by Lora Leigh
“Watch,” Drago growled when she would have closed her eyes.
Her eyes opened, following his gaze to where Lasan was lowered between her thighs. She watched his head dip, his tongue extend. His eyes locked on hers, green, brilliant to match the green bolts of energy slowly caressing the rest of her body.
“Oh, gods,” she whimpered as his tongue touched her clit. It was swollen, pulsing, screaming out for relief.
Around and around it went. Not really touching the sensitive nubbin, but the pressure from the flesh around it was driving her crazy.
“Your taste pleases him, Brianna,” Drago whispered at her ear. “Soft and sweet. Delicate.”
She couldn’t halt the trembling cry that breathed past her lips. Her body shook with pleasure. From her breasts to her toes she was flayed with the most amazing sensations.
Soft caresses resulted from the energy edging over her, whisper soft, the tiny trails alternately soothed and aroused as Lasan’s tongue tortured and tormented her with fiery pleasure.
“Drago. Drago, please—” She tossed her head, turning to him, needing his kiss. Needing something, anything to ease the raging hunger consuming her.
Flickers of heated warmth began to travel around her body as the curling swirls of energy continued their journey. Like stroking fingers of sensual fire, they scoured over her flesh, making her arch, then whimper in rising passion.
Lasan’s tongue flickered over her clit, causing her hips to jerk, her mouth to reach desperately for Drago, attacking the heaving muscles of his chest. He groaned, his hands tangling in her hair now as her tongue licked, tasted, her teeth raked. His body rose slowly, and she could do no more than follow the path the hands in her hair guided her on.
As her lips wandered desperately over the taut planes of his stomach, Lasan’s mouth covered her aching clit and began a soft, seductive suckling that had her thighs tightening, the pleasure building to an unbearable level.
“Easy, Brianna.” Drago’s voice was rough as her cheek brushed the thick, steel hard length of his cock. “Listen to me now, Bri. I want you to open your mouth, beloved. Take me into your mouth and suck on my cock. As you do so, the energy stroking you so lovingly will prepare you further. Do this, Bri. Do this now.” His voice became desperate as he moved back, aligned his cock with her lips and slowly pressed forward.
Brianna was aware instantly of two things simultaneously. The length and thickness of Drago’s cock was more than she could have imagined. Her lips wrapped over it, her tongue stroked and Drago’s harsh, male cry filled the room. Then the energy stroking her began to probe. Her eyes flared open, rising to stare up at the lover whose cock she stroked within her mouth. He watched her, his blue eyes nearly black now.
“It will prepare you, Brianna. Allow the energy to prepare you, beloved.”
Lasan’s tongue moved lower as the hands beneath her buttocks lifted her. It plunged heatedly into her vagina. At the same time, the energy stroked seductively through the crease of her ass, probing, tingling, warming the little hole closed so tightly to it.
“It cannot hurt you, Bri,” he promised her darkly. “Give it leave to enter you, my love. Allow it to prepare you for my cock, Brianna. For soon I will breach that very channel in a pleasure that will consume us all.”
Lasan’s tongue plunged home again, the energy pressed, stroked, then slid heatedly into the tight passage of her anus. Brianna screamed in pleasure around the cock stroking past her lips. She would have fought a painful invasion, would have fought the fear and unfamiliarity of the entrance had it not seared her with sensations so extreme she had to fight for breath. It probed deep, stroked in counterpoint to Lasan’s tongue, then began to stretch her passage, warming it, lashing it with agonizing pleasure.
“Yes, Bri,” Drago cried out. “Yes, allow it to prepare you.”
She didn’t know where to move. To thrust harder against the tongue eating hungrily at her cunt or to try to move to force the curling energy to fill her more fully. She was being stretched, moistened, prepared. She could feel it, sense it.
“Now,” Lasan bit out as he pulled back from her aching, dripping pussy. “I can wait no longer, Drago.”
But Drago seemed beyond hearing. He was pushing his cock harder into her mouth, groaning with a passion that sounded closer to pain, urging her to suckle his erection harder, deeper, ever more. The pulsing flares of heat in her anus were growing firmer, the stretching sensation easing, pulsing, opening her further as Lasan rose between her thighs.
