Sold To The Dragon Princes: The Novel

by Daniella Wright

  I groaned and slid my tongue over Jeremy’s sensitive tip. Jake began to slap up against me and breathe quicker. A few seconds later he grunted and held himself inside me until he was completely finished before withdrawing. He lay back on the bed and sighed.

  “Sure beats the hand!” he joked.

  Jeremy laughed. “My turn now,” he said.

  “Wait,” I said, “I’ve always wanted to do it on a hotel chair!” I said and led him to the chair in front of the mirror and small desk in the room.

  I pressed him down on the plush chair and climbed on top of him, facing towards him. I guided him inside me and arched my pelvis to take him in. He groaned immediately. I tilted my head back to see us in the mirror and winked at him. I was definitely ready for more. I sat up straight again and pushed up and down on top of him, going faster and faster and then suddenly slowing down.

  “Whoa!” he exclaimed.

  He squeezed my butt cheeks and moved with my rhythm to penetrate me deeply. I bounced on top of him and my breasts bounced along. He stared at my jiggling breasts and I giggled.

  I reached down and ran my fingers over my sensitive hood and groaned with pleasure. I rubbed it more vigorously and began to throb harder inside. My muscles clenched around him. He groaned too with the tighter fit and I bounced quicker on his lap as we both got close to the end.

  He squeezed my nipples and I threw my head back as the pleasure reached its peak. I couldn’t stop it anymore. He grabbed hold of my hips and thrust the final few strokes deep and hard. We groaned in unison as the satisfaction pulsed through my body in waves.

  I leaned my head back until I could see us in the mirror again. Jeremy supported my back.

  “You like what you see?” he asked.

  “Oh, I always have,” I replied.

  Chapter 7

  I watched my father’s face as the election results were announced. His eyes got wider and wider and then a grin developed which spread from ear to ear. Then he shouted.

  “Yeah!”

  The room filled with cheers and shrieks of joy. I took my fingers out of my mouth, jumped up and hugged my mother.

  “Yeah!” we both shouted out.

  My father darted over and wrapped his arms around both my mother and I. He was not usually a very affectionate person and I was surprised. After a second he let go and stepped backward.

  “Well done, love,” my mother said.

  “Congratulations!” I added.

  He nodded at me and then went off to his team in the back of the living room. I was so relieved that he’d still managed to get re-elected after everything our family had experienced with the media. When the champagne glasses were handed out, I immediately took a giant gulp.

  Jeremy and Jake were in the back of the room, keeping a low profile as they had insisted. But now with the good news, I waved them over to the main group. They sauntered over and toasted me. I wanted to lean over and kiss them both, but didn’t want to be disrespectful of the occasion. Was I becoming a good girl again?

  “Thank god he was re-elected!” they both said.

  I pulled them both into a hug, with no kissing and, when I looked up, my father was looking at me. I froze. Was that a bad idea? But then he smiled at me and I exhaled slowly.

  “What are we going to do when he runs for Governor?” Jeremy said, poking me in the arm.

  I shook my head.

  “You think you jokers will still be around?” I replied and smirked at him.

  I walked out to the balcony and waited for them to join me. I was really lucky to have not one, but two special men in my life. The media had decided that our polyamorous relationship was more than okay and we still trended when we all went out together.

  “I never thought you’d come with me that first night,” Jeremy said, looking down at me.

  “I never thought I would either!” I replied.

  We laughed and they wrapped their arms around me on either side. A shooting star flashed across the night sky. I clapped my hands together and looked from my one man to the other.

  “Thank you for helping me become the bad girl I was always meant to be!” I said.

  “Who us?” Jeremy said.

  “What did we have to do with it?” Jake joked.

  He leaned closer and kissed my cheek. A second later Jeremy kissed my other cheek. The night could have been a disaster but it wasn’t, I thought and exhaled. And I had an idea how to make it even better!

  I took both of their hands and led them out into the garden. We walked along the stone path until it turned to dirt and curved into a private, secluded garden with a bench, looking out over a pond. I knew no one would come out there with the major celebrations going on inside, but it would still be fun to fool around, out in the open night sky right by my parent’s house.

  “Again?” Jake said and stared at me.

  “You really are a bad girl!” Jeremy added.

  I laughed and seated them on the stone bench. I turned my back so they could undo the zip of my tight-fitting evening dress. I had to get right out of it if I wanted to have any fun. One of them slowly zipped the zip down to my lower back. I climbed out of the dress and folded it over the bench.

  “Wow!” Jake exclaimed.

  Jeremy let out a soft whistle.

  I had on a strapless corset, which accentuated my cleavage, matching satin and lace panties, suspenders and lace-topped stockings. I bent over and touched the ground in front of me and revealed another secret.

  “Oh my god, girl. Crotchless panties!”

  I looked up at them from between my legs and giggled.

  “Thank god we know what your sex drive is like by now, Tara,” Jeremy said, “and we come prepared.”

