by C. Swallow
I glide my way over to the edge of the pool and hang my arms over the edge, leaning my chin on the cool stones, I lazily glance at each man.
Zarcar is watching me intensely, brooding once more at the prospect of sharing me.
Rey is not quite delighted that I have awoken and he seems quite threatened, in fact. By the way his silver, black inked eyes assess my arms, I’d say he thought they might just turn into snakes at any moment.
“The Queen has awoken…” Lixar says tightly, “…great.”
“Why have I awoken in water, sour pet?” I ask.
“Do not call me such a thing – “ Lix snaps and Rey cuts him off.
“You were dirty and unwashed,” Rey explains, short and to the point, “Slave Queen Chyronex… do you understand your duty tonight?”
“Fuck all three of you?” I ask with a pout, “I know, I know.”
I glance at Zarcar and his eyes harden… I better watch my loose tongue… that is what he was implying.
Lixar laughs out loud, choosing to expose me with a smirk, “She plays coy but her mind is nervous… she is…” now Zarcar glares at Lixar, warning him not to say anything stupid in front of Rey, “…she is anxious to fuck,” Lixar changes his tone at the last second.
Rey’s face drops as he notices the glares being passed around.
“What are you hiding?” Rey asks Lix first and then Zar.
When neither of them answer, Rey slowly turns his eyes to me and I wait, obediently.
Until the chains around my body… they start to sting… with intense heat.
I raise my hand to see the chains starting to glow and my face contorts in pain, until Zarcar slams his fist on the table and yells out, “Do not!” he snarls at Rey, who halts his magic to glare at his Warlord.
“What are you hiding about my Slave Queen?” Rey asks, politely now that he has Zar’s obedience.
“She,” Zarcar almost says it, then hesitates as he looks uncomfortable, as if hoping Rey will just forget about it. However, Rey’s eyes start to flame with menacing intent once more, so Zarcar blurts it out, “Chyronex, my King, has a very bad... attitude… problem.”
“So it would seem,” Rey agrees, gently, “That wasn’t so hard to say now, was it, Zar?”
“I know you do not enjoy a bad tempered Draconess,” Zarcar tries to explain, “While her temper isn’t the issue, she is infuriating at times with her choice of cheek in words. While she will not stab you, she will choose to throw words about… carelessly… and I do not wish to present you with a displeasing Queen.”
“Relax, Zarcar, I quite enjoy Chyronex on the contrary,” Rey scoffs at Zar’s temple pulsing with thick veins, “She is humorous, slightly deranged, quirky, an oddball… I do enjoy a strange one… normal is often a sign for disappointing traits,” Rey turns to me now, “Apologies, dear, for the pain.”
He was not sorry at all.
I could tell from his blatant smile.
“Well,” I stand up and let the water do it’s trick as it runs along my naked breasts which are lined with the thin chains. I look down and my body is wrapped in the precious jewellery, which has left a red tint on my skin in parts. Burns. “Are you done talking about me? You know you can talk to me. I do enjoy banter myself,” I grab the edge of the pool and I jump out. I walk my way past the three seated men who watch my every move and I casually walk to inspect the bed, the stained glass above it, reflecting blue and red patterns across the whole dungeon themed bedchamber.
I walk my way to the slaves in the corner, who are sleeping and pale with blood loss. As I strut by, I murmur as silently as I can, “Moon shine break the iron… in the morn…” I turn then and almost walk immediately into Zarcar’s chest!
I squeak in surprise and I lay my hands on his naked torso as he grabs my elbows.
I try to smile into his eyes, but his own pierce through mine with… a warning… and fierce passion… I assume it to be love.
I hope.
“You idiot,” Zarcar murmurs, quietly and impatiently, “…I hope you do not regret your every impulsive whim and desire....”
“What do you speak about?” I ask, with a feigned patience.
“Tell her,” Rey speaks from somewhere behind, “Tell her exactly what I told you.”
I see Lix slip forward into view and he watches from a few feet away.
“Sweetheart,” Zarcar’s voice is husky with emotion, “This is not just one night.”
“But –“
“Our King has confirmed your… position. Once you’ve satisfied Rey’s curiosity,” Zarcar explains, low and deep, “It is permanent… during the day you will train… and during the night you must sleep with your Mystifyers. That is Lixar and I. Potentially Torrent as well. And Rey… if he commands it. You have no choice in the matter and it is due to your King’s wishes. Do you understand?”
“Yes,” I murmur, “Zar… it is okay, I will survive.”
“You must show obedience at all times,” Zarcar whispers, for me alone, “You must.”
In other words, don’t get cocky and deny them.
“Warlord,” Rey interrupts from next to the bed, “Come, come. Lay her down and take the first turn… I want to watch her face as you fuck her. I have decided to wait my turn… oh… and Lixar… please do me the pleasure of filling her throat with your shaft. She’ll be used on both ends. And I will have my bloody way a bit later.”
