Claiming Two Dragons

by Ariel Marie

  Dymme ground her pussy against Pilar’s lips in a steady rhythm. She could sense that she was close to reaching her climax. Pilar could spend hours playing with Dymme’s pussy. She’d done it before, and right now, she was in love with the way her mate was riding her face.

  “Yes, Pilar. Suck my clit deeper, my little mate. Take it all,” Dymme groaned as her body shifted.

  Dymme bent over and ran her fingers over Pilar’s clit. She moaned as Nitheo’s thrusts became frantic. Grunts, moans, and cries of ecstasy filled the air as the three of them found pleasure in each other.

  Pilar hummed and shook her head as she felt Dymme’s talented fingers begin to flick her clitoris faster. Her muscles began to tighten from the sensations. She refused to let up on Dymme’s pussy. She thrust her tongue deeper inside her folds, licking all the sweetness that dripped out and onto her tongue.

  Her fangs descended from her gums. She wanted to bite Dymme’s supple thigh, but she resisted. Instead, she nipped her clit, sending a shudder through her body as she screamed. Her hips clamped down on Pilar’s head as she fell apart.

  Pilar gripped Dymme’s thighs as her own orgasm slammed into her. She cried out, riding the waves as Nitheo roared his release. He gripped her thighs as he thrust one last time, and sent his release deep within her. They gripped each other as they all rode the waves of their orgasms together.

  As a triad should.

  Dymme’s body fell to the side as she laid on the bed alongside Pilar, allowing Pilar’s eyes to meet Nitheo’s.

  “I hope you two are up for an all-nighter,” he growled. From the glint in his eyes, Pilar knew that his beast was just below the surface. It called to hers, and she felt hers roar in her chest.

  She felt his cock grow stiff again. He pulled it from her and she instantly missed the feeling of it, but she knew that it was Dymme’s turn. Their dragons would fuck all night, needing to learn each other. By morning, they would sleep, and then wake to do it all over again. They could spend days learning each other’s bodies.

  “We’ll always be ready for you,” Dymme murmured as she rolled over in the bed and straddled Pilar. Pilar smiled up at her mate, knowing Dymme was presenting herself to their mate for him to take her.

  “You two are fucking perfect. Fate sure knew what the fuck she was doing in bringing the three of us together.” His voice grew deeper, ending in a growl.

  Oh yes. His dragon was close.

  “We’ve been waiting for you, Nitheo. I knew immediately when you arrived in town. We just had to locate you,” Pilar admitted, staring into Dymme’s eyes. If ever she was happy to have psychic abilities, it was now.

  “We thought it would just be the two of us until we could find you, but little Pilar here is fucking amazing. Her pussy and her ability is magical.” Dymme smiled at her as she held herself over Pilar.

  Dymme slammed her mouth onto Pilar’s. Pilar wrapped her arms around Dymme’s neck, thrusting her beaded nipples against Dymme’s. She loved feeling their breasts rubbing against each other. Just the feel of Dymme’s soft breasts and hard nipples meeting hers, excited her.

  Her lips captured Dymme’s cry as Nitheo buried his cock deep within her. Pilar reached her arms down and grasped Dymme’s plump ass, pulling her cheeks apart to allow Nitheo to go deeper. She wanted to ensure that Dymme experienced the full effect of Nitheo’s cock. It was thick and delicious.

  Dymme’s lips captured hers again, thrusting her tongue deep inside of her mouth. She met her mate’s tongue as their bodies moved along with the rhythm of Nitheo’s thrusts as he took Dymme hard.

  “I love watching him take you,” Pilar murmured against Dymme’s lips. She nipped her bottom lip before soothing it with her tongue. She didn’t mind being left out at the moment. She knew that both of her mates would be ensuring that she was well taken care of. Right now, her focus was on them.

  “Same here,” Dymme groaned against her lips. Her eyes rolled back in her head, as if Nitheo’s cock hit her special spot. Pilar knew that look. She had been the cause of it with Dymme’s toys, but now they had their mate’s cock to use.

