by Eva Brandt
I was going to kill Jack—if I didn’t kill myself while trying to control my power, that is. I couldn’t believe he had done something like this, when he had known better than anyone that it would not end well.
The sound of shattering ice snapped me out of my angry, pained haze. For a few long moments, I thought it was all in my head, echoes originating from the flashes I kept seeing due to my connection with the realm. It didn’t take me long to realize it was not the case.
My dragons burst into my meditating chamber in a whirlwind of panic and fury. I didn’t care it was stupid or weak. I could’ve sobbed in relief when I saw them.
“Cheimon!” Kerryn cried out. “Oh, dear gods, Cheimon... What happened to you? Why are you alone?”
He dropped to his knees next to me and his hands shook as he tried to find a spot on my body that wasn’t hurt in some way. It was a nice thought, but also a futile endeavor. My little meditation session had managed to keep the realm safe, but it had come at a dire cost.
“I sent them all away,” I managed to say. “I... I would’ve hurt them, otherwise. I need you to... I need you to do something for me.”
“Anything,” Emmerich replied as he joined Kerryn. I knew he spoke for all of them. “Whatever you want. We’re here for you, just like we promised.”
I reached for his hand, needing to feel his heat more than I should have, considering what had brought me into this situation to begin with. “I want you to touch me. Please, touch me.”
“Touch you?” Raijin repeated, kneeling by my side as well. “Where?”
Distantly, I noticed that, unlike Kerryn and Emmerich, he was naked. How had I missed that when they’d entered the room? I must have been more out of it than I’d realized.
“Everywhere,” I replied, crawling into his lap. “Anywhere.”
I was a little offended when his body didn’t respond to my proximity, but the circumstances weren’t the most romantic or seductive ones in the world. Still, I felt confident that between the four of us, we could work something out. All I needed to do was to make them understand that I wouldn’t break if they actually did what I told them to.
My chances of success in this little project might not have seemed very high right now, but I’d done more difficult things. Surely, I could seduce three dragon-shifters who had shown signs of desiring me before. Right?
It was easier said than done. Raijin’s reaction upon my first attempt was to go rigid. “Wait... You’re hurt. You’re covered in blood.”
“It’s nothing,” I said, pressing my body closer to his naked one. “Not important.”
“Not important?” Kerryn asked, his voice tinged with disbelief. “Cheimon, please, let us—”
The sound of that name on his lips struck me almost as hard as the enchantment my misguided friend had cast. “Don’t call me that,” I whispered harshly. “It’s Cassia.”
Emmerich stared at me in confusion and concern. “Cassia? Treasure, I don’t understand...”
“It’s my real name. My true name. Nobody really remembers it anymore, except my sisters, and I’m not supposed to even say it at all. But I think it’s all right, as long as it’s you.”
It was also a really long and complicated story, and I had no desire to go into the details, not when the enchantment was still wreaking havoc on my body. My dragons’ proximity was helping, but I needed more. “Can you trust me to know what I want?” I asked them.
My dragons shared a long, silent look, like they had after they’d fought, when I’d trapped them under the hold of my ice magic. Had that been just the day before? It seemed impossible to fathom that so much could’ve happened, in such a short amount of time.
I didn’t know what they were thinking, but I suspected they were still much too worried to make a move. Not knowing what else to do, I abandoned all thoughts of conversation and crushed my mouth to Raijin’s. Right now, it did not matter if I was Cheimon or Cassia, a queen or a woman. I wanted to be touched, and I wanted my dragons to do it. Everything else was irrelevant.
* * *
Raijin
When I had thought about the moment when we would finally claim our female, I’d had a very different image of what it would be like. In my head, it would have involved an elaborate courtship, the three of us taking our time to show Cheimon how special she was and how much she meant to us, to prove to her that we were worthy to be her mates.
It certainly hadn’t occurred to me that our first coupling would be under such distressing circumstances. I sensed some kind of enchantment binding her, hurting her, but it was much too intricate for me to detect its source. I felt like a failure, a male undeserving of being in her presence.
