…hold her.” ~He’s really trying.~

“Let’s hold her,” I agree, and Fiona practically leaps from the couch, running to the bedroom.

“Oh, no, not cuddles!” Fiona screeches and laughs all the way.

I stand with Draco, and he takes a moment to grab my face, leaning down and kissing me hard.

“Mine,” Draco growls his approval. “My girl.”

“I can still be scary,” I whisper.

“Not to me.” Draco drops his forehead to mine. “I’ll fuck you soon, Ice.”

“Fiona,” I mention.

“That cute bitch.” Draco turns from me, his eyes on fire as he strides into the bedroom first.

I catch up, and I see Fiona laid out on her side. She tossed the top off now, so she’s completely naked.

I get rid of mine as well, since she did. I jump onto the bed and practically snuggle into her warm breasts. “So soft,” I sigh.

“You’re mine.” Fiona holds my head close.

“Both mine.” Draco comes around and puts his arm over the both of us. “Fuck me. I’m the luckiest man alive.”

“We don’t belong to you,” Fiona teases while wiggling her butt against his groin. “You can put it in again if you like.”

“Fuck.” Draco squeezes my elbow, asking me.

“Do it,” I growl out my approval.

The next second, I feel Fiona squeak as she’s pushed closer to me, as Draco shoves his dick back into her pussy, and he starts to fuck her slowly.

“Kiss my neck,” Fiona asks him for that as well.

Draco does just that, and I look up to see him glaring at me. He wants to fuck me too. I see his aura, angry, possessive, almost rageful with his passion.

I feel a scorching heat, and I glance down with a fright to see his hand glowing with red fire, and it almost burns me. I jerk away from them, and he lets me go to hold Fiona instead.

He moved too quickly, and she jerks and squirms away. Draco immediately stops everything and turns to see her lying on the bed, looking at his red hand as a soft, invisible fire floats in the air with a soft red tinge.

I lift up my hand and show off my blue fire, which also turns silvery and translucent around Fiona. I look to see what will happen to our different kinds of Dragon Fire as we hover them above her.

“Touch me with that,” Fiona whispers.

“Penny…don’t ask for something you won’t like. It’ll leave a mark.” Draco goes cold.

“Do it.” Fiona changes her tone. “I… I don’t think it’ll burn.”

“You think we’re mates?” I whisper.

“I know we are.” Fiona licks her lips and looks at me. “Storm and I knew all along…”

What the…? This cheeky witch. I am kind of annoyed Fiona held that back from me, and a sadistic part of me wants to see the consequences, just to see the truth.

I take my Ice of Fire, and I hover it over her chest. Draco follows, until we press our hands to her… Fiona sighs and relaxes as we both see a mark weave against her skin. She shivers as if it only tickles, and I tilt my head at the mark created.

A female figure being intertwined by two snakes. Fiona is the mage. The snakes have wings.

“You’re both the loves of my life,” Fiona says, so content with that fact.

Draco keeps staring at the mark, getting closer. Fiona nods, and he kisses her collarbone and the mark.

“I felt something,” Draco admits, “but I had no idea it was this.”

“You just wanted to fuck us eventually.” I roll my eyes.

Draco just shrugs, pretending to agree when we all know that wasn’t the case. He cared about us deeply, but these damn hormones were making us all crazy for each other.

Fiona glares at Draco anyway.

I laugh. “You belong to us, little mage,” I remind her. “We’re the doms with you.”

“She’s definitely not going to let me dominate her,” Draco whispers at me.

“I will one day,” Fiona whispers back. “For now, you do what I say, Draco. That way, I won’t overreact…and please don’t scare me.”

“Why can Ever tell you what to do?” Draco narrows his eyes at me. “I’m going to dominate your ass, Evermore.”

I blush at the thought. “You want me to obey you, Draco?”

Draco asks Fiona, slyly, “Can I fuck Evermore? To punish her for being so fucking sexy.”

“Yes!” Fiona squeaks out the order. “I want her wet and ruined.”

This little vixen—gosh! I thought I was mischievous. But when it came to my pussy, Fiona was being an absolute menace.

“Done.” Draco hovers over Fiona, careful not to touch her as he pushes me down and lifts both my legs.

I lean back with both my arms up, sighing. “I love you.” I say it sweetly while fluttering my eyelids. “Fiona.”

Draco smirks. “I know you love me, Ice.” He takes my virginity with one smooth thrust.