“You will obey,” Zarcar gulps and turns me to the bed, leading me there.
“No need to manhandle the willing,” I say with strained patience to my Warlord, who’s far too stressed out.
“Listen to her,” Rey chuckles as he strips from his black suit and white ruffles, “Relax, Zarcar… and relieve yourself in her womb…”
“I think someone should tell her why she needs to do this,” Lixar strolls over and stops by Zarcar, who’s running his hands down my waist before he has to bend me over. Lixar runs a hand through my hair, getting a growl out of Zar.
“Oh, she doesn’t know yet?” Rey asks, after stripping from everything but his suit pants, he comes in to my other side and runs the backs of his knuckles down my pulsing neck, “Allow me to explain, Chryonex… that you are being fucked… regularly… so that your powers flow into your Venatores. So that you remain weaker than them.”
That still didn’t clear it up completely, but whatever.
“And when you fuck me?” I boldly ask Rey as Zarcar’s hands tighten on my hips.
“Me?” Rey asks, narrowing his eyes, “For a King, I simply get what I want and since I can’t stand the sight of you… hate fucking you… is simply for my entertainment. I need to know you consent to complete denial of your instincts. Fucking a half demon that you’d usually try and kill… that, is priceless to me, dear.”
“So, you are sadistic?” I ask, “A typical King -”
Rey grabs my throat then, a little too rough.
Lix growls a warning at me not to push it and Zar growls a warning at Rey for holding my throat so menacingly.
“I. Am. Not. A. Typical. King,” Rey snarls each word as if I’ve triggered something violent and horrible out of his already excited demeanour, “How dare you say…” as Zarcar’s growl grows louder, Rey actually shuts his mouth, gulping down his violent emotions, “…my burden… my apologies, Chyronex… I have a temper,” Rey unhands my throat and runs a finger down my cheek instead, speaking softly, “I am learning that you are not… her.”
Zarcar and Lixar seem to hold their breaths at Rey’s admission.
“It’s okay, my King, I don’t bite very hard,” I whisper.
“Her attitude is horrible,” Zarcar leans in to growl into my ear, biting the edge of it, “Enough. Your defilement awaits. Get on the bed,” Zarcar grabs my ass then, painfully tight, he clenches it as if to say mine.
Still, brooding.
But he had no choice.
I glance between each man before I climb onto the bed.
I jump up onto the si
lky sheets and can’t help but say… “You three talk more than a set of gossiping and grumpy old mortal men,” I growl, “I am bored. Get on with it.”
I kneel in the middle of the bed and look over my shoulder at the three of them.
Lixar slowly starts unzipping his pants, his eyes on my lips.
Rey stands back to watch on from the shadows like a creepy pervert.
Zarcar kicks off his pants in a violent rush.
“I will teach you silence, sweetheart, with my cock shoved in your sheath,” Zarcar’s cock grows at the sight of my ass as his cock is now free. He glances at Lixar, who is rounding the bed to get in front of me, “…that is if my cousin does not teach you silence first.”
Silence. Silence. Silence.
Apparently Zarcar had the opinion that I had said too much already.
Still, I can’t help myself.
“On the contrary, I will enjoy three cocks,” I snap back, “In fact, I will devour them –”
“You’re using my language, birdy,” Lixar climbs onto the bed and grabs my cheeks into his hands, pressing a quick peck to my surprised lips, “…hopefully I don’t bruise your throat too much… can I squeeze your tits while you swallow me whole?”
“Enough cock teasing,” Zarcar climbs on the bed behind me, wrapping a forearm around my stomach and pulling me away from Lixar, to hold me against his torso for a short minute, savouring me to himself, “I’m actually going to try and enjoy this,” Zarcar grinds it out, but he seems pleased with himself as he shoves me forward and I drop to my hands on the sheets.
My Warlord’s cock slides between my thighs and runs along the outside of my pussy while Lixar grabs my chin and lifts my head.
“Open wide,” Lix runs a finger along my bottom lip, “…I think… you’re going to regret begging for all three of us…”
“Why?” I ask.
Lixar leans down, as Zarcar’s palm collides with my ass cheek, letting his anger out.
“…cheeky, cheeky witch,” Zarcar murmurs under his breath, “…idiot Draconess… stupid Queen…”
Lixar leans down to whisper over my curiously annoyed facial expression as I wait for Lixar’s words but hear Zarcar’s insults at the same time.
“Don’t you know you can get fucked in the ass?” Lix asks.
And I burst out laughing.
“No, you cannot, it’s just a figure of speech!” I chuckle some more… but Lix pouts… as if sad that I’m so… naïve.
Wait.
Wait.
Wait a second.
“She’ll learn,” Rey whispers from the shadows, “…the hard way.”
