Prince of Spies

by Bianca D'Arc

  Arabetta hugged first Riki, then Nico and the congratulations spread from there. Riki was hugged and congratulated by all the people on the platform, including Estella and Drake. As they made their way off the platform, she and Nico were bombarded with well wishes from everyone near them.

  Estella led them to a private tent where a large dinner was laid out, ready and waiting. Estella and Drake were the only ones to join them, which surprised Riki. The sounds of revelry could be clearly heard through the thin tent walls.

  Drake sat with Estella on one side of the low table. Colorful cushions were spread all around. This tent was different from the other Jinn tents Riki had been in. For one thing, this tent had few furnishings besides the low table and a multitude of pillows. There were ropes hanging in one corner, though Riki could see no use for them. Likewise, she didn’t understand some of the other odd accoutrements on the table.

  Estella began eating from the sumptuous feast before them and something about her manner piqued Riki’s interest. Some deeper game was being played here, but she had no idea what it was.

  “So how did you like your Jinn wedding ceremony?” Estella’s eyes sparkled as she nibbled on a fruit in a way that made Riki think of nibbling on Nico. She didn’t know why, but that’s what she immediately thought of, and it shocked her a bit. And excited her.

  “I thought it was beautiful, actually.” Riki accepted the plate of delicacies Nico set before her with a smile. He was so thoughtful, and the fire in his eyes promised a passionate night ahead.

  “Short and sweet, then we get to the good part,” Drake agreed with a laugh from the other side of the low table. “Nick, I have to thank you for choosing me as your witness.” Drake leered playfully at Estella, and Riki got the impression there was something more to this witnessing business than just standing before the elders with the bride and groom.

  “What does that entail, exactly?” she asked boldly.

  Estella and Drake chuckled naughtily while Nico narrowed his eyes at them both. Riki knew he would protect her from anything she was uncomfortable with, Jinn tradition or no. That knowledge gave her the courage to press the issue. She waited expectantly for an answer and finally Estella seemed to take pity on her.

  “The witnesses stand before the elders. We also ensure your first joining as man and wife goes smoothly.”

  “And that you fuck like bunnies until morning,” Drake put in, earning an elbow to the ribs from Estella.

  “The Jinn tend to marry very young. Having witnesses is meant to help the younger couples, who are often virgins. Most often, the witnesses are a married couple who guide the youngsters on the path. How much they participate is up to the individual couple being joined.” Estella shrugged. “Since your Nico chose Drake—an unmarried man of some rank—to be his witness, it was only logical I stand for you. Drake and I have shared pleasure before.”

  Riki was shocked by the casual way Estella spoke of such private acts. True, she’d seen all kinds of things as Lucan’s prisoner, but this wasn’t deviant in the way Lucan had been. There was no pain or suffering involved here—just the sharing of pleasure for mutual enjoyment. She could even see how an inexperienced couple might find solace from having friends there to help them.

  But Nico was far from inexperienced and having already been his lover, Riki didn’t think she needed any help from either Estella or Drake, though having them watch did sound exciting. Riki remembered that time in Drake’s room at the Silver Serpent when Nico had invited his handsome friend to touch her and look at her while Nico pleasured her. It had been wild, exotic and incredibly erotic. Riki had learned then that she liked being watched.

  “There is also the fact that sometimes among the Black Dragon Clan, a wedding night could include a mating flight,” Estella went on as she continued to enjoy her supper. “Especially when dealing with young dragons, the older ones stand by ready to catch them if they fall too far, too fast. But we don’t have to worry about that tonight, since you can’t fly yet.”

  Riki liked the confident way Estella said “yet”, but Riki doubted she’d ever be able to shift into dragon form. That was a dream for another time.

  Nico moved close to her, taking her hand and bringing it to his lips. “If you don’t want them here, just say the word, my love. I don’t give a damn if it’s Jinn tradition or not. We do what we want, and all I want is your happiness and comfort.”

  Riki stroked his cheek, smiling up at him. “I love you so much, Nico. Would you be shocked if I said I was…intrigued by the idea of having them watch?”