  Pilar, being the giving lover that she was, released one of Dymme’s cheeks, wanting to rub her mate’s clit. She wanted to hear her mate call out her name. Her pussy pulsed with the thought of taking her mate together with Nitheo and making her come apart between them.

  Her fingers found their target. Dymme’s cunt was hot and slick. She released her mate’s mouth and captured one of her large breasts in her mouth, as she focused on Dymme’s swollen bud. It begged for attention, and Pilar made sure she pinched and flicked it just as Dymme loved. She let loose a groan, loving the taste of Dymme’s skin. She sucked the breast deep into her mouth, running her tongue along the taut nipple.

  “Yes, mates. Take me. Fuck. Me.” Dymme threw her head back and screamed as her body trembled. Pilar gripped her mate’s hips in her hands as Nitheo slammed into her. Dymme’s cry turned into a moan, as Pilar forced her to take Nitheo’s cock. “Pilar!”

  “Don’t run from him,” Pilar breathed against Dymme’s breast as she watched her mate fall apart. It was the most beautiful sight. Dymme’s head thrown back, allowing her breasts to sway in front of Pilar’s eyes as their mate fucked her from behind.

  Nitheo roared, shaking the room as he climaxed again. Pilar wished she could see Nitheo’s face as he filled their mate with his seed. Dymme’s eyes glanced down at Pilar with nothing but love in them. Pilar smiled at her mate as she came down from her orgasm.

  They had finally completed their triad. Dymme’s body settled and covered hers. She brought her mate’s head to her breast and held her close as her breaths came fast. Pilar brushed Dymme’s hair from her face so that she could see her. There was nothing but contentment on Dymme’s face.

  Pilar watched as Nitheo climbed into the bed with them. He pulled them to him as he lay against the plush pillows, and wrapped them in his strong arms.

  Pilar knew that she was in love with her mates. There was no doubt now that they were together.

  “Rest for now, mates,” Nitheo grunted, his breaths coming as hard as Dymme’s. Pilar loved the feeling of his hardened body alongside hers, while Dymme’s soft one settled on top of her. “We have much to talk about in the morning, but tonight, I’m going to feast on you too. For now, rest.”

  She smiled at Nitheo’s words. She knew that after they had their quick nap, they would be awakened by their mate’s thick, ready cock.

  She couldn’t think of a better place to be right now. Her eyes began to flutter closed as she let sleep claim her.

  Chapter Eight

  Nitheo began to awaken. His eyes were shut, but something was trying to gain his attention. After a night full of lovemaking with his mates, his mind was just a little groggy.

  A set of lips encircled the head of his cock and his eyes slowly opened. He was met with the beautiful sight of Pilar swallowing his cock. His lips tilted up in a smile as he watched his two mates working together to suck him off.

  Pilar and Dymme.

  His entire world. His future.

  They had yet to realize that he was awake and watching them fawn over his cock. He was fine with them taking his body and using it as they so desired. Fate had definitely picked out the perfect mates for him. Their sexual appetites matched his. He would have thought that he had worn them out. After he let them nap for an hour, he had woken them both up.

  He couldn’t stay away from them. Their bodies were perfect for him. Each of their pussies were designed for his oversized cock. Every time he entered their pussies, both stretched perfectly and gripped him once he slid in.

  They were destined to be together.

  There were no other words for it.

  He watched as Dymme pulled Pilar’s hair from her face as she whispered to her, encouraging her to swallow more of him. It was a fucking turn on to watch his mates hover over his cock.

  “And here I thought I would have had to wake you,” he murmured. Their
eyes flew to his, but Pilar continued to suck him off. He watched as her head moved up and down as she consumed his length. He bit back a groan as she swirled her tongue around the mushroom tip, before sucking him deep within her hot little mouth.

  Dymme crawled up to his side with a devious smile on her lips.

  “Morning, love,” she whispered before covering his mouth with hers. He opened his mouth and kissed her back. He knew that between the two women, she was the more dominant one, but her dragon still submitted to his. He loved how she took control of Pilar and her body.

  He reached up and cupped her head as she angled it to deepen the kiss. He took over, sliding his tongue into her mouth to duel with hers.

