Slipping from under the curtain of water, she joined them in the cove. She ran the tip of her tongue across her lips at the same time she skimmed their chests with her fingers.
“I like the look of your tawny skin when it’s wet,” she told them, circling one of Aydon’s nipples and one of Danior’s with her fingers. “Your flat brown nipples grow erect and pebbly. She pinched them both and enjoyed hearing their delighted groans.
“When I was a girl I used to dream of one day having my very own prince with a strapping chest and a handsome face. And now see how blessed I am? I have two. The two most exquisite specimens in all the land.”
She leaned close to Aydon, pinching one of his nipples while capturing the other small nub with her teeth. He reciprocated by playing with her nipples, drawing current’s of rapture from his expert touch.
Jia-Nian left his side a moment later to repeat the exercise with Danior, who responded by rolling and tugging on her rigid buds as she played with him, nipping and licking.
She ended by breathing deeply from Danior and then Aydon. “Just as your nectar has its own distinct flavor and scent,” she told them, “so does your flesh. If any man should ever be so foolish as to try to replace one of you, I would know.” She gave each of their chests another lick. “Without doubt.”
Aydon nudged Danior with his elbow. “Is your cock ready for action yet?”
Danior spat a laugh. “Are you jesting? How could it not be with the ministrations of our erotic little queen?”
Aydon eyed the lake. “In the water?” he suggested, the deep suggestive tone of his voice licking her body.
In answer, Danior offered a slow, agreeable smile. They crossed arms, hands locked over wrists, and bent at the knees, offering her a seat in the chair they’d fashioned.
“Your traveling throne, my queen,” Danior said, his warm breath caressing her skin.
Jia-Nian gave a royal nod. Once seated, she rubbed herself like a cat against their muscular arms, purring her contentment, expressing her desire and pleasure. Rising to their full height, the men carried her to the water’s edge.
“Stop for a moment,” Jia-Nian said, clasping their biceps. “Allow me to taste your sweet mouths again before we go further.” She reached up and drew Danior’s head to hers, pressing her tongue against the seam of his lips and indulging in a raw, primitive kiss once she had access to the warm, wet recesses of his mouth.
Treating Aydon in kind a moment later, Jia-Nian basked in the heated sensation of wild oral mating, losing herself in his hot, insistent mouth.
“I can never get enough of your sweet mouth, little warrior,” Danior told her as she leaned back against their chests and lingered on a pleasured sigh. “Or your soft as silk cunt or tight as a fist nether hole.”
“Or the feel of your skin,” Aydon added, nuzzling her neck. “Or the sweet woman’s scent of your sex when you’re aroused.”
Her laughter came as a lusty, earthy sound. “Then you must enjoy my scent all the time,” she said, “because I am always aroused when in your company.” Reaching back and feeling for their cocks, she latched onto them, squeezing and gliding their foreskins back and forth. Their considerable arousals pulsed hard in her hands. Soon their impassioned groans vibrated through her body.
Still carrying her, her princes walked into the water, gently depositing Jia-Nian until she stood breast-deep.
“See how her luscious tits float?” Aydon said, playing with her breasts, pressing them down and watching as they bobbed to the surface again.
Danior clasped her nipples between thumbs and fingers, tugging them beneath the water and letting go, inspecting the phenomenon as they emerged again.
Desire curling deep in her belly, Jia-Nian smiled as she watched the strapping, brawny warriors towering over her. She could so easily imagine them as curious little boys full of wonder as they made a new discovery. But no mere boys could instill the sensual awareness that pooled at her core, making her cunt seep with liquid heat.
She wove her fingers through their curly patches of hair then slipped her hands further back between their thighs, cradling their heavy sacs with slow erotic squeezes. There was no mistaking the fierceness of their twin arousals as their cocks prodded her thighs, pulsing and insistent.
