Ladon scowled at Draque. “That was a long shower.”
“I was warming her up for you,” Draque teased.
Teju gave Draque a dirty look and slipped into the bathroom.
“Make it quick,” Ladon said to Teju.
Draque took her to the sunken center of the living room, where they snuggled on the sofa, ate strawberries, and drank Siren Sangrias. She pressed her back against his chest, and he opened her robe, toying with each breast and rubbing her wet clit until she swelled with need.
Teju returned, a towel draped low across his hips.
“My turn.” Licking his lips, he crawled between her thighs.
She spread her legs, and he wasted no time licking her swollen pearl, his long forked tongue wriggling like a snake back and forth across her slit. The feeling was so exquisite, she thought she’d die from the pleasure. Draque massaged her breasts while Teju licked.
Thelix had gone utterly silent, a testament to Teju’s skilled tongue. Only he had the power to shut her up.
As his tongue continued to slither across her slit she couldn’t stop the pressure that built between her legs. Her entire being expanded like a volcano moments before shooting lava into the sky. She released a silent scream when she finally exploded, flooding Teju’s mouth as her pearl throbbed against his tongue.
It took ages for her to float back to earth. Teju patiently waited, his head still planted between her thighs.
Smiling down at him, she ran her hands through his thick, dark hair. “Thank you.”
“No problem.” He flashed a devilish grin. “You needed it.”
Yes, we did, Thelix said.
She sat up. “And what about your needs?”
“Flip over,” he said, “and I’ll show you.”
She gladly acquiesced. Ladon emerged from the bathroom, his body still glistening with moisture. Hopping onto the sofa, he nudged Draque out of the way. When Teju latched onto her from behind, she lurched forward, taking Ladon’s thick cock in her mouth. He groaned while she sucked his shaft with wild abandon while trying to concentrate on her building orgasm as Teju fucked her with deep, short thrusts. Ladon came in her mouth, and she swallowed while sucking his pulsating flesh.
Teju hissed between each thrust, and she knew he was holding back. Ladon whimpered, reaching for her when she slid off his cock.
“You’ll get another turn,” she said.
Arching her hips, she met each thrust until Teju shuddered, digging his nails into the globes of her ass when he released. Rather than strive for that orgasm, she fell forward as Teju slid out.
“Switch places,” she said to the brothers, and they eagerly crawled over each other.
Thelix let out a contented sigh. I love being a siren.
I do, too, Serah said and swallowed Teju to the root.
Her sweet Ladon wasn’t gentle. He must have sensed her need when he banged into her hard, awakening every nerve ending once again. Teju thrust deep into her throat, reminding her to focus on her sucking. She tasted her essence while swirling her tongue around his sensitive foreskin. He came with a roar while she swallowed his essence.
She turned her attention to Ladon, who slammed into her. When Teju slid down to toy with her clit, she came again. How many times was that? She’d lost track.
Does it matter? Thelix teased. A siren can never have enough orgasms.
Ladon filled her already soaked channel, then feathered ticklish kisses across her spine. “That was amazing, my love.”
She squirmed while Teju trailed kisses across her neck. “I agree.”
Afterward, they feasted on chicken wings, lasagna, garlic bread, and grilled vegetables. She’d never enjoyed food so much in her life. It was as if those orgasms had awakened every taste bud and made the various flavors come alive in her mouth. Dessert was more siren sangrias and another round of vigorous lovemaking with her three dragon princes. If her mates thought this might be their last night together, they were certainly determined to make it a memorable one.
Chapter Two
Gae swirled the vortex of black matter, her glimpse into the outside world. She infused a bit of dark magic, spinning it until the particles coalesced.
She did not like what she saw. Dragons, witches, and worst of all, Fae, had gathered along the mainland’s shoreline, their greedy gazes set upon her island.
She flew to the cavern that led to her underwater world and dove into the inky black water. Using her tail as a rudder, she pushed toward the bottom. The current took her, sweeping her up and depositing her inside another cavern, this one large enough to house three dozen dragons. After climbing up the rocky incline, she shook water off her wings and studied the cocoon on the back cavern wall. Through its thick membranes she could make out a long, wide tentacle attached to a slick body with a bulbous head at the top. The size of ten dragons, she’d always considered the kraken her greatest achievement. He’d been pieced together using corpses of sea animals and dark, dark magic, and had taken over a century to perfect. She’d given him life by putting her blood and some of her essence into him. In that way their fates had been inextricably tied, but that was how she preferred it. With their souls entwined, the kraken could sense her needs and protect her island without her needing to give him instructions.
She’d created him not just to protect her island but to destroy the Fae. Her dreams would’ve been realized if not for Maia and her mates. She wasn’t surprised to see that after she’d been put to sleep, the kraken had built a cocoon and gone into slumber.
The magical world threatened her island. It was time to put her monster to use.
Opening her arms wide, she called to the beast in demon tongue. “Time to awaken, my baby, and fulfill your destiny.”
A ripple rolled across the cocoon, and one gleaming eye opened, as red as the depths of hell. She turned to the lagoon, black magic dripping into the water like spilled ink from her fingers. The pool spun, gradually picking up speed. “Go,” she whispered to the water, “and welcome our visitors.”
Gae returned to her tunnels, exited, and flew swiftly toward the volcano’s core. There she placed an enchantment on the black smoke that billowed from the angry, boiling center. When the smoke turned blue, she covered her mouth and nose, careful not to breathe in the poisonous fumes. The Fae wouldn’t know what hit them.
* * *
Serah woke to Teju tenderly stroking her cheek. She looked at him through heavy-lidded eyes. His tan was darker than usual, he had a morning beard shadow, and his thick, dark hair was askew. His glasses were gone.
“Good morning, my beauty.” He kissed the tip of her nose. “How did you sleep?”
She sat up and rubbed her eyes, fatigue making it hard to think, much less speak. It felt as if she’d only slept a few minutes, but her senses came alive when she inhaled the rich aromas of freshly brewed coffee and sizzling bacon.
“Surprisingly well,” she said and yawned, “considering we’re about to go to war.” Ladon was at the tiki bar, bent over a small grill, but she saw no sign of Draque.
Teju tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “I have a feeling we’re not going to find anything but bone and ash when we go looking for your grandfather.”
“I hope so.” As morbid as it sounded, she felt no guilt for wishing that man dead. She just wanted to put him behind her and focus on her future. “But I hope my brother survived,” she added. She’d never even met him, and though his father was a first-rate troll turd, that didn’t mean she’d wish ill will on Alexi, too.