Dragon Magic by Megan Derr

Author:Megan Derr [Derr, Megan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Gay, Trans, Bisexual, Demisexual, Fantasy, Poly, Romance
Publisher: Less Than Three Press, LLC
Published: 2018-03-28T04:00:00+00:00

BETRAYAL

Sule woke sore and sated, and enjoyed a languorous stretch before his mind stirred enough to recall vividly why he felt that way. His face burned as the memories of three men filled his mind in shocking, distracting clarity. He knew precisely how it felt to fuck himself, to fuck Cemal, to be fucked by Binhadi.

He sat up sharply and moved so quickly he fell out of bed more than climbed. With stiff, stumbling steps he returned to the bathing chamber to piss and wash off. Mercy of the Great Dragon… He shook the memories and thoughts off. He'd face them later when they were less overwhelming.

Returning to Mahzan's room, he wasn't terribly surprised to see that Mahzan was already gone. Now he was awake, he could feel it as well, a slightly firmer presence at the back of his mind. But where had he gone?

The library, Mahzan replied. Cemal is still asleep, Binhadi is off chatting with Lady Eser. Or maybe they're just silently brooding together. That seems like something those two would do for fun.

Oh, I think you could keep pace with us regarding brooding, if not teach us a thing or two, Binhadi said. All three of you would do well, in fact.

Sule snorted. I don't think Mahzan can hold still enough for a proper brooding.

Mahzan huffed, but there was laughter there too.

Dinner is in an hour, Binhadi added after a moment. One of you wake Cemal.

I'll do it. Sule returned to his own room and pulled on the clothes still laid on his bed—even a new binder for his chest, of better quality than even he could afford as North Captain. Stamping into his cleaned and polished boots, he headed out—and paused. Where is Cemal? I don't remember where we all scattered.

Binhadi shuffled through his mind like feathers against his skin. The sensation never stopped feeling strange, but it had stopped feeling foreign. Across the hall, two down. My room, really.

Oh, I remember that part well enough.

Mahzan snickered.

Shut up. Sule opened the door to Binhadi's room and slipped inside. He could still faintly smell sex and sweat, along with traces of sandalwood. He paused as he reached the bed, distracted by a beautiful string of prayer beads on the side table. He'd seen glimpses of them from time to time, but Cemal always kept them close, like a man ashamed or afraid they'd be stolen, though Sule was certain he didn't think either of those things. They were made of bone and amber, if he wasn't mistaken, remarkably fine for a man who claimed he had no real interest in being a priest.

It was hardly his business, though. Turning to the bed, Sule reached out and gave Cemal's shoulder a firm shake. "Wake up."

Cemal grunted, groaned. When Sule shook him a second time, he flung out an arm and hauled Sule in close.

"What are you—"

The words were cut off by a clumsy, sleepy kiss. Sule's mind spun and tumbled, disoriented and confused. He'd expected the feel

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