Page 66 of The Forbidden Dragon King (Shadow Kings #1)

More shadows quest out, this time pressing against the small furl lower down that has never been touched before. My cheeks pink, as the shadows stroke across the rim of my hole.

I’ve never had two holes filled at once, and now, I want it so fucking much that it feels like dying.

“Do it,” I say, half between begging and half ordering. My slick drips down, wetting my anus and making it as soaked as a second pussy. “I’m ready.”

I blush.

Aurelius’ magic and darkness is inside me — his primal essence .

The second shadow tentacle winds inside, slow and teasing.

I keen, back arching. I try to press my ass back into the sensation.

“You want more, Spark?” Aurelius’ eyes darken in pleasure at my reaction.

“More,” I whimper.

Slowly, the shadows sink in. I groan at the slight burn, then I clench, rocking into the thrust of the shadows.

Pleasure winds through me, higher and higher.

I’m trembling with it, riding the waves.

Then suddenly, it crashes over me in a tsunami, and I’m coming.

“Alphas,” I scream.

Daire dives forward to grasp my hand and kiss my fingers, as I shudder through the aftershocks. Aurelius’ shadows continue to work me through them ruthlessly.

I scream through a second orgasm that takes me by surprise, as the shadows pull out of me in tandem. My hips hump upwards, chasing after their touch, but they pull away with a final caress.

I collapse in a boneless heap, struggling to catch my breath.

“Brilliant, love?” Daire murmurs, checking in.

“Amazing,” I reply, feeling floaty. “Like flying and I love that.”

Aurelius’ expression softens. “I hope so. You are my rider.”

He removes his own belt and dagger, laying it on top of his folded cloak. Daire gives me a final kiss, before returning to Aurelius’ side. Aurelius’ shadows coil back inside his horns.

Aurelius allows Daire to undo the complicated laces and buttons on his robe; he is shaking too much in his rut to be able to do it himself. Then Daire smoothly slips off Aurelius’ robe.

Suddenly, however, Daire gasps and freezes, staring at Aurelius’ back.

Sadness, bone deep, seeps through my bond with Daire. Instinctively, I reach to stroke over the snowflake mark in comfort.

I blink up at the two Alphas, as the shadows in me still at the same time that Aurelius does.

Daire lifts his hand like he wants to touch Aurelius but doesn’t.

Daire’s voice is dangerously soft. “Who the fuck did this to you?”

His troubled gaze meets mine over Aurelius’ shoulder.

What is wrong with Aurelius’ back?

Panic thrums through me.

Aurelius’ expression clouds. “Put my robe back on. I’m ugly. I knew that no one would want to fuck me, ruined as I am.”

“Stop being such a bloody idiot. You look like a fucking god, and that comes from me, an actual god.” Daire’s expression is tight. “But these scars… You must have been whipped severely for…”

“Years.” Aurelius’ hair tumbles across his face; I can’t see his eyes.

“All my life, I’ve been beaten like a dog.

I need to be controlled, or you saw me, I become evil.

I didn’t have someone to pull the whip from Caligo’s hand.

Uncle insisted that Caligo was tougher on me than the other cadets.

They weren’t princes; I needed to be held to a higher standard. Yet now look at me…”

“Aye, look at you,” Daire sounds like cold death.

I startle out of my hazy, happy place. “Are you afraid to lose control to the villainous Golden Dragon inside? Are you sure that you haven’t been fed lies all your bloody life?

That’s how the Seelie see us Unseelie, but is the snow of winter worse than the sunshine of summer?

Who gets to judge?” He shoves the folded pile of clothes, sending the dagger tumbling toward Aurelius.

“Power isn’t good or bad. It’s how you wield it.

So, take back bloody control of yourself and prove it. ”

Aurelius snarls, snatching up Hadrian’s Dagger, before twirling to Daire and holding the sheathed blade to his throat.

My heart stops. “No.”

At the same time, my heart breaks because now, I can see why sadness sparked through my bond with Daire when he saw Aurelius’ back.

Scars upon scars are layered from Aurelius’ shoulders all the way to his ass in a spectrum of reds and silvery pinks. Tears prick at my eyes, as I study the crisscrossing pattern of pain. They don’t make him ugly, in the same way that Daire’s scars don’t.

Each lash is evidence of what my Alpha has endured and survived.

