Page 154 of Gemini Kings
Vasili’s silver serpent is bigger than me, smaller than Max, and faster than greased lightning. He flows through the night like milk poured from a pitcher. He’s magic to watch, and my queen is overjoyed to have two kings—the snake and the dragon—competing for our favor in this epic mating flight.
She doesn’t even mind us chasing Vasili instead of Vasili chasing us. After all, my Goblin King’s a little bit of a queen himself.
He always steals the spotlight.
Under the slender scroll of his serpentine body, the twisting maze of village streets flashes past. The Gothic bulk of the cathedral looms ahead, bell tower jutting into the sky like an erect phallus.
Guess who’s got dick on her mind?
Vasili flows toward the tower. Max is breathing down my neck. I dive low to keep my freedom and wing hard after my snake with the last shreds of my failing strength.
Vasili streams into the belfry with a blinding flash of light. That’s him shifting back to his warlock shape.
I fold my wings in tight and arrow in his wake. My nose is barely in the belfry when my dragon shape falls away in a flash that sizzles like a lightning strike.
I hit the snowy floor barefoot and race naked across the roof without slowing, under the peaked cupola, past the massive shape of the hanging bell where Lucius first fucked me and taught me to summon the lightning.
My snake has already slithered into the covered staircase and vanished.
Behind me, Max lands with a roar that morphs into a wordless human shout in a brilliant blaze of light. The quickcrunch-crunch-crunchof human footsteps in virgin snow chases me into the dark tunnel of the stairs.
Around and around and down and down the coiling stairs I run, hearing Max’s harsh breath and pounding steps raising echoes from above, but not hearing a peep from Vasili below. I burst from the darkness into the moonlight of the choir loft library where Max kissed Vasili so disastrously and—
A tall shadow darts from behind a bookcase and pounces.
Before I can even snatch in a breath, a cold mouth tasting like cherries presses against mine. Icy hands drag me behind the bookcase into a slice of darkness. Twin fangs sharp as scalpels press into my lower lip. A tongue dipped in juniper swirls around mine.
That’s the taste of Goblin.
I wind my grateful arms around Vasili’s neck and writhe against his naked body. His hands cup my ass and drag me up against the supple jut of his cock.
My closet monster wants him.
I want him.
This fiery heat is burning me alive and I want him to fuck me into that wall behind him until I shatter.
“My snake,” I breathe against his silken lips, and he hums with pleasure. “How’s this even happening, bad boy?”
“You didn’t wish to be left alone with that dragon and your superheat,” the Goblin King whispers, menacing my mouth with his pretty fangs. “Lucius and I merely ensured you wouldn’t be.”
“Lucius!” My brain races, putting two and two together in the obvious way. I’ve always been good at math. “He fucking bit you, didn’t he? All those biochemicals in his shifter DNA triggered your switch, just like his bite triggered mine. But I don’t see where?”
“Inner thigh.” His snaky tongue licks into my mouth. “To hoard my advantage and keep it secret—”
“At last.” A sandpaper voice scrapes my ear. “We finish the hunt.”
The physical impact of a hard body sears into my back like a column of living flame. Max’s ruthless arm locks around my hips like a dragon’s tail. His hand dips between my legs. Brutal fingers slide down my wet slit. One coated finger shoves deep inside my cunt.
The sudden shock of penetration, coupled with the hard press of his palm against my clit, makes my heat spike. The contact wrings an instant O out of my overstimulated body.
I convulse and shout and shudder like he’s hooked me up to jumper cables and switched on the juice.
My basement goes slick and my channel clamps down on his finger. My hips ride his hand like a dildo.
Max growls and wraps his other hand in Vasili’s disheveled hair. My snake hisses like a boiling kettle. Their mouths crash together, these two alphas who’ve hunted me and hunted each other at the same time, in a blazing kiss.
I’m trapped between them and their luscious cocks, Vasili’s long shaft jutting against my belly and smearing my tummy with precum, Max’s forked tool jabbing into the crack of my ass and already dripping.
