STORY EXCERPT

Trudy had not enjoyed a sheltered childhood. She’d pretty much brought herself up while her mother worked eighteen or more hours a day, seven days a week, in a sweatshop, sewing clothes for two dollars an hour. She’d seen life on the streets in all its sordid detail and come to the conclusion that it wasn’t for her. She’d also decided by the age of twelve that sewing, prostitution, and crime weren’t careers she’d follow. At fifteen, she’d apprenticed herself to Larry, an elderly locksmith. The day she’d turned eighteen, he’d handed the business over to her and caught a plane to Florida, where he planned to sit on the beach for the rest of his life.

But when she’d decided to hand-deliver her quotation for upgrading security at The Magic Dragon Museum, she’d thought she’d be speaking to Mallory, the manager-curator there, and possibly her boyfriend, Angus, who seemed a possessive kind of man. Trudy entered Mallory’s apartment via the roof garden to prove how useless the current security was. The last thing she expected to see was four completely naked men, three other men wearing only jeans, and a woman dressed in nothing but a baggy T-shirt, as well as Mallory and Angus.

Life on the streets had been eye-opening, and as a locksmith, she’d had to rescue the occasional naked person who’d locked themselves out of their apartment, but nothing had prepared her for this.

“What the fuck is going on here? And why are so many of you naked?”

“They’re all dragon shape-shifters. This museum is their home,” said Mallory.

Trudy couldn’t see any evidence they’d been drinking, or doing drugs, but that sure didn’t sound logical to her. “Right. Okay. This is my quotation for the security. I’ll just leave it here and be on my way then.”

“Oh, no you won’t. What if she’s working for Teivel?” One of the naked men, a very good-looking one with brown hair and eyes and a really long cock, grabbed her arm and pulled her against his chest.

An upbringing like hers had taught Trudy many skills other women didn’t have. She slid under his arm, twisted sideways, and rammed her knee into his balls, then stepped smartly out of his reach. “I own my own business and don’t work for anyone but myself, you pervert.” The man was bent forward, holding his family jewels. Trudy was actually rather surprised he wasn’t curled up on the floor crying. He must be pretty tough. Or else she didn’t hit him hard enough. Most of the people in the apartment were now talking at once. From what Trudy could understand, some of them didn’t want to tell her anything, and Mallory and the other woman were arguing she should be told the truth. Yeah, the truth would be great, but she could live without it. Right now it was time to go.

Trudy backed silently toward the door she’d entered by, but another one of the naked men, a redhead, was watching her. “Don’t sneak off. We won’t hurt you. If you come in and sit down, we’ll tell you why Mallory asked you to improve the locks here.”

“Why don’t you tell me why you’re naked? If this is supposed to be an orgy, where are all the other women?”

One of the men wearing only jeans and the woman who wasn’t Mallory were locked in a passionate embrace. Maybe it was an orgy.

ADULT EXCERPT

Three or four hands were playing around her cunt, drawing circles and spirals on her upper thighs, tormenting her by being so close to her pussy without ever touching it. Someone licked and nibbled around her belly button, then trailed a wet tongue lower, but once again didn’t touch her cunt.

Trudy’s breath was coming faster now, and sweat was breaking out on her body. She was intensely aroused but incredibly unfulfilled. “Stop teasing and fuck me now,” she demanded.

“I thought you’d never ask,” said Crevan, and a huge cock slid into her aching core. He pushed in hard and deep, filling her, stretching her, and her pussy creamed for him, he felt so wonderful.

Penllyn leaned over her breasts, sucking one deep into his mouth. Not just the nipple, but the areola as well, his tongue playing with the nipple, his lips sucking on her skin. Once again honey poured from her in delight at the touch of his mouth. Trudy grabbed his head and held it to her, wanting more, much more, even though what she already had was so good.

Graegor was still gently massaging her head and neck, and while it was soothing, it was also arousing. The shivers running up and down her spine were lust as much as anything else.

Daegan was lying on the opposite side of her from Penllyn, and Trudy thought it was his hands that had been on her thighs, with Crevan’s. But now that Crevan had begun a slow push into her and an even slower withdrawal from her, Daegan was concentrating on the skin of her hips and lower belly. She’d never known before, but touching her there was very arousing.

Although it was difficult to think with Crevan powering into her. She wrapped her legs around him, digging her heels into his lower back to let him know she wanted more, faster. He ignored her gestures, maintaining the same slow, tormenting pace.

Penllyn was sucking her other breast now, and Graegor was licking along her shoulders. So many men. So much stimulation, and it was cranking the need in her belly up higher and higher.

Trudy slid her arm down Penllyn’s back, loving the sleek smoothness of it, the rippling muscles under her hand. She could feel the damp head of his cock pressed into her side. “Come closer, let me touch your cock,” she said, tugging on his shoulder.

“It wants your touch. It wants you,” said Penllyn, wiggling around so he was kneeling up beside her.

Trudy stroked her hand down his shaft. It was hot and engorged, and she knew he’d come very easily. Deliberately, she squeezed him then stroked him, her hand firm but not rough, until she scraped her nails over his cockhead. She followed that up by stroking his head and shaft again, noticing how much pre-cum he was releasing. Trudy disentangled her other arm from the mass of bodies and cupped and stroked his balls, Penllyn obligingly moving a few inches closer to her to help her reach.

Crevan had tilted her hips up higher and was going deeper inside her than any man had ever been before, thanks to his long cock. It felt so very good, her brain was frying with the need to come, but Crevan maintained his steady pace.

“Let me suck you,” she said to Penllyn.

He kneeled up higher and held his cock at her mouth. “I’m very close,” he warned her.

“I know,” she replied. “That’s why I want to do it.”

Just as she drew Penllyn into her mouth, sucking him as deep and hard as she could, Daegan bit her nipple lightly. The orgasm that had been building in her core for so long raced through her. Trudy hollowed her cheeks and sucked Penllyn as firmly as she dared, not wanting him to be left without coming.

Someone pinched her clit, and the climax that was already rushing through her intensified tenfold, causing her entire body to shake.