Then, she kissed me, and it all became clear.
Yes, I would have liked for things to be different, but the fact remained that our female was in need, and we could not deny her.
Can you trust me to know what I want? she had asked.
I didn’t have a real answer for that. Certain enchantments could twist the minds and hearts of anyone, no matter how powerful they might have been.
But even so, as I was looking at her, feeling her in my arms... I didn’t know why, but I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that she truly meant her words.
I kissed her back, burying my hands in the soft strands of her silver hair. The icy pins that had kept it up had long ago come undone, and some of the beautiful locks were tainted crimson. I hated that, hated knowing that she had suffered while we had been gone, but I vowed that I would fix it.
She parted her lips, allowing me entry, and I embraced the opportunity wholeheartedly, thrusting my tongue into her sweet mouth. She moaned, and her hold on me tightened. Her magic buzzed against my skin, making the blessing that already kept me immune to the low temperature in her realm vibrate. She rubbed her beautiful, full breasts to my naked chest, and arousal exploded through my veins, no longer hindered by doubt.
Kerryn and Emmerich didn’t quite have the same certainty, at least not at first, but our female was nothing if not determined. She broke our kiss, and threw a glance over her shoulder, at my still watching companions. “Well? What are you waiting for? I did promise you a prize.”
Her words finally made Emmerich react. “You don’t even know if we brought Jack Frost back,” he replied, still sounding torn.
Cheimon—no, not Cheimon, Cassia—reached over to him and brushed her long, pale fingers over his lips. “Of course you did. Otherwise you wouldn’t be here to begin with. You’d never fail me. Would you?”
Emmerich’s breath caught, and his dark eyes flared with inner fire. “No, treasure. We’d never fail you.”
Kerryn wasn’t doing much better. I sensed the moment when both he and Emmerich abandoned all pretense that they weren’t going to do exactly what we all wanted to.
“We’re here for you, for whatever you want,” Kerryn said. “But please, if you will allow us one boon... Don’t let us hurt you. We would never be able to live with ourselves if we did that.”
“A boon, is it?” she asked, a hint of amusement in her voice. “Very well then. We have a deal. Just as long as you accept that I’m not going to break if you touch me properly.”
Excellent. Perhaps it wasn’t so out of the question that we’d be able to do exactly what I’d originally planned.
Smiling, I wrapped my arms around her and slowly got up. Cassia went along with it, but was somewhat taken aback. “Raijin, what—”
“I’m simply taking you to your bedchambers, treasure,” I explained, cutting her off with a brief kiss. “We can take our time and do whatever you wish, there.”
That silenced all of her protests, although I could still sense her magic dance with impatience. I felt exactly the same, but my desire to protect her and give her pleasure took priority over my own lust.
As soon as I set her down on the bed, I wasted no time in showing her this. I allowed myself to steal one more ghost of a kiss from her beautiful mouth, and then focused on getting
rid of her clothes. Her dress was already in a poor condition, the top barely concealing a blood-stained bandage that had almost come undone. My resolve faltered when I saw it, but one long drawn out moan from Cassia persuaded me to continue.
Slowly, but surely, I unveiled every inch of her perfect form, pressing butterfly-light kisses to her marble-white skin that still felt a little too hot under my touch. Following a sudden impulse, I traced one of the long scratches with my tongue. Her flesh glowed and the wound sealed, returning to the way it had been before the enchantment had attacked her.
My abilities were a little more varied than those of my fellow dragons, but they did not include healing someone through the use of saliva. In this instance, it seemed like that wouldn’t matter.
“What in gods’ name...” Emmerich murmured from behind me.
Cassia let out a low, breathless laugh. “I told you... I know what I want. What I need. I need you.”
What could we have possibly said to that? Even if I’d been inclined to change my mind—and I really wasn’t—those three little words would’ve been enough to shatter my control.
