37. Jaiyana

CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN

JAIYANA

I sat on the loveseat in Og's tattooing space. My dragon folded down his tattoo table as another spot, though no one moved to sit on it, before perching on his only dining room chair.

‘My'--aww, you settled into that fast.

I meant ‘the.'

Bullshit.

Dressed in a fresh set of slacks and crisp white shirt, Tyson paced while Rehan tried and failed to lean against Og's flimsy partition.

Dragons were not pack creatures in any way, shape, or form. Maybe if I had my magic, I could find a way to force them to work together. If I had my voice, I could explain. But I didn't have either. It was time to rip the Band-Aid off.

‘I need to have sex with all three of you.' I scribbled on the pad of paper.

Rehan narrowed his eyes. "Come again, Love?"

I turned the pad back around, and Tyson snarled. "Where's your phone, Wiggles?"

I held my palms up.

Tyson turned to Rehan and jabbed a finger at him. "She left it with you before my fire ceremony. Where is it?"

Rehan blinked. "She just said she needs to have sex with all of us. Who cares where her phone is?"

Tyson turned red. "I read it too. Watching her write is tedious. She types faster." He growled. "I want to know what the feck is going on."

Og cleared his throat. "A curse traps Jay's magic. Earm, she figured out that sexual acts with each of us are, ah, breaking it."

I hope. I added silently. Otherwise, I was out of ideas.

"Sexual acts?" Tyson crossed his arms over his chest. "She's got my mark on her. You nor Rehan have touched her."

I chewed on my bottom lip and eyed Tyson innocently through my lashes. I definitely had Og's little swirly tree on me, and it definitely wasn't innocently sitting on the side of my neck like Tyson's flame.

The fire prince leaned toward me and narrowed his eyes. "What did you do?"

I pushed my tongue against the side of my cheek repeatedly to make it look like a dick poking it and set my pen to the pad. ‘Kissing Rehan freed some of my magic, so I went a bit further. It was science!'

Og laughed, his chair shaking against the ground.

"Science?" Tyson pulled on his hair. "You blew both of them for science?"

I nodded and wrote: ‘Yes. Mostly. Look, I'm a thousand years old, not some innocent little girl.'

Tyson shook his head. "There's no way you're a thousand years old."

I let out a breath. Well, at least I knew my initial assessment still held. If I couldn't prove it, I was up shit's creek, at least with Tyson. I peeked at Rehan and Og. Og smiled at me like I was the prize of his collection while Rehan watched me thoughtfully.

"Look at me." Tyson darted forward and cupped my cheek.

I gazed into his molten dragon-slit eyes. Instead of anger, they wavered with uncertainty. "Did my kiss help your magic?"

I pulled my cheek out of his grip and splayed my fingers between us, growing a little fire dancer juggling fireballs. Fire within fire. Tyson had to unshift his eyes to keep the bright flames from burning his dragon vision.

He cocked his head to the side. "So, sucking me off now would help you?"

"It would." Og cut in.

Tyson snarled and glared at the earth dragon before returning his attention to me.

I'd not realized how far forward I'd leaned to be in Tyson's personal space. He smirked, and I banished my fire dancer and sat back, trying not to lick my lips. Rehan tasted like a tropical white chocolate cocktail, while Ogden tasted like ginger-spiced chocolate. What dessert would the fire prince give me?

Tyson's gaze lingered on my lips before he returned to his pacing—each step as deliberate and careful as a Siamese cat. I uncrossed my legs and stretched them out in front of me.

Yes, I wanted my magic back, but it was more than that with Tyson. Unlike Rehan and Og, Tyson was a young soul who had two paths in front of him. One filled with the anger and resentment he showed to the world and one filled with the care he'd shown Betty. Despite his offensive front, Tyson reached out first to make peace with Rehan. Every time our situation tore apart his reality, he threw a temper tantrum, then grew from it. I wanted to keep helping him become his best self.

