Page 54 of Heavy is the Crown
“It’s not. You're made for us,” Shadow says again. “Just relax.” His tongue licks up and down my neck, around that mark he left years ago.
He is slow as he pumps into me, letting me adjust in a way I don’t think Drago would. “Fuck, you both feel so fucking good,” Shadow whispers in my ear. “Rakkaani.” The word is a breathy prayer on his lips. “I’ve dreamed about this for so long. You felt like heaven all those years ago, you feel even better now.” My body melts at the words, allowing him to ease in the rest of the way.
I can barely breathe with how full I feel once they are both in me, but it’s nothing compared to the feeling of the two of them once they start moving. I’m lost in the feelings of pleasure and pain, my head thrown back in a silent scream. Drago’s piercings hit spots I didn’t know existed. And feeling the two rub together between that thin wall inside me? It’s enough to make my vision swim. I gush around Drago’s cock, my pussy pulsing as I try to hold back the tide of my release.
The feel of Drago and Shadow kissing their respective claiming marks on my neck has me crying. Tears stream down my face as my magic pushes out toward them, the room around us enveloped in the soft red glow of it as the strings of our bonds form between us. We are nothing more than marionettes for each other. It’s overwhelming to the point of feeling like I’m drowning. I can hardly catch my breath, the high so intense I almost back off, almost need a moment to ground myself.
I don’t realize my eyes have been closed until I feel Drago’s hands on either side of my face, his golden eyes locked onto mine in understanding. But Drago has always been our anchor, the person who keeps our ships safe at sea, so it’s only for a moment that he lets me see that vulnerability before he locks eyes with Shadow behind me. Checking in on him. He gives a subtle nod, and Shadow’s wrist appears in front of me.
“Take his blood, make his bond complete,” Drago commands me. His eyes are wide as he watches me lower my lips to Shadow’s wrist. The taste of Shadow explodes in my mouth, hispower slamming into me. I must have screamed, because Drago quickly claims my mouth, before I feel Shadow pump harder into me, then his release coating me. He doesn’t move, though. He stays in me as Drago pulls off my mouth and tilts his neck to the side, one thin claw slicing a small cut.
“Give us one more while you claim me,” Drago demands. “I want Shadow to feel you.”
I nod, my sweat-slicked body barely hanging on to sanity. Someone moves their fingers to my clit and begins stroking the oversensitive nerves. The room swims as my body attempts to adjust to the mate bond with Shadow, even as I lean forward and take Drago’s blood into my mouth. When I pull back, the two bonds dancing inside me, the power vibrating through my body threatens to pull me under.
“That’s it, scream for us,rakkaani,” Shadow says, uncharacteristically demanding.
My magic pushes out toward their dragons. While Shadow is rage and fire, Drago is control and death. The two balance each other. Both their dragons preen as they rub against my bond, while my magic wraps around them, branding them in silvery and red light
I collapse onto Drago, eyes fluttering shut. My energy is entirely spent. I feel Shadow slip slowly out of my ass before he lifts me off Drago’s cock. He sets me down on the couch opposite them without a word and takes a seat next to Drago. The two watch me with hungry golden eyes as their releases seep out of me onto the couch.
Drago’s eyes zero in on my pussy as his cum leaks from me before he looks back up at my eyes. “You need our magic, Ava.”
Shadow grunts in agreement.
“We can wait,” I say, taking in their faces. I don’t want to make this about my magic. This perfect moment. “We don’t have to do it now.” But they both shake their heads.
“It’s okay,rakkaani.I know you need this, and we need to do this for you,” Drago says.
Letting out a long sigh, I stand up and walk over to stand in front of them. “Okay, who wants to go first?”
“Me.” Shadow doesn’t hesitate. My heart warms and tears fill my eyes as I sit down on his lap. Cupping his face in my hands, I bring his lips to mine in a deep kiss. I slowly pull, and his magic starts to flood into me, the feeling eliciting a moan. The taste is exquisite. A drug that I never want to stop tasting. His magic tastes like smoke and feels hot down my throat. My entire body ignites with the most delicious sensations, the type that make me want to keep going forever. My body feels alive for the first time in what seems like a lifetime. Drago steadily stroking my back sets my skin on fire, and when I finally pull off Shadow, I know my eyes are luminous in the dark room.
“Beautiful,” Shadow murmurs. It strikes me that this might be the first time I’ve ever seen Shadow look peaceful.
Shadow
Silence. For the first time in my life, I don’t hear anything in my mind.
I don’t think about what I deserve and what I don’t deserve.
I’m not craving drugs or blades.
I’m just here. In this moment.
And it’s absolute fucking bliss.
THIRTY
Magic and power always come at a price. Most have to pay up in the end.
But we aren’t most.
– Mori Family Grimoire
Drago
I glare at the man in front of me, his blood splashed offensively across my knuckles. The deep red stands out against my skin. I should be in bed with my mates; the bond grinds on me to go back to them. But my phone rang shortly after they fell asleep, my security informing me they had caught someone trying to break into my penthouse. So, now, I am in the basement with this piece of shit, attempting to interrogate him.