There was probably some kind of explanation for this phenomenon, something Cassia understood, as she had not seemed surprised by the effects of my touch. A part of me wanted to ask, to make sure, but I set all questions and dilemmas aside. Now was not the time to focus on that. My female needed me. The rest could wait.
Emmerich and Kerryn must’ve agreed, because they joined me in my task of discarding Cassia’s dress. At one point while I had been focusing on her, they’d taken their clothes off as well, and they climbed onto the bed, coming up to Cassia from different angles. When Emmerich leaned over to share a kiss with our female, I expected a degree of jealousy or awkwardness. Surprisingly, it didn’t come. We adjusted to one another perfectly, like we had always been meant to belong to one unit.
Kerryn took up position to Cassia’s right and gently cupped her breasts. Moving with almost excruciating slowness, he undid the bandage, revealing the ugly wound that had made it necessary. His breath caught at the sight and I couldn’t help but experience the same turmoil. Even so, we did not stop touching her. Still holding onto my decision to take it slow, I started kissing down her beautiful legs, while Kerryn brought his own mouth to her chest.
As Kerryn swirled his tongue over her right nipple, Cassia moaned into Emmerich’s kiss. The scent of her arousal filled the air, sweet and sharp, like honey and ice. Encouraged, Kerryn mimicked my own earlier actions and traced the line of her wound with his tongue. Just like before, her skin glowed, and her injury sealed. The light grew even brighter as Emmerich started to nibble down her throat, while Kerryn continued his ministrations on her breasts.
It was heady to see it, and even headier to notice that Cassia’s body reacted in more than one way to whatever was causing her to heal, or maybe, just to us. No longer able to stop myself, I spread her legs, exposing the swollen lips of her pussy. My mouth watered when I took in the sight of her glistening folds.
She was so wet and so ready for us. How could we have ever doubted that this was right?
The hunger that stirred inside me was like a furious beast I couldn’t hope to control. I buried my face between her legs, lapping at her opening, groaning as the flavor of her juices exploded on my tongue. “Ah!” I heard her cry out. “Yes! Oh, gods... Yes!”
I had no idea when Emmerich had stopped kissing her, but I trusted my fellow dragons to do their own part in pleasuring our female. In the meantime, I threw myself into making love to her with my mouth. I suckled lightly on her clit, all the while reaching for her opening with my fingers. With excruciating care, I inserted one of my digits into her channel, and my mind almost fractured at the slick, silken heat that I found inside of her.
She was tight, almost impossibly so. If she’d had other lovers before us, it must’ve been a long time ago. We’d have to be careful, since dragon men were well-endowed, and we could easily hurt her.
She didn’t seem to care about the prospect of pain. “More,” she demanded, her voice tight with need and desire. “Give me more.”
I couldn’t have denied her to save my life. Flicking my tongue over the swollen bud that could bring her such pleasure, I slid another finger into her tight heat and thrust them in and out. Her inner muscles caressed me, tempting me to take what I knew was mine. I refrained. In that moment, there was nothing I wanted more than to have her come like this, against my mouth. No matter how much I desired to be inside her, no matter how much I ached to pierce her with my cock and fill her with my seed, her pleasure took priority. My head was spinning, the sweet taste of her cream stirring the basest urges of my draconic nature, but she was my queen, my treasure, my female. She needed to be shown just how precious she was to us.
With the corner of my eye, I caught sight of Emmerich and Raijin switching places. Kerryn moved up and crushed his mouth to Cassia’s, all the while continuing to toy with her nipple. Meanwhile, Emmerich had decided on a different approach and took over from where I’d left off earlier, exploring her arms and sides first, then her left breast, which Kerryn could not properly reach. As he took her nipple in his mouth and sucked, she let out another muffled cry, writhing against me, against all of us.
