by Bianca D’Arc
“Lucia,” he whispered, nibbling on the lobe of her ear as she shivered in his arms. He loved how responsive she was to his slightest touch. Sparing only a moment, he tugged at the laces on his leggings, freeing his cock and aiming it for the place it most wanted to go. “I’m going to love you now, Lucy.”
“Marcus! Please!”
Her breathy tones were music to his ears as he aligned himself and began to shove home. He tried to go slow, lest he hurt her, but she was more than ready. Her slick warmth engulfed him as he moved deeper into her heat. She made alluring sounds of ecstasy as he ground himself into her. When he was fully seated, he stopped for just a moment, savoring the feeling.
Her eyes opened and sought his as she writhed on him. He could feel her inner muscles clenching and holding him, stretching to accommodate his width and length. She fit him perfectly. More perfectly than any woman ever before and he knew it was because this was his woman.
“You’re mine now, Lucy. Can you feel it?” He leaned in, boxing her against the wall with his large body, kissing her yearning lips as he began to move. It wouldn’t be long now. He was too close. And so was she, judging by her breathy sighs and the way her sheath rippled around him. He would fly to the stars with her and then do his damnedest to convince her to let him do it again and again and again. For the rest of their lives.
He thrust harder and faster, trying to watch her reaction as he began to lose control. But he needn’t have worried. She was with him. Her cries grew louder as he rammed into her until that final breaking point. The little death. The point between the sky and the stars.
Together they came in a rush of pleasure so intense, Marcus thought his knees would give out. He leaned against her, crowding her against the wall as she writhed in his arms. She screamed at the last, her orgasm taking them both to a point higher than he’d ever flown.
“Marcus!”
“Lucy, my love.”
He rocked against her, pulsing more slowly now as he came down from the peak. She continued to ripple around him in aftershocks of ecstasy. The sensation was like nothing he’d ever experienced before.
Moving with caution, he snagged a nearby chair in one hand, pulling it closer. Lifting her away from the wall, he supported her on his cock, unwilling to separate now that he’d finally claimed the heaven of her body. He sank onto the chair with her still seated firmly on him, facing him with his hands on her perky ass.
“Are you all right?” he murmured in her ear as he placed kisses along the side of her face.
“Mmm. Better than all right, if you must know the truth.” She tilted her head upward as she smiled at him. “You called me Lucy.” Her gaze searched his, but he didn’t want to think just yet. Instead, he took her lips in a deep, probing kiss.
She was breathless as she pulled back, her eyes dazed.
“Looks like you two are having fun.”
Kaden’s voice came to them from the kitchen doorway.
Chapter Ten
Lucia gasped, embarrassed and guilt-ridden. She tried to scramble off Marcus’ s lap—and his cock—but he held her there with firm, unyielding hands.
“Don’t stop on my account. Marcus has been giving me hell for the past few days because I had you all to myself.” Kaden sauntered over and placed a small kiss on the crown of her head.
Confusion replaced fear. Kaden seemed happy to discover them together. The proof was in his actions, his words, and in his eyes. They sparkled at her with approval…and arousal.
“You don’t mind?” She searched Kaden’s expression.
Kaden shrugged. “Mind? I was waiting for this.”
She felt Marcus swelling within her. He was hard and ready, her own body weeping for his renewed possession. Marcus’s strong hands at her hips urged her to move and she was helpless against the passion flaring between them once more. Her gaze flew from Kaden to Marcus and back again. Both men were clearly enjoying this and she found herself titillated by the appreciative eyes following her every move.
“Unlace his leggings, Lucia,” Marcus ordered in a husky voice. Her womb jumped at his commanding tone. Dare she? Marcus tweaked one nipple to gain her attention. “I want to watch you suck him while I’m inside you.” His gaze held hers as she debated the scandalous order. “Do it.” He stilled within her tight channel, depriving her of the delicious friction. “I’m waiting.”