A quick glance at each guardian’s expression, solemn, intent and resolute, had Jia-Nian’s knees trembling, her clit pulsing with an ache that yearned to be assuaged. A dizzying shift in positions drew a gasp from her throat as they pierced her simultaneously. In one intoxicating swirl of water and raw power, Aydon had command of her nether hole while Danior drove hard into her cunt.
Enveloped in the silken luxury of bountiful water and filled with the exquisiteness of her beloveds’ hot, throbbing cocks, the sensation of ecstasy transcended anything she’d even known.
Aydon nuzzled the back of her neck, growling impassioned words in her ear. At the same time he kneaded one of her ass cheeks and played with one of her tits. A man of many talents, he managed to do all this while making his cock twitch deep inside her anus.
Danior’s breath mingled with hers as he took Jia-Nian’s mouth in a brutal kiss. His lips and tongue drew heated need from deep in her soul, dispersing it to her breasts, her clit, her cunt. His calloused fingers, made soft by the water, swiped over her clit before capturing the swollen, sensitive bud and pinching it repeatedly.
“My sweet guardians, bold and true,” she said on a ragged whisper as Danior’s lips left hers. “My princes…my eternal beloveds.” Her hips bucked with the first deep cunt spasm, increasing the mingled pain and pleasure of utter fullness. The water surrounding them rippled gently, then splashed furiously with their final, frenzied movements.
With primal cries, her lovers flooded her, their fingers and teeth digging into her possessively as the scald of their cream anointed her channels. Liquid heat swamped her and Jia-Nian shuddered in release, calling out their names.
Her queendom and all its mighty cares and responsibilities lay ahead. But for now, this magical moment as their minds, bodies and spirits locked together in an ancient dance of convulsing rhythm, this was Jia-Nian’s entire world.
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The afternoon they’d spent together in their oasis was beyond splendid, the night defined by white-hot need, tremors of utmost satisfaction and uninhibited expressions of soul-deep love and devotion.
By the time the queen and her princes neared the gates of Zalvanus the next morning, the threesome thrummed with palpable vibrations of curiosity and excitement.
They were wise enough to know they had much to learn. Missteps, mistakes and blunders would be made as they adjusted to their new calling and mastered the powerful gifts they’d been granted by the gods. But they vowed to dedicate themselves to their sacred mission, employing hard work, devotion, honor and forthrightness.
Jia-Nian glanced left at Aydon the Bold, her handsome, fearsome protector, and right at Danior the True, her sweet, impetuous defender.
What fine rulers they would make, fair, principled and virtuous—and yet formidable and intimidating whenever the need should arise. With her guardian princes at her side, Jia-Nian knew the trio would succeed admirably in their quest to bring victory to Zalvanus and, ultimately, peace to all the lands for a thousand years.
In the distance, the melodic timbre of trumpets heralded their approach, the stirring sound causing Jia-Nian’s heart to swell in her breast, tears of joy to brim in her eyes.
An expectant smile on her lips, her head held high and her cheeks rosy with the glow of anticipation, the Queen of Zalvanus looked straight ahead, to the adventurous future she would share with her beloveds.
Another quick glance at Aydon and Danior, sitting proud and high in their saddles alongside her, had her near bursting with gladness. While she may indeed be the last Strathulian standing, Jia-Nian would never be alone again.
About the Author
Daisy Dexter Dobbs has a valid reason for lying when she’s asked where
she gets the ideas for her books. She knows most people wouldn’t believe the truth about the madcap mayhem that goes on in her daily life. Case in point: Imagine frantically trying to file your way out of a locked bathroom door with a teeny nail file, dressed in nothing but a too-small towel while you're waiting for a real estate agent and a family with three small kids to arrive for a showing of your house. Okay, now picture the contents of a box of just-delivered sex toys (purely for research purposes, you understand) strewn on the bed just outside that locked bathroom door. Mmm-hmm, it really happened.
Happily married to her soulmate, the award winning artist and writer believes in love, happily-ever-afters and the wondrous, magical escapism of reading and writing.
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