She tensed for a second when Eli attached the second clamp, but she didn’t speak a word. Her submission was beautiful. She wanted to do exactly what we desired.
“Miles, the clamps look so pretty on her pink nipples,” Eli said, rising from the floor in front of her. “I think I’m going to add the weights to them. Then every swing and jolt in the harness will give them a good tug.”
“Weights?” she squeaked.
I popped her ass again, pleased when bright pink color flushed where my hand had struck. Rubbing away the sting of the smack, I kneaded her ass until she squirmed beneath my touch.
“Please, Miles,” she moaned. “Gods, please fuck me now,” she begged, her breath ragged already.
I smiled. Taking her was what I intended to do, just not before I made her wait impatiently for a while longer.
“Please, Miles,” she begged again. “Eli?”
“Master, love,” Eli answered, swiftly attaching the weights to her clamped nipples.
“Master, sor—ahhhhhh!” She writhed in the harness.
I popped her ass again. “Ten for complaining. Count.”
“What!?” she balked.
“Fifteen now.” I said, trying not to smile, though I knew she couldn’t see me.
She made a cute, angry growl, but not another word of complaint fell from her lips.
I picked up a slender paddle from the counter at my left and rubbed it across her pink cheeks so she would know to expect something other than my hand. I raised it and brought it down with a light pop. She tensed into the strike, but a muffled “one” came from her throat.
I kneaded her ass, working out the sting for a few moments before popping her four times, alternating from cheek to cheek. The muscles in her strong legs flexed and her whole body shook in the harness. I knew each movement was costing her breasts though. Eli stood against the wall a few feet away, watching with a smirk on his face.
“Five,” she said between gritted teeth.
I continued to paddle a few at a time, stopping between each group to knead her ass and slip my fingers down between her wet labia. Damn. Her pussy was dripping.
“You’re so wet, Love,” I said, making sure she could hear how pleased I was in my tone of voice. “I can’t wait to sink my dick deep into your sweet pussy.”
“You could now,” she offered.
“Not yet, doll,” Eli countered from the wall. “You’ve got five more swats still coming.”
I struck her round ass cheeks purposefully, bringing them from a pink to a bright cherry red. She counted the last strike and I heard a sigh slip from her lungs.
“Good, girl.” I praised, slipping my hand between her legs again, fondling the swollen throbbing nub at the top of her slit. Her clit was already pushing from beneath its hood and her labia were swollen and ready for me. So tempting. I needed to have just a small taste.
I grabbed the straps around her upper thighs, holding her in place as I knelt to lick her pussy. A loud gasp tore from her lungs as I thrust my tongue deep into her sex. Gods, she tasted so good. Her light musk and sweet arousal made my dick swell further. I wanted her now, but I knew Eli had much more planned.
Eli caught my gaze and I nodded, backing away from her sweet pussy.
“Noooooo,” she whimpered. “Please Master, don’t stop.”
I swatted her ass again for good measure and her attempt to stroke my ego to get what she wanted.
She moaned again as I rubbed her still-pink ass, and began unhooking her ankles and thighs. Once her feet were firmly planted on the floor again we helped her stand straight. Then connected the padded cuffs around her wrists to a bar at the top of the swing frame.
Eli stepped away for a moment, pressing buttons on the wall to raise her arms higher —until she stood just on her toes. Her back arched and I brushed my knuckles along the sides of her heavy breasts. The clamps would be next, but they were Eli’s toys and I would let him have that pleasure.
My focus was lower on her luscious body.
Eli returned to her side and pulled the blindfold from her head. Her bright blue eyes sparked and she growled low in her throat, but she didn’t speak. She looked down at me, white swirling in her irises. Her dragon was pushing hard.
“Good girl, Love,” I praised her restraint.
I knelt before her, captured her thighs, and lifted them over my shoulders. Eli moved next to me and began massaging one of her breasts. She moaned and bit her lip, watching both of us with a heated gaze. Her sweet scent filled my lungs and I lapped at her sex, drawing another low moan from her chest.
