The Dragon Queen’s Harem: A Reverse Harem Fantasy Romance (The Cursed Dragon Queen and Her Mates Book 2)

by Meg Xuemei X

  If they crossed the line to hurt the land, I’d strike.

  My mates stood by me, helping me deal with the everyday trials and challenges. They had been fending off their father King Oriel’s demands of taking me to the Oslan Dominion. Their queen mothers also constantly pleaded with them to return home, which made me feel like an ass for keeping their sons here with me.

  I needed my mates more than they did, I told myself.

  I also hinted to King Oriel during one of our holographic conferences that he should give up any idea of controlling me through his three sons. The Danaenyth dynasty, which belonged to my mates, my people, and me, wouldn’t be merged into his Oslan Dominion.

  Having ambition was good but being too ambitious was not good. It was more than dangerous. It could be destructive.

  “When we’re ready, we’ll bring our queen and mate to visit,” Rai told the king. “But not now, Father! Things are still boiling here.”

  I also learned to cope with a new beast—the human media.

  Somehow the human media was fascinated with me. I’d accepted a few live interviews on national broadcast for all six cities to see, which my grandfather had never done before. I wanted to know my people as much as they wanted to know me. However, to my surprise and dismay, the humans were less interested in my new policies than what I wore every day.

  When I held court, I was often clad in a gown, and when I had a meeting with humans or travelled to the six cities, I dressed in suits and pants.

  My mates only chuckled in amusement at my discovery. “Humans are weird when they’re harmless.” That was their conclusion.

  The humans were most interested in my relationship with my mates. Two bold producers even approached me and pleaded for me to do a reality show. They said the ratings would break the historical record. As if I cared.

  “Fuckers! Mind your own fucking business!” Blaze told them. He was kind enough not to blow fire into their faces.

  Iokul shook his head, disgust in his icy silver eyes. “They think we dragons are monkeys.”

  Rai banned them from ever entering the Dragon Realm.

  Though my mates weren’t shy about showering me with affections in public, we were still private people. Our matehood wasn’t for show.

  “Ready for bed, babe?” Blaze nuzzled my neck before I rose from the chair behind the desk.

  We had a new rule among us. We did not fuck in the throne room or my office or their offices, no matter how much we wanted to. If we did, other dragons could smell it. As a new queen, I needed to keep a good public image. Because of my stubbornness in following through the rule, my mates and I constantly suffered when our lust burned brightly and darkly.

  The urgent mating call wasn’t something to reckon with, and it never stopped.

  I let Blaze lead me out of the office. He seemed to want to carry me to our bedroom at the speed of a blink of an eye. Rai also came to pick me up, his heated eyes roving over me and fixing on my cleavage with raw hunger.

  We stayed in my old chamber. My staff had modified it to the queen’s suite. My mates all had their own suites should they need some space, but every night, all of them stayed in my bed.

  My grandfather’s suite remained the same. It was always his. But he had only come once when I’d been crowned in my coronation. The media had gone into frenzy covering the event. In the past, pure humans were limited in the six cities. The realm hadn’t welcomed them. But I’d removed the barrier.

  No bullshit such as “Dragons Superior” or “Humans Superior” was allowed in my reign.

  Blaze eyed the vast, soft bed with longing, his golden eyes heavily lidded.

  My thunder and lightning dragon was so horny he didn’t even bother with foreplay. As soon as we entered the queen’s suite, he stripped me and himself in a hurry. Hooking my leg into his arm, he thrust his massive erection into my needy pussy.

  I threw my head back and moaned as a shard of pleasure shot into me. I didn’t blame him for wanting a hasty fuck, for I could barely hold back. My panties had been soaked for most of the day.

  Rai groaned like a beast and drove into me with bruising force that made my knees weak. His other arm wrapped around me to anchor me.

  “After I have a quick fuck,” he said, pure lust filling his sapphire eyes, “I’ll bathe you and take time tasting your pussy. And then I’ll fuck you again.”

  I rocked my hips against him, moving with him. “Sounds good,” I whimpered.

