Page 85 of Gemini Kings
We’re linked, so he knows what I’m asking.
“Yes,” he growls, his eyes lidded and burning. “Always. The first time—in particular. You will scream for me, my queen. You will scream when you take my cock. At first, you will beg me to stop.”
Oh fuck. Oh fuck.
I whimper and moan and grind against him. My free hand claws into his back. His finger rides my ass and my cunt clenches around the chafe of my thong, craving him there too. I’m still kneading this barbaric dragon cock of his, rubbing him up against my slit, both blessing and cursing that skimpy strip of fabric that’s trapped between us like a chastity belt.
This kinky little fantasy of mine arcs between us like an electric current.
A dangerous rumble rises from his chest. “If you were raised among dragons, such a thing would be no fantasy. In ancient times, our sires required their daughters to wear such garments until they were mated. This custom was all that kept them off our dragon cocks.” He pauses. “Would such an arrangement… please you?”
In the state I’m in, even that kinky BDSM dragon fantasy turns my crank. Not that it’s realistic, with five—I meanfour,damn it!—four potent as fuck warlocks to savor and love in my bed.
“Forget the history lesson,” I gasp. “Let’s go back to me begging you to stop.”
He chuffs out a chuckle and sucks hard on my lower lip. All the blood in my body rushes to that tingling suck. My ass clenches around him and I writhe in his grasp.
“You will beg, but I will prevail. I will insist, because I know your screams will turn to cries of pleasure.” He presses his hot mouth to my ear and his voice roughens. “When we mate, my barbs will lock us together while I take my fill of your sweet pussy until you are overflowing with my passion. When a dragon comes—he is copious. And his release is—plentiful.”
Sweet Jesus, he’s not even inside me and he’s gonna make me come.
My heels dig into the backs of his thighs and I fuck up against him. By now, we’re both hot and panting.
He groans thickly in my ear. “When I am well pleased, as you will please me, my lock can hold for hours. In time, you will learn to sleep and wake and fuck and sleep again with me hooked and lodged deep inside you, warming you through our long Russian nights.”
The mother of all orgasms hangs suspended over me like a wave on the brink of crashing.
Until his mouth claims mine in a savage kiss and he growls against my lips, “Then I will do the same with your sexy warlock Ronin. I swear I can barely wait to ruin both of you.”
Oh, my freaking God,yes.
My big O crashes down like the waterfall that’s drowning us.
It’s a tsunami of violence and release and ecstasy.
I fling back my head and howl to the heavens in the lightning voice. The tingling jolt of the little lightning slams through me and blows the sodden hair back from our faces.
Fortunately, it’s not the actual lightning, or else we’d both be barbequed. But my magic moment gives off plenty enough voltage to shock.
It’s enough to dislodge his grip.
That’s when my belated survival instinct (finally) kicks in. Shocked, breathless, trembling with climax yet horny as fuck, I shove him away and scramble out of the water. I’m dripping and next to naked in something like two feet of snow, but I don’t give a shit.
Barefoot and desperate, I race through the courtyard with snow burning my feet and ice cutting my soles like the hounds of hell are hunting my ass. I claw the glass doors open, dive into the great room, slam the lock into place.
God.
That’s it.
He can just cool his jets for a while out there. Before too long, I’ll send one of the guys down to let him in—
But I’m still standing there, panting and shivering with my hands pressed against the glass, when the courtyard explodes in a blinding flash of light.
With stars and comets still streaking past my eyes, I watch the massive black dragon erupt from the pool with a soul-shattering bellow of rage and frustration and launch into the sky.
For half the night, that dragon wings and circles over thedomusand the cowering Academy, tearing the fabric of everyone’s sleep with his keening screams of loss and fury and loneliness.
Chapter Sixteen