“I’m going to take these off now, subbie.” Eli spoke calmly, but we both knew she was about to come apart. A light sheen of sweat covered her body. Her breath was coming in pants and she fought everything inside her to keep from writhing in my grasp.
When he removed the first clamp she screamed and arched her back. Her heels dug into my shoulder blades as I held her in place. The scream turned to a moan as he captured her tit in his mouth and sucked the swollen tender nipple.
I licked and sucked at her sex, distracting her mind further from the pain. As his hands ventured toward the other breast I tightened my hold on her thighs again, preparing for the volcanic eruption that was coming.
“No, no, no,” she whimpered, twisting in the cuffs and against my hold.
“It’s okay, subbie. I’ll make it feel better,” Eli said, catching my gaze just as he unhooked the clamp.
I latched onto her clit at the same moment and sucked the swollen nubbin hard. Another scream tore from her lungs and every muscle in her body tensed. Her thighs tightened on either side of my neck and her heels pressed hard into my back. I sucked again, pulling her clit further into my mouth.
Eli had the sore nipple in his mouth and was kneading the other breast.
She arched and fought … and then froze as her first orgasm crested. I felt the blast of cold and allowed my dragon closer to the surface to keep the temperature in the room even. Eli did the same. Neither of us let go of her until the shudders and moans slowed to a stop.
I licked her slit a few more times, loving the way her thighs trembled against my neck—the way her breath came in pants and the way her creamy, white skin flushed a bright pink. She was gorgeous. Sexy. Mine.
Chapter 38
DIANA
I drew in a breath and tried to stand. Were it not for the cuffs and chains holding me upright, I would’ve fallen into a heap on the red carpet. My body was still reeling from the massive orgasm my mates had pulled from me moments ago.
My nipples were on fire and my sex throbbed, still desperate to have more. I wanted more. I wanted them inside me. Both of them. I needed that connection. Our bond needed it.
So much time had passed since we’d truly been together as one.
Miles left my side and Eli moved to stand in front of me.
“How are you doing, Love?” He caressed my breasts and dipped to kiss me softly on the lips.
“Mmmmm,” I moaned, still unable to think coherently. Every inch of my skin was hot and every pulse point throbbed, reminding me of my racing heart.
My arms were pulled taut over my head and I could just stand on my tiptoes. I dug my toes into the soft carpet and let my head fall forward.
Eli continued to rub his hands over my breasts, down my ribs, and over the mound of my sex. He paused every few seconds and slid a finger through my sopping wet folds. After climaxing as hard as I had, I wanted more. Gods, I wanted more.
Miles hands joined Eli’s on my skin and I moaned as he rubbed up and down my back until he reached the curve of my backside. Something cold and slick dripped onto my skin. I shivered as Miles worked the liquid around my tight hole, then an ice-cold smooth shaft pressed against the slicked opening.
“Push back, love. I want you stretched and ready to really enjoy us both,” Miles said. I arched into his hand and felt the cold glass of the toy push slightly inside.
While Miles was coaxing th
e toy into my ass, Eli had his fingers working over my clit. In seconds my breathing was ragged again, and I could feel the spiraling power of another orgasm reaching through my body to claim my consciousness.
A gasp slipped from my lungs as Miles methodically pushed the toy deeper. My muscles gripped the narrow neck to hold it firmly in place. But he didn’t just leave it there. He pulled it back and thrust it in again, mimicking what I knew he would soon be doing with his cock.
Then they both backed away and he did leave the toy buried inside me.
Gods no. They couldn’t just leave me … hanging like this.
I couldn’t see Miles. He was still behind me somewhere, but Eli turned and picked up something from a table near the wall. It had a short handle and dozens of long leather strands hanging from it like a tassel … a flogger.
I swallowed nervously. The spanking had been a surprise, but in the end it had made me want them more than I thought possible. But flogging me? How could they think I would enjoy being whipped?
