by Meg Xuemei X
My eyes fluttered, my face flushing with heat.
“I need—”
“We know what you need, sweetheart,” Rai said roughly.
And the next second, I was on top of him. He glided me down his hard, long length. My pussy gloved him perfectly. I started riding him, faster and harder, slamming down to his base with an erotic sound.
“That’s my girl,” he groaned in approval.
Iokul got behind me and pushed at my butt cheeks. He inserted a finger into my other hole, thrusting in and out, slowly, giving me time to adjust. Then two of his fingers were inside me, in sync with Rai’s hard thrust.
My body was on fire. Pleasure lit me like a beacon.
Then Iokul’s cock nudged at my back entrance. Carefully, he pushed in. My muscles were relaxed because of the pleasure bursting in every part of me.
Iokul started thrusting in me, slowly, torturously, after I’d adjusted to his size.
Rai’s thrust in my pussy grew frantically.
I was completely filled with two huge cocks pounding into me, stretching me and offering me great pleasure.
Just as I thought I could take no more cock, Blaze turned my face to an angle and nudged my lips to open to take his golden cock.
I pressed a hand on Rai’s chest to anchor me; my other hand held the base of Blaze’s shaft as he thrust his cock into my mouth, the head of it bumping the back of my throat.
The tip of my tongue licked Blaze’s cock when he paused for a second. I loved the taste of his cock and its silky, hard feel.
As one, they thrust into me, demanding and possessive.
For the first time, the age-old ache and hollow feeling no longer pulsed deep inside me, and the chill in my bones since I’d been cursed dissipated, burned by the dragon fire the princes offered me.
Their strength poured into me, as they gave me their fire, ice, and lightning freely. Something so deep awoke in me—the white light, the magic I’d used once to expel the evil when I’d danced with Elvey in the great hall.
Elvey had wanted me to find and dig it out, and I hadn’t known I truly possessed it, because it was a myth. Now the white light told me it was mine.
Yet it did not fully arise but stayed at the bottom of my depth and watched the dragons offer me everything they had.
Another light ignited like starlight—the mating bond between me and all three of them.
Rai, Blaze, and Iokul watched in awe, but they didn’t slow their thrusts.
Their mighty cocks drove into me relentlessly, and pleasure bombarded me like a rainstorm, drenching me. I felt like a tea leaf in the center of it, but it didn’t sweep me away. It cared for me.
They kept fucking me from three directions, wild, gentle, and in desperate need.
And when the three dragons unmade me with maddening pleasure, I erupted and screamed.
My white light bathed them for a second before disappearing, and my orgasms rippled through me with no end and no beginning.
Rai, Blaze, and Iokul came in unison roars of victory and great satisfaction. They’d all claimed me, as I claimed them as mine.
Our scent blended. We were one.
We sprawled across the bed, limbs still tangled. My dragon mates gazed at me with passionately tender feelings. I peeked into Blaze’s gorgeous golden eyes, my fingers tracing his mask of a dragon holding sun and fire. Then I turned to Iokul’s icy silver eyes and touched his white mask of an ice dragon dancing in snow. At last, I held Rai’s piercing sapphire gaze above his mask, and heat pulsed between my thighs again.
Rai brought down my hand to his lips and kissed my knuckles.
My heart ached. They could shift to dragons now, but the masks stayed with them. “Only half of the curse lifted off you,” I said. “We need to figure out why, and what we can do so you are completely rid of the curse.”
I didn’t mind their masks, but I wanted to see their full faces.
“We’re fine,” Blaze said. “We have you, and we can shift. The masks don’t bother us much.”
That was a kind lie.
I knew how much they hated their masks and how insufferable it was to wear them for nearly a century.
“Maybe the warlock has something to do with it,” Blaze said thoughtfully. My mates had developed a habit of blaming Elvey for everything that wasn’t working.
“Elvey has a reputation of playing pranks,” Iokul added. “And he seems to know about our curses more than anyone. Last time, he even made fun of our masks. Our inconvenience delights him.”
I planned to pay a visit to Elvey soon, but not for my mates’ masks.
“Elvey might know something about why your masks haven’t come off and doesn’t want to share information,” I said. “But I don’t think he made them stick.”
Rai nodded an agreement. “Maybe it means we still need to earn your love, so we won’t take you for granted. There are still tests and trials ahead. And our masks are a good reminder.”
“We can handle any trial,” Blaze said. “We’ll walk over hot coals for you, honeybee.”
“You are dragons,” I said, arching an eyebrow to tease them. “Hot coals are the easiest for you.”
Blaze ran his hand through his golden hair that had a hint of red. “What I meant is—”
I sat up and kissed his lips hard under his mask. When I pulled away, I saw the glint in my whiskey brown eyes through the reflection in Iokul’s silver ones, as he learned over for a kiss as well.
Rai pulled me to him, his hard cock pushing up against my thigh.
Heat flooded my core all over again.
