Authors: J.K. Hudson
“Okay.” She knows that he might be right, but another part of her knows differently. She has been wanting to do that since the moment she laid eyes on him and his brother at the club. Now that she knows they are something different, she seems to want it even more.
*****
Instead of going out, Shelly throws out the burnt chicken and cooks another meal. This time, Jerome helps and thirty minutes later, they are eating their meal. As they eat, Jerome explains to her what it is to be a dragon shifter.
“Yeah,” he says around a bite of food. “There are all kinds of shifters out there. You’ve heard of werewolves I’m sure, but there is an extraordinary amount of other shifters. If you can think of an animal that exists or used to exist then somewhere in the world, there is a shifter who can turn into that animal.”
“But what about you and Gerry? You said you were dragons and dragons never existed.”
“They did once. Our ancestors were the first dragons to walk the Earth. They were much like us in looks, but they were larger and they couldn’t shift to human form. That mutation didn’t come along until much later.”
“Amazing. How long do you live?”
“At one time, we lived for thousands of years. Not anymore though. Me and Gerry will only live the average life span of any other human.”
Shelly takes a sip of her water and shakes her head. “I find this all so . . . fascinating.”
“That’s a first.” Jerome laughs and sets his fork down on his cleaned plate. “Most people freak out.”
“Could I ask you something?”
“Sure.”
“Does it hurt when you shift?”
“A little, but you get used to it.”
“Could you shift for me now so that I can see you without being scared out of my mind?”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah.”
“Alright, but when I do, you have to remember that I’m not going to hurt you. Okay? Remember that. I’ll keep my distance.” He gets out of his chair and steps back a few steps. “Are you ready?”
“Yes.”
Shelly’s eyes widen as Jerome begins the change. His arms and legs thicken with muscle as does his neck. His clothing seems to evaporate and his skin turns iridescent scales. Horns sprout from his head and wings begin to unfurl from his shoulder blades. His eyes grow bigger and darken until they’re almost black. He stretches out his wings as the transformation is complete.
Shelly gets up out of her chair and holds out a hand that is trembling slightly. She takes a step forward and touches one of the scales on his chest. A gasp escapes her throat. Instead of being rough, the scales are smoother than glass. She takes another step forward and lays her palm on his chest. Through the palm of her hand, she can feel his heartbeat. It is strong and fast.
“My God.” She reaches up and touches his face. “You’re beautiful.”
As her hand strokes down the side of his face to his neck, he begins to change back to a human. By the time her hand reaches his shoulders, he is completely back to normal. Jerome reaches up a hand and places it on top of her hand.
“I’ve never had a human being touch me when I was in dragon form.”
Shelly steps in close and tilts back her head. Jerome puts his hands in the small of her back and kisses her fully on the lips. His lips taste like the fried chicken and carrots, but there is also another flavor there. A smoke flavor that is almost ashen. She runs her hands up his torso, over his shoulders, and clasps them behind his neck as they kiss. His hands slide over the curve of her buttocks and he lifts her off her feet. Wrapping her legs around him, she lets out a small squeal of delight as he carries her into the bedroom.
He gently lays her down on the bed and crawls atop her. She sighs with pleasure as he kisses her neck. She can feel her heart beat faster with each kiss. In one smooth motion, he pulls her shirt over her head, freeing her ample breasts. His mouth finds one of her nipples and he nibbles at the tip with his teeth. A gasp escapes her and she bucks her hips against him. She can feel that he is already rock hard. She pushes him back with her hands on his shoulders and sits up on the edge of the bed. He smiles down at her as he strips of his shirt. Working on his pants with frantic hands, she kisses his rock-hard stomach. Pulling his pants down, she grabs hold of him with both hands and takes him into her mouth. He hisses through his clenched teeth as he works her tongue around and around. Shelly works him with her hands and mouth as he moans with pleasure and thrusts his hips forward. She brings him right to the edge and stops.