Yanking on the chain connected to my wrist cuffs, I shuddered. The word red came to my lips, but I couldn’t say it. The toys were new. The formality was new. But the relationship wasn’t. The dominance had always been there when we made love. I trusted these men completely. Called them both husband for four-hundred years before I lost them.
“Breathe, Love,” Eli said, his voice soft but still commanding. He’d called me “love” this time instead of “subbie”. I relaxed more, knowing he was aware of my anxiety.
He came forward and trailed the leather strands over my breasts, then shoulders, then allowed them to brush across the front of my thighs. The scent of the oiled leather tickled my nostrils and I took a deep breath. He flicked his wrist just slightly and they swung in a gentle arc, thumping against the outside of my thighs.
The leather strands didn’t hurt. Not the way he was swinging them.
He raised his arm and the crisscross arc of the strands brushed my abdomen this time. It was hard enough to warm my skin, but caused no pain. The thump of the flogger moved up and down the front of my body until I leaned into each strike. He raised it further, catching just the bottoms of my swaying breasts with the tips of the strands. Then moved to my side and then behind me … out of sight. I couldn’t see Miles either, but I heard him breathing.
My back heated slowly under the soft lashes until it just began to blend together. The steady thump thump as he whisked the flogger back and forth over my skin in a rhythm that soothed deep into my aching soul. So much had happened in the thousand years I’d been away from them.
I let the strikes of the flogger strip it away. Thump thump. Thump thump. The torture. The mind control. Thump thump. Thump thump. The loss of a baby. It was so much to carry.
The strikes fell heavier, but still I arched into the strands —wanting the pain to redirect my mind away from everything I’d suffered. Everything I would have to face again when this was over. But for now … for now I could just be here. I sank to a place in my mind where I was weightless. Nothing existed for me except the sound of my husbands’ heartbeats. Their voices. Their hands.
The flogging had stopped. Instead of the drumming leather strands, Miles and Eli circled me, kneading and rubbing my body. I moaned as the ache in my sex throbbed from their careful attentions. Waves of magick rippled across my skin, and I could feel my dragon pushing forward, desperately looking for the same connection I wanted.
Eli bent forward, taking one of my breasts into his mouth.
Miles slid his fingers in and out of my slick folds.
“Please. Please.” I begged, not able to articulate what I wanted. But those damned men knew, they were just bent on teasing me to death.
Eli’s tongue worked expertly on the one nipple and then he moved to the other breast, nipping and pulling and sucking. I arched my back, pushing closer to his mouth while trying to twist my hips away from Miles torturing fingers. My sex throbbed unbearably beneath his manipulative fingers and I moaned in frustration.
Then Miles returned to the toy he’d inserted into my backside earlier. He pushed and pulled the toy, sliding it in and out so slowly I wanted to scream.
“How much do you want us, love?” Miles asked, nipping at my earlobe.
“Yes, Please. Now, please. Please,” I mewled out through their attentions.
Eli pulled back, releasing my nipple from his mouth with a loud pop. “He asked you ‘how much,’ subbie. Answer the question,” he commanded, bending down and thrusting two of his fingers up into my wet folds.
I shuddered and gasped for breath. Sweat ran down my temples, and wisps of my hair clung here and there to my slicked skin.
“More than anything,” I said, gritting my teeth as his thumb rubbed across my sensitive bundle of nerves.
“I don’t think we should make her wait any longer, brother,” Miles growled from behind me.
The glass toy was removed from my ass and I gasped for a breath, waiting to feel the velvety smooth skin of his cock in its place. Thankfully he was true to his word and I didn’t have to wait long. The warmth of his chest seared my back as he rubbed his cock up and down, teasing me. I thrust my hips back, but Eli’s hands grabbed my waist and pulled me toward his chest. He captured my lips with his mouth and thrust his cock up, sinking his full length inside my pussy first.
“Stay still, subbie,” Eli ordered, speaking against my mouth as he kissed.
