38. Tyson

CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT

TYSON

W atching Wiggles flush and squirm under our attention was now my main reason to keep breathing. Her aura changed from deep shades of lust to humor to sweet moments which touched my soul. She was beautiful in ways I couldn’t put into words. Seeing her surrounded by her mates made my dragon beam with pride.

Although we started our party in a bedroom, we pressed her against every surface, lapped at her juices from every angle, and made her orgasms echo off at least three different acoustic spaces.

Getting five people to orgasm at the same time was not as simple as I first thought.

Og and Lux had the stamina of teenage boys, though they were getting better after a few rounds. Rehan and I struggled to stop competing and ended up making sure we lasted just a little longer than the other.

Immortal badass or not, Wiggles was only one woman with a healthy sexual appetite but a mortal body which was getting tired. All of us were. After another water and snack break, Og healed Wiggle’s dick-battered insides so we could go again.

We found ourselves back in the living room with our timeline hanging on the wall. We’d shortened the legs of a table so it was the perfect height for our activities and moved it to the center of the room. Blankets covered the hard surface. A disco ball spun from the ceiling, making the space dance with bright white dots. It was an effect meant to get us in the mood while keeping us thoughtful.

Naked as the day she was born, Wiggles danced in the flickering dots. Fire, she was beautiful. She twerked down, and the little heart-shaped butt plug stretching her out for me almost slipped out of her lubed-up ass.

“You’ve got to work together.” Wiggles poked my bare chest. “Magic likes coordination and balance. If any part of this curse has to do with sex, the energy of four…”

“Five,” Og cut in. “Don’t forget about yourself.”

“Orgasms,” Wiggles continued, “will break it.”

“Where was pep talk, Jay, before our fights?” Lux asked.

Wiggles stuck her tongue out at the air dragon, who rushed forward before waiting for the rest of us to do the same. It only took a few minutes of foreplay for all of us to be as hard as steel.

With our increased stamina, Rehan and I shared her first. I let the water dragon bury his girth in her while I surrounded my cock with her perfect tits. She squirmed and moaned under us. Rehan placed a hand on my shoulder, and I snarled, sitting up so I could fight the dragon off. Only Lux and Og looked at me expectantly, and I reminded myself of what we were doing.

Wiggles smiled up at me. Her aura wasn’t just the reds and purples of lust but mixed with bright oranges and yellows. She was thinking, calculating our efforts. This time, instead of stopping her, we embraced it.

It felt odd, being analytical about sex, but it also tested my control.

I didn’t punch Rehan. Instead, I switched places with Wiggles. Back flat on the lowered table with my ass half hanging off the edge, I spread my legs as far as I could get them. Wiggles pulled out her butt plug and crawled on top of me, facing away from me.

“Are you ready, Tyson?” she asked.

I growled and helped guide her ass onto my ridged dick. One inch at a time, she took my shaft. We hadn’t done much butt stuff, and I could tell it wasn’t her favorite, but her cheeks squeezed me, enveloping me in heat which made me want to forget our goals a second time. I pushed down on her hips, but Wiggles didn’t speed up. She continued her slow, torturous descent, driving me wild. Finally, she bottomed out on my balls. I grunted, but I couldn’t move my hips. I barely had enough purchase with my legs to keep us balanced.

Next, Rehan and Lux positioned themselves between our legs, pushing Wiggles and my legs as far apart as we could get them. I didn’t know who slid in first, but Wiggles tensed around my dick as the second dick entered her passage at the same time.

“Oh, shit, that’s a lot,” Wiggles panted above me, her voice a mix of pleasure and discomfort.

A moment later, I understood her words as pressure from Rehan and Lux pressed against my dick buried in her ass.

“Love, we can stop,” Rehan said.

Wiggles shook her head. “No. I just need to adjust.”

She leaned back, leaving less of my dick in her than I wanted, but enough. I wrapped my hand around her tits as if they were handles. They squished pleasantly in my hands. Feck, I loved her tits. The three of us adjusted so she could suck Og’s dick, which hung way too close to my face. My legs trembled from the effort of balancing the four of us, and my balls throbbed with the need to move.

Wiggles parted her lips into a little ‘o,’ and Og slid himself down her throat. His tip caught at her back for a single moment before the side of her neck bulged. I about burst in her ass just seeing it.

“Rehan, go, fecking move us,” I literally cried.

The overly muscled Trout rocked, making our tower of pressure teeter. Wiggles tried to take control, but she couldn’t. She was just an empty pastry between us, waiting to be filled with cream.

“You’ve got this, baby,” Lux purred.

I could picture her face, excited but hesitant. She didn’t like not being in control. This might have been her idea, but it was up to us to pull it off. She needed to trust us.

Rehan thrust again, and this time, we stayed balanced, moving like a broken marionette. I struggled to find a rhythm. My hips wanted to move, and my cock slid back and forth instead of up and down. Wiggle’s tense body bounced between us, and her arms flailed, looking for something to do.

“Relax, trust us,” Og said.

He took one of her hands and placed it on his knot while Rehan gripped her other.

“I do trust you,” Wiggles said.

Og grinned. “Then act like it.”

Before Wiggles responded, Og pressed his tip to her mouth. Her body relaxed, and this time, we clicked. I rolled my hips, redirecting Rehan’s powerful thrust into exactly what I needed. My dick slipped further into Jay. I went from overthinking to moving with my mates as if we had one mind.

Even our auras turned the same color, and hints of their emotions spilled into me. As my release built, I felt them build, sending me hurtling toward the finish line.

“Wiggles, love, baby,” Rehan’s babbling began.

“Feck,” I groaned. “I’m closer than I should be.”

“Me too,” Rehan managed to add to his mumbles.

“All at the same time,” Og reminded us.

Wiggles let out a pure moan she only made when she was getting close. Rehan picked up our pace, following her lead. I rolled her nipples between my fingers. Two little moans came out of her throat before her body tensed, and her aura flooded with the bright red and white of her orgasm.

“Now,” I growled. “Now, now, now, now.”

I came hard and fast. My mate bond flooded with endorphins and blinding pleasure from not just me but all of us. A sense of accomplishment settled onto my shoulders, unlike my usual lethargic mindlessness.

“Nice.” I released Wiggle's breasts and put my fists in a bumpable position. “That’s fecking teamwork.”

Jay’s hand released Og’s knot and thumped on the table.

No one bumped my fists.

“Jay!”

Og cupped her cheek.

“Jay.”

He shook her.

Wiggles didn’t respond. Her body felt like a dead weight against my chest. I wrapped her in my arms and sat up, holding her tight. Rehan and Lux backed away too fast, and with my spent dick still halfway in her ass, her remaining mate marks rose with a vengeance.

Cock first, agony wracked my body. Someone took Wiggle's limp body out of my arms before the pain became too much, I passed out.