He grins down at her and squats between her legs. In one motion, he rips her pants off. Hooking his arms around her legs, he pulls her close and goes to work on her with his tongue. She is already wet as he slips a finger inside of her. Her hips arch upwards and she lets out a moan as he brings her to the brink. Just like she did, he pulls back and smiles at her.
“I want you now.” she moans as she wraps her arms around him and pulls him to her. He enters her all at once. Arching her back, she moans and writhes as he thrusts into her again and again. She can feel an orgasm coming so she matches his thrusts with her own. They orgasm at the same time and she lets out a scream of pure pleasure, her voice echoing throughout the house.
Jerome rolls over onto his back and lays there panting like a racehorse that just ran the derby. Shelly rolls over onto her side and props herself up on an elbow so she can look him in the eyes.
“I’ve wanted to do that since the first time I saw you.” she tells him.
He grins at her. “Me, too.”
“What about Gerry?”
“What do you mean?”
“Will he be angry?”
“No, but he’ll definitely want to join in next time.”
“He will?” Shelly isn’t sure she’s ever thought of having two men at once, but suddenly, the idea seems like the best one she has ever heard.
“We share everything. Him and me. Even women. Can you handle that?”
She grins at him and lays a hand on his thigh. “Oh, I think I can.”
*****
An hour later, Shelly and Jerome are sitting on the couch he righted, watching TV together. The program is some nature show Jerome wanted to watch. Shelly has very little interest for the television though. She is deep in thought about what she agreed to this afternoon. Sleeping with two men at once has never crossed her mind, but now that it has, she has found that it is the only thing that she can think about. The thought of both of them ravishing her makes her shiver in anticipation.
“You alright?” Jerome asks.
“Yeah.” She racks her mind for something to explain why she is shivering. “I’m just a little cold.”
“Here.” He hands her a blanket from the back of the couch. “Me and Gerry stay warm most of the time because of our shifter abilities.”
“I forgot to ask you this before because I was a little distracted.” She smiles at him and he throws a wink back at her. “Can you breathe fire like the dragons in the books?”
“No. We can handle extreme heat and we never really get cold. The reason we’re firefighters is because fire doesn’t hurt us. We decided at a young age that we would help people and we figured this was the best way to do it.”
“That is very noble of you. I’m sure a lot of people would have chosen a different path if they had the same abilities as you do.”
“Maybe. Look at that, the baby turtles are hatching. Amazing, isn’t it?”
“Yeah.” Shelly agrees, but her mind is somewhere else.
At midnight, Gerry gets off work. Shelly watches from the hallway as he plods into the house and flops down on the couch without taking his shoes off. He is asleep seconds after his head hits the pillow.
She returns to bed, but sleep is a long time coming. She lies on her back staring up at the ceiling and wondering what it would be like to be with two men at once, especially two men who can transform into other creatures. This is all so taboo and abnormal to her and she is surprised by how much it turns her on.
Slipping her hand below the covers, she traces a line from her navel to her mound. Working her hand underneath her panties, she slips a finger inside and begins to masturbate. Thinking about both men brings her to the edge faster than she has ever before and she shudders underneath her covers. A small moan escapes her lips as she orgasms. Seconds later, she is sound asleep and dreaming.
The next morning, Shelly wakes up around nine and goes to the bathroom per her usual habit. The door is ajar and there is no sound coming from inside so she assumes that no one is using the bathroom at the moment. Sliding inside, she shuts the door and turns around. A small squeal escapes her as her eyes fall on Gerry. He is standing in the nude with one foot in the bathtub and the other on the floor. He steps out of the tub, but he does nothing to cover up his nudity.
Shelly can’t help but peek at him and she gasps at his length.
“Sorry. I forget to close the door sometimes.” He grins at her. “Hope I didn’t startle you too much.”
“Oh, I think I’ll be fine.” As she looks into his eyes, she knows only one thing. That she wants him right now more than anything in the world. She wants to take him in her mouth and taste him. With her left hand, she unties her robe and lets it fall to the floor, revealing her naked body underneath.