I moaned into his mouth and tried to lift my legs to wrap them around his hips, but he wouldn’t let me. I was suspended between their two massive bodies.
Eli grabbed onto my hips and drove up harder, his cock brushed against my womb and I felt the magick of our dragons rising to meet each other. Miles’ hands encircled my waist where Eli’s had been only moments before. He slowly entered me from behind, his cock stretching my opening more than the toy.
The burn seared through my lower body and I breathed through the pain as I adjusted to being so full. Inch by inch, he pushed deeper. A few minutes later he was fully inside and I felt as though I would come apart the second either of them moved.
I struggled to make myself breathe.
Eli kissed along my neck while Miles nipped and bit the opposite shoulder. A whimper slipped from between my lips and my body shuddered between them as I tried to hold still.
“Good girl, love,” Miles growled into my ear.
Then they moved. Not at the same time, but against each other. As Eli pulled out, Miles would drive in. Then they switched. Their thrusts lifted until my toes no longer touched the carpet. I leaned my head backward against Miles’ shoulder, breathing and relaxing into the driving forces between my legs. Their bodies were growing warmer and my dragon rose to meet them, cooling my skin so much that steam began to rise from their skin everywhere we touched.
Their thrusts were slow and methodical at first, then they fell into a driving rhythm and the speed and intensity continued to increase. I sucked in air and yanked against the cuffs, but respected the restraints and didn’t break them. Only dragon steel could truly hold a Drakonae and nothing in this room was made from the enchanted alloy.
Their cocks slid in and out, driving me closer and closer to another climax. The one that I wanted with every fiber of my being. The one that would satisfy the mate bond between us and our dragons. Being separated for a thousand years had weakened our magickal bond.
Pleasure flowed through me, sending streaks of energy through my body to my fingertips. I closed my eyes and saw stars in the darkness as the world shattered around me like a mirror breaking into a thousand pieces.
A scream tore from my throat as both men roared, driving in deep at the same time. Their hot seed surged into me and they thrust again and again, going deeper each time. My body clenched down to milk every drop from their hard cocks.
Their grip on my body gradually loosened. Miles was the first to pull away. He slid his cock out and I moaned as he left. I felt so empty without him. Then Eli stepped back, pulling
his cock from my slick folds.
My toes hit the soft carpet of the floor, but before my arms felt the weight of my body, Miles’ arms encircled my ribcage. He lifted me up while Eli unfastened the cuffs.
I reclined into Miles’ embrace, his chest hard against my back. “Thank you,” I whispered.
Miles kissed the top of my head and said something to Eli I didn’t catch. My eyes closed again and I breathed in Miles’ musky scent mixed with sweat. If I never moved again, it would be fine with me. Every muscle in my body ached, along with muscles I’d forgotten existed.
Miles carried me across the room and gently laid me on my side, on the bed I’d seen at the back of the room. The sheets were so soft and comfortable. There would be no reason to move for a long time.
I sighed and rubbed my cheek against the sheets.
The sound of running water caught my ear and I licked my lips, hoping they were bringing me at least a small sip. Instead I felt their hands rub up and down my legs, massaging my sore muscles. Something warm and wet touched the inside of my thigh and I opened an eye to investigate. Eli smiled down at me as he wiped my skin clean of their cum that had seeped from my body.
When he finished tending to me, each of them took a moment to clean off in a small bath closet off the side of the room.
I stretched out across the big bed, but didn’t come close to reaching both sides. Scooting toward the headboard, I grabbed a pillow and tucked it under my head. My breathing had evened out and my heart no longer pounded in my chest like a caged beast trying to break free. My dragon had calmed.
The bed dipped as both men moved toward me, lying down on either side. Eli fondled one of my breasts and Miles nuzzled my neck. It shouldn’t have aroused me, but it did. My nipples pebbled and liquid slicked my sex yet again.
Their nostrils flared and Eli caught my gaze. “Wanton little dragon aren’t we?”
I smirked and shrugged my shoulders. “I have a thousand years of missing you both to make up for.”
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