  “Morning,” he said, pulling back from her. Her eyes held a love for him that he knew was reciprocated in his. Years, he had searched for his mates, and one trip to this small town presented them to him almost packaged with a bow on their naked bodies. “Give me that pretty pussy to feast on. I want to taste all of you.”

  There was no other way he would want to wake up but to have his cock in one mate’s mouth, while the other mate rode his face.

  Dymme didn’t hesitate as she straddled his face. She gripped onto the headboard as she waited. He spread her pink folds and found her pussy drenched.

  It was the perfect fucking breakfast.

  He swiped her pussy with his tongue, drawing a moan from her. His tongue tasted all of her sweet juices as he feasted on her. Her clit was swollen from need. He loved that after all their hours of lovemaking, she was ready and willing.

  Pilar continued her assault on his cock. Her hot little mouth swallowed him, the tip of his cock hitting the back of her throat with each bob of her head. Her small hands slid along his length as she worked him. His balls drew up tight, his release was close. He filled his hands with Dymme’s plump ass as he held her to his mouth. He encircled her clit with his tongue. He didn’t take his eyes off of her as she rode his face.

  He was in fucking heaven.

  “Yes,” Dymme chanted as she rotated her hips and pressed her pussy farther down against his tongue.

  He felt Pilar pull off his cock, and a second later, she impaled herself onto his cock. Both girls groaned as they moved. He thrust his hips up, sending his cock further into Pilar. She lifted herself up before falling back down onto him, hard.

  The little minx was not letting up. She kept slamming herself down onto him repeatedly.

  “Nitheo,” Dymme growled as her juices poured out of her cunt and spread onto his face. He loved lapping up her juices as she screamed.

  “Dymme!” Pilar called out as she rode him. Dymme moved from his face and headed toward Pilar.

  “I’m right here, mate. Take his cock deep,” Dymme encouraged. She slid her fingers into Pilar’s folds, flicking her clit.

  “Yes,” he grunted, his hands digging into Pilar’s hips as she rode him. He watched as Dymme slammed her lips onto Pilar’s to capture her scream. He let loose a roar as his seed shot out of him. He kept thrusting, filling Pilar with his warm release.

  His beast wanted to ensure that they impregnated the girls and bond them to him in the way of securing their future. Pilar’s greedy pussy milked his release.

  His breaths came fast as Pilar’s body fell against his, with his cock still buried deep within her. He gathered her to his chest, laying a small kiss on the center of her sweat drenched forehead. He opened his arm for his other mate, who quickly snuggled to his side. He growled and pulled her close, gripping her ass in his hand.

  These were his women. Together, they would face the future. No dragon curses for them. They were a few of the lucky ones to find each other, and Nitheo would be damned if they succumbed to the curse.

  They would need to officially mate soon.

  Pilar’s soft body slid off his, capturing his attention. His cock lay spent for now. Nitheo knew within a matter of time, it would awaken for his mates.

  “You girls belong to me,” he murmured. They both turned their faces to him to offer their lips.

  “And you belong to us,” Pilar whispered against his lips. He growled as he thrust his tongue deep inside her mouth. He snatched his face back from hers to turn to Dymme’s waiting lips.

  “Yes, Nitheo. Forever, we will be at your side.” Dymme nipped at his lips.

  “Just what I wanted to hear.”

  Chapter Nine

  Dymme’s dragon coasted through the bright skies alongside her mates. It was a joyous morning. Today, they would officially bind themselves in the age-old ritual of a dragon mating.

  Nitheo had made the arrangements for the high priestess to mate them. He had heard of another triad recently rushing to be mated by the high priest because one of the dragons was close to succumbing to the curse, but her mates were able to save her in time.

  “We’re not that far away,” Nitheo announced, using their mental link that had finally snapped into place. Being able to communicate telepathically was just another form of proof that they were destined mates.

  A large stone home that sat alone for miles around came into view. Dymme pushed her dragon farther, knowing this was the home of the high priest.

  “There it is.” Pilar’s soft voice appeared in her head.

  “I’m so excited. Let’s go get mated,” Dymme murmured as she and Pilar descended to the ground. Nitheo, being the protective dragon he was, made sure that the area was safe.

