Fine. Five minutes. Then we’re going to have some fun on that big sofa!
As she let the warm water wash over her while scrubbing the grime off her body, she was suddenly reminded of the Fae’s smooth skin and flawless features. She ran a hand down her freckled arm. Her thoughts jumped to the meeting with her uncles two days earlier, when they’d set off on their journey. She’d expected them to be cold; if they’d cared about her, they would’ve contacted her earlier. What she hadn’t expected was their level of hostility.
She had no intention of introducing herself to them that first night, but her teenage cousins, who were miniature versions of their fathers, had flown down from their cloud to meet her. They’d awkwardly introduced themselves: Fenri and Hugo Nasir of the House of Phoenixfire. They hadn’t seemed unkind, just curious, and their sweet smiles sparked hope in Serah. Their kindness had meant more to her than words could express, though their awkward family dynamic made her uneasy. Alexi was her brother, but Hugo and Fenri were not. The boys all shared a mother, and Serah and Alexi shared a father. Like dragon-shifters, Fae usually mated in packs, as Fae women were scarcer than men. Her father and his two younger brothers had bonded with the same woman, and she gave them each a son. Serah had never met her father’s bride, but she got the impression she would have shown her the same animosity her uncles had.
The meeting with her cousins was cut short when Victor and Raphael Nasir had joined them, storms brewing in their pale eyes. Both uncles looked like younger versions of Brayne Nasir, her sperm donor: tall and lithe, with luminous skin and long pale hair that hung down over their shoulders like shimmering curtains. Their beautiful faces were marred by deep scowls and venomous expressions.
She’d never felt more like an outsider in her life and couldn’t help comparing herself to the Fae. They were tall, lean, and lithe, and she was average height, with wild auburn hair, curvy hips, and a generous cleavage, thanks to her mother’s siren heritage. They looked nothing alike, but she was half Fae.
Dragging their sons away by their earlobes, her uncles told them they had no business fraternizing with their uncle’s bastard. Her mates had nearly burned her two uncles on the spot. If King Tormung hadn’t intervened, Serah had no doubt the stuck-up Fae would’ve been reduced to piles of ash.
“Mind if I wash?”
She jumped, startled by the boom of Draque’s deep voice as he opened the shower door, his tanned, muscular body glistening with sweat, his thick cock jutted toward her like an arrow honing in on its target. Her pussy flooded when he stepped in, invading her personal space, water splashing from his chest to hers.
“Is that the only reason you’re here?” she asked, unable to hide a smile.
He lathered his body with soap, eyes flashing yellow. “I’m here for a few reasons.”
Her pussy throbbed with need when he cleaned his thick cock.
We should be cleaning it, Thelix purred. With our mouth.
After he finished, she placed a hand on his broad chest, feeling his steady heartbeat as she stepped closer. He smashed her breasts against him while water formed a puddle inside her cleavage. When his erection pressed against her abdomen, she wanted to wrap her legs around him and let him sink into her.
Cupping her chin, he forced her to look at him. “They disrespected you. They deserved a lot more than piss on their heads.”
She’d been expecting a declaration of love and desire, not that. She supposed Draque needed to clear the air before they made love.
“I know.” Emotion clogged her throat and her shoulders fell with the admission. Why had her uncles treated her so poorly? She’d never done anything to them other than being born.
“They’re fools.” He kissed her forehead, his lips lingering on her skin. “They should be proud to acknowledge you. You’re a treasure.”
Thelix made a swooning sound.
Her heart felt near to bursting as she clung to him, kissing his shoulder. He was such a wonderful mate. “It still stings.” But it stung less, knowing she had the love of her three dragon princes.
He brushed a strand of wet hair out of her eyes. “Those conceited pricks aren’t worthy of your tears,” he said, wiping her cheeks.
Had she been crying? She hadn’t noticed. Draque had been a nice distraction. “Kiss me.”
A dragon’s rumble erupted from his chest and he claimed her lips, growling into her mouth while their tongues passionately sparred. She wrapped a leg around his, pressing into his erection.
Cupping the globes of her ass, he hoisted her, and she gladly wrapped her legs around his hips, groaning into his mouth when he pressed her into the wall.
Thelix let out what sounded like a battle cry: Give it to us rough!
His deep chuckle vibrated her skin, making her pussy gush and swell. Is that what you want, Serah?
Desire coursed through her veins like molten lava. Yes, please!
He slid into her, and Thelix sucked in a sharp gasp when his cockhead slammed into that bundle of nerves, aching and swollen with need.
Latching onto her neck with his teeth, he growled like a predator cornering his prey, slipping out and thrusting again, her gushing fluids making him slide with ease. Her head fell back against the tile wall, and she arched her hips with each deep thrust, on the verge of unraveling. He fucked her with unrelentless abandon, pounding her pussy until pain mixed with pleasure.
He squeezed her breast, pinching a nipple into a hard pebble. “Come with me, my love,” he panted into her mouth.
She lost herself in his kiss, crying out when he finally pushed her over the peak. Her tunnel clenched, then released, throbbing like a heartbeat as she fell apart in his arms. He spilled into her after one final, jarring thrust.
After their heartbeats slowed, she expected him to pull out. Instead, he started all over again, battering her until she wanted to weep from the pleasure. It was too much, but he pushed her into an agonized state of unrelenting desire. The orgasm hit her hard, like an explosion had gone off, particles expanding, then quickly drawing back in, then expanding again as multiple waves of pleasure pulsed through her. She went limp in his arms as he continued to fuck her, powerless to do anything except surrender to the tremors that wracked her. He let out a pained cry, shuddering when he released into her.
They panted like wounded animals until their breathing slowly returned to normal.
That was feral, Thelix cooed. Our pussy is so happy.
I’m glad you both enjoyed it, Draque teased. He kissed her and withdrew.
She had no idea how long the hot water would last, so she reluctantly let him pull away. She lifted a leg and let him clean her, flashing a sultry smile when he rubbed soap into her swollen slit.
“I’d give you one more,” he said, “but I’ll be nice and save some for my brothers.”
Make sure he cleans you out good, Thelix pleaded, so Teju will lick our pussy.
Draque must have heard her, because he chuckled loudly before using the shower nozzle to spray between her legs.
They kissed and nipped and teased each other while drying off, her siren’s lust returning with a vengeance by the time he wrapped a soft cotton robe around her while squeezing each round, firm breast.
“I could fuck you all night,” he whispered.
We would let you, Thelix cried.
He opened the bathroom door. Teju and Ladon were waiting, looking at them expectantly.