"We want more than just, ah, um, mouth play?" Og's statement sounded more like a question, and a blush stained his cheeks.

Rehan sat and pulled out his ponytail to run a hand through his long, dark blue hair. "What do you mean more than that?"

My shy earth dragon shook his head and adjusted his belt. "Jay's theory is simple. She thinks she's cursed and needs to mate with four dragons—one of each element—to break the curse." He licked his lips, and the monster in his pants stirred despite his attempt to hide it. "Though how that's possible with our mate marks defending her is the new question."

I could have heard a pin drop in the silence.

The air around Tyson warmed. Waves of heat distorted his figure as he stalked toward me. His wings ripped through his new shirt. He straddled me on the oversized chair. "I won you in the most competitive hunt we've had in a hundred years." He put one hand on either side of my shoulders, caging me in place.

My heart raced, and my core tingled from the danger, the raw life filling his eyes.

His wings draped around me, cutting us off from the other two dragons. "You broke my heart," he said softer. "You can't be my mate, yet I burn for you. Even knowing these two marked you." He lowered his voice even further. "Even knowing we can't have kids, I still fecking want you."

He grazed his lips across mine, catching the bottom one between his teeth and biting hard. Pain cut through my lust, and I squeaked, jerking back. Rehan and Og each grabbed one of my ankles, ready to pull me out from under the fire dragon.

But they didn't.

Tyson pressed further forward, covering my lips with his and prying my mouth open with his tongue. The tang of blood danced on my taste buds. He pillaged my mouth, and our teeth clashed. I should have felt violated, but just like in the clearing, my heart raced, and my body thrummed with life.

I craved the passion running through Tyson's veins. I let myself drown in the sea of his lust. He released me to breathe, pulling back with a groan.

His hard length pressed against my thigh.

At the same time, both of us looked down at it. "Squeak?"

Tyson smirked. "So big. I know it was only one squeak, but that had to be it."

I rolled my eyes, and Rehan growled, releasing my ankle, while Og sat and started massaging my foot. Not that I could see either of them through Tyson's wing span.

"Interesting," Ogden said. "That didn't stay a mystery for long."

I blinked a few times before raising an eyebrow. While Tyson kissed me, Og and Rehan touched me.

"If you don't back off, Whale Bait, I'll bite your hand off," Tyson growled. "This is a sign. She chose me. I've won!"

For a brief moment, I debated keeping the oblivious dragon from kissing me to save him some pain. But we needed to test this discovery thoroughly. Tyson leaned down, dripping in the arrogance of his assumed victory. Batting my eyes, I puckered up. The fire prince caged me against the seat once more. Ogden let go of my foot, and Tyson pressed his lips to mine.

A zing of energy tingled between us. The fire dragon flew backward and landed hard on the floor, holding his family jewels. His wings vanished while sweat broke out on his brow. I wasn't sure if he was cursing or moaning or both.

Og and Rehan both covered their balls and grimaced, looking away. Though I swore, Rehan smirked first.

I wrinkled my nose, not finding Tyson's pain quite as funny as I thought I would. After watching him rock for a few seconds, I grabbed my pad and paper: ‘If all of you touch me at the same time, your mate marks cancel each other out.'

I eyed the three incredibly handsome and unique men giving me their undivided attention… well, Tyson still rocked on the floor. But he managed to look entirely too hot doing it. A wave of liquid lust washed through me. I pinched myself to stay focused. I wanted my magic back, and this seemed to be the way to get it. But it was more than that. I wanted these dragons. Tyson's fever for life. Rehan's loving arms. And Og's damn dragon dick.

Superficial much?

I just met him three days ago. Give me a break.

"Squeak, Squeak?" I asked excitedly.

Tyson stopped rocking and groaned. "Yeah, I want to know what happened, too. Feck."

Not what I asked, but clearing the air wasn't a bad idea.

"How powerful are you?" Og asked.

I put my hands up in the air. Though I couldn't prove it, I'd already answered that question. I was a fucking powerhouse.

