by Ophelia Bell
“Now kiss me, love,” he said softly.
She moved on shaky thighs, sliding down his torso again until she collapsed on top of his solid, warm shape. She took his mouth, careless of the coating of her juices covering the entire lower half of his face and neck, as well as dripping down his chest.
When they kissed, the world disappeared. Their essences mingled, flowing across his tongue and onto hers. Instantly his mind opened and they were melded, more quickly than she’d even managed to meld Silas.
Gavra’s consciousness penetrated hers with as much erotic insistence as his cock had filled her hungry pussy. He inundated her soul with his heat, ratcheting up her barely subsided cravings back to full tilt again. She tore away from the kiss with a gasp, but he was still in her head, refusing to retreat, but all the more welcome for his persistent presence.
“Let me inside you again, baby. Get me out of your system now so you can focus.”
His power overwhelmed her and she could only comply. She shifted down his body just far enough to spread her legs across his hips again and push down onto his cock. His tip pierced her again, sliding easily in. He was rock hard again and moaned as she took him deep once more.
As she began to ride him, the primal need took over, magnified by the heated red presence in her mind, his acute need to fuck her every bit as wildly as she fucked him. The desire grew exponentially with each thrust until she was completely lost to this compulsion to fuck without end. This was their purpose, after all. Her body was meant to be filled by him, absorb his power and have his seed shoot deep until it took root. Nothing else mattered but fulfilling that primal need.
Nothing.
Chapter Twenty-Six
Gavra
Gavra was lost to the wild abandon of having his cock buried deep inside Assana for the second time. He was so lost he almost missed the moment when her psyche shifted, but with the mental link they now had, there was no mistaking that her need had become something different than he’d first seen in her aura when she’d arrived outside his prison.
At first, he’d observed her flickering aura with concern, realizing that she was on the edge of losing control. He was wary, but wanted her too much to care. Not that there was much he could have done, being locked in a cage. Silas was the only one who could control her, and he was nowhere in sight.
He’d only stepped away from her when she’d drifted into his space to give her a moment to regain control. When she didn’t … Sweet Mother, when she’d bound him to his bed, nothing mattered after that but letting her have her way with him.
Her beautiful blue eyes were fierce, churning pools now, her hips rocking atop him with a swift rhythm. She’d climaxed twice and he’d greedily soaked up every delicious ounce of her potent energy, and now she seemed intent on giving him more.
But she was clearly after much more than a physical release, and the moments after she melded him, he realized what he was in for and knew without a doubt that it was too soon. Not that he didn’t desperately want the same thing, but they simply didn’t have time for it … not when Nyx’s soldiers—his prison guards—could return at any moment, or even Nyx herself. He couldn’t let any of them see Assana inside this cage with him, fucking him … melded with him.
His attention and worry wavered when her tight sheath gripped him, sliding up and down along his aching cock. So perfect. Sweet Mother, he could fuck her for ages, certainly long enough to give her what she desired, but in her primal state she seemed to have forgotten the crucial detail … She may have been prepared to fuck him until he impregnated her, but it would never happen until he marked her.
That singular desire was what drove her now; he could see it in the way her aura flared with her soul-deep need to become a mother. And oh, how he wanted to fulfill that desire for her, so much that it hurt him to yell for her to stop.
“Assana! You have to leave me! For fuck’s sake, your mother can’t find us like this. We’ll never get through to her if she knows we are Fated.”
She shook her antlered head, bending down and biting his throat with sharp nips as her pussy continued to grind atop his cock in maddeningly delicious strokes. He groaned as she pulled another orgasm from him, his hands fisting in their bonds while his body bucked and twisted beneath her.
This might be any dragon’s wet fantasy, to be tied up and at the mercy of a cock-starved nymph. In any other universe, he’d have happily lain here forever letting her ride him, but in this universe, there was too much at stake.
When he caught his breath again, he tried to get through to her, but that wild look in her eyes didn’t change and his cock for some crazy reason seemed to be on her side.
Again she rode him like a wild thing, intent on pushing him to climax. Her beautiful naked body, larger and stronger in its primal state, was slick and glistening with sweat. Again, he worried whether his own sanity might be slipping with the surge of yet another orgasm pulled from him in waves of ecstasy.
Her skin paled, but she showed no sign of stopping. Her aura flickered, growing weak, but she kept on. When his mind cleared from another haze of pleasure, he stared in alarm as she still refused to stop.
Realizing he had to do something, he began to yell, no longer caring who heard, only knowing that she was in danger if he didn’t get her to stop soon.
“Silas!” he bellowed, hoping by now that the ursa would be finished and nearby. He called out several times then stopped for breath, staring up at Assana and marveling at her energy and her intense beauty with her wild hair and gleaming antlers. Sweat trickled between her breasts, her blue-green nymphaea skin glistening.
“Assana, as much as I want to fuck you forever, my seed won’t take root until I mark you. You need to stop. Rest.”
“Need you more,” she panted. “Need your baby.”
