Page 59 of Kingdom of Ashes & Bone
I couldn’t help it. He was trying to be so big and scary when I wanted him to destroy me.
I laughed.
My hips lifted from the bed then Zariah was inside me, thrusting into me so suddenly that I gasped and moaned. Hardened ridges stroked in and out of me. Those definitely had not been there before.
“Oh, no. You wanted the dragon, so now you’ll take the dragon like a good girl.”
Another throaty groan was the only answer I could come up with. I tried to arch my back up against him, but Zariah knocked me back down to the mattress.
He made a choked sound and I felt him swell further inside of me, stretching me to the brink. With a jolt of clarity, I realized how dangerous this could be for both of us. I went still, allowing him a moment to collect himself and regain control. Behind me, all I heard was him gasping for air.
I turned my head to the side, greeted with the most glorious sight I’d ever seen.
Zariah was paused halfway between a shift, his skin gold with scales glowing. Smaller versions of his wings hung from his back, and black claws cut into my skin where he held me down.
He was beautiful.
“Don’t … look …” he choked out, obviously embarrassed at his lack of control.
I went docile under him, turning onto my back as he released me. I reached out to him, wanting to feel his warm scales rub against my skin.
“Please,” I begged him, my eyes stuck to his ridged, scaled cock. It was slightly bigger in this transitional form, and at least this way he wouldn’t split me in half!
“Zion will want—”
“Already here.”
He both flinched as Zion emerged from the corner, eyes wide and a smug grin on his face. “I smelled you from a half mile away.” His eyes raked up and down his brother’s partially transformed form. “Neat.”
Zion closed his eyes and I watched with fascination as gold scales rippled across his skin, and wings shot out from his back. His face scrunched up in pain and obvious struggle.
“Does it hurt?” I asked gently.
Zariah rested his head against my chest. “No. It is simply … difficult.”
Zion came to the side of the bed and I wiggled my hips until my head was on the edge. I opened my mouth and he grinned, sticking his cock between my lips. I dragged my tongue over the tip and he shuddered, choking when I took him into my mouth in one drag.
“Are you getting off on this, or are you gonna fuck her?” Zion gasped out to Zariah.
Zariah shook his head and lifted my hips, settling in between them.
“I guess you get both dragons, flower.”
I didn’t even care how loud we were as they made me scream again and again. I screamed until my voice gave out and my leg muscles trembled with exhaustion. I was barely conscious as they carried me to the tub and bathed me, forced me to drink, and put me to bed.
I barely noticed Zariah’s kiss at my temple before I was out.
* * *
I was warm when I woke up, but that was the only good part. Memories of yesterday flooded back to me, a sob leaving my throat as I remembered my mother had passed. Should I bury her next to Shava and Ell?
Sitting up, I winced at the soreness in my arms and legs from yesterday’s exertions. Zion or Zariah would at least help me bury her, if needed. I—
“Mari? Here, have something to eat.” Leilani gently opened the door and pointed to a low table, where meat and cheese was set up in a decorative pile on a plate.
“Leilani! My mother—”
“Zion and Zariah took care of it last night after you fell asleep. Is that all right?” she asked cautiously. The strain was evident as I took in the dark bags under her eyes. Leilani was so busy taking care of other people, when was the last time she had rested?
