Chapter 215: A fragile peace

I watched the dragon lean closer, and Finn’s dick pulse in anticipation. Hale latched on to his throat, running his tongue up in a sweeping arch to his earlobe.

I shivered in sync with Finn.

The dragon parted his lips and gave the velvet crown of his dick a lick. Finn hissed through clenched teeth.

“Good?”

“Fuck yes.”

The dragon leaned in again, and twirled his tongue around the entire width of the mushroom head this time around. I winced, aching for them inside me.

But with the dragon, pleasure was earned. If I did not come up with an idea quickly, I might get a belt before he would finally give me what I wanted.

I frowned at the scene, mentally taking a step back. How could I make Finn feel better, or worse than he already did now? Hale was working on him with that expert tongue, sticking to the areas that could make a man burn, his neck, the shell of his ear down the lobe of it, all the while caressing his chest and twiddling his nipples.

Below, Mordaine was between his knees, those wide shoulders so large they took up the whole space. My eyes jerked back to Hale, and journeyed slowly to his cock, dark, hard, leaking precum.

Without a pause, I reached forward and wrapped my fist around his shaft. He jerked away from Finn, his eyes wide in surprise.

I held his gaze a second longer, and then I winked.

Finn groaned. I turned to find him and the dragon watching us. Mordaine smirked, his eyes bright with satisfaction. Then he buried Finn’s length in his mouth.

Nonchalance out the window, Finn gasped and groaned like he was in pain. And I felt every sound deep in my cunt.

My hand tightened around Hale’s cock, but I did not look away from Finn. Confident that I had his attention and he would not look away, I lowered my head slowly and took Hale in my mouth.

It was seduction, painful teasing for both men. I used Hale’s cock to demonstrate all I could do to Finn if he was the one in my mouth. His eyes darkened into bottomless pits.

I ran my tongue on the underside of Hale’s dick, and slowly started to trace the bubbles underneath his shaft. I swept my tongue up under him like he was slow-melting icecream, and I had to chase every bit of it before it melted away.

Hale groaned, muttering in that deep charmer's voice.

This was too much for Finn. His pupils were blown, his chest red, and I felt instinctively that he was about to come.

I moved my hand and reached for him under Mordaine’s chest. Feeling around, I swept my hand up his thigh till I brushed against his balls.

Then I did the one thing I had seen my husband do to himself on those nights where we tried all sorts of sweaty experiments till dawn. I clutched his balls, heavy and taut, and I tugged.

“Bloody hell,” Hale cursed, and tears jumped to my eyes as he gripped my hair tightly. I ached to look at his face, to watch him unravel as I started to bob my head on his cock in earnest.

But I could not afford to break eye contact with Finn.

“What the hell did you do with her in our absence?” Hale gasped, his words broken.

The dragon chuckled around Finn’s cock and I saw his eyes roll backward. He was cursing obscenities at this point, trembling from his efforts at restraint. He looked like he would love nothing more than to move his hips, thrust up into that deliciously warm mouth.

His lips were white, drawn back around his teeth.

Mordaine pulled away just then, yanked me off Hale and kissed me breathless. He repeated this at intervals, a sight that drove the men wild. With impatience, with lust.

When I pushed down on Hale again, relaxing my mouth around him till his crown hit the back of my throat, he cursed and turned to Finn. Their lips collided, large hands grasping at each other as masculine groans filled the room.

Mordaine slipped his hand between my legs then, and pushed his fingers inside me.

I could have cried for joy at that moment. Despite begging off earlier, I had been aroused to the point of tears just now. And his fingers…

They filled me up, stretched me out, stroking me at just that sweet angle. I groaned around Hale’s cock, and he broke his kiss with Finn to turn his full attention to me.

He placed both hands on either side of my head, holding me still, and started to thrust up into my mouth with a savagery that forced tears down my cheeks. He hit the back of my throat over and over, grunting at the feeling of it.

My eyes were locked on Finn’s the whole time. Making sure he watched me choke and slobber and cry even as I rode Mordaine’s fingers under me. His breathing turned shallow, those breathtaking eyes widening. He was about to come.

I was too, my walls already clenching around the dragon’s fingers.

But the dragon pulled away, leaving both of us at once.

Hale pushed me gently off him, panting hard. I glanced back to find the Mordaine watching us. He had given the silent order. He turned to face Finn, who stared at him with angry hurt.

Mordaine smirked, that arrogant, amused look. He placed his hand on Finn's chest, and pushed gently till he was lying flat with his back on the bed.

“Mon amour,” he called, still staring down into Finn’s eyes. “Get on top of him.”

“What?”

I turned to see the surprise on Hale’s face.

“You can safe out.” Mordaine straightened, turned to me and held his hand out. “But I think my wife would like to see you get thoroughly fucked.” He quirked an eyebrow, “Isn’t that right, Ma Royne?”

I nodded eagerly, and placed my hand in his. He helped me to my feet, and leaned in to kiss my forehead, running his nose through my hair.

My eyes closed at the sudden wave of cozy warmth rolling off him, comforting. I melted into him. He dipped his head and whispered, “I love you.”

I reached up to grab his elbow, my body shivering as I remembered what waited for me outside this room. This was the only moment I could forget. That I could pretend like my life had not changed forever.

The moment the sun came up, it would be over.

“First choice,” I whispered now, and felt his cheek move against mine. He was smiling. He dropped his head and pressed his lips to my shoulder.

Then he stepped back. I avoided looking directly at either of the men, knowing I would see the jealous hurt in their eyes. The same emotion I felt when I watched them interact with each other.

Mordaine grabbed the bottle of lube off the nightstand, and nodded for me to hold my hand out.

I did.

He squeezed the bottle, squirting the gel into my hand as he said, “I need your help.”

When I turned, Hale was watching us with narrowed eyes. Then he chewed on his lip, shaking his head slowly. “You have corrupted my fairy. I should never have left her alone with an immoral man like you.”

“I did tell you to take her with you.” There was a hint of bitterness in the dragon’s voice that made all of us tense.

My heart started to race. This was a fragile peace. One wrong word and Hale could walk out again. Even Finn.

But Finn made a joke then, mimicking their fight in the Seoul hotel suite. Hale smiled slowly, and then started to laugh.

The dragon turned his face away, but not before I saw the hint of smile at the edge of his lips. I exhaled in relief, and walked towards Hale with lube-coated fingers.