With trembling fingers, she reached for Kaden. He stood close enough that all she had to do was turn slightly on Marcus’s lap. The twisting motion seated Marcus’s hard cock a little differently inside her, hitting a spot she hadn’t known about before. It felt good. Damn good.
She squirmed on Marcus while she freed Kaden, stroking him with her fingers. Kaden was wider around than Marcus, though just a little shorter. Both men touched off different kinds of fireworks inside her, though both were incredible, to say the least.
“Lick him, Lucia.” Marcus ordered again, his low voice firing her senses.
Leaning forward, she slipped her tongue around the head of Kaden’s cock. She liked the deep groan of satisfaction that rumbled through his body. Marcus too, rewarded her by slow, deep movements within her. Between the two of them, she felt incredible. She’d never dreamed of such a thing until she met them, but found she enjoyed pleasing both these special men. And they pleased her as well.
Kaden was hard and ready, but pulled from her mouth minutes later, still hard. She clung to Marcus when he rose from the chair with her still impaled on his lap. His strong arms supported her as he coaxed her calves up around his waist.
“What are you doing?” The precarious position seated her more fully on him than she’d been before, setting off sparks of desire through her womb.
“Relax, little one. We need more room for what comes next.” He set off for the nearby bedroom with her riding in his arms, each step driving him into her, shooting her higher. She didn’t know if she would last until they reached the bed, but somehow, they managed it. Even then, he didn’t disengage while placing her down on the rumpled sheets.
He stood while he stretched her out on the tall bed and untangled her legs from his waist. Holding them up and out, he surged into her, pumping his hips a few times while Kaden watched over his shoulder.
“Now isn’t that a pretty sight,” Marcus commented to his fellow knight. Just the idea that both watched while Marcus took her sent a rush of warm wetness to her pussy.
Kaden reached out and stroked her clit lightly. “Very nice,” he agreed. “She likes you, my friend.”
“Hmm.” Marcus held himself deep within her for a moment before pulling out completely. Lucy whimpered at the loss. She was far gone and ready for anything these men might ask of her, if they’d only let her come. She was desperate for it.
Marcus moved aside and Kaden took his place with little fanfare, pushing home while Marcus moved onto the bed. He stroked her breasts, watching while Kaden powered into her below.
“Marcus!” She met his eyes as his fingers teased her nipples.
“Oh, I like that,” she heard Kaden say. “Tell him what you want, Lucy. Tell us both.”
“Keep. Doing. That. Kaden,” she panted as he rammed into her. She was close now, but she wanted to take both men with her when she came. “Marcus,” her eyes sought his, “I want you.”
“Where do you want me, little temptress?” His tone was teasing, but his expression was tight with want.
“Mouth,” she breathed, barely able to form the words. “In my mouth. Please!”
Kaden groaned and Marcus’s gaze sharpened to glints of blue steel as he moved. “Then you shall have me.” He spoke the words like a vow as he positioned himself near her head. All she had to do was turn her head to the side and she had him exactly where she wanted him.
She tasted herself on his long cock, which only reminded her of the passionate moments in the kitchen. She writhed as Marcus fucked her mouth, mirroring Kaden’s thrusts into her pussy. Marcus thrust shallowly, but Kaden’s cock gr
ew bolder and more forceful as their excitement grew. She whimpered with each coordinated thrust, but was powerless to withhold the small sounds. The men stroked in tandem, faster and deeper now as they approached climax.
Lucia was already there. Her womb clenched on a massive orgasm, every muscle in her body tensing around the men who meant more to her than anything in the world. She came hard, taking them with her. Kaden pulsed warmth into her body as Marcus tried to pull away from her mouth, but she held him there, wanting to taste him. She’d learned how sucking Kaden’s cock pleased him, and she wanted to give that same pleasure to Marcus.
“Lucy!” Marcus groaned as he came. She swallowed what she could, but some residual stickiness found its way onto her skin. After a long, hot moment where all three reached for the stars together, Marcus collapsed onto the bed, dragging her into his arms. He stroked her breasts, massaging his come into her skin as she relaxed back against him.