Holy shit.

My wet pussy welcomes him in, and I close my eyes with the heat that surges through me.

Oh. Oh my… I—I didn’t realize—how intense this would feel. I am so full, and he’s going to fuck me hard with that weapon? After I already orgasmed twice?

“G-gentle,” I suddenly beg Draco. “Please, please.”

Draco slows. He keeps his dick snug inside me. “We can just sleep like this, my dick owning your pussy, while Penny freaks out that she can’t stick her tongue in it.”

“I like that plan,” I tease Fiona, and when I look at her, she’s crossing her arms and glaring at the both of us.

“Draco, you could just fuck us both?” Fiona asks. “We could hug a pillow each and just give you our wet pussies to share.”

“You have a way with words.” Draco glares his love at Fiona. Draco takes his dick from my pussy, and I gasp out. I wanted it back inside! I turn around and grab onto a pillow. Fiona does the same.

“Fuck.” Draco glances between us.

“You can do whatever you like now,” Fiona advises him. “Because I want her cream inside my pussy.”

“We really are sharing Ice cream tonight.” Draco smacks both our asses, grabbing a handful of each. “Fuck. Me.”

“This is the rest of your life.” I wiggle my ass up.

“No, legs together, girls.” Draco runs a strong hand down my leg, clenching just under the knee—for the both of us, as we both yelp out with the pleasure that surges up. “Erroneous zone. I know all the tricks to make you fucking scream.”

“Were you not a virgin?” Fiona asks.

“Ha, funny.” Draco rests his knees on either side of my ass, and he drops down, fucking into me. “Watch me,” he asks Fiona, and she’s already doing that, looking between me and Draco riding my ass.

“This is going inside you next,” Draco promises, leaning over my shoulder. He kisses my nape. “I’ve imagined this every night for years—sharing you.”

After a few fucks, Fiona starts to squirm.

“Me next,” Fiona gasps out. “Me, me.”

Draco slows his fucking in my tight pussy, just as I was building to a third climax.

I let out a frustrated breath, and Draco pulls his dick from my pussy and climbs over Fiona’s ass next.

“Me, me,” Draco mimics her. “So. Fucking. ~Cute~.” He dips his wet dick into her pussy next. She had been wiggling her hips up—and as soon as he thrust into her, Fiona fucking came.

Draco paused to see her squirming and moaning. “More, moooore. Forevermore.”

“What a perfect poetic slut,” Draco whispers. “Holy shit, this is the best night of my life.”

He starts to fuck Fiona through her orgasm. When she’s spent, Draco slows and rests heavily inside her, stretching her open, watching her catch her breath as she falls asleep, so at peace while clutching the pillow.

I press a finger to my lips, and Draco understands not to wake her.

Fiona had trouble sleeping, so it was better not to disturb her.

He moves out of her in slow motion, and I see his dick is lathered in cream.

Draco smiles as he gets back over my ass, slipping his dick back into my pussy. He leans down to my ear. “Don’t make a sound, Ice.”

Draco slips a hand around my waist and down my hip—his finger finds my clit, and he flicks it back and forth, as he starts to fuck me, holding me down, very still.

He fucks me slow, but his finger’s touch pushes me over the edge.

Draco presses a hand to the back of my head, pushing my face into the pillow hard as I cum a third fucking time. I can’t breathe, but he seems to think it’s a good way to keep me quiet. It also, for some stupid reason, makes the pleasure feel far more drawn out.

When Draco lets me go, I lean up, gasping in fresh oxygen. He already hovers back down, as he keeps fucking me slow, not done yet.

“Go to sleep,” Draco growls in my ear. “My good girls, both being fucked to sleep.” He sounds so satisfied, and then he’s fucking me deeper, hearing me gasp, he puts his fingers in my mouth, over my tongue. His dick is ready to burst.

Draco releases inside me, burying as deep as he can go, letting it fill me. “Sleep, Ice, we’re doing this forever now. You’re both mine. My ~perfect, ~perfect girls.”

He was so in love with us—but we also loved him just as much.

I feel him pull out, and Draco gets off the bed to walk off and clean up.

I rest on the pillow, enjoying the tranquil feeling after cumming thrice.

Fiona is completely out cold, and I’ve never seen her look so rested and at home.

I never want to see her anxious again.

Fiona, Draco, and I had to stick together. And we had an excuse now.

We were mates. Fiona belonged to us. We’d protect her.

We’d all protect each other.