CHAPTER 22
Mistress would be leaving in the next hour, but I had unfinished business with Elvey. He wouldn’t be leaving with us, and I’d failed to persuade him to. I knew his reasoning, even though he didn’t say it. He could say no more, for fear of her or her hunters finding me sooner than I was ready. He believed that he’d keep me safe by staying away with me.
He was bound to his queen by blood, and I’d marked her as my enemy.
I knew exactly where he was now. Somehow, there was a faint tether between us, even though he wasn’t my lover.
He was brooding alone.
I had to say farewell to him, and my princes, who all wanted me more than anything and devoted themselves to me, understood and respected my need to have a private moment with Elvey.
Rai stood at the entrance of the spaceship, watching me, yet did not follow me, as I strode toward the Witch Tower. They would only rush to my rescue if I was in danger.
The gray tower was a skyscraper that was in better shape than the surrounding buildings amid the ruins, despite a quarter of its top having been sheared off, probably by a meteorite hit.
The Wickedest Witch in the universe had once dwelled here. With my help, she’d escaped Pandemonium with her Archangel mate and the wolf shifters.
The Archangel had fulfilled his vow to me and delivered my message to the old Dragon King, my grandfather. And the king had sent bounty hunters to collect heads of my three Furies. Only among them were my true loves, who decided to win my heart instead of beheading me when they met me.
They would all accompany me home and to our new journey, rain or shine. While I was comforted by their unconditional devotion to me, my heart was broken that Elvey wouldn’t join us.
I climbed the marble stairs all the way until I reached the witch’s old throne room. Just as I’d expected, Elvey stood by a majestic window, staring outside.
His lavender hair was an inch longer than the last time I’d seen him. It was still half-wild, which gave him a seemingly harmless, sexy appeal, but I knew better.
He wore a simple, black shirt and dark trousers—a scholarly disguise.
I padded past the pillars of red marble and moved toward him.
In my Fae form, I could be fast, quiet, and stealthy.
He didn’t turn, though he’d registered my presence before I’d entered the room.
He was waiting for me. He’d
known I would come.
We stood silently while our gazes met through our reflections in the tinted glass window. His eyes were the color of the stars that held ancient mystery and new promises. They held my deep blue ones intently, and I wished the light in them would never burn out.
Finally, he turned to face me, offering me a guileless smile.
“Daisy, darling,” he purred, my name seductive on his lips.
My heart fluttered, and my pulse spiked.
I thought I’d settled down with my three mates, yet he still affected me.
My eyes roved from his god-like face to his broad shoulders, to his hard chest that couldn’t be concealed by his shirt, and to his long, powerful legs.
A lithe, lethal panther! That was what I thought of him every time.
He was large, but his perfect proportion often gave a viewer a false impression, until one found him towering.
I raised my gaze up back to his face. I wasn’t ogling him. I told myself. I was only committing his features to my memories, since this might be the last time I saw him.
At that note, my throat tightened again. I darted my eyes away toward the window to cover my tight emotions.
The city wasn’t burning as badly as before. If it weren’t for the trail of smoke still twirling into the overcast sky, it would have looked almost peaceful.
“Last chance, Elvey,” I said, pulling my gaze back and looking at him. “Come with me.”
“I like it here.”
I snorted. “So you can party with the vampires, cannibals, and a band of criminals?”
“Why not? They’re colorful characters, especially the vampires. I might even invite myself into the black tower and see if I can get myself out.”
“You don’t want to do that, Elvey,” I said. “The only one who ever got out is the Wickedest Witch in the universe, and that’s only because she had a blood bond with her Captain of Guards. Kaara bled every drop of her blood to free her mistress.”
“Good to know. All I need is to find someone who’s willing to sacrifice for me,” he said, as if that was the easiest thing to do. Then he sighed. “If I’d come to this planet earlier, I’d have met the witch.”
Fiammetta was all ice, steel, and darkness, yet she was gorgeous. Jealousy punctured my heart. I widened my eyes. That was uncalled for. I’d told myself repeatedly that Elvey didn’t belong to me, and would never, unlike my dragon princes.
“Fiammetta has a mate,” I said. “Her Archangel is the most possessive and brutal male I’ve met. He slew half of my jungle monsters for his witch.”
The corner of Elvey’s lips tugged up in amusement. “My interest in her is merely magical. Her ward intrigues me. I’ve never seen anything like that. Even after she left, her residual magic is still powerful. If I could borrow her ingredients or spells, I might be able to guard you better one day.” His eyes grew distant and predatory for a second. “I need to guard you well.”
My breath hitched, and a slim hope rose in me. So, he didn’t plan on being a permanent citizen here. He would join me in the future.
“She warded her tower with TimeFire. She can open a door to any part of the universe in any time period, and that was how she trapped Akem, the elemental who once ruled this planet and enslaved me.”
“Interesting,” he said, his pale blue eyes sparkling wickedly as a dark scheme obviously wheeled in his head. “What you can’t kill, you contain.”
“Why don’t you keep scheming about containing whatever power you want in your ship Mistress?” I asked. “No one will bother you other than to bring you three meals a day, if that’s what you want.” But his stubborn look told me that my persuasion had fallen on a deaf ear.
