Border Lair (12 page)

She took his hand and turned it to press a tender kiss to his palm. Their eyes locked and held as she smiled.

“I truly do. I want to try.” Joyous tears slipped down her face as she looked up at him. “Darian, I love you.”

“And I love you, Adora.” A kiss sealed his words as he pulled her body into his embrace. Adora pushed at his hastily donned leggings until he was naked once more.

“Let’s move this into the bedroom,” Jared suggested. “I believe we have some unfinished business to attend to.”

Tugging on Darian’s hand and catching Jared’s in her other hand, she led them both toward the largest bed in the big suite. It happened to be in Jared’s chamber. Jared winked at her as he caught her up in his arms, strode through the archway and deposited her on his wide bed.

“As my lady wishes, of course.”

Darian knew he couldn’t go slowly this time. He needed her too badly.

Watching Adora make love with Jared, instead of defusing his desire, had only made it rise impossibly higher. A look of understanding passed between the men as Jared stepped back, motioning Darian to take the lead this time. With a nod of thanks, Darian knelt down on the bed beside Adora. She was eager for them both and her responsive little body only made his passion climb higher than it had ever been before.

“How do you want it, sweetheart? Slow, fast, gentle, rough?” Darian whispered as he nipped her tender throat on the way to her sensitive breasts.

“I want what you want,” she answered with little guile.

He loved that about her. She was fully a woman, yet so innocent. He would bet her husband, gods rest his departed soul, hadn’t taken her beyond basic lovemaking. Darian relished the thought that he could teach her a thing or two about giving and receiving pleasure. There was so much he wanted to experience with her, so much he wanted for her to experience.

“Then hang on for a wild ride, my lovely.”

He bit softly at her slight belly, winking up at her as he licked down lower, over her distended clit. A second little nip there as he tested her readiness had him smiling. She was gushing and so responsive to his every move. She was more than ready for him.

Moving with some urgency, yet caressing her skin at every turn, Darian positioned himself under her. He had something in mind and, glancing over at Jared, was pleased to note the fire in the other man’s eyes as he watched Adora. It boded well for Darian’s plans. Catching Jared’s attention with a patting motion on her beautiful fleshy ass, Darian raised one eyebrow at the knight. Understanding flared as Jared licked his lips, seemingly mesmerized by the sight of Adora’s womanly body swaying seductively with her passionate motions.

“How about we all do this together?” Darian made sure his voice was pitched loud enough so that Jared would hear his question to their woman.

“Is that possible?” Adora sat back, looking down at him with questions in her lovely green eyes.

He chuckled. “You’re a healer, woman. You should know there’s more than one place a man can pleasure himself and his woman.”

She blushed so prettily he reached up and kissed her, the muscles in his abdomen rippling and contracting as he sat up under her slight weight.

Pulling back, Darian watched her eyes carefully for any sign of fear, but there was none. No, his little adventuress was curious and more than a little excited if he read her right.

He looked over at Jared and caught the other man’s eye once more.

“What do you say?”

Jared’s cock was hard as stone watching Adora climb all over Darian’s firm body. The other man was damned near perfect. No huge, ugly scar marred his skin and Jared remembered how his handsome face and perfect teeth had been sighed over by the ladies of the court. He could understand why Adora might fancy Darian, but he couldn’t fathom why in the world the woman would want him as well.

He was scarred badly, his face nothing to write home about. His body was rough, hair flying whichever way no matter what he did to tame it and starting to go grey now just at the temples. He was no longer the handsome lord he’d once pretended to be. He was a rough warrior now, through and through. Yet, the magical light of passion tempered Adora’s sultry green gaze when she looked at him.

Apparently love truly did make one blind, for she looked at him with the eyes of love—the same way she looked at Darian’s perfect features. How had he gotten so lucky? Why had the Mother blessed him so well? Jared would never know, but he would spend every moment proving to Adora that her love was not misplaced, demonstrating over and over how much he loved and cherished her in return.

