Page 28 of Kingdom of Ashes & Bone
Zariah’s grip tightened painfully as he wrapped his hand around my hip bones. His face glistened with moisture, wet fromme.
“Talking about another man while we’re working our wings off here? That’s just as naughty.”
He picked me up and carried me past the fire and into the corner of the cave where a few old, discarded furs were scattered. Zariah gestured to Zion to lay down first. “Go ahead, it’s your turn. Though not yet. She needs to ask forgiveness for asking after another man while my tongue was inside her.”
I knew he was teasing from the grin on his face, but there was an animalistic frenzy in his eyes as well: one that let me know he was barely holding his dragon in check. I wondered what it would be like if both of them fully unleashed themselves on me.
“Jealous?” I goaded, rolling over onto my stomach just to be difficult. I heard Zariah growl from behind me as Zion sat down next to me.
“Oompf!”
I wasn’t prepared as Zariah put an arm around my neck and buried his free hand in my hair, and yanked backwards.
“What was that, flower?”
The burn in my scalp and the pressure against my throat was delicious, but I wasn’t about to let him know that. I wriggled my bum against his pelvis, arching my back naturally.
“Suck my brother’s dick. That’s a better use for your mouth, at the moment.”
Zion’s eyes went hooded as he freed himself from his pants and sat up in front of me, leaning back on his arms. Zariah kept me held tightly in his grasp, pushing me into Zion’s lap.
“Go on. Suck him.”
Yessir,I thought, opening my mouth and taking Zion in one go. Zariah let go of my hair as Zion took over, fingers digging into my scalp as every muscle into his body went rigid.
“That’s a good girl. Suck him long and hard.”
Oh, I’m gonna.
I moved slowly and methodically up and down Zion’s shaft, hollowing my cheeks using my tongue to run across his tip. A sound that was half-human, half-dragon escaped Zion’s throat, his eyes gold and feral as he watched my mouth slide over his cock. Zariah shifted his grip so one hand held both of my wrists behind my back. The other smoothed itself up and down my back.
“That’s it. He likes that, doesn’t he?”
I don’t know what it was about being held down and forced to do something I’d happily do anyway, but combined with Zariah’s dirty talk, I was quickly losing my mind. I went faster on Zion, who hissed in between his teeth and started pushing and pulling my head where he wanted it.
“That’s it. Let’s see if we can’t make him lose control, eh?”
Sounded good to me.I wanted it rough. I wanted it hard.
I sucked and moaned against Zion’s cock, and he made a choked sound before snapping entirely, roughly grabbing my head and shoving it down on his dick as he fucked my mouth hard and fast.
It was uncomfortable and messy, but I loved it. I loved the loss of control. I loved the feel of his swollen cock as it stretched my mouth and went down the back of my throat, spittle running down my chin and onto his lap.
Without warning, Zariah grabbed me by the throat and chest and yanked me back, Zion’s cock coming out of my mouth with a loud pop. Zion snarled and leaped at me, but Zariah pushed him down.
“Get control or you’re not coming near her,” Zariah threatened, fangs pushing through his gums as he snarled at his brother.
Zion’s face twisted, but his eyes flicked from gold to silver and back again a few times, before fading to his familiar silver tinged with green.
“All right?” Zariah asked cautiously, still keeping me clutched against him.
Zion blinked at me with mild horror. “Fine. Are you—”
“Loved it,” I deadpanned, not having any patience for regret or hesitation.
“All right. Let’s keep going,” Zariah ordered. “Lie back down.”
Zion’s eyes narrowed but he complied, lying down on his back but staying propped up on his elbows. Zariah glared back at the small bit of defiance, but shook it off.
