Page 23 of Her Two Dragons

CLAIMED

MICHELLE

Darius’s voice filled her head, even as he continued kissing her. Just breathe, Michelle.

She groaned against Darius’s mouth as Khalid slowly worked his way into her, pressing a little deeper, then pulling back again, over and over until finally, he groaned, “Fuck, you’re tight.”

Michelle broke her kiss with Darius, letting out a moan. She’d never been this full before. Her body quivered with the new sensations she’d never experienced. Both men were hitting all kinds of delicious points deep inside her. Her body writhed between them as they patiently waited for her body to adjust.

When they started to move, she cried out and her nails bit into Darius’s shoulders as she rocked against them. They found a rhythm together, sliding in and out in tandem, pushing and pulling her between them like she was their plaything, like she was theirs to claim.

She fucking loved it.

“Gods, you feel incredible.” Darius’s hands slid over her hips, gripping them tight enough that it was almost on the edge of pain.

Khalid’s hands held her breasts like they were handles for him to drive into her ass harder, faster. His pace seemed to lead Darius, and the rougher Khal got, the rougher Darius got too.

“Oh, God,” she croaked. “I’m gonna come,” Michelle groaned. Her gums were throbbing, her jaw unhinging and working.

She leaned forward, desiring more contact, kissing Darius hard as she rocked between them. Her skin ignited like she was on fire as she clenched around them both making both men moan.

“Let go, mate. Make us yours.” Khalid kissed her shoulder. “Claim us, and we’ll claim you.”

His words sounded odd, but the tension in her jaw grew more intense as her nails bit into Darius more. She wanted to leave more marks on them, claim them as her own.

Darius broke their kiss, shifting to expose his neck. “We’re yours. Both of us.”

Without another thought, she leaned down and bit into the soft curve where his neck met his shoulder.

The bite seemed to fuel Darius faster, and it felt like he was getting even bigger inside her. Or maybe it was just that she seemed to be clenching and squeezing tighter with every thrust.

With a groan, she released Darius, and shifted, taking Khal’s hand in hers as she bit into his wrist. Pleasure swirled inside of her, the tension easing in her mouth as she let Khalid go, while the tension in the rest of her body tightened.

Both Darius and Khalid bit into her shoulders, Darius on the left, Khal on the right.

She completely came apart. Her orgasm ripped through her like fire, making her see white as she bucked between her two mates, squeezing them both, her body demanding that they follow her over.

She felt Darius let go first, but Khalid was just a few seconds after, as they both buried their cocks deep inside her. Their ragged breaths and her soft keening as they came down from their high were the only sounds that filled the room for a while.

They stayed close, even after they slipped from her body, kissing her, touching her.

Michelle couldn’t stop staring at the marks she’d caused on their bodies. Her bites had formed into something that looked like a tattoo, one that they both wore, as a symbol that they were hers.

It wasn’t until she had to get up to use the bathroom that she saw she wore their marks too, one on each shoulder.

Khal waited outside the door when she came out, and immediately pulled her into his arms. She could feel his hard cock again, pressing into her thigh, as he kissed the mark Darius had made. “You’re ours now. And we’re yours.”

She smirked as she cuddled in close. “I think we probably need to have a few more rounds of this, just for good measure.”

He chuckled. “We’ve got centuries for as many rounds as you want.” Khal kissed her again, this time on her lips, and pulled her toward the bed.

She paused. “Centuries?”

“There is much we must tell you again, mate. Dragon lifespans are longer, and because you’re mated to us, your lifespan is tied to ours.”

He grinned and gave her a tug to get her moving to the bed again. She embraced him as she got back on the bed.

“The sun won’t go down for another few hours, though. Darius has called down for some food. We can eat and fuck and cuddle as much as you want until then.”

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