Chapter 214 Dragons

Chapter 214 Dragons
“Break it up,” The dragon's voice was gentle, but his eyes were hard and locked on mine. “Our lunar queen is cold. I don’t like that.”

The men pulled apart at once, and my breath hitched. All three men were staring at me.

An electric buzz started under my skin, and I resisted the illogical urge to turn and run. Because despite this overwhelming tension of three big men taking in the sight of my body with possessive desire in the eyes, I was wet between the legs.

Bad, selfish Lys loved this, had ached for this exact moment to the point of tears.

Mine, the old wolf said, and Rhea unfurled. Hale was the first to move. He cupped my chin and pressed a chaste kiss to my lips.

I heard the dragon chuckle behind us, drawing closer. He caressed my thighs and then swept my feet off the floor. I squeaked as my back hit the bed with a thump.

“Your husband wants you warm.” Finn straddled me, his eyes burning into mine. I gasped, shifting under him to the feeling of Hale’s hand, caressing down towards my hip as he lifted his gaze to stare up at me too.

My gaze covered the trio, looking from the aqua-colored eyes that made my heart race, to the moon-colored hair, soft as silk, that had my body melting further into the bed. Finally, I locked eyes with the dragon, and those silver eyes grounded me in the moment.

He gave me that slow smirk while coating his fingers with the bottle of lube he had pulled out of the drawer moments ago. The men seemed to follow my gaze, turning to watch him, the only person still standing outside our bed.

And then they yanked my legs apart. My brain short-circuted.

It was a contest of passion, a sport on who could please me best. Warm lips brushed my neck, while another kissed my mouth, voracious and soft. A man nibbled my skin, traveling from my collarbone to the sensitive flesh of my belly as four greedy hands grasped my body. They caressed my skin and squeezed the fullness of my ass, my breasts. They cupped my pussy, and drew patterns around my clit.

My moans turned to squeals as the attention moved to my lower body. Mordaine. I stared down at the silky hair that flowed down his back like a black stream as he settled between my legs. Then he clamped down on my pussy.

This would come to a quick end.

I could not hold back. Not with the hungry mouths on my nipples. Not with the dragon’s toasty mouth against my pussy, bringing me to a shiver as his tongue swept every corner of me, licking over the stinging soreness Finn’s teeth had left earlier till I was squirming between the three of them.

And then I felt his fingers, wet, and firm. He pushed up into my booty hole, and my voice broke out clear to the ceiling. It was nothing I had ever experienced. My skin came alive with a thousand delicious sensations zapping through me.

If he had not tortured me into mastering control at all times, I might have shifted then. Whether into a wolf, or Selenied, I had no idea. But my body ripped apart, the edge of my orgasm as sharp as teeth.

Hale reached down just then, and started to stroke my clit slowly with those maddening fingers even as the dragon’s tongue continued to move under me.

And just like my first sex with them, my body moved in a loop of multiple orgasms. They were patient, experienced light touch when I was too sensitive, and urgent strokes when I was close to yet another orgasm.

“I can’t, I can’t.” I murmured into the sweetness of Finn’s lips as he palmed my breasts, twirling my nipples in his velvety fingers.

Nothing should feel this good. Was death by pleasure a thing? I had no desire to find out.

My abdomen was sore, my legs were numb, and my body had nothing more to give.

Finn pulled back, caressing my face as I stared up at him with parted lips, panting through my moans.

Then the other men left me alone at last.

“You can watch.” The dragon winked, and before I could blink, he reached for Finn. I rolled out of bed, grateful for the reprieve. Finn was the subject once again.

I moved slowly towards the other end of the bedroom, my clit pulsing at every moan from the bed.

On the mantel shelf, I found refreshments just as I knew I would. Mordaine always kept ice and snacks here for nights like this. Especially in the last few months when it was just us, and he would keep me up at night till I could barely work.

I faced the bed again with an ice cube in my mouth.

“Have you ever had dragon-mouth around your cock?” Hale was teasing, caressing Finn’s hair with a mischievous smile on his lips. I reached for the bottle of BodyArmor, fighting my smile.

Hale was a gentle devil. He was just as bad as the dragon, only he exacted wickedness with elegance and ease.

I was out of breath, and still levitating on happy hormones, but I was restless to get back there already.

Sitting at the edge of the bed, wrists locked behind his back, Finn’s eyes were slightly wide. “If you twitch.” The dragon said quietly now, staring into his eyes. “I’ll have you in a chastity belt for a week.”

Hale leaned in and brushed his lips across Finn's throat, his large hand locking his wrist securely behind him. “You have to trust me on this, sweetheart. It won’t be fun.”

“Come here, sweet wife,” the dragon said. I placed the bottle down promptly and hurried across the bedroom. As I walked around him, he trailed a finger down my spine, and then squeezed my ass.

I gasped, feeling a new moist between my legs.

“Participating would interest you better than just watching, right?”

I gave him a nod.

“On your knees then.”

I dropped to my knees beside him. We were both facing the bed now, the men right in front of us, sitting side by side at the edge of the bed. The dragon leaned into me and I shivered, shifting a tiny inch on my knees for some sort of friction.

“We have to make your little boyfriend cry from how bloody good this is about to feel,” he whispered in my ear, and my cheeks burned. Payback. He was returning the favor from my own tears earlier. “If we fail, you’ll have to take his place.”

I swallowed hard.

“Whatever I do from this point,” he pressed his lips to my cheek, the depth of his bass making my clit swell. “Think of a way to worsen it.”

“Yes sir.” My whisper was airless, and he pulled back with a pleased smile.

We turned as one to Finn, and he must have seen the hunt in our eyes. He flinched.