  He whipped a condom out of his jacket pocket and I giggled. Not only men had a high sex drive and I was glad I had two men to satisfy me. After being with them, I wasn’t sure one man would ever suffice. I stood up and sauntered towards my two sexy men.

  “Come here, you wicked slut!” Jake said, grinning at me.

  He beckoned me towards the bench.

  “Get up on your hands and knees!”

  “Ooh, yes Sir!” I replied.

  I climbed up on the bench and felt the cold stone beneath my hands and knees. My stockings were probably going to be ruined after this, but luckily my evening gown was full length.

  I waited eagerly for one of them to take up the position behind my ready rear.

  I looked back and saw Jake coming closer and licked my lips. Then I saw Jeremy approaching from the other side. I knew what he had in mind. Why not, I thought. As Jake filled my hot pussy from behind, Jeremy filled my mouth with his hard cock.

  Now this was a party, I thought, as Jake entered me. As I looked up, I saw a shadow in the bush and almost choked on Jeremy’s cock. I whipped him out of my mouth and stared. The shadow moved.

  “Oh god,” I whispered.

  “What’s wrong?” Jeremy asked as he stopped thrusting.

  The shadow separated from the bush and turned into a tall figure.

  “Oh fuck! Who are you?” Jake said.

  “Fuck off, old man!” Jeremy added.

  Jake tried to shield me from the figure’s gaze, as I tried to reach for my gown to cover myself.

  “Don’t stop on my account,” the man said.

  “Wha-” I began.

  I stared. I knew him. He was one of my father’s political sponsors. He was about 40 years old, but very handsome.

  “Pretend I’m not here, Tara. I just like to watch!” he added.

  “What the fuck?” Jeremy said.

  I looked at the older gentleman, then at Jeremy and Jake. My pussy began to throb even harder.

  “Let’s let him watch, if he wants to,” I said dismissively.

  But, I really wanted the older man to stay and watch. I wanted his eyes on me as the boys fucked me hard.

  “What?” Jake said.

  “Oh, what the hell,” Jeremy added.

  He s
pread my legs with his hand and put his dick inside me again. The older gentleman returned to the shadows and watched. I could only make out his faint outline, but I knew he was there and it drove me wild.

  Something about him, made me want to make him happy. And if watching me get fucked hard, pleased him, then I felt good. Good and horny.

  I kept looking up in his direction as I felt Jeremy’s balls slap up against my butt with each hard stroke. Jake was more reluctant for the strange man to watch us, but after a minute of listening to my aroused squeaks, I saw his cock was hard again.

  I beckoned for him to come closer, as he had earlier. He put his cock back in my mouth and I sucked it like a lollipop on a blistering hot day. He began to groan even before Jeremy. As he groaned I looked at the shadow. The man’s outline was still there. Good, I thought. His eyes on me, made me feel proud. My pussy throbbed harder every time I looked in his direction.

  I couldn’t believe he was there watching from the shadows. I had noticed him at my father’s functions before and felt a stirring in my pussy. I couldn’t understand how I could feel that way about someone who was practically my father’s age, but I did. Even more so now.

  Jake groaned and his cock pulsed out its final release into my mouth. I pulled him out of my mouth just before he was completely done and let some of his come splatter on my face. I did it for my voyeur. I thought he would approve. When I looked towards the bushes though, the shadow was gone. I narrowed my eyes to see if he had moved, but it seemed like he had left. I was disappointed. I wanted him to watch the whole show.

  Then Jeremy slowed down his pace and pulled slightly out of my pussy. That got my attention. I knew what was coming next. I reached between my legs and rubbed my swollen clit. I thought of the handsome voyeur as I rubbed my clit harder and Jeremy suddenly shoved deep inside me. He thrust in and out, faster and faster. The more I thought about the voyeur, the closer I came to orgasm. I pictured him watching me approvingly, as I was fucked hard from behind.

  Jeremy started to grunt and I was there too. My clit was super sensitive but I continued to rub it until I released my orgasm. It exploded from deep inside my pussy and resonated outward through my body in powerful waves. It was even better than at the campsite!

  Oh god, I thought, I wanted the older gentleman to watch me again. I had to feel his eyes on me. I had to. I quickly slipped back into my dress and kissed the boys, before they zipped me up.

  I couldn’t wait for them to get ready and hurried back up to my parent’s house before them. As soon as I set foot in the living room door, I looked around. Where was he? I had to catch his gaze. I scanned the room, but couldn’t see his dark blue suit anywhere. As I made my way to the family room, I suddenly saw him. He was at the edge of a large group of people. He wasn’t looking my way.

  Please look at me, I willed. My pussy began to throb again as I stared at him. After what seemed like minutes, he finally looked my way. I grinned mischievously at him as our gaze met briefly. He smiled and then winked at me.