“I know,” Gavra said. “I want to give it to you, but it can’t happen yet and you know it. Please come to your senses. Get control …” He cursed to himself, knowing it was a futile argument once her primal nature was in control and her pleasure drove her. Nothing would work until she had a baby in her.
But maybe something would help …
“Silas!” he yelled at the top of his lungs again.
“Gavra!” a distant voice called back. Gavra let out a curse and a silent thank you.
Pounding footsteps approached and he craned his head in their direction.
“Help me get through to her,” Gavra said when Silas stopped outside his cage and stared in shock.
Atop him, Assana moaned. “Silas, I need you,” she said. “Need your seed inside me. Need you to fuck me too.”
“What the actual fuck? Now?”
“No! Not fucking now. I need you to get into her head. You’re melded with her, right? Get her to stop, get her out of here before they find her with me.”
“What? I don’t have a key …”
“She has to drift out, but she’s completely fucking lost to her primal nature. She needs you. I’ll tell you what happened after you get her out!”
“Right,” Silas said, gripping the bars and closing his eyes.
A second later there was a third presence sharing the space of Assana’s consciousness with Gavra, and it was nothing like he expected.
The feral power of Assana’s soul was wrapped in the embrace of a stolid, calm figure with roots deeply embedded into the earth. Silas’s consciousness exuded cool, quenching comfort from the raging need that had flooded them both, and even Gavra’s potent lust subsided.
In his mind, he heard Silas croon softly to Assana.
“Settle yourself, my love. We’ll make babies soon enough. Now is not the time.”
Behind him, Gavra heard the creak and crack of splitting wood and pulled himself out of the internal mental drama occurring inside their shared consciousness. He looked back at the walls of his cage where Silas had ripped i
t open and now reached inside.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Silas
Silas pushed his way through the split matrix of the roots that made up the lattice of Gavra’s cage, frantic to get to Assana and barely aware of the surge of power that he’d used to break into the confines of the dragon’s prison.
All that mattered was calming her crazed mind, but when he reached her, the combined scents of her and Gavra’s essences nearly overwhelmed him. He paused and shook his head, his body heating with desire and his cock stiffening. He was stark naked, having left his clothing behind in the Diviner’s cave the moment his link to Assana through their melded minds had broadcast her frenzied state.
He’d known something was wrong and hadn’t bothered to dress before tearing out of the cave and down the path, drawn in her direction by their connection. When he’d found her inside Gavra’s cage astride the dragon’s bound body, he hadn’t known what to think until he heard Gavra’s frantic shouts for help.
Now he forced himself to focus through the haze of lust and climbed onto the bed behind Assana. He wrapped his arms around her and pressed his mouth to her ear.
“Baby, I’ve got you.”
“Get her the fuck away from me, Silas. Now.”
Assana resisted his pull, instead sliding off Gavra’s cock and bending over, pressing her chest against the dragon’s torso. She looked over her shoulder at Silas.
“Your turn,” she said, tilting her hips higher so her sodden pussy opened for him. Her bright pink folds dripped with creamy fluid that made his mouth water from the scent. She was filled with Gavra’s essence, and it was all Silas could do not to bend down and have a taste.
His brows drew together. But why shouldn’t he? The surest way to ease her need was to service her through it. That was what he did best, after all.
“Silas …” Gavra warned. “You need to get her out of here.”
“No … this will work,” Silas said.
“The guards, her mother …”
“They’re nowhere near. The Diviner told me Nyx’s secrets. We have time.” Not a lot of time, but enough, he hoped. Enough for him to take care of Assana, and maybe even fulfill her mother’s wishes in the process.
His entire body flushed hotly with desire and the promise of the pleasure he was about to take. First, he needed to taste that delicious cream that flowed from Assana’s channel. The essence of his two lovers mixed … Ambrosia.
He placed both hands on her ass and bent his head, extended his tongue, and started at the apex of the crease of her ass, then slid down. He groaned when his tongue reached the well of delicious essence that coated her velvet folds. The spice of Gavra’s spunk hit his tongue first, then Assana’s sweeter tang.
He lost himself, tonguing her and tasting her, devouring her sweet pussy until she panted and bucked back into him.
“Fuck me! Please, fuck me!” she begged.
His mind rejected her plea out of habit until he remembered that was precisely what he was supposed to do—what her mother had decreed they do today. The best part was that his worry about completing a third melding without Gavra no longer mattered. The dragon was right here with them.
He was going to fuck her. The awareness of that fact made his head spin even more than the taste of his lovers’ essence on his tongue.
“Silas, we don’t have all day.”
Gavra’s impatient tone made him look up to meet the other man’s gaze. Assana’s antlers bracketed Gavra’s face, her head buried in the crook of the dragon’s shoulders and her black hair tangled with Gavra’s sweat-soaked red tendrils.
“I know. I just … I’ve never done this before.”
Gavra chuckled. “It isn’t complicated, man. She needs you, but you might want to make sure you’re ready to meld us both. I’m in her head now too.”
“She melded you? How deep?”
“Deeper than you’ve gone yet. It was like she opened up and swallowed me whole when it happened. I sensed your melding when she let me in at first, but she’s been at it for hours and every time we climax, we go a little deeper.”