  “This sweet pussy is mine,” he groaned, and slanted his mouth over mine, his tongue slipping through my parted lips, lapping over my teeth, hard palate, and tongue.

  I received his invasion with equal hunger.

  He tasted like pure male and rainstorms, and beneath them, sky fire that was different than Blaze’s. Rai adjusted his position slightly and drove into me with rapid speed, pounding his need and want and lust into me.

  Blissful pleasure rippled through me like waves.

  “You want my cock as well, don’t you?” Blaze joined us, his husky voice sounding beside my ear. His hard chest pressed against my skin. A massive cock pushed up against the small of my back, its heat burning me. “You like to be fucked by all of us, my lustful mate.”

  Yes, I want all of you. All of your cocks are my treat. And I love indulging in our carnal lust. But I couldn’t answer him since Rai still sealed my mouth.

  “How about this?” Blaze demanded. “You like this?” He rubbed his steel rod over my ass, its pre-cum painting my butt-cheeks.

  I wiggled to show him just how much I wanted it.

  He chuckled darkly, his voice full of wild lust, and he spanked me with the length of his shaft.

  I cried out against Rai’s lips, as light pain brought another kind of pleasure.

  “I’m gonna fuck your little, tight ass,” Blaze said. “I’m going to take you like no one has taken you before.”

  His steel rod poked into me from behind, one inch, then another inch, until it seated deeply.

  I broke free from Rai’s kiss and moaned harshly, savoring how the fire dragon stretched my tight ass with his invasion.

  “Mine!” Blaze growled.

  While he gave me time to adjust to his size, he dipped his head to trace up my neck with his hungry lips, until he had my earlobe between his teeth and nipped me.

  I moaned. “Fuck me.”

  Blaze started to move slowly, in contrast to Rai’s rapid pounding between my thighs.

  Rai rammed into me, shards of pleasure rocking me with his every mighty thrust.

  I writhed as they both pressed closer against me.

  We were skin to skin with nothing between us but uninhibited lust.

  Lust was such a real, delicious thing.

  Rai’s dark sapphire eyes burned with fiery desire, promising to fuck me senseless. His cock slammed in and out of my heat with a blinding speed and a dragon’s strength.

  My fingernails raked through his muscled back as his next sequence of thrusts drove to the depth of my molten core over and over.

  He was going to undo me. They were all going to unmake me in this unrelenting and endless and wonderful pleasure.

  Rai kept pumping into me, harsh and hard. He wouldn’t stop even if the world ended now.

  “Sweetheart, take all I have for you,” he said. “I’m fucking you to eternity.”

  I melted, and he thrust into me like fucking me was all he needed to live.

  Blaze’s rough hands cupped my perky breasts as he picked up speed driving into my ass, his breath heavy with unending desire.

  I moaned, “More, please, more!” knowing my body would hurt tomorrow, but I couldn’t resist wanting all of them. Both men encased me, slamming in and out of me vehemently, one in my pussy, and one in my ass.

  I was completely filled. I was being fucked and cherished and wanted and desired.

  Our mating bond grew brightly as fever burned through our dragon veins.

  They held me and pinned me between them as they
fucked me. My mates had perfect control over me, and I surrendered to them.

  A new bout of powerful thrusts from my front and back pushed me to the edge of my release. The pressure of my muscles kept building and soaring, and to my disbelief, pleasure still escalated and expanded in me while I felt like I was already at the peak of it. My mind could register nothing but their cocks. Pleasure sent me to the brink of my existence before pulling me back, then sent me to the brink again.

  Until a thousand fireworks exploded in me.

  I sobbed as both my mates roared at our joined carnal joy and explosive releases.

  While we were lost in the haze of heat and rolling waves of sensation, I caught sight of a silver dragon swooping up and down outside the full glass door, watching our mating.

  His silver and blue scales glistened, and his massive wings carried moonlight and wild wind. That was my ice dragon mate.

  He would join us soon. That I knew from seeing the fire leaping beneath his ice. I wondered how he was going to fuck me. Just as my mind wondered, he shifted right outside the garden, pressed his palm on the scanner, slid the door open, and strode in.