  Both girls finally shifted, leaving them naked. Dymme’s eyes went to Pilar’s figure. Her breath was easily taken away as she took in her mate’s perfect round breasts, small waist, and her bare mons pubis.

  Between those thighs was heaven.

  Dymme went to Pilar, wrapping her arm around her mate’s waist as they waited for Nitheo to land. Her hands slid down to Pilar’s ass to caress it as Nitheo’s dragon let loose a roar, announcing their arrival.

  Pilar giggled as she leaned her head on Dymme’s shoulder.

  “His animal is magnificent,” Pilar murmured as they both watched, amazed at the power their mate exhibited.

  “He is. He will be our protector, our lover, and the father of our future babes. He is the base of our triad,” Dymme murmured against her mate’s forehead. Nitheo, finally settled that it was safe, began his transformation.

  “Future babes,” Pilar echoed, running her hand along Dymme’s soft belly. “Do you think either of us is pregnant yet?”

  Dymme’s eyes flashed to Pilar’s. She smiled as she leaned and covered her lips with hers. Just the thought of them carrying Nitheo’s babes together turned her on. She’d heard that sex while pregnant was enhanced due to their hormones.

  “I hope so. If not, we have plenty of time for him to plant his seed.”

  “What’s this you speak of? Whom am I planting my seed in?” Nitheo asked with a raised eyebrow as he reached them. He placed a gentle kiss upon both of their lips before taking their hands.

  “Both of us. We can’t wait to start our family,” Pilar said.

  Nitheo growled as he stopped and pulled them both to him. He gripped both of their chins and tilted them up to him. He took his time in kissing both of them thoroughly. Dymme’s knees grew weak as she leaned into him. She always had the same reaction to him, as she too leaned her body against his.

  “When we leave here, I’ll be taking both of you. Hard. I guarantee that my seed will take tonight,” he growled.

  Dymme bit her lip as her core pulsated with his words. She loved when he lost control during lovemaking. Being a dragon shifter, her body would heal easily. But just thinking of him pounding into her, had her sex growing slick with Nitheo’s promise.

  “Let’s go get mated before I drop to my knees in front of you now,” Dymme murmured playfully. Nitheo’s eyes darkened at her joke. She glanced down and found his cock jutting out and ready. She licked her lips, but he pulled them along.

  Pilar’s laugh filled the air as they made their way to the house.

  “I wonder if the priest
will care that we’re naked,” Pilar chuckled.

  “I’m sure we’re not the first dragons to arrive naked. Everyone knows that clothes don’t survive a shifting,” Nitheo replied, jogging up the stairs.

  “But I doubt he’s used to dragons arriving at his door with a full blown erection,” Dymme chuckled as she and Pilar stood behind him. Their eyes connected and they fell into a pool of laughter as Nitheo tried to push his cock down.

  Their laughter fell quiet as he turned to them with a predatory glint in his eyes.

  Oh, they would pay for laughing at him.

  Dymme grabbed Pilar’s hand. She wouldn’t want to face Nitheo’s punishment with any other female. She knew his punishment would be in the form of her screaming while coming on his cock.

  She was actually looking forward to it.

  He turned and knocked on the large wooden door. The sounds of someone making their way to the door filled the air.

  Dymme pulled Pilar into the crook of her arm. They shared a glance and a small kiss as they waited.

  Soon, the three of them would be mated for all eternity.

  The door opened, revealing the priest. He smiled and greeted them as if he was used to people showing up naked at his door.

  “Nitheo, Dymme, and Pilar. Please, come in. Let’s get you three mated.”

  Nitheo turned to them and waved them through the door first. Dymme breathed a small sigh of relief that her and her mates were able to avoid the dragon curse. She stepped through the door, ready to officially claim her two dragons.

  Epilogue

  Six months later

  Pilar smiled as she walked to where Dymme lay perched on a chaise in their secret garden. Ever since mating, they had both moved into Nitheo’s home. His home had been prepared for the arrival of his two mates. It was a large home built into the side of a mountain that was large enough for a triad. The three of them were passionately in love, and happy.

  Time had flown by since they’d officially mated each other. Pilar couldn’t remember ever being as happy as she was.