CHAPTER 3

Jenna

As soon as we were in the door of his apartment and Byron and Cade kissed me and let themselves out, Elliot had his sleeveless top off, exposing not only the mighty guns of his arms, but the hairy musculature of his pecs and abs.My dragon athlete was not one to waste time.He let me pick up my lightest bag while he got the other two, and we carried them directly to his bedroom.Once we were in there, I set down the one bag and took off my backpack while he set down the other bags, and I settled down and kicked off my shoes on the edge of his bed—and just sat there, lost in thoughts that had just occurred to me.

The shirtless Elliot, pulling off his boots, with a telltale bulge in the crotch of his tight-fitting bottoms, gave me a puzzled look that I barely noticed.“Um…Jenna, you’re gonna need your clothes off for this.”

I glanced over at him, looking magnificent as always in only the bottom of his clothes, but not as magnificent as he was about to look, and said, “Oh, sorry.”Starting to unseal my top, I said, “I just had something on my mind.”

Undoing the seal on his last garment, he said, “I hope it’s the same thing that I’ve got on my mind.”

”Actually,” I said, “I was thinking about a story from Earth.”

Scratching his head, Elliot replied, “Is this another story about the imaginary dragons at the end of the world?”

That made me laugh a little.“No, a different story.As a matter of fact, it’s a story about a girl who traveled from Earth to another world and met three interesting guys there.”

He went to the edge of the bed and dropped down to his knees in front of me.I had stopped undoing my top, so he continued the job for me and pulled it open and back, exposing my shoulders.“So, the three guys in the other world got the Earth girl into bed and were so good that she never wanted to get out of bed again, and they lived happily ever after; the end.”

As Elliot undid my halter and pulled it off from under my top, baring my breasts, I laughed again.“No,” I said.“This is not that kind of story.”

Elliot stopped undressing me and gave me a funny, curious look.“Okay.Tell me the story.”

“Well,” I began, “there was this girl who lived on a farm, and there was a tornado, and it ripped her house out of the ground and threw it over the rainbow.It landed in this strange land, and there were these three guys who helped her get home and protected her from a witch…”

”A witch?” Elliot cut in.

“Yes, there was this witch who wanted her magic slippers…”

Confused, he cut in again, “Where did she get the magic slippers?”

I explained, “I’m sorry; the magic slippers appeared on her feet after the house landed on the witch’s sister.See, the magic slippers belonged to the witch’s sister, and the witch wanted them for herself, but she couldn’t get them because they were on the little girl, and…”

He scratched his head.“Houses flying over rainbows and witches with magic slippers.You have some strange stories on Earth.”

Arching an eyebrow and curling my lips at him, I mentioned, “One of my elective courses at the University was about your literature.You want to talk about some strange stories…?”

”Never mind,” he said.“What about the three guys?”

“Right, the three guys.Well, they weren’t human guys…”

”They were dragons?”That really piqued his interest.

”No,” I said, “they were a man made of straw, another man made of tin, and a lion who was afraid of everything.”

Elliot was astounded, to put it mildly.“Please tell me these guys did not fuck this girl.”

That made me burst out laughing again.“No, of course not!I told you this wasn’t that kind of story.”

He shook his head.“That’s a relief.”

I continued, “They just helped her get to see a Wizard, who told them he’d help the girl get home if she killed the witch, and…”

Amazed, he interrupted again.“She had to kill a witch to get home?Why didn’t the Wizard just kill her himself?”

”The Wizard was only pretending to be a Wizard and no, she didn’t really have to kill the witch.After she killed the witch, it turned out all she really had to do was click the heels of the magic slippers and they’d send her home.”

Slack-jawed over the whole thing, Elliot rolled his eyes.“So writers on Earth can’t make up any better stories than that?You’re better off here.”

I said, “The story wasn’t really about any of that.It was about looking for things you’ve already got.The girl could go home any time she wanted.The straw man wanted a brain, but he was already the smartest of them.The tin man wanted a heart, but he was already sensitive and the lion wanted courage, but he was really wise and brave.”

”And I suppose the girl had already been fucked,” Elliot guessed.

Slapping him on the shoulder, I said, “No!It really wasn’t that kind of story!She was too young and she wasn’t looking for that.”