“Damn, you look good.” He grins mischievously and steps forward.
As he kisses her on the lips, a hand grabs her butt from behind. She assumes it is Gerry’s hand, but then another set of lips kisses her neck and she knows that it is Jerome. A shiver runs up her spine. She reaches a hand out and takes hold of Gerry. With her other hand, she reaches back and gets a hold on Jerome. With both men in her hands, she begins to stroke them as they cover her body in kisses.
Gerry leans away for a second and turns on the shower. All three climb inside the tub. Shelly closes the curtain as Gerry sits down in the tub and beckons her to him with a finger. She can see he is already erect and ready to go as she squats over him and eases herself onto his member. She lets out a moan, but he silences her with a kiss. The water feels great on her back as she moves on top of him.
Jerome bends down from behind her and caresses her shoulders softly. She knows what he is about to do and it scares her a little because she has never done it before, but she is too hot at the moment to say no. he slips inside her from behind and for a moment, pain flares in her. She grits her teeth against the pain, but it subsides quickly and is replaced by a pure ecstasy like nothing she has ever felt before. With both men thrusting into her, her screams of pleasure echo in the shower. Her first orgasm hits like a landslide and is followed by another so quickly, she feels like her head is going to explode.
Gerry picks up his pace and so does Jerome. Both men begin to grunt and moan as their breathing quickens. She can feel them as they orgasm inside of her. Jerome settles back against the opposite side of his brother, panting. Shelly sits down in between them with a smile splitting her face from ear to ear.
“That was amazing!” She looks from one to the other to see if they enjoyed it as well. She can tell by the way Gerry is smiling with his eyes closed and his head tilted back that he enjoyed it as well. Jerome laughs and leans forward. He pants a kiss on her lips and falls back.
“Best shower sex I’ve ever had. That I can tell you. Oh, shit!” He jumps up dramatically. Shelly barely suppresses a laugh at the sight of his member as it bounces around. “I have to be at work today. What time is it?”
“Don’t look at me.” Gerry says. “I ain’t wearing no watch, but I’d say it’s somewhere around 9:30 or 10.”
“Oh, shit! I gotta go!”
Jerome throws aside the curtain and leaps out of the bathtub. Moments later, he is out the front door and gone. Shelly and Gerry watches him run across the street from the living room window.
“Good thing we live so close to the fire house or he’d be late every day. That man has no concept of time whatsoever.”
“I can tell.” Shelly ties her robe and turns to Gerry. “Would you like something to eat? I fixed Jerome a meal last night, so I figured I might offer you some breakfast this morning.”
“Sounds great, but first, I gotta ask what happened to the couch and door to the basement and the window to the street.”
“I’ll explain as I cook your food.”
As Shelly cooks a meal of eggs, bacon, and toast, she explains about the men who came in the house the day before and tried to kill her and Jerome. At the mention of dragons, Gerry’s eyes widen and he asks her what she thought about them asking about dragons. She smiles at him and flips one of the eggs.
“I know all about you and your brother. He told me everything about your abilities and even showed me what he looked like when he shifted. The first time I was so scared, I closed my eyes, but the second time, I knew he wasn’t going to hurt me and I have to say that he was the most beautiful creature I have ever seen. Would it be rude of me to ask you to shift so that I could see what you look like?”
“No, I suppose it wouldn’t.”
Shelly removes the food from the stove and lays it on the table as Gerry stands up and takes a few steps back. She nods to let him know that she is ready and wipes her hands on a towel.
His body begins to morph much the same as Jerome’s had before, but instead of horns on the top of his head, he grew tusk-like protrusions from the sides of his mouth. The rest of him was the same except for the color of his scales. Jerome’s had been iridescent. Gerry’s scales are a brilliant white with veins of gold laced throughout. Shelly lets out a gasp and walks over to him. With her hands, she feels the scales on his chest. Rubbing a hand on the side of his face, she smiles at him.