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“Oh, my queen,” he mutters, his own eyes half-lidded as he reels his hips back, then squeezes even more of himselfinside me. It’s unbelievable, the texture of his nubs all along my channel. “You are so beautiful, your cunt so perfect. And when our dragonling is growing inside you...” He grunts with pleasure as he manages to make his way even farther in, and I’m widening for him, allowing him through. I can’t bear it, and yet I do.

“Ah, Papa!” I cling on to him, burying my nose in his throat as he bundles me up tight in his arms. He moves faster now, pulling out and then shoving himself back in, filling me almost to the point of bursting.

“Yes,” he growls to me. “All of my cock. All of my seed.” I have never heard him speak so much during sex as he is now, but something has come over him, something feral. “I’m going to put so much of it inside you until your belly is full with us.”

I moan at his words, clenching him tight, holding him so close it’s as if we may become a single entity. We move in tandem, my legs wrapped around his broad hips as he plunges into me over and over. Soon I’m crying, writhing, my back arching as Ragnakor shoves himself as far in as he can. He groans as I start ascending, creeping up the mountainside toward my wild finale.

“Fall apart, my love,” he says into my ear. “Sing for me.”

RAGNAKOR

Now that I have experienced Nissia’s cunt, I will never give it up. And the sheer bliss on her face, the way her mouth falls open to expose her white teeth and pink tongue, is unlike any sight I’ve ever seen. She is so beautiful, so perfect for us, and molds so neatly into my arms that the world could end now and I would be happy that I experiencedthis, her joyous squeezing, her arms wrapped tight around my neck as she holds onto me. I am drowning in her, but I need to hold off. I need to keep a grip on my control.

“Papa!” she screams as I slam myself into her, relishing her warmth, her slickness. Her voice climbs higher in pitch, and I move faster, my self-restraint fraying at the edges. “Please, oh, Papa, oh, I?—”

Abruptly, she falls silent, and her eyes grow enormous as quite suddenly, her cunt clamps down. It is immense, the power of her climax, and I roar as I continue pounding into her. At last, the final thread snaps, and a tortured groan is wrenched from my mouth as I break.

I pitch forward, my entire being vibrating with the power of my eruption. Nissia’s nails bite into my hide, and her eyes connect with mine as I shoot my seed inside her, coating her. Again I pump my hips, because I need to get it all as deep as I can, and even more gushes out. At last, her voice returns, and my queen moans raggedly as I finally stop, buried as deep inside her as I can be.

Then, a hand squeezes my balls, and I nearly orgasm again.

“Give it all to her,” Vizarios murmurs in my ear as he massages them. My cock pulses as it squirts even more until I know I have nothing left to give.

I manage to keep from collapsing with just one hand underneath me, and I shudder as aftershocks of my finish ripple through me. Nissia gazes up at me, nothing but love on her face as she strokes one of my horns.

“Thank you,” she whispers, lifting her head to brush the tip of her nose over mine. I bundle her up close, nuzzling her all over.

“Well, if that doesn’t do it, I don’t know what will,” Vizarios says brightly. He lies down on the bed beside us, andNissia turns her head, awaiting her kiss. He gives it to her before he bestows one on me, too.

At long last, I work my cock free, and Nissia whimpers. I cup my palm over her pussy, which is puffy and used, gaping and dripping with me, to stop any more from spilling out.

“Like this,” Vizarios says to me, lifting Nissia’s hips. “Keep any from going to waste, right, my queen?”

She nods in agreement, letting me adjust her in my lap so my seed will all stream down into her womb, where it belongs.

Where itbelongs.

I grab Vizarios and pull him against me, and he lets out a surprised sound as I clutch him close. I will never let either of them out of my sight again.

Chapter Thirty-Four

VIZARIOS

When we reach the hot springs, Ragnakor attends to Nissia, cleaning her and kissing her and holding her in his lap. It is as if our circle is complete now, the final thread tied and knotted to bring us all together as one. I think that perhaps he understands my addiction now, because before we have even left, he is lying on his back in the shallow water while the queen rides in his lap, crying out her pleasure.

That night, he lies with his arms around both of us, and he falls asleep even before I do.

We work veryhard in the coming weeks. My captain has always been the one to fuck me, to dominate me and use me—but our dynamic has shifted with our active goal. Now, I get to experiment with a new pleasure.

While Ragnakor sinks his cock into Nissia, who has beentrained well to accommodate his size, I lift his tail and apply some oil to his ripe asshole. We have never explored this before, and so we have gone slow, using smaller phallic objects to teach him to take me.

Now, though, I believe he is ready. I coat myself in the oil, too, and then apply just the slightest pressure. Ragnakor, our stoic captain, barely reacts—so I push deeper, asking that tight ring of muscle to open, and he grunts.

“Good, isn’t it?” I ask. “To fuck her while I fuck you?”

For the first time in all the years I’ve known him, Ragnakor ejaculates too soon, snarling out his pleasure as he spews his seed. Still, I use him as he used me before, slamming into his tight ass so he’s forced to thrust into the queen. Ragnakor’s moans turn feeble and desperate, and then, when Nissia finally comes, he clenches around me, and I can’t help but come, too.

Though the sex is wonderful, my favorite part is cleaning up my two lovers afterward. I push Ragnakor’s spend back into Nissia’s cunt, then attend to her with a wet towel. When we’re all sated, we tumble to the bed together. My queen likes to sleep curled up against me, one leg thrown over my hip, while Ragnakor spoons me from behind.