Before him, Assana groaned, her backside flexing beneath his hands, causing her tight opening to clench and release.
“Need you, Silas,” she whined, her entire body quivering like she was in pain.
“Sweet Mother, will you fuck her?” Gavra said.
Silas slid his hands down her ass, his mouth going dry as he used his thumbs to tease at her folds and spread her open. Her beautiful slick pussy beckoned, clenching again as he stroked her. The bud of her clit was hard and thick and he grazed a finger over it, enjoying the soft whimper she made in response.
He gripped his cock in one hand and scooted closer, his knees nudging against the insides of Gavra’s spread thighs. The dragon bent his knees to give Silas more room, but otherwise held still, and Silas realized then that Gavra’s wrists were bound by thick vines extending from the walls of his cage. He should’ve broken those too, but now all he needed to focus on was the ripe, juicy pussy in front of him, begging to be fucked.
“She needs it hard … rough …”
“No,” Silas said. “Not from me, she doesn’t.”
He pressed his tip to her entrance, his head buzzing with the exquisite sensation. As he slipped in, she seemed to swallow him up and he gasped at the tight, hot friction, so much more mind-blowing than he’d ever imagined it could be.
Gaia, he wanted to fuck her hard, but controlled his reflexes, resting his hands on Gavra’s bent knees while he sank into Assana’s pussy and stopped to get his bearings. She let out a long, sensuous moan and her muscles tightened hard around him.
“Fuck,” he said, closing his eyes and struggling to acclimate to the pleasure. He slowly pulled out again and sank back in. She let out another sigh, relaxing a bit more, and the volatile charge of energy he’d felt beneath the surface of her skin flowed into him, tingling as it was transferred into his waiting well. She hadn’t even orgasmed yet and already he was absorbing the built-up power.
“You have a gift for that, don’t you?” Gavra said. “More than just an ursa male’s talent.”
“It’s a little new to me,” Silas said, concentrating fiercely on setting a slow, easy tempo with his hips as he began to fuck her.
“You sure you shouldn’t take her out of here and get her away from me? My presence sets her off like you wouldn’t believe.”
“No. It couldn’t wait and …” He let out a groan as her pussy tightened around his cock. Shaking his head, he smiled at Gavra. “And the Diviner suggested she’d be better off if we kept her balanced.”
“Balanced?”
“If she’s going to be with us both, she needs to find equilibrium. Now that she’s gone over the edge, we have to bring her back together.”
Gavra nodded and looked at his bound wrists. “Can you reach these?”
Silas’s cock throbbed deep inside Assana’s channel. He closed his eyes and forced himself to focus, then bent over her, stretching up to reach for Gavra’s bindings. The change in angle made her moan beneath him.
“Hold tight, Assana,” Gavra said. “We’ve got you.”
As Silas stretched his hands up and gripped the bindings of one wrist, he paused, suddenly acutely aware of the perfect intimacy of the situation. His face was inches from Gavra’s, whose red eyes were wild with a combination of pleasure and worry. Up close, he could make out Assana’s profile through the tangled veil of her hair and he gently pulled the strands away to see her. His heart pounded at her flushed beauty, her half-lidded eyes still swirling with crazed lust. One of her moss-covered antlers had raked a red line down Gavra’s cheek and still rested against it, jabbing into his cheekbone hard enough to appear painful.
“No time for sweet words, Silas,” Gavra warned.
Shaking himself out of his tender reverie, h
e swiftly tore Gavra’s hands free, then yanked the additional vine from around the dragon’s neck before leaning back again. Assana’s naked back arched and she rose up on hands and knees to meet him as he sank deep and began fucking her once more.
His hands free now, Gavra took Assana’s face in them and kissed her, the action causing her to clench around Silas again. He closed his eyes, struggling like hell to keep a steady tempo and not give into his need to ram harder into her. The slow fucking seemed to calm her, lull her, while Gavra’s caresses kept her alert.
A moment later he felt the caress of a hand between his legs and Gavra’s palm cupped his balls. Silas groaned as the touch pulled away. He opened his eyes to see Gavra’s red gaze and his smile.
“Need to get you both there,” Gavra said. “Meld with her when you come. She’s already got you in her system, I take it.”
“Yeah … Gaia help me, but this is good,” he groaned as Assana pushed back into his hips, her own twisting with a needy rhythm. Gavra’s knuckles brushed his thrusting cock as the man started teasing lightly at Assana’s clit.
She let out a sharp cry, and within seconds her entire body arched, her pussy tightening and spasming around Silas.
He closed his eyes and focused, letting the sudden, glorious surge of his climax propel his consciousness into Assana’s mind. She seemed to welcome him and he immediately delved deep, searching for signs of the dragon in her mind. He spiraled down deeper and deeper, past the point of their second melding the night before and the secret desires he’d discovered in Assana’s deeper consciousness.
With a plummeting rush like falling off a cliff, he plunged into her psyche, crashing through the final barrier into wild, swirling power of her deepest mind.