Kaden dozed at their side, drained in the aftermath of their first time coming together as a threesome. Lucy wondered idly if it would always be this way. This urgent, this hot, this amazing.
“It’s good to see you three getting along so well.” Linea’s amused voice rumbled through all their minds. Lucy looked over to find the pale green dragon’s head resting in the wide doorway.
“I didn’t know you were such a voyeur, Lin.” Marcus continued to stroke Lucy, holding her securely in his arms. She felt a little uncomfortable with the dragon watching, but the knights didn’t seem to mind one bit. Still, she tugged at the blanket near the foot of the massive bed with one foot and Kaden took pity on her, reaching down to lift it over her nude body.
“Just checking on my new family. I never knew human sex could be so…inspiring. It’ll be even better, I think, when Reynor and I can join in the fun.”
“And when will that be?” Kaden asked from his boneless sprawl next to them.
“Soon,” Linea purred. “He’s practicing his flying skills even now. He wants to be ready for the mating flight. It’s a good thing he was such a good flyer before the injury, and wasn’t grounded too long. He only has a small amount of muscle mass to make up.”
“He’s been eating like a pig for the past three days,” Kaden teased. “A whole cow each day and more besides.”
Linea’s smoky amusement sent sooty spirals toward the ceiling. “He wants to gain back what was lost before we take to the sky. It’s a good plan. Mating is not to be taken lightly among our kind. You should, perhaps, consider the idea as well. Once we fly, we won’t want to stop for a good long while.”
“I don’t understand,” Lucia voiced her confusion.
Kaden sat up, laughing. “It’s simple.” He reached out to take her hand, folding it between his. “We’re deeply bonded to our dragon partners. When they make love…so must we.”
“Every time?” The idea was somewhat startling, though she’d had some indication from what the knights had told her before. Still, she was fresh from her first-ever threesome. Now they were saying she’d be involved—at least on a mental basis—with a quintet of some kind? She didn’t quite understand how that could work.
Linea’s head bobbed in the doorway. “Every time,” she confirmed. “Fear not, Lucy. From what we’ve heard, our influence will only increase your pleasure. We can’t help the spillover of our passion to our knights, but they will benefit from it in ways that will make you scream in pleasure. Or so the older dragons have assured us. And then later, when the babies come, you and I will take turns mothering our offspring.”
“Babies?” Lucy was floored by the idea. She hadn’t thought that far ahead yet, but obviously the dragon had.
“In time,” the dragon nodded. “If the Mother of All so decides to bless us.”
Something wondrous blossomed within Lucia at the thought, but there was also trepidation. The knights—and dragons—would have to be told about her heritage before this went any further. Fear filled her. What if they rejected what she was? What if it conflicted with their allegiance to Draconia?
She hid her thoughts carefully as Marcus settled in to sleep beside her. Kaden dozed as well and Linea remained silent. Watching.
Lucy had to talk to someone about this. But who?
“The queens are very good at solving problems, if you have one, Lucia de Alagarithia.” Linea’s jeweled eye winked at her once before shutting. The dragon, too, dozed as Lucy’s mind spun.
Chapter Eleven
Later that day, Lucia woke to the smell of roasted meat and herbs. Her stomach growled and she realized she was famished. The bed was empty except for her and she wasted no time bathing and dressing, eager to get some food into her deprived body.
When she reached the small kitchen, she was surprised to find two women there before her. Marcus and Kaden were nowhere in sight, and neither were Linea or Reynor. It seemed the two queens had come to cook dinner for her and Lucy realized her moment of truth had arrived. Whether Linea had arranged this or if it was the queens’ idea, she didn’t know, but the time to reveal the truth—and seek advice—was finally at hand.
“Good evening, Lucy,” Queen Lana said. “We thought you’d be hungry after sleeping so long. I hope you don’t mind our taking over your kitchen.”
“Not at all, Your Majesties. Thank you.”
“Oh, please call me Lana, and this is my sister, Riki. We aren’t very formal and we’d like to get to know you a bit better, if that’s all right.”
