Page 62 of The Dragon Queen Complete Series Collection
Chapter 62
I knew that Soren would always be there to guide my hand when I needed it. The part of him that was born to teach people how to become their best was at play right now. Flynn gasped as my hand worked up and down his length before he pushed it away.
“Too close,” he said. “If I come, it’s going to be inside you, Pippin. Need to mark you up, fill you full of me.”
Was that the dragon talking or the man? It didn’t seem to matter as something twitched in response deep within me, ready to take all that he promised.
“On your back, then, lad. You’re the mount and she’s the rider,” Soren told him as Flynn reluctantly lay back down.
I crawled across his body, my eyes sweeping up and down as I moved, taking in every golden inch of him. I felt like I could stare and stare and never get sick of seeing those long, lean muscles on display.
“Later,” Flynn told me, as if he could sense my thoughts and perhaps he could. I ended up on my hands and knees, hovering above him as I stared into his eyes. “Kiss me.” His order was sharp with need. “Kiss me now, or by the gods?—”
I silenced him by crushing my lips to his, and, with that, in came Flynn.
A hand raked across my scalp, forcing me to deepen the kiss and let his tongue in, another slid down my spine, forcing my hips to settle against his. And then his cock slotted against my seam, like two puzzle pieces snicking together. But at that touch, another fire began to burn, one that had my hips shifting in time with our kisses, the movement forcing my pearl to rub against his shaft. He groaned as my movements grew bolder, more frantic, spurred on by his caresses, by whatever madness the two of us shared. But it was when I shifted further forward, the head of his cock snagging on my entrance that I realised how this would work.
“Yes, Pippin…” Flynn ground out. “Now. Need to be in you.”
“Lift your hips up.”
Soren was definitely being the drill sergeant now, though his order was delivered in a much gentler voice than he used in the training hall. At the sound of his voice, I moved towards him instinctively, wanting to replace Flynn’s lips with his, but he shook his head.
“Lift your hips up, my queen.” If I was queen here, I ruled using their power. Soren’s authority throbbed through me now. I did as he asked then turned to look at him again. “Grab his cock by the base and then lower yourself down.”
“Fuck…” Flynn’s voice was an animalistic growl now. “Fuck!”
His response was because I was gripping him tight, because the slick folds of my sex brushed across him, because I found my target and did exactly as Soren said, feeling Flynn enter me inch by delicious inch.
“Gods…!” Flynn’s hands snapped out and gripped my hips, intent on jamming me down hard upon him, but Soren snapped back.
“You’ll wait your fucking turn, boy. This is only her second time.” He moved behind me, the hard wall of his chest pressing into my back as one hand slid down to work my pearl and the other guided my hips right where I was supposed to go.
I moaned, the feeling of fullness amplified by the sound of the dragons’ song in the background. And then I moved.
“That’s it, little strokes,” Soren told me.
“No, more…!” Flynn arched up underneath me, as if to set the pace, his hands gripping my waist as he thrust up inside me harder and faster.
“Flynn—” Soren started to growl, but he didn’t understand.
He wanted to keep me safe and protect me, to pull me against that broad chest of his and hide me away from the whole world.
But I didn’t want that to be my reality.
What we’d done tonight – evading the queen’s machinations, escaping the palace before Zafira rose to mate and before we could be caught up in the insanity of the mating flight – all of it was a declaration of sorts. We made our rebellion clear by simply wanting to live when our sovereign wanted us dead. As a drill sergeant, Soren eschewed softness, exhorting the value of hard work to help us achieve our goals. Well, I was about to show him that softness was not what I needed now. I pulled myself up and off Flynn, resulting in a vicious snarl from him, but that meant I was free to go to my hands and knees facing Soren.
“You know,” Flynn said in a dangerous voice. “You know what we need.” He slotted himself against me, then shoved in with a violence that took my breath away, but it was immediately followed by an explosion of pleasure. “You know that you’re mine, that you need to take everything I’ve got… that we’ve got.”
My eyes flicked open at that to see a concerned Soren kneeling before me, but I just smiled. Flynn and I fucked like dragons, with a kind of brutal abandon. He drove himself into me, over and over, taking me closer and closer to something that felt delicious, and I wanted to take Soren into it with me.
