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One Wish Series #2.5

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you feel as ridiculous as I do, standing out here waving

in the wind? And if they don‟t hurry up, I‟m going to get a
sunburn on my ass.”

Benny rolled his eyes at Rory‟s good-natured grumbling

before stretching and taking in a long, deep breath with his
singing-trained  lungs.  He  would  never  have  figured  himself
for  a  “nature  boy”,  but  somehow  the  combination  of  the
beautiful  mountain  setting  and  the  breeze  curling  teasingly
around his bare cock and balls was amazing for his libido.

“And quit that! Curtis is going to be beyond pissed if he

shows up and you have a hard-on with me right here. From
what Jared has said, his control still isn‟t the greatest as it
is!” Rory rubbed his arms and glanced worriedly at the sky,
then frowned and turned his gaze to the treeline. “Where do
you think they are?”

“Relax, Ree. They‟ll be here soon.” Benny gave Rory a

knowing smirk. “And I‟m not the only one getting fired up
out here.” He dropped his gaze pointedly to the familiar—but
now off-limits—groin area of his bandmate.

Benny and Rory, the frontmen for the band One Wish,

were the best of friends and had also been lovers in their
past. But that had been until the summer solstice exactly
one year ago, when they‟d played a private concert series for

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a  mysterious,  wealthy  organization  up  at  the  beautiful  and
remote  mountain  lodge  which  they  could  now  just  see  the
roofline of from where they were standing. The leader of the
group,  Jared,  had  immediately  snagged  Rory‟s  attention—
and his heart.

From that first meeting, Benny had been just as taken

with  Jared‟s  nephew,  Curtis,  but  their  path  to  togetherness
had  been  more  circuitous.  The  heir  to  what  the  stunned
rockers  had  found  to  be  a  clan  of  shapeshifters,  Curt  had
been on the brink of coming into his powers and learning to
control  them  when  they‟d  met—not  the  ideal  time  for  the
young  shifter  to  find  his  mate.  Curtis  had  kept  Benny  at
arm‟s  length  for  months  afterward,  much  to  Benny‟s
frustration.

Oh, he knew now that Curtis had only been trying to

protect him—from himself. Apparently, the “wilder” side of
his lover required that he learn iron control before becoming
intimate or forming a commitment. But Curt‟s timetable had
been forced twice along the way. The first time had been last
summer when first Benny, then Curtis had been kidnapped
by their former manager, Richard. That was when Benny
and Rory had first learned of the clan‟s nature.

The most recent had been last November, when

Richard—from in prison—and his brother had infiltrated the
close-knit  band  by bribing  their  drummer‟s  boyfriend,  Skip,
with  a  large  payoff  to  lure  Benny  into  being  captured  and
held  for  ransom.  Buzz  had  been  left  devastated  and
heartbroken by Skip‟s betrayal.

Benny felt a wave of melancholy at the thought of their

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formerly perpetually-happy sticks man, who was now morose
and had secluded himself in a room here at the lodge where
Benny and Rory lived between tours.

A touch to his arm brought him out of his thoughts, and

he met Rory‟s concerned gaze. “What‟s wrong, babe?”

“Oh, just thinking about Buzz. He really needs to get out

of here and rejoin the land of the living.”

Rory nodded soberly. “He‟ll have to next week, when we

head back to hit the studio. We‟ve all stretched our time off
here long enough. Not that I‟m complaining—I love being
with Jared every day—but I‟m getting antsy. Ya know?” Rory
fingered the frets of an air guitar with a flourish, and Benny
grinned at his antics. Especially since Rory was completely
naked and surrounded by nature.

If someone had told Benny a year ago they‟d be standing

in  the  shadow  of  the  Rockies—buck  naked—waiting  for  two
dragons  to  appear,  he  would  have  given  them  a  placating
smile,  a  wide  berth,  and  absolutely  no  eye  contact.  After  all,
that‟s what you do when crazies start spouting insanity, right?

Even last winter, knowing for a certainty that there was

something “different” about both his own lover, Curtis, and
his bandmate‟s man, Jared, the same information would have
given him a curl of apprehension. Dragons? They couldn‟t be
just plain old werewolves or something “normal”, right?

