Chapter 275 CHAPTER 275

Chapter 275 CHAPTER 275
I've never slept for this long, and every time I woke up, it was to eat and then go back to sleep.

For five days.

When I finally opened my eyes on the sixth, I was no longer struggling to find my identity.

I knew who I was, and I needed my men inside of me right now, or I might combust.

It wasn't like Valyra's heat.
It was a bonding process, because I wasn't just Alira anymore; there was something else I'd become that only their ties would stabilise.

Draco came in first to bring me food like he'd done the past week, never doing anything else but dropping the tray and rushing right out like staying would make him change his mind.

I didn't give him the chance to.

My claws were out and sharp before I finished the thought, and I slipped it from the v-neck of the tunic he was wearing, down to his briefs and shorts.

Everything split in two.

"Alira, what are you doing?" He growled, "I have to go to work!"

"Taking what is mine," I replied, my voice thick with desire.

"But... you need to rest!"

I didn't let another word escape him. I pulled his head down and kissed him, swallowing whatever protest he was about to make.

He tasted like the tea he’d been drinking and something darker, something that had been building between us for months.

His hands came up like he was going to push me away, but the second my tongue slid against his, they dropped to my waist instead, gripping tight.

He groaned, desire and repressed need coiling tight in his throat.

He kissed me like he was drowning and needed my lips like air, grinding into my body with groans that made my pussy demand attention.

Everything I've ever felt when being touched paled in comparison to this.

This power was taking everything about me to a different level.

His hands on my skin elicited sparks, his tongue delving into my mouth sent pleasure all over my body and made me squeeze my thighs.

I broke the kiss and looked at him, panting, his eyes dark with lust.

“On your knees," I commanded, my voice leaving no room for negotiation.

Draco’s brows pulled together, realising the change in the air.

He didn't protest.

He sank to his knees in front of me, eyes dark and desperate. I stepped out of the loose sleep shorts I’d been wearing and kicked them aside. I wasn’t wearing anything underneath.

“Eat,” I told him, voice low. “And don’t fucking stop until you have my cum running down your chin."

"You'll pay for this later," he growled, but he was already moving into action.

His hands gripped the back of my thighs as he leaned forward, threw one leg over his shoulder and grabbed my plump ass in both hands.
This gave him free access to my pussy, and then he dragged his tongue through my folds in one long, slow stroke.

"Fuck!" I hissed, one hand flying to his hair.

He licked me like he’d been starving for it, tongue circling my clit before sucking it into his mouth.

I knew he missed this, all these months of stubbornness and watching Flo and Zade fuck me all over the house. I'd always screamed as loudly as I felt, not sparing him.

Most mornings, he went to work with a hard-on, and I grinned, preparing for the night afterwards.

Right now, I couldn't decide if he was punishing me for it or trying to get back all those months he'd missed.

Because he was driving me fucking insane.

My legs shook, but I stayed standing, using his hair to keep him exactly where I wanted him.
"Put those two fat fingers of yours inside my pussy, Draco. I know you want my cum in your throat, finger fuck me, and maybe I'll let you have it."

His growl vibrated against my clit, and he obeyed immediately, sliding two thick fingers inside me while his tongue kept working my clit.

The stretch was alluring, and I bit my lip, trying not to explode too fast. I rocked against his face, whimpering with every pump of his fingers and the way he sucked my clit with dedication.

Soon, I couldn't control anything anymore.
Pleasure coiled tight and fast in my belly. I couldn't hold back, not when he curled his fingers on that perfect spot.

No matter how long it's been, Daddy knew how to work my body.

I came on his tongue with a sharp cry, thighs clamping around his head as I ground down on his mouth.

He didn’t stop until I pushed his head away, breathing hard.

I looked down at him. His lips and beard were shiny, eyes blown wide with lust.

"Good start," I said, slipping my fingers into his mouth. After two pumps, I pulled them out. "Stand up.”

He rose immediately, following my every command with ease.

Who would have thought?

I looked down at his angry cock dancing in my direction, begging for attention.

It was red, swollen and angry as fuck, precum leaking to the floor.

"Someone is hungry," I chuckled darkly as I knelt in front of him.

I wrapped my hand around the base and licked a slow stripe up the underside before taking the head into my mouth.

"Gods!" He snapped, his voice rough and shocked.

Draco’s hand flew to my hair, but I slapped it away.

“No hands,” I said, looking up at him. “You don’t get to control this. I do. All you'll do is stand there and take everything I give you.”

His jaw flexed, but he dropped his hand to his side.

I wished to tie him up for more of this, but I was in a hurry. I've not tasted his cum in so long, and I hated that.

My tongue needs a renewal, and I was going to get it soon.

I took him deeper, relaxing my throat until my nose brushed his stomach. I held there for a second, then pulled back, letting spit drip down his length. I did it again, slower this time, letting him feel every inch of my mouth and throat.

“Fuck, Alira.. You're killing me.” His voice cracked.

I pulled off with a wet pop and stroked him with my hand, twisting on the upstroke the way I knew drove him crazy.

“You’re going to cum in my mouth,” I told him, voice calm even though my own body was throbbing. “And you’re going to look at me while you do it.”

I took him back in, sucking harder now, bobbing my head with purpose.

One hand stroked what I couldn’t fit while the other cupped his balls, rolling them gently. I could feel him getting close — the way his thighs tensed, the way his breathing turned ragged.

His groans turned desperate, and he closed his eyes, biting down on his hard knuckle.

“Look at me, Draco," I ordered roughly before taking his cock back in my mouth.

His eyes locked on mine.

I hollowed my cheeks and took him as deep as I could.

That was all it took. Draco groaned, low and broken, and came down my throat in hot pulses. I swallowed every drop, licking him clean before finally pulling off.

He was breathing hard, staring down at me like he didn’t recognise me.

I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand and winked at him.

“Hmm, tastes better than I remember,” I smiled, getting up.

Before he could answer, the door opened.

Zade and Florian walked in, talking about something, and froze mid-step.

Their eyes went from me — naked, lips swollen, Draco’s cum still on my chin — to Draco, half-dressed with his cock still out and softening.
Neither of them said a word.

"You guys are just in time. I have an itch that needs scratching, and you three are going to do it now."

"Who are you and what have you done with my Princess?"