She was close now, I could feel it, so close to coming. Magic pulsed between the four of us, showing me what I couldn’t see through my eyes. Her body sang to me, and I listened to its music and heeded its call. Removing my fingers from her pussy, I replaced them with my tongue, spearing her deep, seeking her core, both through my body and through my magic.
The dual touch vibrated deep inside her, and her magic responded to mine. With a strangled, choked scream, she came, writhing between the three of us in a display of beauty and absolute perfection that made me wonder how I’d even lived before I’d met her.
I pulled away, allowing myself the luxury of taking in the image of my sated female. Both Emmerich and Kerryn did the same, giving her room to catch her breath while still keeping contact with her skin. She seemed fine now, the strange enchantment she had been under having dissipated. I still didn’t understand where it had come from, but I was beyond relieved that we’d been able to help her.
Taking things further didn’t seem in the cards, but l didn’t mind it. All right, so maybe that wasn’t entirely true. I wanted her just as much as before. But I could wait for a better a time, when we didn’t have to deal with the aftermath of a curse. I couldn’t possibly push her into more intimacies after what she’d been through.
As it turned out, Cassia had very different ideas. She blinked, and her somewhat dazed expression melted away, all signs of confusion dissipating like smoke in the wind. “I need you inside me,” she said, her voice thick with resolve. “All of you. Now.”
The imagery Cassia painted with her determined words made the arousal I’d been trying to suppress return with a vengeance. My neglected cock throbbed in need and desperation. My dragon reared up inside of me, roaring with agreement. Maybe I would have tried to protest regardless and clung to my resolve, but Cassia did not wait for me to make any kind of decision.
Her magic swelled over us, and all of a sudden, I tumbled away from her and fell onto my back like a hatchling learning how to walk. I recovered quickly, just in time to take note of the fact that Raijin and Kerryn had received the same treatment.
Cassia got up on her haunches and smiled, her eyes glinting with a light that made her look both fierce and angelic. She climbed onto me again and pinned me against the bed. “I told you before. I’m not going to break. Don’t be afraid. I’m not.”
Just like that, she positioned her pussy over my body and impaled herself on my shaft. The feel of her tight heat engulfing my cock was almost too much to endure. It felt so good it was a minor miracle I didn’t come on the spot and embarrass myself in front of my beautiful female.
If I didn’t, it was probably because I was too enraptured by the sight of her above me to fully succumb to the pleas
ure. She threw her head back in complete abandon, and her wild curls spilled onto her pale shoulders like waves of silver.
In that moment, I truly understood her earlier words.
Queen Cheimon, as we had known her, was beautiful, alluring, stern, yet kind, a female stronger than any we’d seen before. But she was only that way because of Cassia, because of whoever she had been before she had taken up the throne. And she was my soulmate.
Nine
Their Treasure
Cheimon
Feeling Raijin inside me was just as magical as I’d thought it was going to be. It hurt, yes, because the gods had been generous in more than one way when they had created the people of Terra Dracones. I didn’t care. If the fire inherent to the enchantment had hurt me, Raijin’s softer heat soothed that burn. If it was at his hands—at the hands of any of my dragons—I wouldn’t mind melting.
“Treasure,” Raijin murmured. “Oh, dear gods... Cassia.”
When he uttered my name—the right one—I tightened the muscles of my pussy around his thick shaft. He let out a choked noise, and his hands landed on my hips, now distinctively clawed. Interesting. I wondered if we could make use of that in some way in the future.
For the moment, my first orgasm had chased away most of my urgency, so we could take our time. And I could finally get all of my dragons right where they needed to be.
They were so stubborn, all of them. In my heart, I understood and appreciated their concern. I could only imagine how I must’ve looked like when they’d first arrived, and it couldn’t have been pleasant.
But at the same time, I refused to let the idiotic enchantment stain a moment that was just for us. They all belonged to me, as much as I belonged to them, and I wouldn’t allow them to shy away from it out of misguided good intentions.
“All of you,” I repeated, this time a little more softly. “Please. I want you.”
