Page 157 of Gemini Kings
With every grunt, he works his way deeper. Every fraction of an inch of terrain he claims rips a cry from my throat. Stars explode behind my eyes with every thrust.
“Well, darlings,” Vasili breathes, “it’s about fuckingtime.”
On the last syllable, he too seats himself deep, like he’s embedded and taking root in my soul.
That soul-deep connection makes all three of us yell.
Suddenly, the pain I’m experiencing dissolves into smoke and drifts away. Any residual discomfort seems way less important than this typhoon of pleasure that’s howling through all three of us.
Yeah, Max is locked in good and tight, but my titanium pussy’s finally kicking in.
Which means he’s starting to feel fucking amazing.
He and my snake are definitely doing me as a team, like twin pistons in a damn machine, one of them on the downstroke while the other’s on the recoil. The Goblin King’s getting plenty of forked friction through the thin membrane inside me that separates those two cocks, and he’s starting to lose his mind a little from the pleasure.
Which actually loosens his notoriously unflappable tongue.
“Darling,” he moans, so soft I can barely hear, his body plastered to my back, hips flexing fiercely into mine, face buried in my hair. “Do you… do you love me?”
My heart melts into an instant puddle of goop. Because how can he possibly still not know? My mouth pops open to impress on him in no uncertain terms thatyes,I would kill for him, he’s my Goblin King, he fuckingruinsme—
But Max gets there first. “I have loved both of you as long as I have known you. Let the world end, and I will love you. There is no place you can go where I will not follow. What you love, I will cherish and protect. Your enemies are my enemies. For you, I will ravage and destroy.”
Well, dayum.
That right there’s practically a marriage vow.
My heart gives a sharpping!as something essential I’ve always been missing snaps and locks into place. Like a missing piece of my soul made whole.
This is the moment I fall in love with the dragon.
He’s loved me from the start. I’m his mate and his sovereign. I’m his everything. Under all my pride and rage and defiance, behind all his pigheaded stubbornness and breeding kink and his infuriating threats against my warlocks, I’ve always known I’m central to every choice he makes. Even when his unshakable certainty made me rage.
I’m the whole reason he’s here. On this island and in our bed.
But it’s Max owning the secret truth of his love for Vasili, despite their loaded history and all that homophobic baggage, that finally makes me love the big galoot back.
Vasili shudders like he’s falling apart. His tempo stutters and splinters.
Hot damn. Max saying he loves him is gonna make my lonely love-starved snake blow his load.
And it’s all the more impressive that Max says all this while he’s hammering into me and straining with pleasure. While he’s pumping out a steady drizzle of dragon spunk that my greedy pussy is hoovering up and sucking deep inside. He’s flooding my basement with extremely potent Grade A seed, my uterus is absorbing all that jizz like a sponge.
I really hope my BC shots are up to the challenge.
My snake pumps fiercely into my ass, one hand clamped on my hip hard enough to bruise, the other fisted in my hair to arch my back and bare my throat like a sacrifice. Shrill cries wrench from his chest like the feel of me clamped and pulsing around him is breaking him.
When he goes rigid and his cock kicks and spurts deep inside me, I hurl myself over the cliff in free fall.
My mind reaches out by instinct for Ronin. Because he’s such a strong telepath, I can reach him all the way across town. Right away, my warlock’s love surges in welcome and wraps tight around me.
Even though he’s… busy.
Holy shit, all three of them are busy.
If I’m reading this right, baby Neo’s getting spit-roasted on the Renaissance sofa by the two of them. Lucius is so deep in his wolf right now that he doesn’t even feel guilty or apologetic about the imminent prospect of losing his load down Neo’s happily accommodating throat. When Ronin’s cock explodes in about five seconds in my fated mate’s drum-tight tushy, that’s finally gonna break his mating heat.
I’m sorry to be missing that particular action.