Yet is he strong enough to take down the sorcerer with the most powerful magic in the realms, his uncle ?

“I am controlling myself.” Aurelius moves his mouth close to Daire’s ear. “If I wasn’t, then it would be the blade against your neck. And you would be ash.”

“Like the rest of my Winter Court.” Daire’s eyes behind his mask are wild. “Aye, finish me, the last of the Unseelie royal line, as you want to destroy Lanlin, last of the Royal House of Sin. Isn’t that what you dreamed about achieving, Hadrian? ”

I hiss out a breath.

Aurelius grabs Daire by the hair, wrenching back his head and pushing the dagger harder against his throat. “I. Am. Not. Hadrian.”

“Nay, you’re not only him,” Daire replies. “But you’re never going to win this dance against your uncle and the Council, until you accept that he’s part of you just like death is part of the Unseelie. It comes before the rebirth, as winter comes before spring, and night before dawn.”

“I am also not you.” Aurelius’ eyes flash. “I am the dragon in this cave. You should?—”

“Worship you?” Daire taunts.

Growling, Aurelius pulls the knife away from Daire’s throat. Then he tugs Daire by his curls, throwing him to lie next to me.

Daire laughs, savagely. “There you are, Emperor . I see you.”

Aurelius casts him a furious gaze, before caging me.

He slides one of his thick fingers into my pussy. He’s still holding Hadrian’s Dagger. The golden dragon hilt gleams between us.

Power…temptation…mine …

The curse tingles across my skin, whispering seductively.

I moan, as Aurelius adds a second finger and then a third, scissoring and stretching me.

Daire licks and kisses over the wolf Omega Mark on my shoulder, before pushing himself up onto his elbow.

He brushes his wing across Aurelius’ cheek. “Prove that you possess that dagger and not the other way around.”

He slides his wing down to tap the sheathed blade, a sacrilegious move for a fae. He pushes the knife down, until it’s resting between my thighs.

My breath stutters.

“The Shadow Devils teach that sex and blood have been bound together since the time of the Void.” Daire’s voice is mesmerizing.

It holds me spellbound in the dark of the cave.

“Death and sex are primal desires, which we worship, just as the vampires do. For once in your uptight life, Aurelius, let out your inner dragon and prove to yourself that you won’t hurt us. I believe it; you need to as well.”

Aurelius’ questioning gaze meets mine. “Spark…?”

I nod, too deep in heat now to speak.

I’m shocked by how much I want to feel the dagger that I’ve long coveted to steal inside me.

Wouldn’t that be the ultimate way to steal its power? To possess it like no one else has before?

My eyelashes are fluttering. I crave Aurelius’ touch, knot, anything .

When Aurelius adds a fourth finger, I whine .

Suddenly, Daire rises up with a harsh flap of his wings. He rests against Aurelius’ back, pressing his sharp fangs to his throat.

Taken by surprise, Aurelius stills. “I thought that we had an agreement on the assassination attempts.”

“We will both worship you, Emperor.” Daire tightens his hold on Aurelius, clawing his fingers into his back and flapping his wings, as if the two Alphas have become one. “I’m just reminding you, however, that if you hurt our Omega, then I will tear out your bloody throat.”

“Good.” Aurelius pulls his fingers out of my pussy and slowly nudges the tip of the sheathed blade inside.

I moan at its cold feel, which also tingles with cursed magic.

The danger adds to the thrill. I am a wolf shifter, after all.

Aurelius could turn me to ash, but instead, he’s using his weapon to bring me pleasure.

I’m trusting him to keep me safe. I’m choosing to.

In and out, a little further each time.

I’m unraveling, being taken apart by the intensity. Aurelius never looks away from me. His lips are cruel, but his gaze is worshipful.

I am the Queen in this nest.

I glance over Aurelius’ shoulder at Daire, whose teeth are now firmly latched into Aurelius’ neck but without breaking the skin. I realize with a jolt of shock that he’s not deliberately hurting Aurelius. He’s not even restraining him; he’s grounding him .

He’s keeping Aurelius safe in this nest in the same way that he is me, as a dragon rider should their dragon.

As a mate should their pack member.

Pleasure is winding through me again.

Too much. Too fast.

I whine, high and alarmed, unable to speak.

Slick drips from my pussy and down my ass. I’m so ready for a knot that I’m aching for it.