  I grabbed a glass of champagne and sat on a bar stool, where I could see him. I prayed my father would have another function soon, so I could see my voyeur. And hopefully provide a show to please him too!

  Double Army

  ~Bonus Story~

  A Steamy Biker & Military Menage Romance

  I lived a pretty happy life. I had a decent job at a local magazine. I had a clean apartment. Best of all, I had a loving boyfriend, Jaimie Gold, who showed me nothing but love and affection for the past three years. This all changed when my ex came back from the army. After years without communication, a part of me assumed he would never come back. After all, I never received a phone call or a postcard.

  Obviously, he wanted nothing to do with me. Maybe he avoided me because I was dating his brother. But, in the end, he was the one who left me. I was free to date whoever I wanted after he disappeared, right? Still, I couldn’t shake the feeling that I had betrayed him.

  When we finally reunite at a family dinner, tensions rise and hostilities emerge. Would I be the cause of two brothers never speaking to each other again? Would I ever be able to keep my heart loyal to one brother when I obviously had feelings for both?

  * * *

  Chapter 1

  The kitchen smelled of bacon. The sizzle and pop of the oil sounded over the obnoxiously loud ventilation fan. I carefully flipped the bacon, making sure none of the oil splattered onto my pajamas. I watched the juicy strips drizzle with fat as I held them above the pan for a moment before finally setting them down on the side of the pan. Freeing some space, I cracked in two large eggs – sunny side up. Immediately, they started to cook in the bacon’s fat. I smiled before covering the pan with a lid.

  I lowered the heat on the stove before stepping to the side, closing the egg carton. Picking it up, I shuffled toward the fridge, my white slippers keeping my feet nice and warm. The apartment’s current sixty degrees certainly didn’t agree with me. If the damn thermostat worked, maybe I could have had it set to a toasty 68, but right now that was nothing more than a hopeless dream.

  Outside, it was snowing. The windowsills were already covered with about an inch of the white fluff. I wondered if I should go outside to make a few snowballs and throw them at Jaimie when he least expected it. The look on his face would be worth going out in the freezing cold.

  I grinned to myself as I put the eggs back in the fridge. I bent over, fitting them back in their tight compartment. Currently, the fridge was overflowing with takeout boxes that I knew I had to clean out, but I didn’t want to do it. Besides, I knew there was triple-chocolate cheesecake in one of them. I couldn’t possibly let that go to waste.

  As I started to go through them, however, I heard the stereo turn on in the living room. I grinned, knowing Jaimie had finally gotten out of bed. My smirk widened as I thought about our time in bed this morning. I had given him a nice little wake-up call indeed. He hadn’t yet woken up and so I snuck under the covers and well… the rest is history.

  “Good to see you finally made it out of bed.” I cooed, turning around to face him as I heard his familiar footsteps against the kitchen floor. Before our eyes could even meet, he was already kissing me, pushing my body against the counter. I leaned back, my ass on the edge of the counter. His hands wrapped around my wrists, pulling me close as our lips smashed together, dancing against one another. His tongue effortlessly slipped into my mouth, tangling with mine.

  My heartbeat quickened in my chest as he picked me up, sitting me on the counter, our passion intensifying with every second. I could feel my breath slowly ebbing away, but I didn’t care. I ran my fingers through his thick brown hair and wrapped my legs around him tightly, grinding my hips into his before he finally pulled away. “What has gotten into you this morning?” He asked, smirking like an idiot.

  “Maybe it’s you. Maybe you turn me on.” I said with a wink.

  “God, you can’t tease me like this baby… I might just take you right here and now, have you screaming my name till the neighbors hear you.”

  “Oh, I’m sure they heard us last night.”

  “Maybe they didn’t quite get the gist.” Jaimie teased as he started to kiss my neck, his lips running along my flesh as his hand rested on my thighs, slowly spreading my legs apart.

  “But if you want breakfast, I’d suggest calming yourself down for a bit.”

  “Ooh, what are you making?”

  I chuckled. Food was one of the few things that could make Jaimie lose any and all focus. “Bacon and eggs.”

  “You’re too good to me sometimes, babe. You know that’s my favorite.”

  I just smiled at him and jumped off the counter. “Well, we haven’t been together for three years for nothing. I know how to treat my man.”

  “Damn right, you do.” He leaned down, kissing the top of my head, making me giggle. I turned off the stove and divided the meal into two plates. Jaimie came up behind me, wrapping his arms around my narrow waist, his ha
nds on my tummy. I laughed as he nuzzled my neck, his gentle stubble tickling my skin. He nipped at my neck, leaving behind little love bites. “I love seeing you so happy in the morning… it works me up if you know what I mean.”

  “Oh, I can feel what you mean just fine.” I laughed, wiggling my ass against his already hardening member, just to tease him further. “But you know, we both have things we have to do today. I have that article to write and you have Roy’s bike to fix. Or are you going to let it rust in the driveway?”