“She is wet enough now.”
“Good.” Court was kneeling beside me, his cock still shiny from my saliva. I had wanted to finish him with my mouth, his cum tasted delicious, but he’d pulled away just as Bran made me cum all over his face.
Court stretched out beside me, his hand lazily stroking his dick as he stared at my heaving tits. Bran was rolling on a condom, but Court didn’t bother. My stomach made a funny little lurch. He didn’t need a condom because he was about to fuck me in the ass.
I waited for the nerves to hit me, but apparently the two orgasms Bran had just given me were cancelling out any anxiety I might have felt.
Bran handed Court the bottle of lube before lying on his side next to me. He urged me to face him and I turned on my side, smiling happily when he pressed his big, warm body against mine. I kissed his chest as he lifted my leg and draped it over his hip. He bent his head and kissed me as he stroked my thigh with his hand.
Court pressed the length of his body against my back, his hand slipping around to cup my left breast. He toyed with the nipple as Bran sucked on my right. Fresh lust flowed through me and I ground my ass against Court’s dick as I clutched Bran’s head in my hands.
I turned my head, kissing Court frantically as the two men teased and tormented my nipples. When I was panting harshly and making little sounds of need, Bran raised his head and smiled at me.
“Are you ready for both of us, sadora?”
“Yes, God yes,” I gasped out.
He moved his body down a bit, and I moaned happily when the head of his dick slipped into my pussy. He pushed forward, his hand wrapped around my thigh to hold me steady as he made a few gentle thrusts.
“That feels so good,” I whispered.
Court kissed the back of my shoulder. I squeaked, my pussy clamping around Bran’s dick when the cold liquid dripped over my back entrance, but Court’s fingers soon warmed it up. As he pushed two fingers into me and stretched me lightly, Bran distracted me with a few more thrusts. He kissed between my breasts and licked around my nipple as I clung to his shoulders.
Court spread my ass cheeks and I tensed when I felt the blunt head of his dick against my ass.
“Relax, sadora,” he said. “Relax and push back against me.”
I took a deep breath as Bran lifted his head and smiled encouragingly at me. He cupped my breast, rubbing my nipple gently with his thumb as I stared into his dark eyes. “You can do this, sadora. Will you be our good girl?”
I nodded immediately. God, I loved it when Bran called me his good girl. It never failed to make me drip with need.
Bran slipped his hand between us and rubbed my clit with slow and lazy circles as I released my breath and pushed back against Court. I’d been gradually using bigger plugs, but there was still an eye-watering pop of pain when Court pushed the head of his cock past my tight ring of muscle.
I groaned under my breath and he stopped immediately. Both men soothed me with their hands and with light kisses.
“You are being so good for us,” Bran said as he pressed kisses across my collarbone. “Good girl, sweet sadora. Very good girl.”
His words made my pussy tighten around his cock with pleasure, and he made his own harsh groan as Court pushed a little more.
“You are so tight,” Court groaned into my ear. “Can you relax a little more for me?”
I concentrated on how good Bran’s fingers felt against my clit, how right it felt to have his cock deep inside my pussy, as I took a few deep breaths and relaxed my muscles.
“Better,” Court whispered into my ear. He thrust back and forth, gentle ones that helped stretch me as I tried to accommodate his size. “Good girl, sadora. Good girl.”
“Oh God,” I moaned when I finally felt Court’s pelvis rest against my ass. “It’s too much.”
“Shh, it is not,” Bran said. His hand tightened on my thigh when I tried to move it off his hip. “Stay still for a moment.”
“I am trying,” Court gritted out.
A small smile crossed Bran’s face. “I meant our sweet sadora.”
I ignored him and made another little wiggle. Both men groaned, and I gasped as Bran’s fingers pinched my clit. I felt very full and a little trapped and… damn, if I wasn’t loving every single minute of it. I was impaled on two very large Draax dicks, and it felt fucking amazing.