Og tapped the side of his chin. "If you're an immortal enchantress, which I believe, then someone must really hate you."

Rehan growled. "I'm not following, explain."

"Magic needs balance." Og slid to my side.

Rehan put his hand up. "I don't need a lecture on magic. Even our elemental magics need balance. Water can't come from nothing. I'm pulling it out of the world around me. The Ley Lines work the same. All dragons know that instinctually."

Og cuddled into my side. I made him room before draping an arm over his shoulders.

"This isn't a lecture," Og promised.

Rehan scowled but crossed his arms over his chest and waited.

"Right." Og looked at Tyson. To my surprise, Tyson nodded to show he listened. "Well, spells work the same. So, if Jay's as powerful as she says…" He turned to me. "Which I believe, this isn't me doubting you." He turned back to Rehan. "Then the spell holding back her magic would need the power and will to counter that."

I saw the lightbulb go off in Tyson's head.

Rehan swore.

"Squeak, squeak, squeaking squeak," I added, most helpfully.

Og nodded. "I think the curse requires all your mates to be touching you at the same time."

My clit throbbed, and my mind spun.

This isn't some other woman's bad romance. It's a hard-core porno.

Nothing wrong with that.

"There's no fecking way I'm sharing." Tyson shot to his feet.

I leaned back, steepling my fingers. Someone knew enough about dragon shifter culture to set up this impossible task. Most likely, that same person understood my magic well enough to balance the two. I should know who this is.

A memory pushed into my consciousness....

I lay naked on a white tiled floor. Runes carved into my skin covered me more thoroughly than Ogden's tattoos. Blood dripped down my sides and pooled in my belly button. It's the only way, a rough man's voice said.

"Wiggles," Tyson snapped.

The memory vanished, leaving behind a strange sense of emptiness. Goosebumps peppered my flesh, but I couldn't figure out why. Og poked my side, and I leaned forward so he could wrap an arm around my waist.

I snapped my attention to Tyson. "Squeak?"

He scowled. "I won't repeat it, so listen this time. If you're so powerful, you need all four elements to break this curse." He side-eyed Rehan and Og. "Can you reverse a mate mark?"

My stomach twisted uneasily, and I pressed my hand to it before motioning for the pad and paper. ‘Mate marks are magic of their own. In theory, yes, I've never failed at something I've put my mind to. But in reality, mate bonds are connected to the stars, to our souls….'

I flipped the page, carefully wording my next bit before writing it. ‘If the mate marks result from unnatural magic, then yes. That is something I can fix.'

Tyson's frown turned into a grin as he read my not-so-neat handwriting. "So, if we free you, you'll pick one of us at the end. And only one."

I bonked my head with the pad of paper. Of course, that's what he got out of that.

Rehan and Tyson shared a look before their gaze bore into me. Og squeezed me. I was suddenly quite happy with my inability to talk. Once I lifted the curse, I wouldn't choose any of them. They would be free. Despite Rehan's acceptance of my situation, he wanted kids. Tyson wanted someone he could possess. And Og's family was here.

Where did that leave me?

Alone again. The true price of immortality.

Keeping my expression even, I nodded sharply.

The dragons let out a relieved breath.

Og tangled our ankles together, his fingers creeping under my shirt to rub a circle on my hip. He nuzzled my neck. "We need to test our theory."

Tyson clenched and unclenched his fists. "Does this turn you on or something?"

Og's eyes sparkled. "Or something."

Rehan took a deep breath. "Tyson, touch her."

"Feck you." Tyson spat.

Rehan punched the air. "I'm either going to kiss her, or Og is. And considering Og's already wrapped around her like a cat…."

A line of fire trailed out of Tyson's nose. He unbuttoned his slacks so he could grow his tail above them.

Og eyed the fire prince, and a tremor ran through his body, adding to the heat already building in my core. I rested my chin on my earth dragon's shoulder, pleasantly surprised he seemed to enjoy this as much as I did. Though maybe I shouldn't be. We'd spent part of the morning arguing about what body part of Rehan's looked the sexiest. Og definitely had his eye on multiple genders.