With a frustrated cry, Drago dragged his throbbing cock from her mouth, easing her down despite her desperate bid to enclose the erection with her lips once again. His mouth covered hers instead, his tongue driving deep as she felt the broad, hard head of Lasan’s cock enter her aching cunt.
At first, she knew only the heat and hardness stretching her tender entrance, then her breath caught in her throat, her hands clenched at Drago’s shoulders and she felt Lasan plunge forcefully past the small barrier of her virginity. There was only the slightest pain, then heat, a stretching fullness that had her gasping, the muscles of her cunt clenching, holding the invader tight, milking the hard flesh desperately as she felt an explosion of impending ecstasy begin to build in her body.
Her body shook in the grip of the lust filling her, quaking through her with the force of a thousand shock waves. She felt her own power build, washing over her body, easing her further, driving her needs higher.
“Now, Brianna,” Drago cried out as he moved away from her. “Now, beloved, you see the pleasure and the power to come.”
Brilliance glittered around them. Blue, green and a violet aura surrounded all their bodies as Drago helped lift her. Lasan kept his cock firmly implanted in her vagina, she was held close as Lasan lay back on the bed and drew her to his chest. His lips took hers immediately. His tongue plunged past her lips as he thrust his erection deeper, harder inside her. Her nails bit into his skin. Gods, how was she supposed to endure such pleasure?
Drago was behind her now. She felt his fingers glance the thick moisture that his energy had spread through her anus. She opened easily around his fingers. He groaned her name, moved closer. She felt the head of his cock inserting itself into the prepared entrance. Thick and hot, the broad head pressed against the rear entrance as fiery fingers of sensation tore through her body.
“Binding heart. Whispered soul,” he called out to her. “Magick and strength, power and might. Heart to hearts, soul to souls. Bind forever, to create the whole.”
Brianna screamed as his cock slid firmly, smoothly to the hilt up her ass. Lava-hot pleasure erupted through her body, magick flared from her, from them. Then they were moving in perfect accord. One out, one in, thrusting hard and deep as their moans filled the air.
Lasan held her close to his chest, his lips at her temple as his cock filled her, thrusting heavily inside her vagina.
“So tight,” he groaned with aching gentleness. “Hot and tight, Brianna. Your body milks me, beloved, until I want nothing more than to fill you with my energy, my seed.”
His words drove her higher, as did Drago’s.
“Tight—”
“Hot—”
“Yes, beloved, take all of me—”
They drove her to the brink over and over again, and yet refused to allow her to tumble into that final chasm of agonized ecstasy. Their hands held her secure, their bodies covered her, surrounded her, their cocks, so thick and hot, filled her, stroking desperately inside vagina and anus until the rocketing sensations threatened to tear her asunder.
From deep within her Brianna felt the power of her explosion building. She broke away from Lasan’s kiss, her head tossing as Drago bent over her, both cocks filling her, possessing her. She was stretched, filled, pleasured as she never thought possible. She gasped for breath as her clit began to tingle. Energy circled it, suckled it, much as Lasan had. She felt the same sensation at her nipples, heated warmth drawing on her, mimicking the flickers of a w
arm, moist tongue as Lasan and Drago fucked hard and deep inside her body.
She was pulsating pleasure. From head to toe, the bone tightening ecstasy began to fill her, pump harshly through her veins, shred past muscle and cell until the conflagration began to erupt.
She would die, but she would willingly step into Death’s arms as her body began to jerk, explode, and showers of exquisite heated release began to erupt around her. Above her, Drago cried out her name. Below her, Lasan gripped her hips, pounded harder inside her gripping, tightening cunt, and began to cry out as well. She felt the fierce, hot ejaculation of their seed into her body.
The pulse and throb of their cocks and the climactic explosion of her own orgasm as it ripped through her, poured out not just her release, but her magick, just as Drago and Lasan’s magick poured into her as well. The spine tingling orgasm of rich fluids and soul-deep energy was like nothing Brianna could have imagined existed. It heated the air with its power. Poured over them, into them, surging through their bodies like a tidal wave of epic proportions.