When Darian’s raised eyebrow challenged him, Jared was more than up for it. He searched around the sparse room, knowing he would need something to ease his way inside Adora’s unused channel. The curiosity in her eyes told him she had never done this before—never taken a man’s cock up her pretty ass—but he knew she was game to try. He didn’t want to hurt her, so he’d make sure she was well prepared. The only problem was, Jared was totally unprepared. He had nothing to use as a lubricant to help ease his way past her tight muscles.

Look in the top drawer of the table at the side of your bed.

Kelzy’s voice came to him seemingly out of the blue. Turning, Jared spied Kelzy’s large head watching all from the archway. He should have known his dragon partner would be watching over him and the small human woman she thought of as her daughter.

Jared moved to the nightstand and opened the drawer. Inside was a large tub of a pleasant smelling herbal concoction tucked neatly into the top that he’d never seen before.

He looked back at Kelzy suspiciously. Where did this come from?

I asked Belora to put it there.

You were awfully sure about this then, huh?

I hoped, Kelzy clarified. I prayed to the Mother that you three would come to your senses and see what was right in front of you all the time.

Without comment, Jared scooped out a bit of the salve and went back to the lovers entwined on his bed. Adora was impaled on Darian’s cock, riding sinuously while Darian held her to a slow pace. The other man knew what was coming and he was coaching her into the experience, thoughtful and tender as Jared looked on approvingly.

Jared caught Darian’s eye as he positioned himself. Nodding to each other over Adora’s shoulder, Darian reached down and pulled her luscious cheeks apart, helping Jared in his quest to teach her this new pleasure.

He slathered her little hole with the herbal mixture, probing gently at first, then more insistently as she responded with soft sighs and hungry moans to his moves. He sank two fingers into her, stretching gently, urging her to relax as he worked his way inside. A third finger slipped in and after a bit of stroking in and out, he figured she was as ready as he could make her.

As gently as he could, he positioned himself at her opening, pressing steadily inside. She accepted him with surprisingly little fuss, her body shivering just a bit as she was stretched in this new way for the first time.

“Is it all right?” Jared asked, bending to nip the lobe of her ear.

Adora moaned. “It feels so strange! So good. Oh, Jared!”

He smiled and sank completely inside her. Once there, he just waited a moment, both to let her adjust and to savor the feeling. Jared could feel the ridge of Darian’s cock through the tissues separating them. Jared knew the other man felt her pussy tighten impossibly around his own straining member, just as he felt the flexing inside her ass. He caught Darian’s eye and they began to move in her. This was a true partnership—the goal of their work to make the woman between them experience the ultimate in pleasure.

They were both dedicated to their work.

While Adora whimpered in mounting pleasure, they each worked their cocks in and out of her, in rhythm. She strained between them, coming to peak after peak as they rode her through the pleasure right into another wave of ecstasy.

“Are you with us, love?” he heard Darian ask her. She moaned in reply as both men chuckled, but the time was drawing near.

Jared sped up, knowing Darian would feel and understand the need for urgency. Together they rode her higher and higher. Jared loved the way her fingers clutched at his hands and arms and her mouth sought purchase on Darian’s sweat-slicked skin. She was close to total meltdown and together, they were going to take her there.

“Now, Adora! Now!” Jared called out as he bucked into her, ramming high and tight. He felt Darian do the same as her body convulsed around them in the biggest explosion yet. Adora screamed as she came, over and over, hard and fast, and Jared finally gave himself permission to let go.

He pulsed into her ass, filling her with his cum, knowing that at the same time, Darian was filling her womb with his own tribute. It was an amazing feeling and one he never thought he would know. To love and be loved and know that should he falter, there was a partner there, ready and willing to help him, even as he would do the same. Together they would cherish and love this little woman who gave so much of herself to them both, and she would never be in any danger as long as one of them lived.

Pulling from her as gently as he could, Jared took only a moment to clean up before returning to the big bed, claiming one side of her luscious, sated body for himself and falling into a deep dreamless slumber. The crisis was past. There was only the future to look forward to now and it looked bright indeed.

