Page 24 of Tethered Thrones

Sun was shining and lovely and relaxed, and I wanted to share a kiss to relieve myself of my self-pity. Bracken snorted, and Kiar’s tail tightened on my hip, shoving me closer to Sun, who laughed earnestly. Hadi, in turn, seemed pleased as a smirk overtook his sour expression.

I realized they thought my initiating would open Sun to sex, to his favorite distraction, and our tired and true method of making up. And they weren’t wrong as Sun grinned and grabbed the back of my head, kissing me sloppily, the gourd falling empty to the forest floor.

His lips tasted entirely of the crude wine, and his scent was just as sweet as my new master forced his tongue into my mouth. Then, a rogue, forbidden thought entered my mind as I seized his shoulders and kissed Sun instead of allowing him to devour me as he always did.

I suppressed a giggle of glee as he acquiesced, a slight confused sound replaced by a moan of pleasure as I reached up to toy with one of Sun’s exposed nipples, robe slipping downward. Sun allowed me to, but it felt so good and right to possess him for once that I lost myself in the kiss, climbing into his lap, gripping his head with my upper arms, roaming his chest, and squeezing his hip with the other. Kiar’s tail tightened around my waist, and I squeaked as suddenly I was yanked back by the fur of my collar.

I panted, eyes wide as I stared into the fire lit in Kiar’s blue and red eyes.

Gulping, I tried to turn to Master Bracken for help, wondering if I had somehow made him mad too, but Kiar’s grip gentled, and he stroked my cheek with the back of his hand before clutching my chin.

“Suck,” he hissed.

Before I could react, he forced my face downward, dragging Sun into his lap. He squeezed us tight, so I straddled Sun fully, whose back was pressed to Kiar’s chest. I sucked on Sun’s neck as Kiar instructed and teased his nipples. Kiar hissed lower this time, filled with lust, as he grabbed Sun’s rugged jaw and forced his face upward so that they could kiss while my lips drifted down.

Kiar’s clawed fingers strummed through my hair, urging me to be lewder, to suck harder. He was enjoying this. And I had to admit, his fingers felt good combing through my fur so gently, not an ounce of his usual irritation with me in his touch.

Kiar never touched me when we mated, not like this. Not on purpose, anyway. Bumping together while we all rutted didn’t count. But the initial shock wore off soon enough. He did so because he could take from Sun and direct me to please.

That felt natural enough. It’s what always happened when we mated in the end. So why was I so thrown off by being forced to relinquish Sun’s delicious lips? It was like I was adding yet another master to my roster, and Sun’s words echoed from my memories.

You cannot serve two masters? Then what about me, who now seems to serve four?

“Now, this is what I like to see,” Bracken said, voice gravelly, cutting into my mounting despair.

I wiggled enough that Kiar loosened his tail. Turning, I found the tip of Bracken’s huge, hard, purple cock poking through his furs near my head. I caught myself flashing green before returning to neutrality, embarrassed as if this wasn’t always the order of things.

Granted, Kiar was a little touchier than he usually was with me, holding me now by my shoulders as he ravished Sun’s lips,urging me to continue my teasing of Sun’s exposed neck and nipples. But this was more or less the order of things.

So why… why was I so disturbed?

I was ravished by Sun or Bracken, or both of them at the same time, and that started a chain reaction that ended in mutual bliss. But I felt strange as I was forced to the sidelines, waiting to pleasure Sun or Bracken as usual. I would be pampered after they found their release, but…

Oh!I wanted to be alone with Sun. I realized this immediately as he was taken from me fully.

Kiar unfurled himself just enough so that Bracken could snatch me up. The naga looked at me with hooded, confused eyes as he finally released Sun’s kiss-swollen lips, wondering why I stopped, no doubt. I never stopped when it came to my sole task–bringing pleasure to my masters.

I pushed away from Bracken, who didn’t care too much as he dove for Sun instead. He was so sure I’d come around like I always did.

I was left in the cold, my cock unfurled but my erection wilting, watching as Sun surrendered to Kiar’s touch, shielded by Bracken’s wings, under Hadi’s shadow, who was reaching for his angry erection with a twisted smirk. And this scene sparked something far darker and uglier in me than any emotion I’d felt in my life.

Possessiveness.

I felt possessive and wanted Sun all to myself. I shook away that insane thought, but it clawed at me and sank into my flesh until I was heavier than stone. I hadn’t felt like this even in the prison when I was the only one of his tethered court awake. I hadn’t felt like this need so deeply, so much so I was flashing red! As if I had the right to be angry.

Foolishness!

“I… I need some fresh air,” I offered, needing to be alone with my thoughts, pulled towards the darkness of the treeline and the shaft of moonlight, not a stone’s throw away penetrating the thick canopy of trees overhead. “You all continue.”

My voice was small and weak as if they’d care in the throes of passion if I crawled an earshot away.

But Bracken and Kiar immediately stopped, pausing their coxing of Sun, whose eyes were fuzzy and body pliant like puddy in their arms.

They commanded me as one.

“No, it’s dangerous,” they said, and there was no room for discussion.

I recoiled, scolded, before bristling with anger, shocking myself once more. They were right. It was dangerous, and I was practically defenseless even in my right mind, even a hair’s breadth away. It wasn’t wise, but damn it, I just wanted to be alone for a moment! Was that too much to ask?

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