When it was over, Brianna collapsed against Lasan’s heaving chest as Drago fell to their sides. Lasan turned, cradling her, wedging her against his brother as two more arms went around her. The filling in a Wizard sandwich, she thought wearily before exhaustion, mental and physical, drew her into a deep, satisfied sleep.
Chapter Sixteen
Brianna awoke bathed in warmth from head to toe. She was tucked beneath the blankets of the bed, lying on her side, Lasan cushioning her back, Drago doing amazing things to her front. His lips feathered over her neck as her head fell back to the chest behind her. His rough, sexy growl of arousal fired her blood as quickly as the heat of his lips fired her flesh.
“Are you awake, Consort?” he asked her with an edge of sensual amusement a second before his mouth moved greedily to her breast.
“Were I not, then I soon would be,” she panted, her hand going to his hair to hold him there as his tongue raked her sensitive nipple.
The blankets were pushed away from their bodies, but Brianna had no need to worry about the chill of the early morning air or lack of fire in the fireplace to warm her. Drago and Lasan carried their own heat. A heat that threatened to burn her beyond anything she could have imagined.
She moaned beseechingly as Drago lapped at her nipples, then suckled one into his mouth with lazy sensuality. He looked up at her, his black hair tousled and falling over his brow in a rakish manner. His blue eyes were bold, glowing with his arousal, lit with his devotion. Devotion she could feel sinking into her soul. She was right. They had stolen a part of her, but they had replaced it with a part of themselves.
“Do we pleasure you, Consort?” Lasan asked her lazily as he stirred behind her.
His hands stroked over her buttocks, then below with lazy purpose. As she held Drago tighter to her breast, crying out at the greedy suction of his mouth, she felt two fingers sink slowly into her heated cunt.
“Yes,” she cried out, her breath rushing from her chest as lightning strokes of pleasure lashed at her vagina.
As his fingers fucked into her slow and easy, Lasan began to place sleepy kisses on her shoulder as he gently pushed her hair to the side. His lips moved with drowsy sensuality over her flesh until they met her neck. There his tongue licked, his mouth suckled lightly, and he created a firestorm inside her that had her crying out in need.
They were a sexual intoxicant to a woman’s tender passions. Each stroke of their firm hands and determined lips only drove her higher. Their heated words and husky sighs stroked the lustful blaze inside her cunt into an inferno there was no hope of controlling. As she screamed out her need to them, Lasan lifted her leg and Drago’s cock pressed against the moist lips of her inflamed cunt. He sank in with a groan. Brianna could do naught but cry out again as she felt the steely erection separate the muscles of her vagina, stretching her, filling her erotically as Lasan moved back, allowing Drago to lay her back on the bed.
“Put your legs around his hips,” Lasan encouraged her as his lips moved to her nipple. “Clasp him, Brianna. Make him drive deeper inside you.”
She did as he bid her, crying out as Drago’s cock seemed to sink deeper, filling her further. Her hips jerked at the powerful, forceful thrusts inside her cunt. Her legs tightened around him, the muscles of her vagina clutching at him, tightening as he withdrew, parting in heated welcome with his return.
Lasan moved to his knees, moving closer to her, his cock engorged and needy as he turned her head to him. Her mouth opened hungrily, enclosing the bulging head in her mouth as his body jerked against her in pleasure. His cock was hard and hot, pushing in and out of her mouth as his heated words encouraged her in her pleasure.
Husky male groans accompanied her own cries as the impending explosion of her orgasm began to build in her cunt. She could feel the tightening of her muscles, the agonizing ache of pleasure that only seemed to grow. She was flayed by sensations so intense she could only tremble beneath the onslaught and still, it stayed just out of reach.
“Easy, Brianna,” Drago groaned as he refused to allow her to crest that final wave. “In a moment, beloved.”