  “No, love, it wouldn’t surprise me at all. We dragons are exhibitionists at heart.”

  Nico chuckled as he placed her hand in his lap, directly over his steely erection, leaving her to eat with only her right hand. She didn’t mind at all.

  “Oh look, they’re already making gooey eyes at each other.” Drake snorted as he threw one arm around Estella’s shoulder.

  “You be nice, Drake,” she warned. “They’re in love. Don’t you remember what that’s like?”

  Drake seemed to think about the question, a light entering his eyes that made Riki feel a sudden and sweeping sympathy for the rogue. He looked so lost in that moment, it stunned her, but then he smiled, wiping the distressing expression from his face. Playfully, he tugged Estella into his lap.

  “I don’t claim to ever have been in love, sweet.”

  “That is so sad.” Estella teased him as she cupped his cheek and planted a hot kiss on his lips. Riki got hot just watching.

  “Do you like watching them?” Nico’s voice sounded through her mind. “They are a handsome couple, don’t you think?”

  “Yes, they are.”

  “Shall we watch them as they watch us? Or should we ask them to join us perhaps? What’s your pleasure, milady?”

  Riki was torn. She didn’t know what she wanted. She only knew her temperature was rising with each sweep of Drake’s tongue into Estella’s mouth. Drake’s hands were busy too, roving over Estella’s voluptuous figure, removing her clothing while she tore at his.

  “What about it, sweet? What do you want?” Nico asked again.

  “Whatever you want, Nico. I’ll do whatever you say.”

  “Oh, I like the sound of that, but remember, my love, if anything makes you uncomfortable at any time, all you have to do is tell me.”

  “All right, Nico.”

  He kissed her then, sweeping his tongue inside her mouth and taking her down into the nest of pillows behind the low table. Nico worked at her clothing until Riki was bare, all the while kissing her as if he would never get enough of her sweet taste.

  Nico craved Riki like his next breath. He worked the buttons on the beautiful dress with eager fingers, wanting to feel her skin on his with an urgency he’d never felt before. This woman was his now in every possible way.

  The dragon inside him trumpeted in triumph while the man fumbled with little buttons and feminine undergarments, all designed to drive him crazy. He heard a tear and knew he had to slow down. The dragon was urging him to take and claim his mate in the rough way of their kind, but Riki was human too, and she needed him to be tender.

  Especially in this new situation.

  Nico had fucked his share of women. Hell, he’d even shared a woman or two in his youth with Drake and others, but even though Estella was more than just pretty, Nico only felt real attraction for his new wife. He finally understood what his friends had gone through when they’d found their mates. He finally knew the wonder of claiming the one woman whom you would love and honor for the rest of your days.

  “I told you they didn’t need any help from us.”

  Drake’s teasing words penetrated Nico’s mind as if from far away. Nico looked up to find his grinning friend and a very naked Estella smiling down at them.

  “Go away. Can’t you see I’m busy here?” Nico growled before turning back to his wife.

  Wife.

  She really was his wife now, in the eyes o
f the Jinn at least, which was good enough for him. The Jinn, like most Draconians, believed in the Mother of All and had joined them before Her. That was enough. Riki was well and truly his wife now. Nico still couldn’t believe his good fortune.

  “So you’re in a hurry then?” Drake continued to annoy him. “I thought we’d give some of the toys in this tent a try, just for the sake of completeness.”

  The reminder of the way the Jinn had equipped this particular tent for them lit a fire in his belly. Nico held Riki’s gaze as he removed the last of her clothing and sat up. “That’s the best idea you’ve had all night, Drake.”

  When Drake didn’t answer, Nico looked around to find his friend had already moved to the corner with the ropes. At that moment, he was busy tying up the lovely and very cooperative Estella. Her fleshy ass faced them as Drake smiled over to make sure they were watching. He smacked Estella’s butt cheeks with a loud clap of his palm and she squealed, but it wasn’t in pain.