Tyson lay the end of his tail over my ankles and grinned. "Just the tip."

I shook my head and refused to laugh.

Rehan lunged forward before Tyson could change his mind. He cupped my face and pressed his lips against mine. I parted, darting my tongue into his mouth. When nothing shocked him, he leaned into me, deepening our contact. Og's palm slid from my hip to my stomach, sending tingles of need and heat under my skin.

Suddenly, the weight of Tyson's tail left my feet, and Rehan yelped, falling backward to roll on the floor, cupping his balls.

Tyson's laughter echoed off the cave walls.

I vibrated with lust. Tearing out of Og's grip, I tackled the laughing dragon to the floor. Tyson let out an oomph in surprise, and his laughter cut off. He hit the stone floor hard with me straddling his hips.

"Squeak!" I pinned him with my glare before kissing down his body to fist his dick with much more force than necessary.

Tyson relaxed, and I looked behind me to jerk my head at Og and Rehan.

The massive water dragon groaned, still in pain, but Og slid to his side, his healing magic already glowing on his fingers.

I returned my attention to Tyson, his slacks already halfway down his thighs. His erection jerked in my hand. Instead of caressing it, I savagely sucked his tip and squeezed the base.

The taste of burnt caramel, coffee, and brimstone exploded on my taste buds.

Burnt caramel, too fitting.

I slurped it up. Did dragon shifters advertise their dicks tasted like desserts? I was starting to understand the women's excitement before The Hunt… all the flavor with none of the calories.

Focus, Jay, this is serious.

Seriously hard, ha.

"Joke's on you, Wiggles," Tyson breathed, interrupting my conversation with myself. "I like a little pain with my pleasure." He opened his eyes and grinned before looking behind me and scowling. "And if you're choosing one of us at the end of this, I'll make sure it's me, so show me your worst. I can take it."

I slid him further into my mouth and grazed his shaft with my teeth. He moaned and leaned back, putting his hands behind his head.

Letting me give you a blow job shows me a lot, Tyson.

You're enjoying it.

Shut up. I want my magic.

Og's jazz burst to life, echoing off the cave walls to create a blanket of texture. The earth dragon reappeared at my side and slid a thick pad under my knees before running his fingers down my ass. I shifted my weight, sticking it up in the air for him to play with while taking more of Tyson into my mouth.

"Jay's keeping him busy," Og said, the music covering his words. "This might be our only chance to test this. Rehan, can you share, at least for now, for her?"

I swallowed Tyson's tip, with Og dipping his fingers under my borrowed shorts and between my legs, making me gasp and ease my thighs further apart.

Although I didn't hear Rehan answer, a second calloused palm slid under the material, dipping toward my sex. My pussy sang, and hope filled my heart.

"Just touching," Tyson growled, glaring behind me.

Instead of turning to see their response, I sat up and pulled my shirt off. My hard nipples caught on the fabric, bouncing as I exposed them. The fire prince's gaze honed in on my chest, and I bit my bottom lip. Only one fact remained a constant in my thousand years alive. Boobies would always be the best way to distract a man. I shimmied up Tyson's abs, and he cupped my breasts, filling his face with them before I pulled away and tied the green fabric over his eyes.

He filled his hands with my breasts, rubbing circles on my nipples. Sensation rushed down my body, aching pleasure I'd imagined over and over since waking up on this island. I leaned into it, wanting more, before remembering I had a job to do. I slipped back down Tyson's body. The two at my backside removed my shorts.

"Look at my tree!" Og whispered.

Rehan grunted.

I didn't know I could blush with a face full of dick, but these dragons were teaching me a lot about myself.

Rehan palmed my ass, right where Og's mark was, before helping himself to handful of my hip. Og slid his hand between my legs, touching everything but my clit. My body sang for them as they explored everything they hadn't been able to touch.