But since he‟d saved Benny from the second

kidnapping, Curtis had made it blindingly clear that he was
devoted to Benny and wouldn‟t harm a hair on his head.
This would be the first time Curtis was allowed to be in his

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base form around Benny, and instead of feeling any fear,
Benny was thrilled and excited—in more ways than one.

A gust of wind tossed his shoulder-length dark hair

around his face, and he absently pushed it back. Then, as
another gust played havoc with his efforts, he noticed Rory‟s
expression of wonder and want… directed at something
upward and over his shoulder.

He spun around and froze in awe and wonder. Hovering

just a few yards away from them were  two… dragons. Even
knowing  ahead  of  time  what  to  expect  and  having  seen
Curtis take on the shape of a wolf before, he was stunned at
the  reality  of  the  two  “mythical”  creatures  before  him.  His
eyes were drawn to  the slightly larger golden dragon on the
left, and his insides tightened with want, his cock firming to
a full erection even in the cool ambient air.

A moment of doubt crept over him, and he glanced at

Rory, wanting to make sure he wasn‟t perving over the wrong
man… uh, dragon. But no, Rory‟s lustful gaze was fixed
firmly upon the darker form to the right. Relieved, he looked
back to see an almost human disgruntled expression on his
dragon. He apparently hadn‟t liked losing Benny‟s attention.

Stifling a laugh, he took a step forward. “Is it okay to

touch them?” he asked with a sideward glance to Rory.

“Of course you can touch me. And quit looking at him

when he’s naked,” came Curtis‟s familiar voice in his head.

First Curtis and then Jared touched down lightly and

stilled their oddly small wings, which didn‟t look as though
they should be able to lift their mass aloft.

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His dragon snorted and the heat—though no flame,

thankfully—washed

over

Benny.

“And

now

you’re

disparaging my wing size? I’ll have you know I’m quite well-
endowed.”

“Oh yes you are. I should know.” Benny gave Curtis a

lascivious wink and walked up to him confidently, his erect
cock leading the way. He reached out and Curtis obligingly
lowered his neck, allowing Benny to run his hands along the
surprisingly warm scales plating his head and chest. “You‟re
so warm,” he marveled aloud.

“And you’re not. Except for one part.”

“I know!” Rory agreed, stroking Jared as he rubbed

against  him  like  an  overgrown  cat.  “It‟s  like  touching  an
electric  blanket.”  He  snuggled  up  to  the  large  creature  and
gave him a kiss on the neck. Jared suddenly went aloft and
then  gently  picked  up  Rory  with  wicked-looking  talons.
Benny  gave  a  gasp  of  alarm,  though  Rory  didn‟t  seem
worried. “It‟s okay,” he called down from his ever-increasing
height.  “I‟m  safe  with  Jared.  See  you  later!  Have  fun!”  This
last was barely audible as Jared gained speed and was out of
view around a mountain face in no time.

Benny turned back to Curtis. “Um, are we going to be

doing that too?” He had a sudden thought. “Should I grab
my clothes?” He waved a hand to indicate the pile of his and
Rory‟s clothing at the top of the trail they‟d followed.

“Yes, we’re doing that. And no. We’ll get them later. Now,

just relax. Don’t make any sudden moves. I don’t want to nick
you.” As he was speaking in Benny‟s mind, Curtis had risen
into the air and approached. He noticed that the talons

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closing around him were more like very scary fingernails,
and Curtis seemed to be easily keeping them out of the way,
using only the finger pads of his… claws? hands?… to touch
Benny. He felt himself tilting slightly backward. It was
somewhat like riding on a ski lift chair.

Curtis chuckled in his head, and Benny felt his relief.

He realized Curtis had probably been worried that Benny
would be scared or uncomfortable. He gave the scaled skin
within reach a tender caress.

Soon he could see they were heading toward an opening

about a third of the way up a sheer rock face on the side of a
mountain that reminded him of Half Dome in Yosemite.
Curtis arrowed toward the dark crevice, tucking Benny up
against his chest as he entered.

