Page 1 of Claiming Two Dragons
ChapterOne
Dymme Ollur knewthat she would not be like other dragons. She wouldn’t wait for centuries to pass before deciding to start searching for hermates.
Nope.
She had decided at the young age of seventy-five that she would search for them. Everyone knew of the dragon curse. It was a curse that was so vile, that if a dragon did not find a mate, the dragon would fall into an eternalsleep.
NotDymme.
For the past twenty-five years, she had lived on her own to prepare for the time she would find her mates. Lately, she had kept an eye on the shifter message boards and heard of another triad who had to rush and mate because the dragon curse had begun to claim one of thefemales.
Dymme was deathly afraid of being claimed by the dragoncurse.
Her dragonsnorted.
Not them. They wouldn’t have to worry about the dragon curse because they weren’t going to wasteanytime.
Dymme walked into her bedroom from the bathroom in nothing but her towel. Fresh from her shower, she planned to begin her search in the morning by flying out to search byterritories.
She sighed, letting her towel drop to the floor. Her long brown hair hung down her back in waves, brushing the curve of her ass. The cool air kissed her naked flesh as she made her way to her oversized bed. When she had bought it, she had kept her mates in mind. Once she found them, she wanted to ensure that she had room for the threeofthem.
She turned off her bedside lamp as she crawled into the bed, excited for her upcoming travels. Her eyes caught sight of the door to the balcony that was still open, but she refused to get out of her bed to close it. Her neighborhood was safe, and there was nothing like fresh ocean air streaming intotheroom.
She snuggled down under the blankets as she imagined her mates, wondering what fate would have in store for her. Would she belong to a triad that was made of two strong males and her? Or would she be in the rare triad of two females andaman?
The news she had read on the shifter blogs were that the most recent triads were two females with one male. She didn’t have a preference of combination, she just wanted her mates byherside.
She turned to lie on her back. Were they out there thinking of her too? Were the two of them together already, lookingforher?
Her pussy grew slick with need, imagining her first time with her mates. Would they like her breasts? Her nipples pushed painfully against her blanket. She removed the blanket and gasped as the cool air kissed her nipples. Groaning, she reached for her breasts and cupped them in her hands, imagining her mates fondling and squeezing her painfully erectnipples.
What she wouldn’t give for them to suck her aching breasts into their mouths. Her legs spread wide as she thought of her mates running their hands along her sensitive flesh, causing her to thrust her hips forward for her imaginary lovers. Goose bumps littered her skin as she massaged her softmounds.
“Where are you?” she murmured, sexually frustrated that her mates were not there to take her. Her small hands slid down her soft belly, gliding to her valley down below. Her small fingers knew the way to her destination. It was a road they had traveled many times. “Mates. Ineedyou.”
Her small fingers parted her slick labia and slid deep into her slick channel. She gathered the moisture that waited for her and guided it to herhiddennub.
She kicked her legs free from the restricting covers as she imagined eyes on her, watching as she pleasuredherself.
“Yes,” she hissed, rolling her clit between her fingers. She squeezed her breast, rolling her nipple between her fingers as she continued to flick her sensitiveflesh.
Her eyes shut tight with the imagery of her mates urging her on. It was as if she could hear them muffled in the back ofhermind.
She ached to be filled by the cock of her imaginary lover. She rolled to her side and opened the bedside drawer to find her perfect toy. A single girl waiting on her mates got lonely, leaving her to collectsubstitutes.
Not that the substitutes could ever replace her mates. They were just a stand-ins. The moment she found them, there would be no more need forhertoys.
Her mates would behertoys.
She brandished her thick dildo that would help her along tonight. Mr. Biggs was the nickname she had given it. It was thick and long, and would give her what sheneeded.
The evidence of her readiness was currently coating her thighs and pussy lips. She positioned the head at her opening with one hand, and used her other to massageherclit.
Her breaths came fast as she thrust the cock deep inside. She cried out from the invasion. It had been a while since she had used Mr.Biggs.
“Fuck,” she muttered as she pulled it out and thrust it deep within her again. Her fingers flew across her clitoris. She imagined the cock belonging to her mate, as her other mate watched and used hers, or his, fingers. “Oh,God.”
Her moans filled the air as she brought herself closer to completion. Mr. Biggs pounded inside of her,stretchingher.