Elliot said, “That’s a good thing, if the only guys she could get it from were a straw man, a tin man, and a neurotic lion!”

I groaned and said, “Elliot, please.I thought about that story because I’m just like that girl.I came here from another world and met three guys I could always count on.”

”Yeah, for more than just doing some bogus Wizard’s dirty work, that’s for sure,” said Elliot.

Resting my hands on his broad, muscular, scrumptious shoulders, I said, “Oh, Elliot.What am I going to do with you?”

Leaning in a little closer, he said, “What do you think?”He took my mouth in a full, warm kiss.“What do you think I’m gonna do to you?As soon as we get the rest of these fucking clothes off…”

He stood up and pulled his bottoms off, exposing the awesome cylinder of his erect, foreskinned cock.He went to his knees again and quickly finished removing my top and tossed it aside, then pulled away my slacks and undies at the same time.With both of us naked, Elliot pulled me to him, and the heat of his muscular, hairy body ignited a flame just as hot inside me.Crushing me in his powerful arms as I wrapped my own arms around him, he kissed me, a deep, hard kiss.

Keeping his face close to mine after the kiss, Elliot said in a low growl, “Pussy.Fuck.Now.”

Elliot loosened his embrace.With quickened breath and trembling bosom, I squirmed out of his arms and up onto the bed, where I lay with legs parted.Like the predator that was his inner dragon self, Elliot climbed up with me.The sight of him looming over me with the dark and burning handsomeness of his face, that incredible body, that hairy and chiseled torso, and that beautiful bludgeon of a dick made me tremble a little harder.I released a tiny whimper in the last second before he was upon me, between my thighs, not even bothering with foreplay; just sliding the huge shaft of his maleness through my lips and deep into me.The first thrust made me want to cry out from the penetrating and expanding pleasure of it, as it always did.Pinning me down on the bedspread, Elliot started to hump me hard, grunting—“Fuck, fuck, fuck”—with his impassioned thrusts, claiming my pussy for his own.

And there was no question at all that my pussy, and all of me, did belong to him.Elliot was sweet, caring, and tender, but in the act of sex, which he could do twice as much as a human, or more, he was the embodiment of the dominant male.He took what he wanted, and did what he wanted, when he wanted; and he expected my complete and willing submission—which he absolutely got.Denying Elliot was not an option; it would have been denying myself and there was no way I could deny myself the absolute, almost superhuman rapture of his sex.I was only nineteen, but I couldn’t imagine ever craving anything else in my life as much as I craved the kiss of Elliot’s handsome face; the weight and flexing of his sublimely muscled, hairy body as he lay atop me; and especially the thunderous pumping of his demanding cock and the warm pressing of his big, round balls against me.Whatever Elliot wanted from me, I’d give him.Whatever he asked of me, whenever he asked, I’d do.I would suck his cock and balls and let him eat and fuck my pussy all evening, all night long, and into the morning, as he would certainly do.

His fucking was like a storm of passion, raining down his desire from his flesh onto mine, filling my depths with his raging, endless need.The plunging of his cock in and out of my pussy was like endless strikes of lightning.His voice was like the rumbling of the elements in that storm.“Fuck…fuck…FUCK!”My own voice was only a series of wordless moans and whimpers.The pleasure of his fucking made me as helpless as I would have been against a real outburst from the sky, and happier than I could ever express, even if I had the words.Elliot was the first man ever to fuck me.His cock was the first I’d ever touched, the first my pussy had ever known.The first time a man ever poured his hot cream deep inside me, it was Elliot.Every time he mounted me, something in me returned to that first discovery of how it felt to be joined with a man and I could never have asked for a more magnificent man to take my virginity than Elliot.

Remembering the night he first did it to me on his living room sofa, then carried me here to his bed to mount and penetrate me again for long, awesome hours, I couldn’t contain both the recalled passion and the ecstasy of what he was doing to me now.My entire body felt the blows of his crotch and balls against me, and the insane delight of his dick plunging inside my pussy, until an explosion of pleasure radiated through my being.Elliot actually made me come, just from his hard, savage, wonderful fucking.I wailed under him until his blazing kiss on my mouth muffled the sound.

