Chapter 13 Breathe, Lys
“What’s your safe word?”
I was on my knees, face down on a leather chair that was shaped like a down-turned U.
The split at the bottom half parted my legs wide open into two tracks. The Alpha stood between them. With a feather tickler.
“Come on, Wolf-girl. You cannot show up to your academy late.” The Dragon’s voice boomed above me. I could hear his footsteps, his bare foot on the wooden floor as he circled around me.
It was morning, although behind these blindfolds, it was all darkness.
With my hands tapped on either side of my head, and legs taped to the chair, this was not exactly a comfortable position.
But my skin was tingling with pleasure. And my nipples were hardening even as I took in deep breaths. Trying to remember. To detach.
Obey, but never surrender.
“H-ha-aaa,” I shuddered to the sudden brush of feathers against my pussy.
“Pick a name, fairy.” The Alpha’s voice was soft behind me, patient. “Give Draki a name.”
A hand brushed lightly over my hair, “We can’t proceed without a safe word, baby.” Finn cooed, his face right in front of mine.
“I consented.” I whispered, already trusting him more than I did the other two, even though we only just met.
Just then I felt a caress on my nipple, and my breath caught. Finn continued to smooth my hair, gently.
“That’s not a safe word, Wolf-girl.” He was kneeling or squatting beside Finn, his voice low and dangerous in my ear. A thrill ran through me.
“You should see the effect your voice has on her, Daine.” The Alpha chuckled from behind. He leaned over me now, and I could feel the heat of his chest on my back. “Her pussy just clenched around these feathers.” He whispered, that laughing mischief ringing in his voice.
“Mhm.” The Dragon hummed in my ear, my body shivered again. The Alpha chuckled behind me, pressing more into my body.
His skin was warm, his weight solid, lighting up sensations down my spine as Rhea reached for his wolf.
“I saw it in your eyes, you know.” The Dragon dropped his voice so only I could hear. A different hand took my other nipple now. This hand caressed it in light motions with the flat of its palm, round and round, soft, so soft.
“You love pain. You are dying for it.” The Dragon tugged on my nipple and between the three of them, my body convulsed.
“Fuck.” I squirmed, breathless as the Alpha continued to run those feathers between my legs, teasing, teasing me to madness, to tears.
My body was being pulled in different directions. My brain struggled to keep up.
My nipples were being worked passionately, one hand wide, where the other was slender and so fucking soft. A gentle caress, where the other tugged, pinched and pulled.
I was wet, squirming, ready to be taken. Every nerve in my body was alive, screaming for more.
“Say the word, Wolf-girl. And I’ll let you have it.” Came the Dragon’s voice, like the devil’s whisper.
“H-hoo,” I drew a shuddering breath as the Alpha moved away from me, and pushed the feathers between my pussy, twisting and tickling as he prodded. My thighs were vibrating now, jerking against my stomach in my uncomfortable position.
Play, Obey, but never Surrender.
“Breathe Lys.” Finn pressed his lips to my cheeks, “It’s OK to like it.”
Obey, but never surrender.
“You have to relax for the waves to take you, baby.” His voice was tender, as was his tongue on my neck, tickling, sucking.
“She doesn’t have to.” The Dragon caught my nipple between two fingers, and pinched. I moaned in pain as my clit started to pulse with need. “You only have to say your safe word, and I’ll do the rest.”
“This will not do,” The Alpha said, and his feather left me abruptly.
My relief only lasted a second as the others left me too. I wanted them back. I wanted them to put my body out of this misery. Finish what they started.
I listened to their footsteps fade as they all retreated to a distant corner of the bedroom. Straining my ears, I tried to focus with Rhea’s echo sense to hear what they were saying.
“Ouu.” I winced at the sudden static sound in my ear. The Dragon had just blocked me out. It had to be him.
With a throbbing pussy and tingling nipples, I remained in that position, ass cheeks in the air, legs wide, wide open. Waiting.
How could I keep my head if this was only the beginning?
Was it really possible to keep my heart and body separate if three distinctly different men were working hard for it?
A firm hand caressed my ass then and I moaned. Even with my eyes closed, I would recognize the Alpha’s touch.
“Lys?”
“Yes,” I whispered, my breath coming in fast as his fingers dug in, parting my ass cheeks open.
“Are you remembering to breathe?”
I swallowed, itching to grind my pussy against the leather seat. How could I remember to breathe when his hands were there, right there, but he would not touch it!
“Oh, goddess.” I bit my lip hard when I felt his face painfully close, breathing in my pussy, still without direct contact.
Before today, I had no idea pleasure could be torture too.
Warm hands slipped into mine then, lacing our fingers together. “Follow the sound of my voice, sweet Lys.”
Finn was squatting or kneeling before me again. I squeezed his hands back and nodded.
“Now breathe with me.” His voice was a gentle command, his face so close to mine. And I ached, ached to kiss him. To fuse my mouth with his and taste his tongue. “Just listen to my breath. And match yours to mine. Ok?”
I gave another nod, listening to his breathing pattern. Where was the Dragon?
Inhale.
Exhale.
My heart started to beat at a normal pace. The room came into sharp focus immediately, non-visual sensory details taking shape in my mind.
Inhale.
Exhale.
I could smell the chamomile in the air, burning up from the incense. Soft, sweet and calming.
Inhale.
Exhale.
I could hear the Alpha’s breath now as well, and that extra heartbeat from his wolf.
I could smell everyone in the room. The cedarwood and faint musk from Finn, the freshness of peppermint from the Alpha, and…
Lilies.
A scream tore out of me as my body bowed from the chair. Hot liquid ran down my back, past my ribs to my stomach, navel, my breasts, coating my nipples.
“Good?” The Dragon’s voice returned. Wicked, wicked amusement just beneath the surface.
“Yes,” I responded, because the liquid was cool again. Hot at impact but cool the next second.
“Fuck.” I moaned as I realized it was to get me hornier. The difference in temperature, the surprise.
“You’re doing so good, baby.” Finn pecked my head. “Keep breathing for me.” His hands were warmer in mine, our fingers still laced tightly.
The dragon continued to pour the liquid, drawing patterns on my back, taking me from near-pain to breathtaking arousal. The whole time, the Alpha teased my pussy with his warm breath, kissed around it, massaged my inner thighs, but without touching me in the place I ached.
“What do you think this is, Wolf-girl.”
I inhaled deeply. Cream. Sweet. Coffee. So grainy I could taste it on my tongue. And then I smelled tobacco.
“Chocolate.” I whispered.
“Good girl.” The smile in his voice was unmistakable. “Suck it off her tits, Finn.”
And then I woke up, panting, sweating, and hot. It was a dream.