Page 135 of Gemini Kings
Ronin throws his head back and pumps into his own fist, abs flexing, thighs straining, teeth bared, with all that inky hair swirling around his gorgeous body. He’s gleaming with sweat when his rhythm stutters and his body goes rigid. He roars and paints my tits and belly with creamy jets of warlock spunk that drip down my torso in the most deliciously filthy way.
“Shit,” I breathe. “That’s so freaking hot.”
Ronin snarls in agreement.
And none of us are anywhereneardone.
Because Ronin’s at the peak of his heat and he’s still hard. My inner dragon’s pacing and lashing her tail and wanting to rise. Max’s cock is still hooked deep inside Ronin.
In fact, this entire building is pulsing with sex. Based on the vibes I’m getting from the big room, not to mention the cries and moans leaking through the door over the music’s sexy grind, most of the students at this Academy are fucking.
“Damn,” I whimper. “Is this really happening?”
You are their sovereign,Max whispers through slow licks of my dripping cunt.Your pleasure is their pleasure. You honor them by sharing it. This is, how do you say, a sacrament?
Huh.
It’s like I’m more than a queen. Like a priestess. Or a goddess.
Or something.
I slick a hand through the creamy mess of Ronin’s jizz and swipe a dripping finger around my clit. Ronin dives in to drag his tongue over my soaked tits, then gives me a sloppy open-mouthed kiss that coats my tongue with the familiar tang of his seed. Finally he starts suckling my nipples for real, tugging and twisting my rings to make me gasp, hips grinding into Max like this time he really means it.
Every time Ronin’s pelvis flexes, I hear the wet suck of dragon cock inside him.
I’ve pretty much inundated Maxim’s face, but he laps at my cunt the whole time like he’s starving for it. Now I basically fall off his face (guy’s gotta breathe) and plaster myself against Ronin, kissing him and writhing against him and smearing his mess all over both of us. Max spreads my ass cheeks and drags his tongue from my hole up my crack (so much for breathing). When that slick organ probes my pucker—which is uber-sensitive like the rest of me due to this heat—I shock myself into a third climax that makes sparks race over the cushions and crackle up the tapestries.
That little O of mine sets Max off again. His hands clamp around Ronin’s thighs to lock him in place while Max fucks into him and snarls and spurts inside him. Through this mating bond with both of them, I feel every damn pump like a mini-explosion.
“Mine. Mine. Mine,” our dragon grunts, timing every syllable with the upstroke. “Both of you. You are mine. Say it.”
“We are his,”my inner dragon hisses. Withmyfucking voice.“Just as both of you are ours.”
“Fuck.” Ronin sucks my lower lip into his mouth with a sharp nip that makes me gasp. “Yours. Both of yours. Butonlyif Vasili’s on board, Max. I mean it. You’ll have to learn to live with him. To love him.”
“And Lucius. And Neo,” I add, thankfully in my own fucking voice again. “We’re an all-or-nothing kinda deal.”
Max and/or his dragon roars and bucks harder between my thighs. He’s either coming again, or he/they never stopped coming the first time.
“Think I’m full up,” Ronin moans. “But, gods, don’t stop.”
This might seriously be one of the hottest fucks I’ve ever experienced.
And that’s, like, really saying something.
Ronin’s cock is jutting against my tummy and he’s just too sexy to resist. I grip him in my fist and give all those slick inches a few hard pumps to make him good and ready. Then I angle him right and sink down and take him deep inside, till his Prince Albert bumps against my cervix.
He’s plenty big, but I’m so soaked with his come and Max’s saliva and my own juice that he slides right in.
My cunt locks around him like I’m barbed myself, which is hopefully not something that’s gonna happen once I start shifting. I make one of those dragon keening sounds (shit, she’s getting so vocal!) and Ronin gasps out a curse and clamps his hands over Max’s around my ass.
Together they push me onto Ronin’s cock, which also pushes Ronin down on Max’s.
Then the three of us are rocking and flexing all together in a shared rhythm, finally, finally,finallygetting it just right for all three of us. Max’s leathery smell of dragon and Ronin’s ambergris and my mating scent swirl together with a blast of my Mogadon pheromones, all thick and heady in the air. I’m arching back, supported by my mates’ joined hands, and Ronin’s suckling and licking and tugging on my tits.
His pistoning cock fills me so good, so tight, so perfect. He’s mine. And he feels so damn good.
Clearly Max’s dick is working magic for Ronin.