“All at once?” Lix asks, forcing my mouth open with his thumb, he forces me to suck on it even though I’m in a state of what-the-fuck while he speaks to Rey, “As a team?”
“Patience…” Rey can’t help but chuckle, confirming it, “…we have all night to play with our Slave Queen… and to stretch every limit she thinks she’s already broken.”
As Zarcar rubs his cock on the outside of my pussy… growling deep in his throat, I feel his hand grab my ass cheek and spread it to the side.
And then I feel…
Oh, no.
I gasp a complaint when I feel his finger… prodding and pushing… into my second hole.
“-ah - ey!” I gurgle out past my growing drool in a complaint while Lixar’s immovable thumb stays lodged in my mouth.
“Get used to it!” Zarcar snarls from the back, while Lixar smirks at the fact his cousin’s temper is lost as Zar finally blurts out what he’s been holding back this whole time, “Chyronex, you stupid, stupid whore, you asked for this and now you’re surprised by a finger in your ass? Seriously, sweetheart… deal with it.”
“Oh, heavens no,” Lixar chuckles, pressing his thumb deeper across my tongue, while his cock bounces with blood rushing into his shaft in front of me, “…now you’ve made Zar angry… birdy, but I have to agree. You are stupid for begging for this, Chyronex. Are you ready?”
I think of Zarcar’s hard cock warming across my pussy, while Lixar’s cock is growing hard in front of me… while Zarcar keeps that long finger shoved into my ass… and Rey watches from the shadows.
I might not be ready.
But I do the one thing I had been learning to do since a few hours prior.
I connect to my Draconess, who has all the answers.
With closed eyes… I hold my breath… and I wait for a sign.
“You can’t connect to your demon soul while we caress you with lust,” Lixar reads my fucking thoughts and answers for me when his cock prods along my plump and trembling lips, “…c’mon, birdy… c’mon, it’s time for some forced desert shoved down your little throat…” I glance up to see Lixar watching me, his eyes turning from humour to ravenous hunger even as he teases me.
Zarcar spanks my ass again and grinds me back against him a bit more rough.
“On the count of three, cousin?” Zarcar suddenly asks Lix.
He couldn’t be serious.
“Sure, Zar, as deep as we can go?” Lix whispers, “…or as rough as we can thrust… I do enjoy a violent fuck… hmm… does she?”
“Watch her melt into a fucking puddle,” Zarcar chuckles, suddenly happy as he prods and pushes a second finger into my ass, while spitting on it at the same time. Zar lines up his cock to the outside of my pussy and Lixar swipes the head of his cock along my lips, back and forth, while smirking down at me, “3…” they both whisper it at the same time.
Oh, Moon.
They were actually counting down until they split me apart?
Argh! Bloody Sorcerers! And Rey – watching from the shadows.
“2… 1!”
Rey lets out a bemused chuckle as they drawl their count down.
And then Lix and Zar slide into me… strangely, in perfect grace… and only when they’re in… do they start to thrust violently.
And I wish I could say otherwise… but an orgasm quickly starts to build as my throat opens to Lix and my pussy throbs around Zar.
I prepare for the choking – because my climax was inevitably about to happen any second.
And the most embarrassing part was the pleasure created from the fingers in my ass.
It was pushing me up quicker and everyone was about to watch me succumb and writhe.
I prey to the Moon, I close my eyes and I wish for the best.
The most infuriating part is Lix laughs as I think this, and I decide killing him may be on the cards after this is all done.
First, I had to survive their fucking arrogance and their delicious, stupid cocks.
Chapter 29
The problem with pleasing two men at once was that there seemed to be an inevitable competition of who could stay hard the longest, among other things. Zarcar was cruelly pressing his fingers into my hips while pumping into my pussy, and Lixar was happily owning my throat.
Rey… he was watching my submission, calculating the best time to jump in and join.
“Is that how you fuck her?” Lixar hisses with a smile at Zarcar, “From behind every time?”
I choke a bit on his cock.
Because it was true.
“You bruise her too much and I’ll have your balls hanging around your neck, you selfish whore,” Zarcar snarls back at Lixar and they both start thrusting in faster.
“I can bruise up her sweet little neck all night,” Lixar pets my head and I try my best to please him by swallowing him down as best as I can, using my tongue. I also clench on Zarcar and grind my hips back and forth to meet their rhythm… but honestly…? The Mystifyers barely notice.
Their competition is more important than me right now.
Which meant Lixar kept forgetting that I needed to breathe sometimes.
I start to choke more and Lixar pushes in and stops thrusting, hissing some sort of insult at Zar – who pulls out of my pussy and then simply leans over me, lunging for his cousin.
Lixar pulls out, dodging a punch right to the
face – they collide as I gasp and collapse in a heap on the black sheets. I pant and my limbs slowly regain their strength as I lie and watch them with narrowed eyed.