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Rachel

K issing Zahraxis feels like coming home, a sensation of sinking into familiarity, comfort, and safety. My entire body hums with contentment when he tightens his hold on me, and I slide my arms up and around his neck. I'm still very aware of Finn's proximity, even with my eyes closed. His aura is a faintly buzzing caress against my skin as he moves a hand between me and Zahraxis to unfasten my shorts.

I let out a soft gasp when he slides his hand down over my pelvis and his fingers find my slick, pulsing clit. The surge of pleasure in me incites a groan from Zahraxis, who cups my ass through my shorts. After a brief squeeze, his hands slide back up, then down again, this time pushing my shorts off my hips entirely. I manage to shimmy halfway out of them, leaving them hanging around one ankle, then lift one knee and hook it around Zahraxis' hip.

"There we go," Finn murmurs, his strokes broadening and quickening over my hot flesh now that his hand has more freedom to move. I'm rocking against his touch, hovering at the very edge of climax and hoping he doesn't make me wait too long.

Zahraxis releases my mouth, panting against my shoulder. "Hurry," he says. When I look into his eyes, his pupils are narrow slits again, and his aura is a wild shimmer of hunger and arousal.

"Talk to me," I breathe. "Tell me what you want to do to me tonight."

His golden eyes flash with heat as he leans close to my ear, his voice a deep rumble that vibrates through my entire body.

"My Raelesha," he purrs, the ancient name rolling off his tongue like honey, the weight of it making me long to know what it means. "I want to worship every inch of your body until you're trembling. Until you forget every word but my name." He slides his hand possessively up my side. "Until the only thing anchoring you to this world is my touch. Because you anchor me , my Raelesha. My soul anchor."

He nips at my earlobe, his breath hot against my skin, his words going from my ear straight to my clit. "I want to taste your pleasure, to feel you shatter in my arms again and again until you can take no more." He cups one breast and he gently thumbs my nipple, the sensation only increasing my need.

"Please," I gasp, my hips rocking desperately against Finn's rapidly stroking fingertips. "Don't stop. Tell me more."

He growls low, tightening his grip. "My beautiful Raelesha. I'm going to spread you open and taste you until you scream. Then I'll bend you over and drive my cock into you deep and hard, claiming every part of you." His voice grows rougher, more primal. "I'll fill you completely, make you mine in every way possible. Let me feel you come apart for me, precious one. Show me how much you need me."

He lifts me up higher, and I sling the other leg around him as his long fingers stray farther down beneath my ass until the tips graze my wet opening. Finn adjusts quickly, finding my clit again and rubbing even faster.

The second Zahraxis probes my opening, pressing his thick fingertips against it, pleasure grips me hard and fast. I cry out, my core spasming. Clutching at his head I slam my mouth to his, and he greedily kisses me back, as if drinking in every last drop of the magic that flows into him from my orgasm.

Finn lets out a needy groan as my wetness coats his fingers, and the sounds of his stroking grow even lewder with the fluid coating his hand. I'm still soaring when Zahraxis breaks the kiss. Finn clutches the back of my head with his free hand and turns me toward him, capturing my mouth as he pushes several fingers deep inside me and fucks me with them, still stroking my clit with his thumb to draw out my climax as long as possible.

I ride the pleasure until I can't bear it any longer, though for the first time, I'm positive I can feel the connection between the three of us, and the distinct flow of energy from me into each of them—like a magical conduit links our very souls.

Finn seems to sense my waning need for contact, perhaps through the connection we share, and gently extracts his fingers. He starts to wipe his hand on his shorts when Zahraxis grabs his wrist.

"Do not dare waste such precious ambrosia." He draws Finn's hand to his mouth and encompasses the other man's glistening fingers between his lips.

Finn chuckles. "We aren't nymphaea, brother. We've already gleaned the best magic from her Nirvana."

"This is the icing on the cake," Zahraxis says after sliding his lips off Finn's fingers before sucking them back into his mouth again. Finn lets out a soft grunt of surprise, his arousal nudging hard against my bare hip.

Weak from the orgasm, I step back and fall into one of the nearby armchairs, leaning over to unfasten my boots and remove them, along with my socks and the rest of my clothing. The two of them are still locked together by Finn's fingers.

I’m only half-joking when I say, "Wasn't I enough for you both? Is this why dragons weren't supposed to share before?"

Finn chuckles, finally extracting his fingers from Zahraxis' mouth. "Trust me, you're more than enough. But dragons are greedy creatures." He extends his hand to help me up from the chair. "Speaking of which, we should get you cleaned up before round two. Care to show us where the shower is?"

I accept his hand, my legs still a bit shaky. "I haven't actually been in this cottage before, but they're all laid out similarly." I glance around, spotting the hallway. "Should be through there."

Zahraxis follows close behind as I lead them down the hall, his hand settling possessively on my lower back. The bathroom is indeed where I expected, and it's more luxurious than the dormitory facilities—a massive walk-in shower with multiple shower heads dominates one wall. It's clear the architects considered the potential for more than two people sharing a shower, or at least one large dragon.