Inside, it opened up to much larger than he‟d have

guessed from the size of the entrance. Benny looked around
in  wonder  as  he  was  carefully  lowered  to  his  feet—which
touched  carpet.  “Is  this  your  „lair‟?”  It  was  an  oasis  of
hedonism, with a huge round bed-like cushion covered with
pillows  and  blankets,  throw  rugs,  a  couple  of  small  chests,
and  a  table  with—incongruously  enough—a  huge  red  and
white cooler setting beside it.

“Yes, well, the cooler doesn‟t match the décor, but it

makes it easier to get the food and stuff up here and keep for
a while.” At the sound of his now-human lover‟s voice aloud,
Benny turned back and took two steps into his muscular
arms, wrapping his own around Curtis.

“It‟s wonderful,” Benny murmured against his smooth

chest before focusing in on one of the hardened nipples right

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at mouth height. He received a groan for his efforts, and a
large hand came up to cup the back of his head.

“We can only really use it in the summer,” Curtis

explained  hoarsely.  He  gasped  as  Benny  worried  the  nub
with  his  teeth  and  then  soothed  it  with  a  stroke  of  his
tongue.  Their  erections  jousted  and  rubbed  between  their
bodies until Benny took a step away… toward that bed.

“Then let‟s not waste any time.” He tugged a willing

Curtis along for a couple of steps, then his lover picked him
up with a growl and covered the remaining distance in three
strides before tossing him down on the cushion.

Benny let out a breath as he hit the bed. In the next

moment, Curtis was atop him between his spread legs,
covering him from head to foot and rubbing his sizeable
erection along his stomach.

He reached down and gently tested, then penetrated

Benny‟s opening. His eyes darkened. “You prepped yourself?”

Two fingers curled inside him, zeroing in knowledgeably

on the exact place that made Benny moan and a zing of pure
pleasure go straight to his cock, which felt harder than iron.
“Uh,” was all he could manage aloud. “Of course. I had a—
oh!—a feeling you’d be ready to go.”

“Good boy,” Curtis praised teasingly before sliding down

and engulfing Benny‟s straining cock in the soft warmth of
his mouth. The combination of his relentless suction and the
large fingers fucking slowly in and out drove Benny quickly
to the brink.

“Almost. Oh God, don‟t stop!”

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“Shh, I‟ve got you.” Curtis pulled away just long enough

to squeeze a dollop of lube onto his fingers, slicking his cock
and rubbing the excess tauntingly along the outside of
Benny‟s hole.

“Oh for fuck’s sake, fuck me!”

“My pleasure.” Curtis‟s smug thought was countered by

his groan as he thrust into Benny‟s waiting opening. Benny
embraced the familiar twinge before his body opened to fully
welcome his lover.

They rocked together, whispering words of love and

praise until Benny couldn‟t hold back any longer. Arching,
he came between their abdomens, clenching around Curtis a
moment before his lover froze and then jerked his hips.
Warmth flooded Benny, and the pleasure and love he felt at
that moment was beyond anything he‟d ever dreamt of.

After coming down and a quick clean-up, they were

back in the bed holding one another close. A nagging
question prompted Benny to break the sated and
comfortable silence.

“So, the one thing I don‟t get is, why did we have to be

naked?”

Curtis‟s chuckle rumbled his chest under Benny‟s ear

before he confirmed Benny‟s suspicions. “You didn‟t. But it
was hot as hell coming over the ridge and seeing you there
that way.” He mentally added, “Nature boy.”

Benny smiled contentedly and shrugged. “When in the

wild….”

EVON

HODES

started reading and writing at a young age

and  never  looked  back.  After  a  creatively  sapping  career  in
the business world, she gratefully took some time off to be at
home.  At  thirty-nine  and  holding,  Devon  finally  figured  out
the best way to channel her midlife crisis was to morph from
mild-mannered stay-at-home mom to erotic romance writer.
She lives in Oregon with her husband and two girls, who are
(mostly)  understanding  of  all  the  time  she  spends  on  her
laptop, aka the black hole.

Visit her web site at

http://www.devonrhodes.com

and her

blog at

http://devonrhodes.blogspot.com/

. You can contact

her at

devonrhodes@hotmail.com

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