  Riki jumped in Nico’s arms and he soothed her, bending close to lick her ear. Nico knew some of this might be hard for her considering the things she’d probably witnessed with Lucan, but the goal here was to free her of those past horrors. She needed to see how pleasure could come of safe, sane play between consenting adults. Drake was just the man to demonstrate while Nico explained to his new wife all the possibilities. Knowing she was half-dragon, he knew the rougher edge of sex would more than likely be what she needed. Nico gauged her reaction, watching the flare of her eyes and the increase in her breathing. She was excited—not scared—and it would be up to him to keep her that way.

  “Sometimes a spanking can be very enticing,” he whispered in her ear.

  “Really?” The word was a breathy whisper as Drake’s hand came down on Estella’s ass once more, followed by the Jinn woman’s feminine moan of pleasure.

  “It can be a loving give and take of dominance and submission. Among dragons, the male dominates his partner in the mating flight. They say the female revels in her mate’s power as he does in her submission. It’s the way of things.” He licked a trail down her neck. “For dragons.”

  Drake was more aggressive now, interspersing stokes of Estella’s generous curves with slaps to her ass and thighs. The Jinn woman moaned and begged for Drake to continue his sensuous torture, clearly loving every minute of it.

  “I’m half dragon, my love, as are you. Don’t you want to submit to me in every way? Doesn’t your inner dragon long to be mastered by mine?”

  Riki’s breath caught in her throat, her eyes mesmerized by the most erotic thing she’d ever witnessed. Nico’s hands and words inflamed her senses while Drake’s mastery of the Jinn woman was titillating her desire.

  She hadn’t realized this kind of play could be anything but painful. What she’d seen in Lucan’s chamber had been a cruel mockery of the sensual, seductive, sinuous dance of dominance she now witnessed. Drake demonstrated his total control of Estella’s freely given responses and Riki began to wonder what it would be like to surrender so completely and utterly to the man she loved.

  Nico’s question bounced around in her brain. Dare she admit how hot the thought made her? Would he hurt her if he knew he could have anything he wanted from her? Anything at all?

  The answer shouted through her mind—an immediate, resounding no. Nico would never hurt her. He was her mate. The dragon that shared her soul knew Nico and wanted nothing more than to submit to him fully. Riki found her human side wanted the same thing. She wanted to learn all he could teach her of pleasure and passion.

  Nico’s hands tightened. One hand clamped her waist, the other squeezing a nipple. Riki squirmed in his hold, more excited than she’d ever been.

  “Don’t you want to surrender, my Arikia? Answer me.”

  Riki moaned as he pinched her nipple just hard enough to send a flame shooting from the taut peak straight to her womb. She was on fire!

  “I do. I surrender to you, Nico. Only to you.”

  He turned her in his arms, dragging her close against his body. Nico kissed her hungrily, invading her mouth and asserting a dominance he’d heretofore held in check. She wanted it all now. She wanted his dominance, his roughness, his daring.

  And he gave it to her.

  Drake and Estella were forgotten as Nico took her to the floor, covering her straining body with his own. She fought with the ties on his leggings, wanting—no, needing—more of him, all of him. And suddenly he was there, as naked as she, as vulnerable. Nico was the master of her passion, the master of her heart. His strong body covered her, his eyes holding hers as he joined them as one.

  And then it was done.

  Bodies met, souls met, more fully than ever before. Riki’s complete submission joined them fully. Rather than tearing her down and being consumed by his dominant personality, it felt more like Nico’s power flowed into and around her, cupping her in warm arms of energy, holding her safe and urging her to fly with him.

  Riki saw into his soul through the hazel green fire in his eyes and she knew he was seeing into hers as well. They were one now, in all ways.

  Then he began to move.

  The slow dance of seduction and pleasure quickly turned to an inferno neither wanted to tamp down. Nico took her hard and fast, almost brutally, but she wanted every inch of his domination, every surge of his powerful body and spirit. She was his as he was hers.