Lucia knew darn well the two women hadn’t been raised in privilege as she had. Everyone in Castleton knew the story of how they’d been stolen from their home and sold as child slaves, only gaining their freedom and birthright as members of one of the royal houses of Draconia in recent months. Both had married into the ruling line. Lana was married to Roland, King of Draconia, and Riki was married to his brother, Prince Nico, king-consort of the Jinn. Riki herself had been crowned Queen of the Jinn just weeks before, in a surprise move that still astounded many of her Jinn brethren. It seemed Riki and Nico had fulfilled some mysterious and ancient prophecy, revealing themselves as the ceremonial head of the wandering Brotherhood.
The two queens dished up three plates of roasted meat and vegetables, setting them on the table. They sat and Lucia followed suit. She was a bit uncomfortable in the presence of such gifted women. Both were healers of great renown with magical abilities far beyond most people.
“Please be at ease, Lucy,” Queen Lana said with a kind smile.
They began eating and her hunger reared its head again. She devoured half her plate before coming up for air. When she did, she met understanding smiles on the faces of the two women. They were watching her closely and Lucia flushed with embarrassment at her poor manners.
“I’m sorry.” She wiped her mouth with the napkin. “I guess I was hungrier than I thought.”
“Don’t worry. We’ve been in your shoes, Lucy. Healing takes a lot out of you and when you finally wake up and get over the lethargy, you’re ravenous. Not to worry. We understand.” Riki’s green eyes were kind as she continued to eat. “In time you’ll learn to channel the energy so you don’t wipe yourself out. We can help you learn, if you like.”
“Um.” She didn’t quite know what to say. “I’m not a healer. Not like you are.”
“Well, you did what we couldn’t and that’s saying a lot. You healed Rey completely. All our combined power could do was make him more comfortable, not heal such dreadful damage.” Lana’s eyes glinted a friendly challenge.
“But that was the plume. Not me.”
“Yeah,” Riki set down her fork, “do you want to tell us about that feather? That thing packs a punch.”
“I’m sorry it zapped you.” Lucia blushed again. “It was a gift to my family from a…”
“A gryphon,” Queen Lana supplied, surprising Lucia with her knowledge. The queen shrugged. “Well what else could it be, with such power? Besides, the dragons have been gossiping and that’s what they’ve come up with. Were they w
rong?”
“No,” Lucia smiled, shaking her head, “they’re not wrong. My childhood home was near the nesting grounds for several mated pairs of gryphons. My family had a pact with them. For as long as my family was in power, the gryphons would be protected and left in peace. The pact lasted for seven hundred years.”
“Until your family was overthrown,” Riki guessed.
“Murdered in their beds.” Lucia nodded sadly. “I only escaped because I’d stayed the night in the rookery. Nrathrella had just hatched a few days before and her sire allowed me to play with her. For the first few weeks, gryphlets are somewhat nocturnal, so her parents were glad to have me there to help keep an eye on her. Or so they claimed. Looking back,” she smiled fondly, “I think they were just humoring me. Ella and I bonded from almost the moment she hatched. She was special.”
Queen Lana’s hand covered hers on the table. “I know how you feel. Tor and I bonded like that. We’ve never been apart.”
“You’re lucky to have him with you.” Lucia withdrew, steeling herself to tell the rest of the story. “I had to leave. My father’s enemies were looking for me. Syrruss, Ella’s sire, flew me away that very night. He left me with a Jinn family he knew and they took me in, hiding me in their caravan. I was passed from Jinn to Jinn, eventually becoming part of the Feather Wing Clan. I’ve traveled with them for years and when the call to gather went out, I came with them here, to Draconia.”
“So whose feather is that and how have you managed to keep it safe all these years?” Riki brought them back to the subject of the plume.
“On the night I left, Syrruss gifted me with one of his plumes as a reminder of my birthright. I’ve kept it with me, on my person, for all these years and never even tried to use it…until Rey.”
“What exactly is your birthright? Are you a princess? A queen?”