I tightened my ass and my pussy, smiling happily when Bran and Court both made loud moans of pleasure. Without speaking, both of them began to thrust in and out. As one pushed in, the other pulled back and I gripped Bran’s shoulders, the back of my head resting against Court’s chest as they fucked me with a slow and experienced rhythm.
It was obvious they knew what they were doing, obvious that this was how it was meant to be with us. Both men inside me, both men finding their pleasure in my body as I found mine with theirs.
As their rhythm increased, Court made another low groan, his hot breath stirring my hair. “Bran, I will not last long.”
“Nor I,” Bran gritted out. “Evie, can you cum again for us?”
“Yes, I – I think so,” I gasped. “If you rub my clit.”
Bran immediately reached down and rubbed my clit again. I squirmed between them, my nipples hard as glass, and my pussy and ass stuffed full. Bran tugged on my clit, and I made a sharp cry before burying my face in his neck to muffle my sounds of pleasure.
Both men were moving jerkily now, their rhythm losing that steady pace, their groans growing progressively louder. Court was the first to lose control. His hand clamped down on my hip, his tail curled around my thigh and he made a hard thrust that pushed me up against Bran. Hot warmth flooded my ass and I cried out into Bran’s warm flesh, my own orgasm triggered by Court’s and the touch of Bran’s fingers against my clit.
I shook against Bran while Court’s big body thrust hard into me. Bran’s arm wrapped around me and he surged forward, his cock sliding deep into my pussy as he climaxed with a low groan that sent goosebumps to my skin.
Both men pressed up against me, sandwiching me tight between them as the last of their orgasms shuddered through them. I kissed Bran’s chest and reached behind me to squeeze Court’s hip, reveling in the feeling and sensation of being with both of my loves.
Too soon, they eased out of me. Bran brushed my hair away from my sweaty face as Court stroked the line of my spine. All three of us were sweaty and trembling, but I smiled up at Bran when he pressed a kiss against my forehead. “Are you all right, sadora?”
“Hmm,” I said before resting my cheek on Bran’s chest. “That was amazing.”
Court rubbed my hip. “It was. Thank you, Evie.”
“No problem,” I mumbled. “Happy to help.”
Bran’s low chuckle reverberated in my ear, and I smiled as both Draax snuggled me. This was what I wanted. What I needed. I could happily spend the rest of my life tucked between them.
Chapter Eighteen
Bran
“Bella? Where are you, meena? It is time for lunch.” I stuck my head in Bella’s room. She wasn’t sitting on her bed where I’d left her, but I could see her colouring book and a few of her crayons sitting on top of the quilt.
“Court, have you seen Bella?” I asked when Court walked past the door.
He paused and shook his head. “No, but she is probably in Evie’s room again.”
I put the crayons and the book on the small desk in the corner of her room before heading down the hallway. Evie’s door was open, and I saw the end of Court’s tail disappear as he walked into her room.
“Meena, your papa is looking for you. It is lunch time and… meena! What have you done?”
I hurried into Evie’s room just in time to see Court pull a photo from Bella’s hand. “Meena, no!”
Bella’s eyes widened and I could already see the tears starting to form. Court never raised his voice toward her. I took his arm. “Court, what is wrong?”
He showed me the picture in his hand. It was of an Earth ma
le, although Bella had scribbled so much crayon across it, that it was almost impossible to tell that. “Meena, why would you do this?”
“I colourin’, Uda,’ Bella whispered as she dropped her crayon, slid off the bed, and inched her way toward me. “No be mad at Bella.”
Court brandished the photo at me as his tail whipped back and forth. “This is the only picture that Evie has of her father. She loved him very much and it is very special to her. Bella has ruined it.”
My stomach dropped and I stared down at Bella. “Bella, why would you do that?”
“I colourin’, Papa,” Bella said. She lifted her arms to me, but I refused to pick her up.
“You know that you are only supposed to colour in your colouring books, is that not right, Bella?”
