Page 101 of Dragon Fight

Brom pulled his fingers free, licking them clean as he listened to my little whimpers, then moved me until I was on my hands and knees between them.

“You’ve cursed me so many times with this mouth,” Draven said, kneeling before me. His fingers traced the line of my jaw as he pushed his cock down. “Time to put it to a much better use.”

“One that will drive you half mad.” My retort came out choked and hoarse as Brom pushed inside me. We hadn’t done this enough times for me to be truly used to it, so the feel of him? It provoked a full body shiver, my spine lengthening as I pushed back towards him, then swallowed Draven’s cock.

“Gods’ fucking balls…” the prince growled, his hand rubbing over my scalp as if encouraging me to take more. Brom’s slow, steady thrusts set every tender nerve alight, my thighs widening to take more of him, but also pushed me down on Draven so hard I was forced to splutter. “Not so far,” Draven said. Yet why did he let out a deep hiss of pleasure each time I did?

Sex had always been presented to me as something men did to women, sometimes whether they wanted it or not, but this revealed a whole other truth to me. Sometimes it was two or more people coming together in ways impossible to replicate outside of the bed. Their pleasure, mine, all grew at a pace with each other, each one of us adjusting the way we moved to suit the others. We became a self-replicating loop, pleasure begetting pleasure, rocking harder, faster, reaching for something beyond each one of us, bigger than the sum of our parts.

And we found it.

My scream of joy was muffled by Draven’s cock, his own deep groans following quickly behind. My body clamped down on Brom, resulting in a roar from him, his cum jetting inside me, right as Draven’s did into my mouth.

“Swallow me,” Draven commanded. “Swallow every drop. The only way I can get through today is with the knowledge that part of me is deep inside you, claiming you in all the ways I dare not do outside this room.”

I did, the harsh salty taste a fitting one for him, for the pain in his voice and in all of our hearts, momentarily pushed aside when we collapsed down on the bed.

“I’ll notifythe general in the morning that the two of you aren’t feeling well,” Draven said as he wiped away my tears and kissed my forehead. “Because I can’t bring myself to let you rest tonight. You can sleep the day away while I spend mine mincing after Beatrice. Tell me you want that. Tell me you want me.”

That was the most starkly honest thing Draven had ever said, and the need was naked in his voice. He kept it all locked down inside him, never reaching out, not daring to in that hell hole of a palace. So I told myself it was mercy that had me pulling away from Brom and straddling his prince. And when I did, Draven’s smile was one of pleasure for once.

“We always will, won’t we?” I let my fingers trail down his collarbone, tracing the taut planes of his chest. “That’s what you tried to warn me of, Brom. He’s the rambling rose that smells so sweet.” My nails dug into Draven’s chest to the sound of his hiss. “That secretly sinks his thorns into you, deeper each time you try to get away.”

“I think she has you all figured out,” Brom said.

“So that’s what I am to the two of you?” Draven’s tone was jesting and yet there was an edge to it. “A noxious vine that strangles the lot of you?” He pulled my hands away and pressed a kiss to both of them. “I’m not sure I can argue against that.” He stared at Brom, then me, holding my gaze as I started to move against him, just tiny circles of my hips. “I won’t let you go, either of you. I should if I truly cared for you, but I am a selfish man, I’ll warn you of that.”

I reached down between our bodies, finding him still half hard and getting harder by the minute. His mouth fell open as I rubbed his cock against me, my body slick with his friend’s, his lover’s cum.

“Show me how selfish you can be, my prince.”

59

“Where the hell did you two disappear to last night?” Ged snapped out the next morning, when we appeared back in our suite.

Your mates are jealous, Glimmer said from where she was nestled in Brom’s arms. She could walk. Her strength seemed to have returned, but he carried her anyway.That comes from mating only one or two of them, not all of them.

You only mate when you come into season, so doing so with all of yours is not such a hardship, I shot back.Humans mate much more frequently.

I know.There was something pithy about her reply, evident in her stance when she wriggled to get down, then walked over to one of the beds and jumped up onto it.

“No need to ask that.” Flynn’s brows furrowed. “It's plain to see they were with the prince.” That line on his forehead deepened and his thumb smoothed over it without thought. “Is this the ways it’s to be? The four of us together, but when the prince beckons—”

“Flynn,” Soren growled.

“No, if we’re to live this lie, I need to know exactly how it will be.” Flynn turned back to me. “Pippin?”

“I… I don’t know. We haven’t talked about this and I see your point. Perhaps we should’ve before last night.”

“We didn’t see you after that debacle at the garrison,” Ged said. “We had to hear it from the other riders that the mission failed. The boys were moved again before we could even fucking get there.”

“We also need to talk about how you got that information in the first place.” Soren shot Ged a dark look. “Wandering off like that was—”

“Stop.” The word was out of my mouth before I thought it through, but it had the desired effect. Each of them fell silent, staring at me. I sank down onto the bed next to my dragon, the mattresses having been returned to their original places, but as I did so, I winced.

“What did he do to you?” Ged strode across the room to my side, sitting down beside me, then looked me over with a questioning eye. “Did that bastard hurt you? If he did, I’ll sort him out, prince or no.”

“Only in the way you all do,” I replied. I shared a look with Brom, enjoying watching the way his eyes heated. “I don’t have anything to compare with, but you all seem… big.” Ged’s eyes sank down to his crotch and he slowly smiled. “And while I love every moment of the feeling of you inside me, the next day I feel tender. Like I’m living with the ghost of that pleasure until I reach for it again.”

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