Before the others rose the next morning, Darian walked through the halls of the Border Lair, needing to exercise his healing leg. The Lair was a truly magnificent feat of architecture and magic, combined to form a place that was hospitable for man and dragon alike. There were few women and children about, but there were some. Most smiled and nodded as he passed, friendly but reserved. It was, after all, quite early in the morning, so everyone kept their voices down to avoid waking those who needed more sleep.

Darian followed most of the early risers in the general direction of the great hall. There, he found quite a few people gathered, eating breakfast.

Some knights were clearly just coming off duty, dressed still in their leathers, and some were freshly shaven, in a rush to get out on their own patrols.

All of them eyed him suspiciously, though none bothered him as he ate a small bowl of porridge one of the smiling women had spooned up for him.

There were those who didn’t view him as the enemy, but they appeared to be few and far between. The disgruntled looks shot at him from all around the hall made Darian feel rather conspicuous. Rather than tempt fate—and the angry knights eyeing him hostilely—he finished his meal, then stacked his used bowl and spoon in the area set aside and walked quietly out into the hall.

That should’ve been the extent of the excitement, but Darian didn’t count on the foolishness of youth. A few of the younger knights followed him, walking beside and behind him in the wide hallway as he headed for the landing ledge. It was on the way back to Jared’s suite and Darian had wanted to get a bit of fresh air before returning, but the younger knights changed his plans.

They followed on his heels, slowing their pace to match his as they neared the wide landing area. All his instincts went on alert. These knights apparently had some kind of problem with him and they undoubtedly wanted to be heard—or worse.

Normally Darian was light on his feet and good with his fists, but the recently healed injury put a little cramp in his style. Even so, five against one weren’t the greatest odds—even for him. And to top it off, Darian didn’t really want to fight with these lads. He hadn’t the heart for it. The Draconian knights had every reason to despise Skithdron after the unprovoked attacks on the border. Skithdron was in the wrong here and these young hotheads saw him as the enemy, no matter that he’d sacrificed all he owned and all he was to come here and warn the Draconian side of worse things yet to come.

To them he was simply an enemy.

Darian sighed as he stepped out into the open landing area. They would act now, if at all, he knew. They didn’t disappoint him.

“We don’t want you here, Skithdronian scum.”

Darian turned to face the speaker, his back to the wide expanse of the landing ledge. There were seven of them now. Apparently two more had just flown in from patrol and joined with their fellows against the enemy in their midst. Darian had to forcibly hold back a sigh.

“I have no quarrel with you, sir knight.” Darian did his best to keep his tone civil, but firm.

“What if we have a quarrel with you? Skith bastard.” Another of the young fools found the nerve to speak, buoyed by his compatriots.

“Go back where you came from,” yet another of them sneered.

Darian didn’t want this to turn into a fight. These men were all younger than he was, big and battle-trained. But Darian had skills that—even with his slightly swollen leg—assured him he could at the very least hold his own. Still, he didn’t want to harm any of these youngsters. He thought it wouldn’t be a good idea to repay Jared’s welcome by disabling five or six of his knights on his first full day in the Lair.

“Look,” Darian held up his hands, palms outward in a gesture for calm, “I don’t want any trouble.”

“Then leave,” came the quick reply.

Darian was at a loss as to how to defuse this situation. The young knights were attracting attention and others were coming over, some to join and some to simply observe. He became aware of dragons too, pausing to see what their human counterparts were doing, and one dragon in particular, came up behind him, settling at his back.

Almost dreading what he’d find, Darian craned his head around to find the huge blue-green dragon, shockingly, standing behind him. It was Kelzy, and she clearly showed her support for Darian, eyeing the knights arrayed against him—no, them, now—with a baleful glare.

He hadn’t dared expect any assistance from the huge dragon, though he thought she was coming to like him a bit better as she got to know him. Still, this sort of show of support was completely unexpected and oddly humbling.