Then in desperation, I bite onto my snowflake mark.

I throw my emotions, my desperate need to be knotted, through the bond.

Immediately, Daire raises his head from Aurelius’ neck. “Stop. Our Omega needs us to knot and breed her. Why don’t we each take one side of her?”

When Aurelius slowly withdraws the dagger; I finally notice how pale he is. His cheek twitches, but his hand doesn’t shake; it’s still steady.

“I didn’t burn you to ash.” Aurelius hurls the slick soaked dagger clattering against the wall of the cave. “I will never make either of you bleed.”

Was there part of him that feared he would?

He’s talking about the Golden Dragon Prophecy.

Does he believe it?

I arch upwards, desperate for the feel of his lips on mine. I kiss him, hard enough to make sure that he feels how alive we both are.

Then through the heat searing me from the inside, I force out the single plea, “Bond.”

“By the Shadow Gods, yes .” Aurelius’ eyes darken, as he kisses me back, taking over and dominating it.

“Lie back, my Omega. I’ll knot and bond you, taking you as my official mate.

I may not be able to crown you yet as my Queen, but a dragon only bonds once in their lifetime.

And we’ve chosen each other, as much as fate ever has. ”

I purr in happiness.

“She has two Alphas.” With a flap of his wings, Daire moves from Aurelius’ back, spinning to lie on the floor next to me again, as if in a dance move. “We can knot her together at the same time. Do you want that, love?”

How is that possible?

I blink at him in confusion.

Daire smirks, understanding my hesitation. He urges me onto my side, facing away from him.

Then he lowers his head to lick over the sensitive place behind my ear, and I melt. “A fae knows a lot about knotting. Let me show both of you as many ways as possible over this heat. It’ll be a mind-blowing education. You both want that, aye?”

I nod, frantically.

Aurelius rubs at the bite mark on his neck.

He arches his brow at Daire. “Being together like this for our first time feels right. A dragon is possessive, but since you’re also my mate, we can share.”

He settles in front of me, spooning on the other side of me to Daire. I am held tightly by both my Alphas, as the heat hits me even more powerfully. I’m riding the waves of both their pheromones.

Yet I’m also embraced by their arms, scents, and touch. Aurelius’ hard chest is against my breasts, Daire’s hand splayed over my thigh .

“Hook her leg up at the knee,” Daire commands, and Aurelius obeys, as they handle me like a doll into position between them.

Daire’s hot breath is on the back of my throat. He presses soft kisses all the way down to the top of my spine. I shiver, as his wings fold to cocoon the three of us.

Daire raises his glowing eyes to meet Aurelius’ over me. “Now, slowly…”

My eyes widen, as Aurelius nudges his giant cock into my pussy. The agonizing slowness makes me feel the stretch, no matter how well he has prepared me.

Daire strokes my hair. “Ready for more? Ready for me?”

I nod, panting.

I am already full, trembling with pleasure.

Then Daire’s cock is gliding teasingly up and down my cleft, close to Aurelius’, once his greatest enemy, but not quite touching.

I can hardly catch my breath.

“You did beg for knots,” Daire murmurs into my ear.

I squirm and clench my cheeks.

Daire’s filthy chuckle, makes me turn my head to him, demanding a kiss. He pushes his cock slowly into my tight entrance, which has already been stretched by the shadows.

I reward him by a sharp intake of breath.

Instantly, Aurelius starts thrusting into me faster, and Daire winds his hand into my hair, kissing me like I’m life and he’s death claiming my soul .

Caught between these two men, who fuck me wild and hard and possessing, I have never felt so loved.

Inside, I open my bond to Daire, projecting my primal pleasure.

Daire throws his head back with a howl of joy.

At the same time, both Alphas’ knots expand, locking us together.

To my amazement, golden threads burst from Aurelius, winding around my neck and Daire’s like collars that sink into our skins, before vanishing. Yet I can feel the collar, worming inside.

The golden bond.

I scream, delirious with ecstasy, pushed into the most powerful orgasm of my life, which feels like it’s happening in every part of my body at once. And it’s not stopping.

I’m coming, over and over and…

“Now,” Aurelius orders, taking back the control.

Daire’s eyes sparkle. He grips my neck and turns my head.

Then both Alphas lower their sharp teeth to my neck and bite.