  He started to undress himself while Blaze and Rai still pinned me between them. I waited for another moment and untangled from them, and they allowed it.

  I stalked toward Iokul. He dropped his pants to the floor, his pale cock springing free.

  “In bed, Iokul,” I demanded. “They fucked me so hard. Now it’s time for me to fuck you hard.”

  Blaze and Rai chuckled, watching me with interest, their cocks still hard and jutting against their bellies.

  Yet they let me play.

  Iokul obeyed and rolled to the center of the bed. I followed him like a predator, with an easy, confident gait.

  I crawled onto the high bed, pinning down Iokul, my submission gone completely. “I’m going to fuck you so hard you’ll beg for mercy.”

  “Don’t spare me, honey,” Iokul said, his eyes flashing with incredible need for me. “Ride me like the wild dragon you are.”

  Without another word, I placed the crown of his shaft at my slick entrance and slid down with an explosive strength.

  He gasped. I heaved up and slammed down again.

  I wasn’t gentle.

  I quickened pace, fucking him harder and harder, barely sparing him time to catch his breath. I was half-Fae, half-dragon, my strength formidable, and I fucked him.

  My ass slammed onto his tightened balls.

  His icy silver eyes went wild before glowing. His one hand grabbed my breast, fondling it, and his other hand flicked my throbbing, swollen clit.

  All we had for each other at the moment was raw need and brutal lust.

  I rocked against his hard length as lustful gasps escaped my throat. The parts of his face that was uncovered by the mask twisted in ecstasy.

  A beastly sound tore from his chest. The dragon in him peeked out at me with approval and boiling lust. His dragon liked being fucked this way very much.

  “You’re killing me, little mate,” he said. “Your moist heat gloves my cock and your pussy clenches it so hard.”

  “Yeah?” I sank down to the base of his shaft, my pussy swallowing his length completely.

  “Like that,” he hissed in pleasure. “Night and morning, I’ll bury my dick deep in your hot, tight pussy.”

  “Is that what you want?” I asked roughly. “Think you can take it?”

  “You’re mine,” he challenged me. “I’ll take you however I want.”

  With every plunge, I rode him harder and faster, and my mate groaned in satisfaction, until we both erupted. He roared, his seed spilling in me, and I exploded around his cock.

  I kept riding him, driving him to the brink of insanity to meet me there.

  “Don’t stop yet, my queen,” Blaze said, moving to the bed.

  Rai followed. “We’ll never let you leave.”

  Rai’s arched cock jerked forward in demand and need, and Blaze’s straight large cock throbbed aggressively.

  All mine! Fuck!

  My magnificent mates pleasured and satisfied me, and they sated both the fiery Fae and the dragon in me. Their fire, ice, thunderstorm, and passion should be all I ever wanted. I was the luckiest woman alive in the whole universe to have them, and my nine centuries of being three beasts to wait for them was all worth it.

  Yet, there was still a constant ache pulsing in my soul while a piece was missing.

  My mates felt the echo of my ache, and it affected them.

  The next day, they told me, “Let’s pay Elvey a visit. It’s about time.”

  CHAPTER 24

  Rosalinda stiffened as soon as we entered the Howling At Your Peril.

  We came before the bar opened. My mates, who flanked me, gave her a polite nod.

  Adrian also strode into the bar with us, while the other guards spread around the perimeter. He smiled at her. The black dragon had taken a liking to the Fae warrior. She didn’t return his smile or any of ours.

  She bowed to me slightly, her green eyes cold and her voice colder. “Your Majesty.”

  She wore a black silky shirt and black pants, as if she was mourning someone.

  “Sorry to drop on you like this, Rosalinda,” I said. “We haven’t thanked you properly. My mates and I would like to invite you and Elvey to dine at the palace tonight.”

  Her face was as hard as the icy marble. “I’m sorry I can’t accept it.”

  I blinked.