She ducked her head, staring at her feet and even the big fat tears dropping from her eyes were not enough to quell my growing anger. “Answer me, Bella.”
“Yes, Papa,” she sobbed.
“You have ruined a picture that was special to Evelyn.”
“I sorry, Papa,” she cried. “Bella sorry, no be mad. Please, Papa.”
She burst into tears, and I ignored my urge to pick her up and soothe her. “Bella, you cannot -”
“What’s wrong?” Evelyn was hurrying into the room and she gave Bella a worried look. “Honey, why are you crying?”
“No be mad at Bella, girl!” Bella sobbed. “Bella sorry, girl. Please.”
Evelyn scooped up Bella and kissed her cheek before allowing Bella to bury her face in her neck. She hugged her tight and rocked her back and forth. “Shh, baby. Don’t cry. Shh.”
“Girl mad at Bella,” Bella wailed against her throat.
“I’m not, honey. I’m not mad at you.” Evelyn gave me a confused look, and feeling sick to my stomach, I held out the picture of her father.
His face a pale green, Court said, “Bella coloured on the picture of your father, Evie.”
“I am sorry,” I said as she took the picture from me. “I should have been watching Bella closer. I am so sorry, sadora.”
She stared at the picture in her hand as Bella sobbed harder. “Bella sorry, girl. Bella sorry!”
Court’s grunt of surprise matched my own when Evelyn dropped the picture on the bed and rubbed Bella’s back. “Shh, honey. Shh, it’s okay. Stop crying, baby.”
She sat on the bed, holding Bella on her lap, and rocked her back and forth until Bella’s sobs slowed. She pushed Bella back gently and kissed her forehead. She wiped the tears from her cheeks and smiled at her. “Don’t cry, baby.”
Bella stared at her and then at the picture on the bed next to them. Her lower lip trembled, and she gave me a quick glance as fresh tears spilled down her cheeks. “Bella break picture?”
“Yes,” I said, but my voice was gentle. “You destroyed a picture that was very important to Evelyn, meena.”
Bella stared up at Evie as Evelyn wiped away the new tears. “I sorry, Evie-girl.”
Evelyn kissed her forehead again. “I know you are, baby. Thank you for saying you’re sorry.”
“Evie girl mad at Bella?” Bella stared at her in sorrow.
Evelyn shook her head immediately. “No, baby. I’m not mad at you.”
“Evie girl love Bella?” Bella made a wavering little sigh as she stared up at Evelyn.
“Yes,” Evie said. “Evie loves Bella.”
“Bella loves Evie,” Bella said and threw her arms around Evelyn as she started to cry again. “Bella loves Evie.”
“I love you too, honey,” Evelyn said.
She scooted back on the bed and laid on her side, holding Bella against her and pressing kisses against the top of her head as Bella’s tail wrapped tight around her forearm. I stared silently at them until Court touched my arm.
I glanced at him and then followed him out of the room, shutting the bedroom door behind me.
* * *
Court
Bran was silent when I led him into the living room. He stared at the fire as I stood near the window. For weeks now, we had been calling Evelyn our sadora and wrapping our tails around her waist, the pet name and the gesture both something Draax only did with their mates, but neither of us would admit our love for her.
I would no longer deny it. I couldn’t deny it. “I love Evelyn.”
I waited for him to call me a fool, to remind me again that she belonged to the king, but his shoulders slumped, and I felt the weight of his sigh from across the room. “I love her too.”
“I will not give her up to the king,” I said.
“We have no choice.” Bran continued to stare into the fire.
“When the storm ends, I could take Evelyn and leave. We could stay hidden. You can tell the king that we fell in love and that you tried to stop me, but we would not listen. Once the king gives up on finding Evelyn and brings in another human female for his queen, we will return to you and Bella.”
Bran turned to face me. “It is not possible, Court. Even if the king finds a new queen, you and Evelyn would still be punished for what you did. You would most likely lose your head, and Evelyn would go to the earth prisons for breaking her contract. You would never be able to return home, and you would always be on the run.”