Before Tyson pulled another trick, I blew on his twitching dick and swirled it back into my mouth. The fire dragon groaned and fisted my hair, definitely not going anywhere.

I stuck my ass as high in the air as I could get it and wiggled. My two mates at my back got the message and slid their hands between my thighs. Rehan's warmer, rough digits opposite Og's cool, light fingers. I spread my legs further, loving the difference as they finger fucked me until I shook.

"Feck, Wiggles." Tyson moaned. "Feck, how deep can you go."

I took a deep breath, pleasure blanking my usually overactive mind, and focused on the dick in my mouth. In the future, sex could be all about me, maybe. But for now, I needed Tyson to stay mindless. I relaxed the back of my throat and went down on Tyson hard and fast, swallowing his length down to its base.

Tyson jerked, pulling my hair and moaning while I wiggled my ass again. It was time. Past time.

We needed to know. Someone needed to get inside me before I finished Tyson.

"You won her in The Hunt. You marked her first," Og said. "Get in there for Science."

For science!

The internet has broken both of you.

Yeessss.

Rehan slid between my legs and pressed on my lower back before plunging his thick shaft deep into me. I pulled off Tyson, unable to concentrate as the water dragon's heat filled and stretched my neglected sex. I shuddered, my inner lips fluttering around him. He pulled out and did it again. Sparks flew behind my eyes.

"Feck, Wiggles, don't stop." Tyson pushed my head down, and I sucked in a breath before bobbing up and down on the fire prince in time to Rehan's motions.

The water dragon's grunts mixed with dissonant jazz harmonies bouncing off the cave walls. Og shimmied under my hips and locked his lips on my clit. I lost myself, melting into a ball of putty as my body thrummed and my orgasm built.

Tyson released my hair, only to place a hand on each side of my head, his six-pack bunched. "Fecking take your magic from me, baby." Jizz swelled his dick before it exploded in my mouth, adding a salty tang to the decadent dessert. I greedily swallowed it down.

Og clamped down on my clit as Rehan grunted and swelled. The combination pushed me over the edge, sending my body into spasms of sensation. My climax stormed through me, turning the world white. I barely had time to enjoy it before Tyson ripped my tube top off his face.

His flushed cheeks and wide smile transformed into a scowl when he noticed Rehan still seated in me. He shot out from under me, forcing Og and Rehan to rush back or get shocked.

I blinked, having gone from surrounded by muscly dragon hotness to nothing. "Squeak."

"Did it work?" Rehan asked, his voice lost in the swell of the music.

Tyson snarled. "It better have. Turn that fecking crap off, Og."

Og, not Ogden. Maybe they'll learn to get along.

Maybe pigs fly.

When I make them.

Fair point.

I stood. The cool air of the cave made goosebumps cover my skin. Rehan stepped to my backside and wrapped me in his arms, both giving me warmh and hiding my chest from Tyson. His load dripped down my thighs onto Og's floor. I squeezed my walls, just remembering the feeling of his length. If Rehan's human dick felt that good, what would Og's dragon one do to me?

"Stay with us, Love," Rehan whispered in my ear.

I nodded, patting him in thanks. The music clicked off.

"Nope, not fricking, OK," Tyson charged forward, ripping me out of Rehan's embrace.

To my surprise, Rehan released me. The hot-headed fire dragon draped me in the tatters of his shirt before sniffing me. He wrinkled his nose before he stepped back.

I brought my palms up and drew on my will. Two equal-sized balls of fire and earth sprang to life at my command. My third eye cracked open, and I managed to make out a single fuzzy Ley Line through the cave wall. My blood rushed. I dropped my control on fire and earth to focus on water. An ocean of power washed through me. It wasn't my connection to the Ley Lines, but boinking Rehan had given me much of his elemental strength.

Og smiled. "I would say it worked."

I bit my lips together. It wasn't my magic, but something changed, and for now, that was good enough.