My hands went to the laces of his pants, undoing them despite his protest, but his words died in his throat when his cock went down mine. And that’s when I felt the power rise. Each one of them gave me more than just their body and their seed. The notes the dragons were singing grew higher and higher in response. This was why they’d outlawed women from taking more than one partner, from dragon riders forming long term relationships. Because when they did? That had power, I could just feel it, and the moonstones glowed brighter and brighter in response as our pleasure built.
“Gods, Pippin…” Flynn hissed. “Feels too good to last. Need more, more.”
And he was right. His pleasure, Soren’s and mine were all twining together, growing bigger than the sum of their parts, becoming a brilliant note stretching on and on until?—
“I’m close, Pippin.” Soren’s voice was ragged. I felt his hand on my jaw as I sucked harder. “You’re going to suck down my cum like a good girl, aren’t you? Because here it comes.”
When he came, I did and then Flynn did, too. My whole body convulsed as theirs erupted into me. My scream was choked off by blasts of Soren’s cum, but I swallowed every drop. Flynn let out a strangled cry as he shoved himself as deep as he could go, my body glorying in the hard intrusion. It took some time for both of them to pull away and they pressed kisses to my back and my lips and my forehead while the bright light of ecstasy blinded me for the moment. I was unable to see because all I could do was feel. When my vision returned, but with the intensity still throbbing through my whole body, they drew me to my feet, their collective seed trickling down my thighs as I turned to Brom.
“Pippin, we don’t need to?—”
“Kneel.”
My wing commander dropped to his knees on the stone floor before me, looking for all the world like a penitent sinner. He looked up at me as if I was his priestess, and I stepped forward to stroke the side of his face.
“Are you mine?” I asked him, a small part of myself that I’d held back, that wasn’t yet set afire, afraid of the answer.
“Always.” He turned his face into my hand and pressed a kiss to it. “That’s why there’s no need to rush things. I’ll wait, my love, until you’re ready.”
“And if I am ready now?” My eyes burned into his, willing him to see it, to discard the notions in his head that were getting between him and I.
I was a lady, that was the first hurdle, the fact that I was a recently deflowered virgin was the next. Then there was fear for what this would mean if we returned to the keep or, worse, if we didn’t. He was still thinking as the commander of this wing right now, and I needed the man. I lifted my leg, slinging it over his shoulder, opening myself to him, and that’s what did it. His hands slapped down on my buttocks, the fingers sinking into the muscles there and, despite himself, he drew me closer.
“What do you want to do, Brom? What does the man want to do, not the rider? You aren’t Harlston here, or wing commander, you’re Brom, my mate. What does the man who’s thought so much about our courtship want to do now he has the object of his affection in his hands: naked, ready and wanting him?”
“Gods, Pippin…” he growled, then lunged forward.
At the first flick of his tongue, I was transformed, the bliss that had hung around me like a cloud since we’d arrived here exploding outwards. My hands slapped down on his head, needing something to hold onto, and then forcing him in deeper. I felt his groan vibrate all the way through me as he licked and sucked with ferocious abandon now, his fingers pushing inside me to tease at the sweet tenderness that Flynn and Ged had left. He worked hard, fast, pulling me towards another explosive climax, sucking hard as I let out one, two, three furtive little pants before it all came to a head.
I was still riding the waves of pleasure, shuddering as he laid me down on the leathers, but what he did next surprised me. My eyes widened as he tore open the laces of his pants, his hand cupping his cock seconds later, then moving like lightning to approximate the feeling of rutting inside me. His face transformed when he came and I smiled as his burning hot seed covered my skin.
This was what I needed, my eyes falling closed as I felt the men all clustering closer, warming me with their bodies, inside and out. Darkness came quickly as they did so, that humming song finally fading away.
Well done, little queen , an unfamiliar female voice said.
Tanis , my mind supplied.
You’ve taken the first step but there are many more to come. Rest now, because what lies ahead will test you in ways you are yet to understand.
I nodded, as if in response to a mother’s directive, and then nestled in against a warm chest.