“It is better than living without her,” I said as panic ran rampant through my veins.
“We cannot do that to Bella or Evelyn. Bella would miss you terribly, and Evelyn…”
He took another deep breath. “Our sadora’s life has been one of pain and hardship and I will not do that to her again. She deserves to be queen, Court. She deserves to be cherished and spoiled and live a life free of fear.”
“Even if that means being apart from us?” I said.
“Yes,” Bran’s voice was low but firm. “We must give her up, no matter how much we love her.”
“You love me?”
We both turned at the sound of Evelyn’s soft voice. She was standing in the doorway, and Bran gave her a guilty look. “Where is Bella?”
“In the kitchen eating lunch.” She crossed her arms over her torso. “Do you both love me?”
Bran didn’t reply but I could not deny my sadora anything she asked. “Yes,” I said. “We love you, Evelyn.”
“I love you too,” she whispered before starting to cry.
Bran and I reached her at the same time. We crowded around her, hugging her between us and taking turns pressing kisses against her soft mouth.
“I love you, Court,” she said.
“I love you, sadora,” I replied.
She kissed me and turned to Bran. “I love you, Bran.”
“I love you, Evie,” he said.
She kissed him but she was crying, and we rubbed the tears away from her cheeks.
“Do not cry, sadora, please,” Bran pleaded.
“We can’t be together,” Evelyn said. “I love you and in a few days time, I’ll never see you again.”
I glanced at Bran and he shook his head, but I forged ahead anyway. “Evie, you and I could leave when the storm ends. We could hide and -”
“No,” Evelyn said. “You and Bran and Bella are a family and I won’t break you up like that or do anything that would put any of you in danger.”
“You are a part of our family too,” I said. “Is that not true, Bran?”
“Yes,” Bran said. “You are our family now, Evelyn.”
Her smile wavered as she put an arm around each of us. “I love you for saying that and trust me, I want to be a part of this family more than anything, but a person doesn’t always get what they want. I’m not meant for you.”
It was getting hard to breathe again, and there was a strange growing lump in my throat that I could not swallow past.
Evelyn stared at Bran and then at me. “Promise me that you’ll move on and find someone else after I leave with the king.”
“No,” Bran snapped.
“We will not,” I said.
“You have to,” she insisted. “Find a nice woman to be a good
mom to Bella and a good wife to the two of you. Okay?”
“No,” I said.
“Never,” Bran said.
Her tears were giving way to frustration, but neither Bran nor I would budge. She glanced out the window. “You said the storm will end in another few days?”
“Most likely,” Bran said.
She took a deep breath and kissed both of us again. “Then we’re going to make the most of the time we have left. No tears or anger. Just love. All right?”
Bran nodded and I rested my forehead against hers. “Just love, sadora.”
* * *
Bran
I stared at the ceiling, listening to Evelyn’s soft breathing and Court’s snoring. My stomach was in knots and I had a headache.
The storm was over.
It had ended around three this morning. The sudden quietness had woken me, and I’d lain in the dark, foolishly hoping that the wind and the snow would begin again. The weight I’d carried since Dana had torn apart our family had finally disappeared after Court and I forgave each other, but it had been replaced with an infinitely heavier one.
A weight I could barely carry day in and day out.
Evelyn had asked for only happiness and love this past week, and both Court and I had done our best to give her that. But every day, the weight of losing her grew, until I’d woken to the quiet.
Now, that weight threatened to pin me to the ground, to destroy every last shred of happiness within me. They would come for our Evelyn, and we would never see her again. We would never touch her soft skin, hear her voice, or smell her sweet scent. She would mate with the king and bear his children, and Court and I would spend the rest of our days in love with a woman we could never have.
I sat up and slid out of the bed without looking at Evie or Court. I could not change what was about to happen, no matter how much I wished I could.
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