His hips were driving harder against her now. His cock, hard and throbbing filled her, retreated, tortured and drove her higher with each thrust. Finally, his thrusts increased, the heat and hardness of his erection filling her faster, stronger, striking a nerve center deep inside her vagina that began to set off the explosion building inside her.
When it hit, Brianna swore she had died. She lost all breath as the wellspring of incredible sensations, fire and lightning, heat and wonder seared her womb. Her stomach, her breasts, her very soul ignited as her orgasm rushed over her, spilling through her body. It released in a stunning outburst of energy, creating a violet haze that immediately flowed to Drago and Lasan, wrapping around them, sinking into them.
Drago cried out as her cunt tightened further about his thrusting cock. His hips drove his erection deep, hard, then his body tightened as his own release rushed over him. Brianna saw then the wonder of mating with Wizard Twins. Not just Drago, but Lasan as well exploded in climax. The hot blasts of seed spurting in her vagina, her mouth, overwhelmed her, poured over her, fed the inferno of her own orgasm. A rush of blue and green energy poured from them as strongly as their seed erupted from their cocks. Within seconds, Brianna felt that energy pouring through her, sinking into her, fusing with the well of power she carried inside her spirit.
She screamed out at the intensity of her ecstasy. Her body bucked, her hands clutched at each man as her body, her very being became overwhelmed with such searing, lava heat that she could only give herself to it and rejoice in it.
The Wizard Twins were hers now and hers alone. No longer, Brianna knew, would she protest the alliance they had demanded and ultimately surrendered to themselves.
The aftermath was silent. As Drago dragged his weary body back to her side, Lasan collapsed as well in the bed beside her. The blankets were hastily pulled over their cooling bodies as they tucked Brianna carefully between them.
Perhaps we have tamed the little spitfire, Drago’s thought was filled with satiated amusement. We will merely keep her worn from pleasure and all will go well.
Lasan opened his eyes to stare over Brianna’s head at his brother’s pleased expression. Why, he wondered, did he believe it would not be nearly as easy to tame their Consort? If indeed, there would be any taming done. From the evidence of their courtship of her, it would appear they were the ones in danger of being tamed.
You believe this? Lasan asked him carefully.
Aye. Drago stretched lazily and closed his eyes as a victorious smile shaped his lips. You will see, Lasan. She will be as tame now as that cat you possessed as a child. Draped over one of us constantly, concerned only with our pleasure—”
Drago slid slowly into sleep. Lasan sighed and stared down at the woman they held between them. Why did he believe it would not be nearly as easy as his brother ha
d convinced himself?
Chapter Seventeen
The Joining ceremony was performed that evening, and despite Brianna’s frantic fears that all would not be ready in time, it went smoothly and with a beauty she would have never expected.
She stood between Drago and Lasan within the great hall of her mother’s castle, silent and in awe before the Sentinel Priests and Matriarch Priestess. She had never seen such a unit before. Reclusive and more powerful than even Wizard Twins, the Sentinel Priests and Matriarch Priestess were the messengers of the gods.
The two priests stood tall and handsome, with long golden hair flowing to their shoulders, their eyes, one of gray, one of blue, watched her, Lasan and Drago with unmatched wisdom and fatherly affection. Between them, the priestess stood, gowned in rich amber and turquoise, her long black hair flowing to her hips.
No words were spoken, and the assembled guests stood in awe. None could remember a time when the Priests and Priestess had been seen.
“A millennia of separation has ended.” The two priests spoke as one now as Drago, Lasan, and Brianna knelt before them. “The power of our Sentinel Wizards and our devoted Matriarch Sorceress flow forth, binding Wizard and Sorceress together, binding magick and devotion, wisdom and truth. “ The Sentinel Priests and their Matriarch Priestess clasped hands.
They then created a circle as their free hand clasped the shoulder of Drago and Lasan.
“May the forces of our kind, our planet and our gods, return once again.”
Brianna gasped, but could not move. Energy moved swiftly, searingly through Drago, herself, then Lasan. It enfolded them, wrapped them together, bound them. She would have whimpered had she the strength, would have stood in awe as she felt herself become a spiritual part of the two men who held her heart had she not lost herself to the rapture of it.