"Perfect," Finn murmurs, reaching in to turn on the water. Steam quickly fills the space as he adjusts the temperature. "Ladies first?"

I step under the spray with a contented sigh, letting the hot water sluice over my skin. When I open my eyes, both men are watching me with identical hungry expressions. Neither has gotten off since our encounter on the mountain, and their rigid cocks betray just how much they need release.

"Are you going to join me, or just watch?" I ask, trailing my hands over my body to rinse away the sweat from our earlier activities.

Zahraxis moves first, stepping into the shower and pulling me against his chest. His skin is blazing hot compared to the water, and I can feel the ripple of scales trying to emerge just beneath the surface. His cock presses insistently against my stomach.

"Still struggling?" I ask softly, reaching up to touch his face.

He nods tersely. "The magic helps, but..." He trails off as Finn joins us, closing the glass door behind him.

"But it's not enough for a permanent fix," Finn finishes. "That's why we need the Court's help." He reaches for a bottle of shower gel, squeezing some into his palm. "For now, though, let us take care of you."

The first touch of his soapy hands on my shoulders is heaven, and when he digs his thumbs into my muscles, I melt. "That feels amazing."

Zahraxis watches intently as Finn moves his hands lower, then seems to catch on. He takes some of the soap himself and begins washing my front while Finn works on my back. Their touches start innocent enough, but soon become more purposeful, more intimate.

Finn slides his hands down to cup my ass, his fingers dipping between my thighs from behind. "Fuck, you're still dripping wet," he murmurs, probing gently. "We made quite a mess of you, didn't we?"

Zahraxis growls in approval, his hands moving to my breasts. When he rolls my nipples between his fingers, I arch back against Finn with a gasp.

The way they work in tandem leaves me breathless—Finn's thorough attention between my legs while Zahraxis lavishes attention on my breasts. When Finn's fingers curl inside me, Zahraxis captures my mouth in a searing kiss that makes my knees weak.

"Such a good girl," Finn murmurs against my neck. "You took both of us so well on the mountain." His fingers slide out of me, and he reaches around to rinse his hand in the spray. "Think you can handle us both again?"

Before I can answer, Zahraxis breaks our kiss to say something in his ancient language that makes Finn laugh.

"What did he say?" I ask breathlessly.

"He said if I don't hurry up and fuck you, he's going to lose his mind." Finn's hand slides back between my legs, this time focusing on my clit. "But I think we should make him wait. Show him how sweet torture can be."

Zahraxis growls, the sound vibrating through his chest where I'm pressed against him. His cock throbs against my stomach and his skin ripples with another wave of golden scales.

"Please," I whimper, caught between wanting to help Zahraxis and loving how Finn's fingers are working me closer to the edge. "I need you both."

"Soon," Finn promises, his skilled fingers never stopping their rhythm. "First, come for us again. Show him how much power you have to give."

Zahraxis' hands tighten on my breasts, his touch growing rougher as his control slips. The contrast of his demanding grip and Finn's measured strokes drives me wild. When Zahraxis bends to take one of my nipples in his mouth, the dual sensations push me over the edge.

My orgasm sends a fresh surge of magic into Zahraxis, and his eyes flash molten gold. Without warning, he lifts me up, my legs instinctively wrapping around his waist.

"Need you," he growls, pressing me back against Finn's chest. "Both of us. Now."

"Demanding, isn't he?" Finn chuckles against my ear, but his cock is rock hard where it presses against my ass. "What do you say, Rachel? Ready to take us both again?"

"God yes," I breathe, already aching to be filled.

Zahraxis shifts his grip, spreading me wider as Finn's hands settle on my hips. They work in perfect sync—Zahraxis pushing into my pussy while Finn lines himself up behind, waiting for Zahraxis to pull out again. The stretch when they enter me together is exquisite, drawing a long moan from my throat that echoes off the shower walls.

"Fuck," Finn groans, his fingers digging into my flesh. "So tight like this."

Zahraxis responds by capturing my mouth in a hungry kiss, his tongue plunging deep as they begin to move. Every thrust drives them deeper, filling me completely. Steam swirls around us as their movements grow more urgent, more demanding.

"Mine," Zahraxis growls against my mouth between kisses. "My precious treasure, taking us so deep." His words are punctuated by sharp thrusts that make me gasp. "You were made for this, made to take our cocks, to give us your power."

"She sure was," Finn agrees, his voice rougher than usual. "Fuck, Rachel, you feel amazing wrapped around us both. So wet, so eager for it." He nips at my shoulder, then soothes the spot with his tongue. "Want us to fill you up again? Make you come so hard you can't see straight?"

The combination of Zahraxis' formal possessiveness and Finn's raw desire drives me wild. I can only nod, too overwhelmed by sensation to form words.

"Need to feel you come," Finn groans, his thrusts growing harder. "Gonna make you come on our cocks, feed him all that sweet magic while we pump you full."