Sensing what he’d done to me with his immense and pounding prick alone, Elliot could no more contain himself than I could.He rammed it hard into me and made me yelp into his smoldering kiss, and I sensed the hot, telltale throb of his shaft from the wet surging of his thick cream into my depths.I imagined Elliot’s inner dragon self spreading his leathery wings, lifting his horned reptile head, and roaring up to the sky from the satisfaction of his creaming inside me.He shuddered hard on top of me, holding his pulsing length in my pussy, making sure to give me every drop from his balls, before humping me again, slowly, using up the last of his hard-on.He took his time, and I lay under him, running my fingers up and down his back until at last he’d spent himself and rolled off me to lie at my side.

Breathing deeply with satisfaction, Elliot groaned, “Shit, that was good.”

We cuddled together, caressing each other’s ass, while Elliot kissed my cheeks and forehead and chuckled lustily at me.“You are the best pussy I’ve ever had.Tight and perfect.The best.”

I snuggled up against his chest and nuzzled my nose in the hair of his pecs, inhaling the musky smell of his released passion.“Oh, Elliot,” I whispered.“You’re so wonderful.So, so wonderful…”

We were quiet for a while.Elliot held me, and I luxuriated in his arms and admired and worshipped his body.I gazed down between his legs to where his softened but still large penis dripped cum onto his hairy thigh, and smiled at knowing it would not stay soft.It would be hard many times tonight, and each time I would happily submit to him again.

There was one thing that made me so happy to let him take me as much as he wanted; one reason why I wanted to give him everything he wanted, and took such joy in his unquenchable desire.I had felt it the first time Elliot fucked me, and every other time since then and it was countless incredible times, both alone as we were now and together with Elliot’s friends.The feeling welled up in my heart and begged to be expressed.It was the only thing that I’d ever held back from him, because our relationship was not only between us, but included Cade and Byron.But now, when it was only Elliot and me and he had just given me such an incredible experience with only his erect cock, I needed to express that feeling at last.

I lifted my face to look into his breathtaking handsomeness and said, “Elliot, there’s something I need to tell you.”

He kissed my forehead and said sweetly, “You can tell me anything.”

After only a heartbeat of hesitation, I gazed into the warm darkness of his eyes and said, “Elliot…I love you.”

He only blinked at that, at first.I waited for his answer.He perplexed me with his simple answer.“Oh.”

Now I returned his blink with one of my own.“Oh?Just oh?”

Elliot began to roll one of my nipples between his thumb and finger, making it grow hard.“Not just oh.One of us should have already said that by now.I should have said it.Jenna, since our first time—which was your first time—I’ve been feeling things I never thought I’d feel.All I’ve ever been looking for since I was fifteen was…”He hesitated, not wanting to finish where his words were taking him because, I guessed, it wasn’t where he really thought he should go at this moment.He said, “What I mean is, all I wanted at first was just to fuck you and then you told me you were a virgin, and I wanted to make your first time the best it could be.I suddenly cared about how you were feeling, how you should feel with a guy.All of a sudden, I cared not just about the sex—but about you.That first night, showing you what fucking is…”He hesitated again, and looked at me as if he were looking right into my soul.“Jenna, I fell in love.Caring about making you happy, caring about your feelings and what you wanted, I felt things I’ve never felt with anyone.I love you, Jenna.I do.I love you.”

We both broke out into what were probably the biggest smiles that either of us had ever worn in our lives, and pulled together into a kiss that should have made music play in the air around us.

At the end of the kiss, Elliot and I stayed curled up together, smiling as if we were both in on some deep, great secret; as if we were both innocent and just discovering the most fantastic pleasure in the world.We felt drunk, and silly, and filled with the wonder and the newness that I guessed people could only feel when they first fall in love.It was as if we and the whole world were brand new and we were discovering life for the first time.

Then, another thought—an inevitable, unavoidable thought came to me, and my smile faded and I looked down.Elliot saw the shift in my mood and put his fingers to my chin, lifting my face back to his.“What is it?” he asked.“What’s wrong?You’re as happy as I am, aren’t you?”

”Oh, Elliot, yes,” I said.“I think this is the happiest I’ve ever been.But…”

”But what?”