“It might be years before another ship comes along, or never,” I reminded him.
“I’ll take the chance.”
My temper flared. “What can be so bad about leaving with me?”
“Do you have a room for one more?” he asked quietly.
I opened my mouth, but no words came out. He’d caught me off guard. I had to admit that I felt connected to him and I was still hot for him. But I already had three mates. It had taken a while for them to even agree to share, and they were brothers. While the four of us had just established this relationship, Elvey joining us would destroy the balance, especially when the dragon princes still held some hostility toward him, though they didn’t regard him as an enemy any more.
And Elvey would constantly set me on edge when he chose to.
He laughed in dark amusement with a tinge of sadness. “That’s what I thought. If I go with you on that ship, I’ll only do more harm than good. I won’t be of much use for the moment.”
“You aren’t just an ally. You’re a friend,” I said. “I do not value you by your usefulness.”
He must have seen the open hurt in my eyes.
I had nine centuries’ share of wretchedness, so I didn’t find the need or merit to disguise my feelings. I did not play games. I told everyone what I wanted straightforwardly and expected the same courtesy.
My female instinct knew that Elvey wanted me just as much as the dragon princes, except he hadn’t showed an ounce of jealousy toward my mates or any possessiveness toward me.
My face was an open book, and Elvey had seen it.
He drew a ragged breath. “You have no idea, Daisy,” he said, his eyes darkening to the color of nighttime ocean, and there was deep hunger and heat in them. “You make my knees weak like no other. I’ve never felt for anyone as I felt for you. I want you more than anything. I want to keep you to myself, but I know better than to fight fate. Thus, I settle for what’s best for you. And that’ll be good enough for me.”
I swallowed. “That’s your selfish reason for keeping me alive?”
“Not exactly. You’re promised to us,” he said. “You have a destiny—light, dark, and powerful. I’ll make sure you get there. Sometimes, I’ll have to step back to do it.”
“Who is ‘us’?” I asked, not concealing my irritation. “And what exactly is this destiny you mentioned? I understand you won’t tell me certain things no matter how hard I try, but I’d appreciate it if you didn’t always talk in riddles and make my head spin.”
Just then, the sky reddened as a burning comet blazed a path through the heavens, before hitting the gray sea on the other side of the jungle.
When the shockwave reached us, the tower swayed, and the red marble floor trembled under my feet. I stumbled, not because of the impact, but at a glimpse of all possible futures in front of me.
I heard my dragon mates’ shouts outside the tower as they came for me.
Elvey pulled me into his arms to stabilize me, crushing me against his hard chest. His wild scent of male musk, forest sun, and home blanketed me. While I drew all of it into my lungs, wanting to keep it forever, he kissed me hard and hotly.
It scorched my soul.
Dazed and needing more, I brought my hands up to hold him to me, only to meet empty air.
Elvey had vanished into the mist of light.
Only his velvet laugh resonated in the air before fading. “May we meet again, Daisy dearest.”
– Continue on –
The Dragon Queen’s Harem
(The Curse Dragon Queen and Her Mates, #2)
Coming May 2018
Dear reader,
Thank you for reading this book. I hope you enjoyed it. Daisy made her first appearance in my other series The Wickedest Witch. For centuries, no one knew about her Fae form until she showed it to an Archangel to bargain with him in Dark Vampire. If you haven’t read The Wickedest Witch series, you might want to grab it and get a feel of Daisy’s previous life before her smoking-hot dragon princes came along.
Next, Daisy returns to the Dragon Realm, only to find the sky burning red, and the ash-laden air smelling of spice and coal. The home she had missed for nine centuries was shattered in an instant. Though her dragon mates aren’t prepared for one danger after another that chased their mate’
s tail, they’d defend her with their final breath. While they loved and lusted after her more than anything and she them, the relationship between them and Elvey only gets more electrifying, complicated, and harder.
~ Meg
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Wicked Witch (The Wickedest Witch Book 1)
She fucks me hard and forgets me the next morning.
I can’t forget our hot, sweaty nights together. I’m sure the Wickedest Witch has hexed me, making me lust only for her. How dare she use me and discard me like that!
And just as I’m about to punish her, I uncover the truth—she is my fated mate. I’ve crossed light years and crashed onto this savage planet for her, but she can’t remember a damn thing about me. I’ll do anything and kill anyone to cure her amnesia so she can remember how our passion for each other burns hotter than the stars.
I’m Archangel Gabriel. I won’t let my mate be doomed.
1
The Witch
I trekked through the deadly jungle—home to wild beasts, native cannibals, and poisonous fog.
Pine needles and twigs scrunched under my feet in the eternal shade. Scarce sunlight penetrated the thick foliage. The air smelled of moisture, bitter blossoms, and sulfur. Strange birds chirped, insects cried, and animals bellowed, each one sounding creepier than the former ones. I prowled on, the darkness of my magic trailing after me.
Akem, the elemental entity, dwelled and ruled here. He allowed only me to roam his realm, but not because he was kind. He wanted something from me, and I had no idea what that was.