Zahraxis lets out a sound that's more dragon than human, his skin rippling with scales again. "Yes, give us everything. Let us feel your pleasure, precious one. Show us how good we make you feel."

Pressure builds inside me with every thrust, their cocks working in perfect rhythm now, the stretch of them both excruciatingly arousing. Steam swirls around us, but the heat of their bodies is even more intense. Zahraxis' chest rumbles with constant growls while Finn's breathless curses fill my ear.

"That's it," Finn pants, his fingers digging into my hips. "You're close, aren't you? I can feel your aura swelling. So much power."

"Please," I whimper, caught between them as the tension coils tighter. "I'm so close."

Zahraxis shifts his grip, changing the angle just enough that stars burst behind my eyes. His golden gaze locks with mine, burning with need. "Come for us, Raelesha."

The use of that ancient name combined with a particularly deep thrust sends me over the edge. I cry out as pleasure rips through me, my body clenching hard around them both. Magic surges between us, wild and potent.

Zahraxis roars, his release flooding into me as the magic hits him. Finn follows a heartbeat later with a string of curses, his hips jerking as he empties himself deep inside me.

For several long moments, we stay locked together, panting and trembling under the spray. Finally, Finn eases out of me with a groan, helping steady me as Zahraxis lets my feet touch the floor again.

My legs are shaky, but they both keep steady hands on me. The shower's still running hot, washing away the evidence of our passion even as I feel their combined release trickling down my thighs.

"You okay?" Finn asks softly, reaching for the soap again.

I nod, leaning back against his chest while he begins washing me again—more practically this time. "Better than okay. How's our golden boy doing?"

Zahraxis' eyes are heavy-lidded, satisfaction evident in his relaxed posture. The constant ripple of scales has subsided, though his skin still gleams with a faint metallic sheen. "The magic... it helps," he says, his voice rough but steady. "But I need more."

"You'll have more," I promise, reaching up to touch his face. "We have all night."

Finn hums in agreement, his hands gentle as he finishes cleaning me. "Let's dry off and get you two into bed."

Zahraxis runs his hand along the marble tile of the shower wall, something distant in his eyes. "It has been... a very long time since I've known such luxuries." He doesn't elaborate, but the shadow that crosses his face speaks volumes.

I reach for his hand, twining our fingers together and drawing him out of whatever dark memory has gripped him. His haunted eyes refocus on me, softening as Finn turns off the water.

We step out into the steam-filled bathroom, and Finn wraps me in a thick towel before grabbing one for himself. Zahraxis takes the third towel, but barely uses it, instead letting his elevated body heat dry him naturally.

"Which way to the bedroom?" Finn asks, running his towel over his hair.

I peek out into the hall. "Should be the last door."

The bedroom is spacious, with a king-sized bed that suddenly seems very inviting. My body is pleasantly tired, but I can feel the thrum of magic still coursing through me, ready to be shared. Now that I understand what it feels like to share it with a partner, I recognize it for what it is. It isn't just arousal; it's as if my arousal is a beacon for something more, drawing magic to me like iron filings find a magnet. It starts to fade as my arousal does, but I know now that this is what Zahraxis needs so rather than let my desire subside, I want to do everything I can to keep it heightened.

Zahraxis moves past me to the bed, his movements carrying an innate grace despite his weakened state. He pulls the covers back, then settles against the headboard, extending his hand to me. "Come, Raelesha."

And there it is again: the desire rising once more at the very sight of this beautiful man. Even though he's no longer hard as steel, every inch of his body is a feast for the eyes.

Finn's warm chuckle follows me as I crawl onto the bed and lie down against Zahraxis' side. "Pace yourself, brother. We have all night to restore you. And perhaps I should say the same to you, Rachel. I don't want to break you. Your magic is too delicious."

Finn nestles himself against my back and pulls the covers over us, but none of us are ready to properly rest. I've never been as insatiable as I am with the two of them; between Zahraxis' tender kisses and Finn's nips along my shoulders, I'm aroused and ready within moments of the lights going out. They take turns this time, giving me time to come down from each orgasm before entering me again, and again.

The night becomes a blur of pleasure and power, Zahraxis deriving more magic from each coupling. Sometimes they take me together, stretching me to my limits with their thick cocks buried deep, their bodies moving in perfect sync. Other times they pleasure me with their tongues and fingers until I'm flying so high I'm aware of nothing but their touch.

By the time the moon is high, we're all spent, tangled in the sheets and one another. I'm nestled between them, my head on Zahraxis' chest while Finn spoons me from behind. The steady rise and fall of their breathing nearly lulls me to sleep.

"Better?" I murmur against Zahraxis' skin, noting how the rippling scales have almost completely subsided.

He hums in affirmation, his fingers trailing lazy patterns on my shoulder. "The magic holds now. It is... easier to maintain control."

"Good," Finn says, his voice heavy with satisfaction. "Maybe now you'll believe me about waiting a day before we head to the Court."

Zahraxis doesn't respond, but his arm tightens around me slightly. I drift off to sleep, body still buzzing with pleasure.