”The others, Elliot.Cade and Byron.What about them?We’re in love, but our relationship isn’t just us.It’s almost never been just us.It’s them too.They’ve shared almost all of it.They’re part of it.Elliot, do you think Cade and Byron know?”

Now his own smile faded.He didn’t frown, but he looked thoughtful, as if he were turning inward.His eyes focused back on me after a moment, and he said, “Yeah.I think they do.People have tells; they give off signals even when they don’t know they’re doing it.We’ve probably been broadcasting how we feel around them, especially when we’re all in bed together.They’re bright guys, Jenna.I can’t believe they haven’t picked up on it.I think they know.”

Worry fell over me like a shadow.“Oh, Elliot.They haven’t let on that they know anything…”

”Yeah, but they’ve got to know,” he insisted.

I sighed at the thought of it.“But they haven’t acted like their feelings are hurt.They haven’t acted jealous or resentful.”

”And they won’t,” Elliot insisted further.“Because I don’t think that’s how they feel about it.”

”How can you be sure?”

”Because I know them.Because the three of us know each other like the backs of our own claws.Jenna, we haven’t really talked about this around you, but you’ve got to know you’re not the only woman the three of us have shared.I’d never want this to hurt you, but you know that’s true, don’t you?”

That made me sigh a little harder, not from jealousy, but from knowing that even though I’d become very experienced with Elliot and his friends, their experiences went much further than mine did.They were all six, nearly seven, years older than I was, and they were all male Scalers, with the kind of sexual appetite that went along with the kind of creatures that they were.Frankly it was a wonder that a nineteen-year-old girl could begin to keep up with them.

“I know,” I simply said.

“The guys and I have a special friendship,” Elliot said.“In this way, the way we are with females, we’re closer than brothers.There’s an understanding we have that allows us to be the way we are.You’ve seen it from being with us.Has there ever been any time, in bed or not, when one of us has resented sharing you with the others?”

”No, there hasn’t,” I said.“And I can understand that’s part of being what you are.But Elliot, love changes things.Whether you’re just human or a human who’s a dragon, love makes a difference.”

”You’re right, Jenna,” said Elliot.“Love does make a difference.It will make a difference and I know we’ll all be okay because while I love you, my friends love me and I love them and they love you.”

”And I love them too,” I said.“I mean, as lovers, as partners.But the way I love you…it’s more, Elliot.It’s like we’re part of each other.”

”I agree.That’s how it is and just like we’re part of each other, they’re part of me—and they’re part of us.They know how we feel and they accept it and Byron and Cade love us.”He sounded so sure, which reassured me.“It’s like the two of us are a couple inside a foursome.It’s love—two ways and four ways.”He kissed me on the forehead.“That’s who we are.I know it.”

Brushing my fingers through the hair of his chest, I said, “I believe you.”

”Good,” said Elliot.“Because I’d never lie to you, especially about this.”Teasing my nipple with his knuckles, he said, “Meanwhile, this is a kind of night you and I don’t always get, where it’s just the two of us.Our first night and the next morning, how many times did I fuck you?”

My smile returned as I recalled that amazing night that changed my life.“Oh…there was the first time on the couch.Then you carried me to bed…”

”…and taught you how to suck cock, which was fantastic…”

”Mmm, yes and then in bed, it was…”I counted off on my fingers, grinning widely at the memory.“That was five times, I think.”

”Yep,” he said.“Then, in the morning it was once in bed, and once in the shower, and after the shower I was so worked up that I needed one more time…”

”…against your bathroom vanity!” I said, giggling at how naughty it was.“That was nine times!Nine!And I started out a complete virgin!”

”Talk about learning the ropes, huh?” Elliot said wickedly, and pulled me into a steamy, torrid kiss.As our bodies pressed together in an embrace with that kiss, I felt something very hard and very warm against my belly.I pulled from the kiss just enough to look down and see that Elliot’s livid, throbbing hard-on had returned.“We’ve actually gotten to bed earlier now than we did that night,” he said.“I’ll bet I can break that record.”

”I’ll bet you can too,” I said, rolling onto my back and parting my legs for him.Elliot took the cue and moved back on top of me.A moment later, his dick eased into my pussy once again, and our love took flight once more.