  She hadn’t come to my coronation, either, though I’d sent her an invitation, which included Elvey. I had let the matter drop, thinking that they might not want to be seen with the dragons. But on the Empire Tower’s rooftop when I’d faced off Lysandra, everyone had seen both Elvey and Rosalinda support me.

  My mates stared at her, frowning, surprised at her sudden change of attitude toward us when formerly she’d almost given her life defending me.

  Now, she didn’t even offer us a seat or a drink.

  Where did this hostility and coldness come from?

  “Are you all right, Rosalinda?” Adrian asked.

  She bit her lip, not looking at any of us.

  “What’s wrong, Rosa?” I asked softly. I had a horrible feeling about what she held back.

  “Nothing’s wrong,” she snarled and glared at me.

  My mates would have snarled back on other occasions, but they had a great deal of respect for this Fae warrior. They’d fought together.

  “Where’s Elvey, Rosa?” I prodded.

  She didn’t answer, and tears welled in her eyes. The uneasiness grew in me, and wrongness filled my mind.

  “Where can I find him?” I asked.

  She shook her head again, and I shoved aside a sudden jealousy. I knew she could always get hold of him, yet I’d never been able to know where he’d gone.

  “I looked for him when we killed the black witch, but he was already gone,” I said. “I haven’t seen him ever since. I know he has a penchant for the dramatic and likes to disappear on people. But I’d appreciate it if he’ll drop by once in a while to say hello.”

  “He can’t,” she hissed, trying to conceal her distress. Tears still welled in her eyes and she fought them back.

  “What do you mean he can’t?” Iokul demanded. “When you get to know the Fae mage, he isn’t really that arrogant and insufferable.” He was closer to him than my other two mates.

  Rosalinda turned to me, her expression softening a little as the resentment in her lessened. “I promised him I wouldn’t tell you.”

  “If he’s in any trouble, I need to know,” I hissed. “He means more to me than you can ever imagine. Talk, Rosalinda.”

  Rosalinda slumped onto a bar stool and gestured for us to sit.

  “He didn’t want you to know this,” she said, burying her face in her hands. “He didn’t want you to go after him. He wanted to buy you more time. He made me promise that. It’s hopeless. He knew what would happen to him when he exposed the witch in public like tha
t. He knew what kind of punishment he would face. Yet he still helped you, never once thinking of himself. I’d once had to watch the queen shatter every bone in his body when he disobeyed her. It’s worse than death for him to be in that place, to be beside her. He ordered me to keep aiding you in any way possible if anything happened to him, but I am crippled, knowing he suffers in hell and I can do nothing about it. I can do nothing to help my friend who once saved me and bought my freedom.” Her voice broke, and Adrian moved to her side and held her to comfort her.

  Blood drained from my face, and ice filled my veins.

  My mates embraced me to lend their strength and unconditional support.

  “How did it happen?” I swallowed, my voice inhumanly cold and merciless and miserable. “He was in my realm. I thought she couldn’t reach him here. She should not be able to touch him here.”

  Rosalinda raised her head, tears gone from her eyes, while her face was wet. “The blood bond does the trick. She can reach him anywhere, and he can’t resist her.”

  “But he did,” I cried. “He injected himself with the vampire venom, and it thinned the blood bond between them. He told me so.”

  “How long do you think that venom could stay in his veins as powerful and primordial as he is?” Rosalinda asked. “There was only a trace left in his bloodstream the day he trapped Lysandra on the rooftop to buy you time. The venom isn’t as good as you think. It was hurting him and limiting his abilities. While your magic killed the black witch, Tianna used the opening to grab Elvey and drag him right to her hell in chains.”

  She’d taken him right from under my nose, and I hadn’t even known. I’d secretly blamed him for vanishing on me again.

  Sphinx’s last warning echoed painfully in the chamber of my head. “Gain the first and lose the last. Keep the last, and the first will be shattered bones. Heart doesn’t know. Heart betrays.”

  He was my first mate. He’d known it before I was born. All he’d done for centuries was to protect me. He’d never asked anything back, not my affection, not my commitment, and not my love. And I’d never given him anything, except danger.