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Remy’s dark head buried between her
thighs.
    “I cannot wait to taste you
again,” Philippe whispered hotly against her ear. “To slide my tongue between
those soft, pink folds and lick every drop of cream you have for me... and then
I want to fuck you.”
    “Oh, god! Yes!” she moaned.
Philippe’s words and the continued sensual assault from Remy were driving her
close to the edge again.
    Philippe chuckled. “You like it
when I talk dirty to you, don’t you, Lilly?”
    “Yes... I love it. Tell me,” she
pleaded. Having regained some control over her movements, she fisted her hands
into the bedclothes, anchoring herself.
    “I want to slide my cock inside
your tight, little pussy,” he whispered, his fingers once again tugging gently
at her nipples. “Slow and easy. Filling you up. Savoring how sweet it feels
when you clench tightly on my cock. Do you want that, Lilly? Do you want to
feel me inside you?”
    The answer would not come. She
wanted to say yes, but all she could do was shudder and moan as Remy once again
slid his tongue deep inside her, mimicking with his skilled mouth the very act
that Philippe was describing. A harsh moan escaped her, and finally, on a
strangled breath, she managed to utter, “Please.”
    Remy and Philippe traded places,
Philippe positioning himself between her parted thighs. The head of his cock
pressed against her slit, gliding easily between the slick folds. Lilly moaned
again, relishing the sensation and anticipating the sweet relief of having him
inside her, relieving the persistent ache of longing. When he pressed deeper,
his thick shaft filling her, she nearly wept with relief. With Philippe moving
inside her, a slow and steady rhythm that pushed her toward that precipice
again, Remy kissed her. She could taste herself on his lips as his hands
coasted over her breasts, heightening every erotic sensation. The flood of
pleasure was intense as his hips rocked against her. The first ripples of her
orgasm robbed her of breath. She sobbed helplessly as the climax overtook her.
    Philippe withdrew gently from
her. He hadn’t come. It would be only moments before the remnants of her
pleasure faded and the potion would once again revive her desires. In tandem
with Remy, Philippe stroked her body with soft and soothing caresses that would
help to ease her. What Dax and Farron had done was horrific. The potion they’d
given to her was a dangerous one that, if used incorrectly, could cause
madness. Some argued that it was the intense need that caused madness.
    As Philippe watched, Remy kissed
her eyelids. Philippe could hear the compulsion in the other man’s voice. It
wasn’t something that Remy did often, but the skill had always been an
impressive one. “Sleep, Lilly. Rest for a bit, and when you need us again, we
will be here.”
    Philippe watched Lilly’s eyes
flutter closed. For the moment, she looked peaceful. “How long will she sleep?”
    Remy shrugged, continuing to
touch her gently, stroking her hair. “Perhaps an hour... not much longer than
that. When she wakes again, it will be worse.”
    Philippe rolled onto his back.
His body was still humming with arousal, but even nearly immortal dragons had
their limits. Better to hold off on his own satisfaction than fail Lilly when
she needed them. “Then we should rest so we can give her what she needs.”
    Remy sighed. “You’re right. But
first we have to talk about Dax and Farron.”
    “Nothing to say about them. We’ll
meet with the council tomorrow, and at the next full moon, we’ll fight them and
kill them.”
    “No mercy this time?” Remy
asked.
    “We tried mercy with Jean-Claude
and Alain, and we’re in this mess now because of it.”
    “Whatever it takes,” Remy said. “We’re
not the only ones at risk anymore.”
    On that point they were both in
agreement. Philippe closed his eyes, signaling an end to the conversation. For
him, Dax and Farron had sealed their fate the moment they laid hands on