  The powerful climax hit them both at the same time, Nico gasping as Riki cried out in ultimate pleasure. It was a hard, fast climb to an unbelievable pinnacle, over too soon, but necessary to join what would never be put apart again.

  “I love you, my Arikia, my wife,” Nico whispered in her ear as they both had a chance to recover.

  “I know,” Riki said softly, loving the feel of him on her and in her. “As much as I love you.”

  He kissed her then, a tender, powerful claiming, affirming what they both knew in their hearts, now beating as one.

  Riki must have dozed a bit, for when she woke it was to the sound of feminine whimpers of pleasure. Opening her eyes, Riki found herself on Nico’s lap, her bare thighs spread over his outstretched knees, facing Drake and Estella. The other couple had left the corner of the colorful tent and the ropes, in favor of a matted area closer by. Drake had Estella on all fours, his long cock taking her powerfully from behind.

  “What do you think?” Nico asked, his warm breath tickling her ear. “They look good together, don’t they?”

  Riki nodded as she watched them. Drake’s powerful, blond good looks were a perfect foil for Estella’s dark-haired beauty and curvy body. They were beautiful together, and if there was no deep and true love tying them together, there was at the very least respect and friendship. That much was obvious from the way they teased and tempted each other. They moved together like long-time lovers and Riki realized they probably were.

  Nico moved one hand to the low table behind them. Moving his arm in front of her once more, Riki saw he now held a long, thick object she’d thought was some kind of ornament for the table. Only now did she realize the shape of this colorful glass object was almost exactly that of a cock. Her insides quivered as Nico’s hot breath breezed over her neck.

  “This was a wedding gift from Estella. Her brother is Master Glasswright of the Black Dragon Clan.” Nico bit down on her earlobe. “She showed me some of the other gifts the Jinn sent us earlier while you were getting dressed. These folks are naughty with a penchant for sexual toys. I’ll take great pleasure in showing some of the more adventurous ones to you when we’re alone, but for now, I thought you might like to try this.” He moved the smooth, colorful glass to her mouth. “Lick it, sweetheart. Make it slick and warm with your tongue.”

  Riki felt the fire inside leap at his words. Slowly, she reached out with the tip of her tongue, accepting the smooth head of the glass cock into her mouth as Nico maneuvered it slowly, sliding it in and out like he would slide his own cock. The thought sent her senses reeling. A moment later, the gla
ss dildo was sliding wetly down her torso, heading toward her pussy and she shivered with excitement. Would he—?

  Yes, apparently he would.

  The glass cock entered her, cold at first, slick and getting slicker by the moment with her heated juices. It felt odd, hard and unyielding, but exciting. Nico moved it inside her, manipulating it to reach spots within her core that set her ablaze. She whimpered as he began to thrust the glass cock in and out, her temperature going higher when she looked up and saw Drake’s blue gaze locked on the area between her legs.

  Drake was buried balls-deep in Estella, his hard-muscled body straining as he watched Nico pleasure Riki with the glass cock. The idea of him watching titillated and when Drake came, so did Riki, in a little explosion of light she knew would build into something much more fierce if Nico was given just half a chance.

  Nico turned her, bringing her to the floor and spreading her wide while he positioned her just so. A quick glance told him Drake was sitting cross-legged, petting Estella, who was smiling in that sleepy, satisfied way that meant she’d come long and hard under Drake’s skillful attentions.

  Nico looked his fill at his woman. His wife. Arikia. She was so beautiful, so eager, and with him every step of the way. He wondered if he couldn’t push her limits just a little further while he had Drake handy. Who knew when this opportunity would arise again?

  With a glance, he summoned the other man over.

  Riki’s eyes widened when Drake knelt at her side, but the fire of excitement leapt within and Nico could feel the energy sizzling through their connection. She was ready for what he had in store. Ready, willing and more than able.

  “Drake, would you be so kind as to play with this?” He indicated the glass dildo still embedded inside her. “I believe I’d like my woman to use her mouth on me.”

  Drake smiled widely as he moved around Riki’s squirming body. “It would be my pleasure.” He licked his lips. “Hers too.”