Page 62 of In the Embrace of Dragons

He smiles at me, and I didn’t realize just how unusual an occurrence that was until I’ve seen it. I didn’t know hecouldsmile.

“Then please, come with me.” Ragnakor snags my hand and draws me toward the bed. There, he glares down at Vizarios. “And you, little king. Get on your knees.”

Perplexed, Vizarios does as he’s told, reversing his position on the bed and leaning forward on his elbows, his ass in the air with his tail hanging down submissively. The king looks rather delightful like this, all exposed to us. I can make out his balls underneath, his hard cock hanging down even lower than that.

Ragnakor grabs the King’s tail and lifts it into the air, exposing the cream-colored scales of his ass to the room. The captain gives me a significant look, and I stand there, having no idea what I’m supposed to do about this.

“Your husband has wronged you,” Ragnakor says in a rumbling voice, pulling me closer so I’m standing behind Vizarios with the captain’s arm curled around me. “So what will you do with him? How will you punish him?”

“Punish him?” I gape up at Ragnakor. He takes my hand in his big one, lifts it into the air...

Then brings it down on Vizarios’s bare ass with aslap!

The king lets out a yelp of surprise. He glares over his shoulder, expression aghast.

“Ragnakor! You can’t be serious!”

“That’s what we do to little kings who neglect theirqueens,” Ragnakor says in response, and my hand is almost vibrating from where I struck my husband.

I hit him. Right on his bare ass. And it felt... amazing. Cathartic. And his little cry of surprise? Delicious.

Ragnakor shifts so now he’s standing behind me, his chest still clothed and armored, his hips bare. I can feel his cock brush against my lower back through my clothes, and my thighs rub together again at the sensation. I’m thoroughly wet after touching him, seeing him, watching him almost come undone for us, and all I feel is glee. Does this mean that Ragnakor... wants me? That I turn him on, too?

His hand still has not left mine, and once more, he raises it into the air and then smacks it against Vizarios’s exposed rear. The king yelps again, and his tail thrashes in Ragnakor’s hand.

“What do you mean by this?” Vizarios says over his shoulder, but I don’t miss the dribble of seed dripping from the tip of his cock.

“I mean for you to pay penance. To make it up to Queen Nissia.”

Vizarios’s eyes widen as Ragnakor releases my hand. The captain leans down so I can feel his breath against the shell of my ear, and with his front warm on my back, I resist the urge to rub my hips against his. I desperately crave friction between my legs.

“Punish him,” Ragnakor says in a low voice, and Vizarios sucks in a breath.

I do as I’m told. I raise my hand a third time and smack it against Vizarios’s rear, and the sound echoes around the room. Even my hand stings. This time, Vizarios lets out a gasp that’s much more erotic.

I think he likes it.

Meanwhile, Ragnakor releases me and places one knee on the bed, so it sags under his enormous weight. From here, hecan reach beneath Vizarios’s hips, and he slides his hand around the king’s hanging cock.

“Again,” Ragnakor tells me. Lifting my hand, I smack Vizarios as instructed, and I’m rewarded with a sharp moan. Now Ragnakor is stroking my husband, earning even more droplets of his seed.

“I think our little king likes taking his medicine,” the captain remarks.

I switch hands, slapping Vizarios’s other swollen cheek, and he hisses when the strike lands. I can see his balls twitch between his legs.

“Papa,” Vizarios whimpers, his arms shaking on the bed. “Papa, please.”

“Please what?” Ragnakor squeezes his cock harder, moving faster, and Vizarios is shivering all over as if he’s already on the edge. “What do you want?”

“Please, fuck me. I can’t take it anymore!”

Ragnakor makes a thoughtful sound and glances at me. “What do you think, my queen? Has he done his penance yet?”

I like the power he’s giving me, the power to control what happens here. And the idea of watching Ragnakor fuck Vizarios again... I’m trembling, too, as my anticipation travels lower and lower.

“I don’t know.” I smack Vizarios one more time, and he sags forward. I reach down and squeeze his balls, very boldly, and he lets out a rough moan. “How are you going to fuck him, Captain?”

Ragnakor smooths his palm over Vizarios’s inflamed ass, never relenting on pumping the king’s cock. “I could take him roughly. Or I could drag it out. I could take him to the edge, and then...”